It was a peaceful night on the 12th.. your's truly was having a good nap, totally oblivious to the surrondings, totally unaware of what was coming.. ( look like p6 compo?)
Then suddenly, i thot is an alarm clock. Felt like 2am. Then realised, oh damn. That should be the fire drill. Mi god. Fug. Being the guai shearite, i decided to run for my life, unlikely the other maybe 10% of the pple who risked being flamed to death in their sleep, according to the RF.
Felt like a fugging turnout. All else i needed was my helmet, pail and First Aid Dressing (FAD) for a fire drill. Watched as all the guys stormed down the stairs. Wah... really so enthu? Or irritated by the fire alarm??
We fall in (felled in?) behind our block. Our objective --> to flank past KR and the dangerous BLK F, so that we can reach our objective, .10 safely. Ya rite. As we embarked on our long journey, i check my msgs. Wah lau, comrade potato has left "Fire drill soon. Run now!"
Too late la. Here liao. Then realised many of the guys are smart, all ate earlier, then quickly siam to the library. Biz lib i guess. Stupid ones stayed at Sheares lib to get turned out =p.
Think some lanterns would have spiced up the procession ya?? under the round moon. And was still uncle Gary shouting at us to hurry up.
The party at .10( the stupid slope in front of the hall) was a blast. Never ever seen so many Shearites in my life. Not at Orientation, not at rag, not at IHG finals, but at a fire drill. There u have, the sea of orange. Should have taught cheers there ah? Haha..
Mi god. Shame on all those who missed this biggest event. U missed the last chance to see who else stayed in Sheares hall =p. Shame on all those who locked ur doors and fake, Daniel didn't even bother. There he was, room unlocked, lights on, sitting in and doing his work with the stupid ringing right outside his room. Ai zai man. Should try that next year.
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