Because, I've probably told you in pieces and I'm sleepy now. Here's a quick update on EXACTLY what happened to Z-noir (yes. that's the name of my iphone).
(Note: Timing are for easy illustration and are not accurate. Since I can't read my DKNY watch and without the i-phone, I'm time-less.)
10.42 AM: Left hall. in FULL Suit of white ruffled shirt and black pants, with my blue heels peeping out. "William" by my side holding my card holder and keys, sunglasses essential pack with cramp med, amulet and stones, Z-noir and earpiece. AND WATER BOTTLE for med.
10.52 AM: In Campus area, frantically conquering stairs, with stomach cramping and heels clicking.
10.58 AM: Found the hall, with Faculty Reception.
----> "Bag's leaking"
---> "Phone's wet", Never mind. Everything's wet.
-------> Curse and Swear at the damn open water bottle.
---------> Curse even more.
------> "Shirt's stained" by William's interior.
---> "Z-noir's running a fever"
-----------> Gave up on Faculty Reception. (11.14AM)
-------> Back at Hall. Borrowed the smallest screwdriver the Hall Office have (Nice Aunty on Duty) But, it's not small enough :X!!!
----> Frantically panics. Google: "Wet Iphone".
-------> Skyped Van. Screams over Skype in panic.
---> Thank God for Company (VAN!!!), Jas and Jo contacted.
----> Emailed Senior. Updated FB.
-------> 破釜沈舟. Cut open dehumidifier Sachet and put Z-noir in Zip-lock bag with dehumidifier crystals.
----> Forget it. Change. Got the Servicing Address. Out to 銅鑼灣.
Then I ate my wonton mee, and after lunch and med. Went to send Z-noir to Professional Doctors, whom told me it's not terminal. But will cost HKD 2 220. Standard Price. So Z-noir should be waiting for me to pick him up on SAT.
That's about it. All I left out was the complete LOST-ness I felt the entire day yesterday, being without my phone, which meant maps, music and company. And you know when you just want to avoid contact with others and fiddle with the phone pretending to be busy. Well, I do that ALOT!! So that's like just a 慘字.
But all wasn't entirely bad. I still did met my senior, bought some stuff for the Harry Potter Dinner, this sun. (I owe you pictures for that) And I met more freshmen. Like about 10 more, including 2 in my hall. And the nice thing is the nicest people of the group are the 2 in my hall.
Putting together the numbers.
I've met: 23 People so far.
No. of Potential Friends: 8
No of nice people: 13.
So that mean's I have About 35% of making friends with people I meet. And if out of the 11,962 undergraduates. I have 4160 friends waiting to be discovered in this place alone. How's that for my latest skill training of looking on the bright side??
Ps: though I find most of the international students (Ah Tiongs included) and most HKies who speak English have this REALLLLLLYYYYY pretentious slang. And quite unfortunately, I'm picking up their influence. Oh dear, will I go back home and be disowned by my fellow Singlish-eans. I miss saying "Sor-li" instead of "Sor-re"...
But above it all and all, I'm falling in love with this new me. I wonder if you are too??
P.Ps: Will get back to the babble box soon. But YES!! There's a decent guy at every turn.

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