Events occured:
- Going to SMSO and get a helluva of 'raging' orientation, nevertheless I liked it.
- Three (long...) days after that, received information that the transfer was a success. But hey, the letter said the transfer was successful a week before school had started, not three days after that!
- And in the afternoon of the same day, my sis and I zoomed to MD with our belongings, registered ourselves there with the teachers in a hurry-panic situation, quickly got accepted in respective dorms, and wala~ instant distant-living away from home sweet home.
- The next day after that (Thursday), early wake-up, early to school, early to Admin Block, early to settle confusing matters. The day was very long, it was like three days squeezed into one. Paid the total registration fee of whooping B$190 (for me, B$50 is a lot already) to the respective BE tutors (a.k.a. the 'homeroom' teachers) of my sister and I. The cost covered our school fees, ECAs, sports shirts, bags, orientation folders, etc. Then after that was orientation talk, which I considered counterproductive when compared to SMSO's orientation. And yeah, that day was also MD's last orientation. Lackluster beginning I guess.
- Lunch gone past after 12 noon, and dinner gone by at 17.45. Then a mass Maghrib prayer at the dorm's surau with the other BEs and AEs. Further orientation for the hostelites went on and then gone to sleep raw, that is, without mattress and pillow. Just plastic sheet cover.
- Friday was just as usual as any other high school dorms in Brunei. We had our Friday prayer at the Jangsak mosque. Later in the afternoon most of the hostelites went to the Mall. End of dorms' orientation.
- Saturday, the first day of real school day. Luckily I was experienced enough to know the block system (thanks SMSO) but then, the college is very large. Most of the classes are situated in the two-storeys, huge figure-8 building. Lost and confusion were common for the new students during that day. Again, that single day felt very long. Went home and then back again on Sunday afternoon due to Maulidur Rasul the next day. Then went home again for the prize presentation on Tuesday and went back to MD AGAIN in the same afternoon. Tiring.
- The few school days went on with most BEs saying "What do you want to apply?", "Kau jadi 'Waidep' (YDP, hehe) eh!", "Interested in prefects?", etc. Unfortunately, the hostelites needed at least two MPs. Therefore, I chose to take MP role of YDP (very ambitious thinking indeed, for I who originally wanted to take the role of IT-P prefect). And yes, there's kendo for ECA.
- Midnight of Friday/Saturday. The legend has it that there are many traditions of MD's dorms that had been passed from one generation to the next. I was caught off-guard by it - the tradition of compound-ing. Definition: BEs stand in the middle of the centre-hollowed building, while the AEs trampling from above and shutting the BEs off with all kinds of harsh statements. Pretty hectic I can say, 'cause I cried of feeling guilty. Ahem, no mistake. I CRIED while apologizing to the AEs. Ah, such cruelty of primitive origin. Saturday's morning was normal (with some quiet calamity raging in the hearts of people affected by it), until midnoon - where I caused another 'stupid' commotion. Gee, I never thought that my heart and emotions can be wavered very easily. Tears came out (again, what kind of man am I?). The 'Brothers' came into my room, and I was 'comforted'. Kinda embarassing when I think about it again. Last but not least, I skipped my very first ECA of the year - kendo. BUT I ACTUALLY DON'T WANT TO! IT'S ALL BECAUSE OF THAT *&^%$#@! TRADITION!
- After most (not all) disputes were settled, another week (the final week of the term) struck by normally. Intereviews were held, futsal tournaments were played, and the X-Files were told. Sure - nervous, tiring and creepy.
- And so to this day. My SE W850i is quite hopeless right now, malfunctioning every now and then, hence the delay of precious updates. I just NEED a new mobile phone...
P.S: Sorry, no pictures from MD yet.
Happy 'short' holidays.
