A bed of roses & their thorns

A week has passed and yes many things have changed, cometh and gone. Union camp wuz a refreshing little peak in my relatively humdrum sort of life. It makes me feel like hey, uni life may not be tt bad after all. Ok ok so there wuz the initial need to adjust to certain changes...the cheering in hokkien and chinese, the absolute need to eradicate all traces of angmoh pai and re-branding oneself as a fully certified ah beng or lian for the sake of our group's pride:) Im from Pai kia!! Haha.

From the very first mandrin game we played apprehensively together, to the crazy night walk which relied on trust as we were blindfolded, to the soap, water and mud we braved together, crazy hokkien cheers tt required psycho-motor skills, to fright night with their admirable ghouls, war games where we were not exactly victorious on the field but in our total 'wu-sehness' to the lovely hightlight of secret pal night...bonding together in meeting a certain someone's sp...ahem. Haha... I speak in all honesty, I never knew so much could be bought with $45.

Indeed, it takes time to find true friendship and 5 days may be a little too short, but it has certainly ignited the little spark. See you guys soon tmr and in the subsequent days of our uni life.