In the midst of jelingan para senior in the law fac library...

The things I go through to update my beloved blog fans. Tsk tsk tsk.



No la.



It's cuz the electricity supply in college is cut off (candlelight dinner tonight?) and I don't want my hands and feet to sweat anymore than they need to (yes, i have sweaty palms and feet - small voice: and i'm proud of them!) So here I am, looking up cases in e-journals and blogging at the same time. (irrelevant detail: more blogging than looking up cases)



As the days go by without me writing updates about life here in university and orientation weeks (yes, plural), I'm getting more slack about blogging about them. Still keeping the pictures - some taken secretly and stealthily - though, in case I change my mind.



There were some things that made their way into my journal though.



I confess that I didn't feel as homesick as the other MGC-ians did when they first left to this vile place (as a friend calls it). Not because I don't miss home, family 1 and family 2, but because one of family 1 and about 1/3 of family 2 is already here. I mean, it's always been a joke that we can start a new MGC here already. Now it seems like a really tangible suggestion.



College orientation was jia lat until the JKOs (Jawatankuasa Orientasi) came in on the 3rd day and scared the skin off all of us. I was seriously rattled. I was even expecting a nightmare at night. Thankfully, they'd had the sense to come a week before the faculty orientation. So we had about 4 days to prepare ourselves for the worst.


I learned quite a bit during orientation, but I suppose two of the most notable ones would be:

• Surpressing my emotions - We weren't allowed to smile throughout the orientation, except during the time the seniors had their fun with us during the senior-junior meet. Then they forced us to smile and look happy after throwing heaps of insults at us. During the mock trial, which is a hilarious rendition of a real court proceeding with eccentric witnesses and odd-ball attorneys, we were warned not to smile or laugh no matter what happened. Thought going through my mind throughout the mock trial was: It's not funny. No need to smile. After awhile, my heart was laughing, but not my face. I didn't even have to try to not smile. Fuh. Macam horror movie.
• Looking people in the eye - I do not like to look at people when I talk. I have an idea why, but I think those who share this trait will know why without my explanation. We had to collect 210 signatures, and I quickly found that the JKOs were more likely to be nicer to me if I looked them in the eye when I recited the *ultra long greeting. And so now I can talk to you without looking away or playing with my hair or whatever. Great achievement, hurrah.

It's such a strange thing.

There were times when I felt horrible, not because I was oppressed by the JKOs, but for certain personal and emotional reasons (public: suppress emotions too much ar?). And it just so happened (for technical reasons; no such thing as just so happened for Christians right) I was doing my Quiet Time on Psalms, and nearing the end of it. Every time I opened my Bible in the morning, there'd be a psalm there to tell me that God is with me through everything, and to hold on to Him.

I hugged my Bible like I hug my Puppy (stuffed).

Oh yeah, I'm now in the process of church-hopping. (Unc D & someone: ...) Frankly, I don't know what I'm looking for. I've been in one single church too long to be able to distinguish between what a church is and what I want in a church. All I know is I've had a sudden inclination to serve in a certain ministry, and that might be a factor in the church I choose to go to.

Pray for me, everyone!

*ultra long greeting = "A very good morning/afternoon/evening to my beloved praiseworthy, most esteemed, adored and highly thought of senior gentleman sir/lady madam. I am your modest freshie, Lim Tse Hwei from Melaka."