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    School
    Monday, April 12, 2010, 9:58 PM
    April Intake starts today. I'm going to school after having a long term break. There are too many April Intake students when I stepped into the school. I don't know where to proceed next, but there is a student leader guiding me in. So head to the table to check in which class I'm being dump at. So IO2. Whassup guys? Pretty much I'm the first guy to arrive at the scene or should I say, assembly.

    The orientation supposed to start off at 9am. But it was held up. The sun is killing me, I couldn't escape it. It keep on delaying till 9.45am. 45 minutes of sun burn!

    My class, I don't want to talk about it. Majority of my classmates is girls. Are you fucking seriously ITE? Class full of females and 5 males. Ahahaha, FML.

    Just so you know, orientation games or getting-to-know-each-other games is just not my type. I just hate orientation. Start the lesson already, no need for orientation. Thank you very much.

    I did make a couple of friends.. Couple of friends not a few. Few is not the word to be describe now. But due to the new environment/surrounding that I'm facing, I hate to talk to the girls or making friends with them even though some of them trying to befriend with me.

    SO YEAH. THAT IS IT. MY LIFE, NEW START. WHATEVER OKAY!