UCL SingSoc’09

UCL singsoc fresher’s camp’09.

A whole new begining with new faces to remember and new voices to get accustomed to. Learnt many many many names and spoke to many many many other people, with a majority majoring in law, economics, geography and the rest (maths, medicine, linguistics, art, etc). It was GREAT to know lotsa people before we actually plant ourselves in a foreign land and i am so happy to find this guy  who is taking the same flight as me and staying in the same hall and we can dot2dot tgt (is a cheaper than cab service which brings you from heathrow airport to where you wanna go) LOL. the 2oth  2330 flight is really flooded with ucl freshers and it suddenly daunt on me that i should check in earlier so that theres a higher probability that the passenger service guy will close one eye if my baggage exceeds 30kg zzz which i believe the hundreds of passengers on board will too LOL. 

Camp was alright,  sometimes i feel we have somehow outgrown orientation camps.. and thus I have nothing much to comment on it but I am certain it wasnt as wild as local uni camps because the whole “SDU” concept wasn’t implemented at all:)  getting old uh? Monday was amazing race and i think small talks along the way make us learn about each other more to move away from just being mere accquaintances. I guess the coolest thing was that people spoke with so much conviction.. i guess by choosing to go overseas, many have thought hard about who they are and what they wanna do…but life is a gamble on its own.

Left the amazing race halfway to meet my beloved classmates and VINCENT GOH in ntu. When I left, I felt good, because I know I have made friends (and i really mean FRIENDS), not one or two but at least three or four. Meeting the familiar faces at ntu certainly brought back many wonderful feelings and even though its just an hour for me, it meant so much. I have always feel a little sad when I tunnel through the ntu buildings on the shuttle bus to pioneer mrt because it almost became my school with friends and family (MY DEAREST SISTER) giving me the comfort of their smiles. But I didnt feel so ytd, as I put on the shirt that says “ucl singsoc fresher’o9″, because I truly understood where I belong and am convinced of the path i have chosen for myself. the begining is always tough and filled with hate and jealousy but all that will be over by the time summer’10 falls..

Met this guy coincidentally at EW4 who happens to be a LSE yr 2 and heading to nsrcc like me to join back the bbq. The guy who believes in second chance because he was a victim once but whats more important is who he is now.. but sometimes, we may not even be given a second chance, or should we be optimistic about life and say that there will always be one from ourselves?

Theres many many things to buy before I actually leave. everything from lugguage to hangers. ALAMAK. and many many people to visit like the dentist, the optician and the hairdresser. And my intended date of return is either 19 dec’09 OR summer’2011. It feels so surreal to leave and someone told me ” leaving is sad but the feeling of being left behind is sadder”. AWW. 

nineteen more days, to indulge in the warmth of my loved ones.