I chatted with someone who believes in praises, faith, honesty and all that stuff a couple of days ago. I met her through NDP 05 Motivators..she's one of the dancers who went on TV. I told her I was in the midst of looking for a job and waiting for poly reply. She taught me how to come up with a good cover letter and resumé letter. It's really nice to meet someone like her. She doesn't discriminate nor judge without proof and I really wish she can continue dancing, doing things that she loves...

At last, after 3 years, I finally got into Temasek Polytechnic, diploma of Culinary & Catering Management, basically there's Mirco Economics, Communication Skills, Food Science & Product Knowledge, Organisation Behavior etc in the first 6 months. Well, i found out that it's ok not to go for every single lecture cause they don't mark attendance, so...I mean, I'm still gotten be attending these lectures as much as I can..And on most days, my classes ended at 6pm..God, save me!

And then, there's the whole textbooks thing..textbooks that are obviously of brilliant help costing from $50 onwards..and the whole part of having to print our own lectures notes before every lectures..God, where on earth do I get the $$ and Printer? I could always rob..And the documents I had to submit days ago I couldn't figure out..Med Examination, Tuition Grant..ID card..

Due to the fact I didn't start school till Wednesday, I missed the Orientation and the part where there isn't any tutorials in the first week and of course, no one told me. So I sat outside the dame classrooms every single tutorials on my own, like an idiot for at least 2 hours for every class. But it's also why I eventually checked out the library and simply loved it there! IMAGINE, lots of books free and there're videos, tv, internet and stuff. God, that's like my favorite place now!

All tutorials are cancelled except 1 - Communication Skills. Teaches Critical Thinking and Writing, something I really need to learn in order to write well. And I've learnt. Like how there should be contrasts, connecting dots to create a clearer picture and taking the readers out on a ride with the author by bringing them to new and bigger places...exploring and all. On my second tutorial, there's this passage written about holidays and how this other guy believed that the title isn't apt for the passage and we sort of had this tiny debate..it's really cool!!
He seemed cool too, a Malay guy called Faris..

Little did I realized, there's another Orientation for the Freshies as we are commonly referred as yesterday. It was fun, there were cheers, and this pretty girl whom I got, number and on my Friendster. She's one of the leaders..We, made up of 3 different classes were pretty cooperative, was sure we had fun, even when we had to swallow water from a pail. I realizes how it's kinda easier to make friends in poly, you know, like a simple 'hello, my name is...and what's yours?' and the ice broken. Of couse, it depends. The whole Orientation lasted from 5.30 till almost 11pm..I had to rush home cause I wanna watched Survivor, missed it anyway but my brother recorded it for me so it's ok.

My parents went to this place where this person/deity told her that both my parents and my brother had to change their names to alter their destinies for the better. I didn't mean to be offensive but it's really weird for me to suddenly have to stop calling them by their names. For God's sake, it's almost 20 years! Anyway, my mum went crazy on me and I was fucking tired from the whole orientation and having to wake on Saturday for makeup lecture 9 in the morning just made me wanna get some sleep. She wouldn't stop talking about how ignorant I am about everything. Damn! This morning, my dad drove me to school and he was talking about the same thing about I should understand where my mum was coming from. Fine, I'll call them by their new names, better?

Tutorials officially start next week so we'll see what happens..and I had to master French..Believe me when I said it's gotten be tired..

And guess what, I colored my hair. Blond and Brown,