Happy Third Day, aka official school day 2007. It's time we go back to where we are supposed to be before the pampering holidays began. This also means returning to old habits and repeat the routine all over again. New Year? I doubt it.
Perhaps it's New Year for those who experience environmental changes. I don't mean the climate. For those who moved in this new year, it's definitely New Year for them. They start afresh together with the passing year.
But for people like us who have to repeat their routine all over again, but US especially who have to put in extra effort, New Year isn't that new after all.
It's O1 again. This very same day in 2006 was my New Year in VJ. I was a freshie then, waking up in the morning full with anxiety, looking forward to what my dream school can bring me. Of course count the morning breakfast in VH out. It's so far the most disgusting thing I've ever eaten. Together with me were my peers, some who have even become close buddies of mine. We were all looking forward to our new start - a new beginning of yet another stage of our lives, which none of us shall forget.
It feels so fresh to see new freshmen in the school. (Duh?!) No, I mean the look on their faces, those only we, as J2s, know so well. It's the face full of expectations, and yet not having too high a hope, for they truly know nothing about the school. Some even wander about in blurness, totally unsure of which part of the school they are heading (sounds familiar?). Others made new friends straight away, and chatting. Mass dance should be the highlights, and are seen as a breakaway from those you-can-expect games.
After all that, you'll find yourself another identity - a unique identity instilled during the orientation. The spirit, the character, the attitude. Once you have that identity in you, you are proud of it.
This morning we left the hostel at 0640, in view of walking to the HDB bus stop, which the kiasu us think will be empty. To our horror/dismay/surprise we realized that the whole bunch of new scholars were behind us when we were just out of hostel. I didn't know why we suddenly got so excited that since then, the four of us - yongyi, pear, jillian and miss stupidity, amused ourselves with lamesness. Things like ways to become a mean senior, how to bully the juniors etc. Not forgetting the occasional outbursts of uncontrollable laughters. Totally bongkus. This mania continued til assembly.
J2s had special lecture timetables while the freshies had their orientation. Well, to accommodate all J2s there's inevitably loonggggg and freeeeequent breaks in between lectures. Basically i came to school today for Chem (quite useful, unfortunately easy) and GP (a total waste of my time). Oh yes, also the loonggg and never ending break-time talks as well as giggling fits.
And now, I have to resort to stoning in the library while waiting for the 1730 briefing in LT3. The library! Such a familiar place for people who STUDY - yes, I did study last year. And I'm here again... *roll eyes* New Year? My foot.
Despite how 'un-new' this new year is, it's still another year.
So happy school reopen for those who are still studying, and happy working for those who are, of course, working.
