just remembering orientation II. i practically slacked the whole of day 3 in the canteen with Norman. he's my grand senior. i dun know why he likes to call himself that since it makes me think of an old old man. but whatever. he came at around 12... and we waited until around 5 just to dance the mass dances. according to him, it's MESS dances. and it's only fun when it's mass. imagine dancing in front of the mirror by yourself. no fun in that of course.

felt too tired to want to do much except mooch around the canteen. walked around the school with him for a while, went to visit his old archive room. it was quite interesting. saw the photo album with vj and david beckham there.

it was basically quite crazy when the mass dances started. there was one Norman termed as the "violent" dance. it was positively freaky. but his excitement is contagious. when people started giving him weird looks for being so enthu, i explained that he was a year 3 and was once an OGL. that seemed to solve the problem. everyone knows how enthusiatic OGLs are. but it really was violent. Norman says it's violent but has style. i don't think he'll be thinking that way if he had killed me in the process.

during the finale, when the MCs were saying, "you may not know it, but your ancestors are sitting with you now", our whole class or what remained of it was laughing. it was for some role play with a tribal theme. we were laughing because, duh, our ancestor WAS there, sitting with us. oh well.

my weekend is gone. wonderful. dinner with cousins.