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Monday, May 21, 2007
Tea Party
The day started off great last sat.
All those i know who are joining me during august came down for the tea party. Thomas, guanghong, lian hao to name a few.

What was most amazing was that i caught sight of a guy i knew from primary school while walking up the flight of stairs. It was only during the actual eating when this guy popped out suddenly and shouted out my name.
I was taken aback and above all, impressed.
It was like i've not seen this person after primary 3 till now. And yet he still remembers me.

And as always, i made a fool out of myself with my disgusting table manners by putting tempura into the chocolate fondue. Everyone has a good laugh.

Until some orientation guy came down to persuade us to join their orientation camp. I looked at the date of the camp and told him politely that i'll be having lessons during this period.

I was expecting him to reply something like,"oh if its like that, then maybe u come down for the camp and leave when u have lessons"

But no, he replied blantly,"Dont go for lessons ! its ok one! few lessons only!"

I never felt like slapping someone for a long long time. Not as if i dont want to slap some of those idiots i met in china 3 weeks ago since i know they are not worth my energy, but i'm sure this guy will truely deserved it. He is Worth it.

Thomas knew how i felt. I even revealed some of my story to him, telling him how important this 4 yrs is to me. I already had 6 months all for myself. Ever since the school started, I'm not living for myself anymore. There are dreams and wishes and greatness i'm burdened upon to fulfill.

If i have a choice, do you think i don't want to go to orientation camp to make friends and to have fun? Do u think i enjoyed doing that? Why do you think i cancelled my orignial plans and start my special term early?



I really made it when i said i felt like unleashing my innate violent nature.

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