College.

Hee, I'm late about this.

Started college last week Monday, on the 5th of May.

@INTI Subang Jaya.

Now see, I'm taking a Engineering Degree program. But I'm starting off with a foundation program first.

What? SAM? AUP? A-Levels?

Nahhhh.

I'm taking UFPE.

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Throughout these two weeks so far, I've only got this look, o.o? when I told them "UFPE".

You know, cuz everyone's AUP here, DMC there, or perhaps an A-Levels.

So.......whenever I mention UFPE, whether in a class introduction or in a casual conversation, I only get "What?[s]"

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Here's the deal, my class has 9 people.

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Yes. Nine...

With No Girls.

Eh??!

Well, it's all expected. Except for the 9 part.

So basically, the whole class can fit in the lift.

It's saddening, yet humorous at the same time. XD

Thus, we call ourselves the Elite group, to comfort our deprived souls.

Our class is coded E1. And there is only one E1 in the whole school, and no one knows we exist.

It's like we're this select group of people, chosen to do this program stripped of public knowledge.

Kinda like a Secret Service or some sadistic side project where at the end of the project, we'll be brainwashed and turned into ruthless killing machines. O.O!

So I dub UFPE,

Unified

Foundation

Program for

Elites.

=P

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But anyways, classes are fun so far, friends are nice, everything's good.

Maybe, 9 people ain't so bad after all. =)

Joe>>>>>>>>>>>>>1 of 9.

Spirals.

In my head.

They numb my senses.

I am unseeing.

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I sit crossed leg, with a fuzzed feeling on the soft sheets of my bed.

The hums of the small fans mounted on the window grill fills my ears.

I stare blankly on the unplugged television infront of me.

The clock on the wall ticks.

3 minutes passed, it felt longer than it was.

With a lazed motion, I sweep my legs down and laid my head on my pillow.

Staring at the left side of my bed, I see my past and my present.

Clicking the side of my cell phone, it displays 5:17 in bold black numbers on a white background.

The display fades to black.

Staring at it for another moment, the back of my head wants it to ring.

But I know it won't.

Laying it back down for the 16th time in an hour, I close my eyes and let my thoughts drift me away.

Once again.

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Joe>>>>>>>>>>>>>>Out.

Six Winged Angel.

As suggested by her name,

Seraphina.

What a Name. What a Meaning.

Anyways, here's a post for you!

Happy Birthday

Ann Seraphina "Ayane" Cheong Chui Yee~!

*pops confetti*

What a Long Name too. XD

Joe>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>Wishes You Well.