-=| School sux |=-
School has just started for me, and last Friday was orientation. I was at the lavender bus stop and that stupid bus was taking a real long time. I messaged Jared if the programme started as he arrived early that day, and he said that the programme was about to end and he asked me to get a ride on the cab. I rushed to school and realized that we were in different batches, his talk started at 10 and mine at 11. He persuaded me not to attend that talk, as it was a waste of time as all the information could be obtained from the web.
Oh well, then we thought that we could stay for the later programmes like the storm and the fashion show. So from 11 to 1230 we hanged out at the coffee shop opposite the school and met up with Iris and her friend to have lunch.
From the overhead bridge joining the school and the coffee shop I could hear the pounding of a construction site, and realized that it was the school's storm. Peh! Went for the fashion show in the auditorium that should start at 1 but till 130 I did not see anything, just a blank screen from the ceiling, I wonder where is the runway. Was it supposed to be a video? The person in charge Shua da pai as if he or she was a movie star or what so ever. Both Jared and I walked out of that building, checked out other stuff and headed towards to the bus stop and we saw this bald Eurasian guy coming out of the bus rushing into LaSalle, and we guess that he should be the guy in charged. Up to this point I was really angry with myself, why in the first place did I come for orientation? And wasted my cab fare.
Waited under the hot sun for 30mins before the bus actually came, and that was when the big group of students who watched the fashion show came out of the building and managed to catch our bus on time. Did I say that was a hot day? We were dripping with sweat. Took a bus to Orchard to get our list of supplies from art friend. Damn! All the supplies were so expensive. There was this set of 12 tubes of acrylic paints for about 50 bucks and another 14 tubes for 80 plus. I guess I know why I realized the students in LaSalle wear so untidily; students go to school with shorts, slippers and a lousy t-shirt. They do not have enough money to buy them, and cannot afford to dirty them. Actually why in the first place are we dealing with these acrylic paints? Shouldn't I be fiddling with the sewing machine or something, instead of painting? Imagine a fashion-merchandising student, scoring so well in painting, but will not use it in future, what is the use?
Oh well I am really afraid that I don't score in the first year, as I am better in 3D work then 2D. Haiyah! I shall strive my way through.
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Name : Joel Xiang Desheng P3RS0N@L!TY
Personality : Flamboyant T@g W!SH3S 3M@!l CURR3NT M00D W3@TH3R F00T PR!NTS !N 3 S@nd R@D!0 ST@T!0NS P@ST R3CORDS L!NKS
DOB : 19th May 1988
Age : 19+
Height : 1.73++m
Weight : Abt 60kg
Zodiac : Dragon
Horroscope : Taurus
Fav Sports : Breathing exercises on the bed every night(snore)
Fav colour : Blue, silver, black
Fav things : Vintage looking stuff...
Hates : People who commands me to do anything
Worst habits : Talking back, bitching...
Best Habits : Obeys house rules
How do u relax : Bitching, complaining, vibrate my ear drums with sound waves from my disc man
One thing tat no one noes abt? : i'm Sentimental...
Three words 2 describe me : Rude Noisy Freak
One liner tat i'm most proud of : Being kind to your enemy means to be cruel to yourself
Moto in life : Look 4 a goal n strife hard
