After the grueling overnight orientation and team building activities we had last Saturday, I'm still not used to the surroundings of the AP office. My nerve cells seem to lose their sanity as the thought of being one of the best and coolest student journalists ever is right under my nose. The oldies are incredibly easy to be with. What more can I ask for anyway?


LOTS.

Apparently, the News Editor position was unexpected. I consider anything that involves news a real pain in the ass. I wanted to oppose on the idea but my tounge slipped to my throat as I let destiny submit to its will. MY GOSHIEST GOSH. I just wish I can do this and I never wanna fail their expectations. Demn it. I think I should ask for St. Jude's help by now.


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That's it for now, I should go home before another deluge hits my powerless shoes.

XIAO!