Today's Freshman Orientation Programme(FOP) bears a striking difference as compared to yesterday.

First, the weather. The sun was unforgiving yesterday and poor freshies had to play games that lasted for nearly and hour from the tennis courts to the basketball court to the field. I can't say much about the weather today though 'cause no matter what it is, we're all under the roofs of the Converntion Centre.

'Slack' was the keyword today. The Convention Centre became the place for me to hibernate for a while as the show unfolds on stage. And of course the freshies too. From the Principal's speech (it's a new video! my goodness!) to the beauty pageant, I was practically warming my seat my my hot bum.

On the contrary, freshies had to rev up their engines and 'vroom' here and there for the games yesterday. I guess the only time that they actually sat down is when they first get to know their classmates for the next 3 years and during lunch time. By the end of the day, it was so understandable that they looked so shagged and worn out.

But my class very the on one. They stayed back and exchange numbers, forcing me to keep on hearing Reynold's ringtone over and over again. Which makes me wonder why the rest are on silent mode and his is NOT!!! So now you know who's Mr. Popular in class.

So by today, I got to know through blog-hopping, most of them already had each others' HP numbers and they even MSN-ed already. Which is to no surprise of course. I'm pretty impressed by their unity, motivated by the magic word, SLACK, of course.

They may not be the most enthusiastic bunch around nor are they the most dead ones but they are willing to stick together. Which is good enough for a start. I even heard of plans of making a class tee for their own class already. Can someone please tell me that it is only the second day of orientation today here???

Tomorrow is Flag Day, which is not really the way to end off an orientation programme unless you don't play by the rules of course. Which I think most will unless you really are damn serious about it. I think NP's idea of having a 4D 3N overnight camp is much, much, much better than SP's FOP. Students of SP, armed with tin cans, will be invading islandwide from 8.00am to 3pm. You are advised to stay indoors. Remember, you have been warned.

OMG. I can't believe it that I can have the chance to go to the Hollaback Crew Finals this Saturday. Bryant, the beatboxer, had 300 tickets on hand!! Can you believe that?!?! I mean, 987 FM only had 50 to give out on the spot itself and Bryant has 300?!?!?

Gosh... I gotta thank Joanne profusely for having close links with Bryant. If not, I won't even get the chance to even dream about it.

Cheryl, despite what you said about not bitching about people in blogs, I'm still gonna do it. This time about the FOP. Maybe not today 'cause the whole event hasn't ended yet. Perhaps tomorrow. Already the gahmen doesn't allow us to blog negatively about the elections (see how influential blogs have become?), now I'm not allowed to talk about my opinions on what's going through in my life?

Anyway, it's just my view on the FOP. Certainly that is NOT a form of bitching, is it?

I gotta catch some sleep. After I catch my weekly dosage of EPL highlights that is. In the faintest of hopes, I still believe that Man Yoo can pip Chelski to the title. 'cause I believe in miracles.