forgive me for my lapse in writing because i have returned to school. mind you, not just any school --> it is an institute for potentially aspiring teachers who will be moulding the future setans of the nation. okay, i'm up for the challenge.. so bring it oonnnnnnn!
the first week has come and gone, and so far, it has been good and slack - only 2 modules in the process at this point. and there have been moments of when push comes to shove where i have to make new friends.. the idea of friendship is precious (nothing is more wonderful than sistahood) but conforming to the unnatural behaviour of establishing that initial contact is sheer torture. You know, all the fake smiles, empty small talks, polite acknowledgments and etceteras. lets skip that whole socio stuff, be ourselves and behave like monkeys. =D
so in this wunderful school, 3 things stand out:
1. the toilets: if you are looking for one, just follow the smell.
2. the staircases: 107 steps every morning on the forbidden staircase give one no excuse for a firmer and sexy butt at the end of the year.
3. the explosives: our neighbour's tendencies of firing live explosives all damn day long. we are almost next to a war zone.
oh yes, there is a no. 4!
4. hunks: hot, muscled, tanned, rugged, PE boys in abbreviated PE shorts. need i say more?
so yessaah, no. 1 - no. 4 are enough to make the school one of a kind. definitely a primitive change from pampered, convenient, forward, big city NUS. but i think i'm gonna be ok there. =) just as long as i move strategically and not stay too long on one spot. otherwise, nemesis alert! plenty of them to go around.... oh wellss..
tatz!
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