Dainty Diva
Wednesday, August 17, 2005
i stepped into the Sch.. it look like an office building.. the gate is operated juz like out MRT. we need to tap our card before we can actually enter the building.. It has several security guards at the entrance... it really make it look like a office building with the escalator. Stepped into the auditorium, i feel so unsure and insecured.. i dunno how it will turn out to be.. as time goes.. more and more ppl coming in.. i saw some familiar faces... some whom i met on the interview dae.. some from my good old sch, ngee ann.
One foreign student actually came to sit beside me and started toking to me.. she is a korean.. first korean accquaintance... she is realli chatty and friendly... somehow i feel... i'm not alone.. So many diff system.. so many things to noe.. i really hope i can complete my 4 years in SMU and not 3.. which make it an honours. but i noe it's hard...
Got a sms from my old pri sch frien... Yishan... we alwayz got mixed up by teachers... esp chinese teacher.. The chinese teacher who realli give me a good chinese foundation had actually passed away a few years back... and i actually cried.. somehow.. she was really a motherly teacher, not only on what we need to learn but how we should handle life, our moral and values.
Oh ya.. she actually called me up to tell me she is my facilitator for the orientation camp but i din go.. haha... she was like... =_=""" she said that she was so excited to see me after so many years but in the end i put areoplane haha...
Tell u all something abt my dream... i dreamt of my uncle... once again he wanted to eat sth haha... i told him why he alwayz let me dream of him and it's the 3rd time... he replied... onli 4 times and this is the 4th... i was puzzled... when i woke up and counted... it was realli the 4th... oh no... how real can it be... i told him that what he told me in my dreams i alwayz forgot... he stick his rough index finger into my ear and tell me to listen up... hahaa... cute rite.. but i'm glad to see him... he make me feel as though he is still ard.. i noe.. he is still ard us.. watching over us..
Somehow... i still cried when i think of him.. i smiled when i dreamt of him... i teared when i miss him...
