First few days in NUS summarized (specific to me)

Hey, readers. It's been quite some time, again, since the last time I posted here. Just as an update, I am already in Singapore to do my undergraduate studies which would start somewhere in August. I am staying in an on-campus accommodation which turns out to be rather below my expectations. If you readers happen to be Singaporean or intend to stay in NUS, I am in PGPR. If you want to apply for an accommodation here, I suggest you to choose type A. My first few days in my type C room is horrible. I am not sure if it is the weather, but the room is really really hot. There is a ceiling fan, of course, but it does not really help much when there is not even a ventilation; just windows that cannot be opened too widely. Moreover, the fan may even become the source of another problem. It is located right above the bed, so all night long, you sleep while being blown by the wind from the ceiling fan directly. For some people who have a sensitive nose or some other respiratory problems, it is quite a problem.

Now, I really regretted why I did not do my best during the Tembusu interview, and why I did not attend CAPT's interview. (CAPT sent me an e-mail soon after Tembusu rejected me, but I ignored them)

Anyway, I am posting here not to complain about PGPR. As I said before, I am posting things when I think my thoughts is worth recording for my own future references, and perhaps is also useful for you readers. Before I start on my thoughts, I am going to tell you more about what occurred in my life in the past few days I am in Singapore. I came to Singapore on the 21st, because there was a compulsory faculty briefing that I needed to attend to on the 22nd, and a programming workshop on 23-25th. The workshop so far has been just okay. We were taught on writing pseudocode on the first day, which was actually a good practice if the workshop is really literally truthfully your very first time doing any coding, while if you have a little background in coding, however small (as little as my background, who just started coding during the holiday and did not even do it routinely) is not that useful, unless you are doing a more complex task. Anyway, on the second day (which is today) we already started on the real C programming. Now it starts to be more useful to me, since I actually am learning a new language. And whatever they say about "learning one programming language is sufficient to help you quickly learn another" is really true. I was able to quickly get used to writing in C, the seniors were wondering if I have a background in C. Anyway, the point of this paragraph is not for me to show off, but to motivate you guys to start learning coding by yourself by looking up for a free online tutorial on the internet. One website that I recommend is www.codecademy.com. They have an online console so you do not need a compiler and other stuff installed. However, some of the later exercises are really buggy so I only recommend the first few ones.

Now for the main part of my post. For whatever reason, I feel really exhausted at the end of the day ever since I arrived in Singapore. I do not know if it is the room, or the adapting that drained my spirit, but I feel really tired, both mentally and physically. Moreover, just today I saw her eating with a guy. A really cool guy, I must admit. He is tan, quite well-built, and friendly. I do not know why it bothered me so much. I just talked to her yesterday, just the two of us, went to her room, and she went to mine as well. Nothing much happened really, since I am still rather reluctant to make any move in the first place. However, suddenly I feel really insecure when I saw her with that guy. Maybe because she ignored my message when I asked her if she already had dinner. I inferred that she ignored me because of him. Other than that, he mentioned that he stayed in another hall in NUS, and said that PGPR is much cleaner than his hall. That implies he had visited someone's room in PGPR, and I cannot imagine whose else other than hers, because if it is another guy's room, then he should be eating together with them. Maybe because of the some "intimate" moments I shared with her so early in my university life that makes me putting my hopes high on her, when actually whatever she is doing is just being nice to me, for old friendship's sake.

Ah, suddenly I am reminded of the series of misfortune I had on the first few days in Singapore (even now it is still first few days actually, so yeah, the misfortune has not really ended yet). Firstly, I left my Singapore SIM card in my home country, leaving me uncontactable, again. (I was also "number-less" for the first few days in China) The NUS WiFi was also a mess; I could not get any signal from inside the Programming Labs, which is the place where I spent most of my time these last few days due to the programming workshop, though when I am connected to the NUS WiFi, the speed is really awesome. I also could not get any WiFi in my room (it is not a part of the facility anyway, so for this one, I do not blame them). Luckily, there are some of my friends who has not gone to Singapore yet, so my mom can ask for my friend's help to bring my number with him when he goes to Singapore, which is on the 25th, which is just tomorrow! So, hang in there, myself! This isolation is going to be over real soon!

Secondly, I, for some reason, was placed in a temporary room for the first night before I could move to my permanent room. The temporary room was horrible. For some reason, the whole place is covered either in thick dust or sand, because even when I step into the room using my shoes, I can feel the "sandiness" below me. Thus, I slept in my friend's room for the night. I did not really sleep actually, since a friend from a neighboring campus, SUTD came over and yeah, you do not get much sleep when a friend stays over in your place, or when you stay over in your friend's place. Initially, I thought my lethargy is because of the lack of sleep from that night, but on the subsequent nights, even when I slept at 11 and woke up at 8 (already moved to my permanent room), I still felt really tired. It is possible that I did not sleep well, though, because of the ceiling fan's location I mentioned earlier.

Actually, the main misfortunes are not that many, but it is something that is with me the whole time, making it feels like a "series" (especially the numberless case). There are more little misfortunes along the way, but heck, I should not focus on the past and just hope for the best for the future, especially when I get my Singapore number back! Until next time!

Edit: Oh, and in case anyone is wondering why I put "(specific to me)" in the title of this post, because I noticed that some readers stumble upon my blog because of Google search. For their benefit, I put that string of words inside a bracket to tell them that if they want to know the real Singapore, the real NUS, do not read this. This is just a sort of my brain's diary.