The paranoia of a girlfriend

Like I say to Meng, it is all orientation crap.

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To realise that there is a girl sleeping beside your boyfriend, albeit in their individual sleeping bags.

To realise that, like any other orientation camps, there are contact activities like passing oranges with their necks. And of course girls have to be slotted in between guys.

To realise that the girls are repeatedly asking your boyfriend for your picture and your boyfriend doesn’t have any.

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Urg.. darn. I am not that chill a girlfriend I thought I can be, or at least I wanted to be so.


Orientation crap. Hmph.