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Week zero orientation 08
Tuesday, April 29 || 7:18:00 PM
LONG POST!!!!
Heyoo,
since i am asked to update my blog...
On one random day, i decided to take leave and return back to TP for the Week Zero Orientation.
I decided too, to be a no body. Not wanting to commit to any responsibility knowing that i do not have any spare time left and i do not wish to provide any empty promises.
It was a pity that i did not attend the SL camp as expected as i planned the wrong date to take leave.
Went to school on that random day with stares from familiar surprice faces. At least, Keagan sweetie seems to be more than glad to see me there. Haven seen him to ages.
Was there to help out to clean the steamboat and also, help out for the giant flat.Then i went to BSG to see my freshies but i was too bored and i went to CCM to see some faces too. Felt more comfortable when i was at CCM rather than BSC.
Then it is the carnival games where we started cheering loudly, unselfishly. All the year 3 s' that i have knew did not dare to expect anything. Although the thoughts of us winning this year keep popping up in our mind.
I went around asking keagan, KK, pearllyn, Sam, Cheryl, Shawn and a few more, "Can we win? Will we win?????"
Sobs...
the thoughts were driving me crazy la...
Cute Cheryl actually bought two rolls of toilet paper preparing for the crying festival. LOL
Seriously, i dont understand why Business school meant so much to me.. it is just so natural...
But afterall, all went wells, we won... once again.!!!
All of us tear of joy and it is never forgetable.
P.S: words to progammer.
Thanks for making me feel more comfortable on that random day although i dont belong to the programmers at all.
Thanks for crying with me when i need someone to. =)
Thanks for being happy with me and share the joy and the glory.
Thanks for taking my piece of shit
Thanks for entertaining me whenever i needed.
Thanks for everything...
I have decided, next year if all of the one that i have respected are coming back to help. i will try my luck and see if i could join the alumni programmer team.
=)
Will upload the photos later, haven gather finish...
any programmer that reads my blog, please ask those that have photos of that random day to add me on msn...
karinekwan@hotmail.com
Send me please....
