Hello everyone. Never really got the time to blog for the last few daez. :p

Life was hectic, sometimes miserable, most of the times lost.. up till now. haha

I never thought everything is gonna be easy. Well... when "the going gets tough, the tough gets going" right?

Anyway... just to back track on the "series of unfortunate events" that occured. (Right.. I am just misusng the phrase... not exactly "unfortunate". )

1st Sept 2005

Got on board the flight Jetstar Asia which took off at around 6am. So you get the picture.. I gotta reach the airport by 5 am the latest.

Anyway... I was nearly late for the flight. Erm.. kinda usual right? Haha... don't you know lateness is a virtue?

ANYWAY... so I got to HK... and had a very frantic day. Check into the hall which was kinda miserable. Er.. I went to this level of the hall named the "Elysium" and all these women.. erm.. or ladies... are kinda.... mental.

I mean they call themselves the "goddesses"? Hello?!

SO therez a goddess of hope... another goddess of something... blah blah blah

Whatz worse.. is that I heard that I would need to be named sooner or later.. HELLO??????

WHAT? Goddess? It sounds so... pompous.

In fact, there are grafftti in my wardrobe... left behind by previous "goddesses." (^.^lll)

AnD the worse part was.. this hall had a very unique style of orientation. Freshmen were asked to come to an orientation camp in which they were treated like vermins. SERIOUS.

Luckily I was late for the "boot camp". The seniors never allowed the freshmen to sleep.. and they were scolded all the time. I could hear their shouts even when my room was at the other end of the corridor.. and I never got much sleep in the end.

PLEASE.

It was madness.

They were forcing the freshmen to remember the "college song", history and cheers all the time.

Basically... they NEVER sleep. And their cheers were still resounding in my head. It goes like "SEVENTH FLOOR, SEVENTH FLOOR, IS A PLEASANT HALL!"

OR... "V-I-V-A VIVA ST.JohNS... V-I-V-A viva st.johns.!"

OH PLEASE... How could it be "pleasant" when they do this at ur door at 3am in the morn. And this continue till the nez day...

RIght... I think I am complaing too much.

Leave the tales to a later time.

CiaoZ.