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| Sunday, 25-Sep-2005 00:00 |
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Mass Comm Induction -- Pain, Peril, and Party! ;D
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It was horribly long due, but our seniors finally came around to holding our very own Induction last Sunday. =D
Every year, the Faculty of Mass Communications (*ahem* my faculty, I'm proud to say, thankyouverymuch) holds the age-old tradition of Induction, which means the Senior Mass Commers and Junior Mass Commers do a variety of humiliating and fun things together in the spirit of getting to know one another. Being a faculty which involves a lot of communication, contacts, public-relations and generally basing our entire education on the philosophy of, "It's not what you know, it's who you know," the Induction aims to generate a bond between Mass Commers so we'll be able to help one another in the future in the media industry.
This year, the Part 5 students, being LAZY PROCRATINATORS -- uh, I mean, busy, shoved the duty of organizing the Induction onto the shoulders of the Part 2 students. Us Part 1 students stood around cluelessly while things were being organized around us.
Finally, September 25. Sunday. 8.00 am.
I can't describe how I felt that morning: Sleepy, I supposed, and mildly unenthusiastic. We were thinking of not going, but attendance was being taken and we, being obedient and obliging, trooped downstairs in our 'Faculty of Mass communications' T-shirts to the futsal court for a bit of exercising.
Ooh, a bit of side-story:
My Mass Comm T-shirt was still wet (having only hung it up to dry the night before), so I alternatively blow-dried and ironed it to dry it. Needless to say, the ironing board was moist for hours afterward, and I went down with a slightly damp shirt which smelt of old socks. =P
Anyway. Morning excersises. Nothing exciting happened. They played a mix of horribly catchy contemporary songs (including Gwen Stefani's Hollaback Girl, Don't Cha by the Pussycat Dolls, and that Crazy Frog song) and subjected us to silly excercising.
After which was followed closely by the games, which were humiliatingly and ridiculously fun. Finding candies in plates of flour using only your mouth, tossing water balloons, passing rubber bands through straws and carrying rugby balls between your knees are things that should only be reserved for primary schools.
Well, all that except the water balloons. =D Those were fun. People of all ages need water balloons.
12.00PM, and everyone went back to their dorms to lunch/pray/sleep. I spent the afternoon watching Akira Kurosawa's Dreams (OMGsobeautiful) and the end-half of The Butterfly Effect (OMGsoheartwrenching).
That evening we had inter-class and inter-part futsal matches, which was possibly the funnest event of the occasion. =D Our class (D1A)'s guy team even got into the finals -- and although lost against our Part 2 seniors, it was a pretty tight match. I probably went hysterical a few moments everytime the ball neared our goal, but Haire proved to be a formidable goalie. Ans Syazwan, woah -- what a striker. I think the poor boy is unaware how popular he's become with the girls after scoring a few goals. =P
That night, at about 8.00PM, was the Dinner. Which meant make-up and dressing up. Very enjoyable -- in fact, half the fun was in preparing for the event itself. =P I probably spent at least half-an-hour applying and re-applying foundation (couldn't stop sweating, dammit). We arrived very fashionably late at 9.00PM.
(Personally, it was somewhat a waste, as the Dinner was being held at our campus' Upper Dinig Hall, and not a swanky restaurant as we had hoped. =P)
What ensued afterward was much eating, performances, and much photo-whoring. Every time a camera flashed, people rushed into posed groups and smiled ridiculous smiles 'til their facial muscles were sore. What can I say -- Mass Comm is more 'glam' than the Performing Arts faculty, which is supposed to be the glammest around. =P
Oh! And the performances! Our class, I'm proud to say, put on a loffly little singing skit, featuring the talents of Bob, Hani, Khairun and Safwan. Very well done. ;)
Me and my roomies left early, because we were far too tired and had to prepare for the class party the next day. Although that didn't stop us from hanging out at the bottom of the block for a few minutes, feasting on snackfoods and exhibiting ourselves in all our finery to late-night passers-by. =P
All in all, I think it was a lovely day well-spent, although I think we could pull off a far better Induction. =) Can't wait for Part 5!
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