Change

I am blogging less and less for 2 reasons. First, I've been busy. Second, my camera is mal-functioning. It just took away the mood to blog u noe. Thank god I am no pro blogger who has to keep up blogging or loose their "job". No pressure here. Phew.

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Its a new start as my second year in TARC KL begins. Talking of getting old...or will prefer the word matured, that is. As usual, its May. And with people like me gettin' into second year, of course there will be people coming in for their first year. Yup, the freshies. Ooo...its quite exciting to have newbies coming in, the fresh atmosphere. I came back 2 weeks before actual day for classes start for one particular OON meeting, which means my hols are cut short. Nevertheless, hols are also quite bored, might as well came back and do somethng. As to prepare the freshies coming in for their first year, the college organized the orientation week for them, as was in my first year. Ish. Reminding me of my first few days in KL.

As the check-in date starts, freshies started to swarm in with their parents as they moved in to thier respective rooms. You can see how the parents cared(or would prefer the word "spoiled")
for their children. Doing the sweeping, mopping, cleaning, carrying their bags from ground to top floor etc etc.,while some of the freshies are jz exploring around the block. The so-called parent love. Heh. =.="

The hostel is a busy place for next five days with similiar procedure repeating again and again. As for me I came back to find that my new roomie has already moved in(Jeremy, my old roomie moved out). Surprise surprise. He was not in when I made my entrance. Turned out to be a STPM student who moved in like one week b4 I came back. Honest guy but sigh, it wasn't the type of roomie I am expecting. A lil' bit nerdy(lil' bit? erm..perhaps more la) and very quiet. Thought perhaps as he's new, then maybe shy to talk la. But then, after 2 weeks he is still answering my questions with one-worded answer. And oh, I really like to mentioned this...he sleeps at 9. Yup. No wrong. 9pm. *gasped*

What ya think? Who the helll in this worldby this age sleeps at 9? I slept at 10.30pm when I ma in primary school. Haih. Which means no more music blasting. No more loud games. No more laughter. No more crap. Jeremy! Can u please come back?

But then, come to think again, as long as he does not crosses the line or do something disgusting, its actually fine. Lets just hope he remains that way or maybe improve a bit. Heh. And hope he doesn't read my blog.

This is the part of the room when Jeremy is my roomate.
















The oh-so-cool wall of posters.

















The cool table setting.
















The cool guy himself.

Now, it is like this lo............
















Notice the sooooo-blank wall.
















The not-so-cool-and-not-so-neat table.

It is of high contrast to say the least. The settings, the person and the atmosphere.
Time passes. Things change.

Me out.