Thursday, February 4, 2010

Orientation- From an OGL's point of view

Odyssey 2010. For us, it hasn't been an easy journey (pun unintended). Much was sacrificed; Revision time, missing out on lessons and tutorials (for J2, we're talking about a rate of single chapter a week, so multiply that by 3 subjects), as well as sleep. Yes, sleep. Waking up at 5.30a.m. wasn't all that fine and dandy. Sure, the adrenaline rush drowns out the fatigue after a while, but i'm basically living on a high blood sugar level for the past 3 days. Well, at least it was worth it.

Day 1:
Freshmen of Phobos 6 gathered, unsure of everything. Icebreakers went well enough, though towards the end, things started to get boring somewhat due to the (slight) lack of enthusiasm, but i'll shall just assume that its because everyone was unfamiliar with each other. Shortly after was Pirating 101, the event with the objective of bonding together the OGM's and letting them know each other better. Or at least, that was what was supposed to happen. For me, its just a major suntanning session on the tracks from 11 to 4. I swear my skin has never been redder in my life. Towards the end of the day, it is good to see that some of the P6 members are starting to open up to each other. It wasn't much, but its a start.

Day 2:
The day was started by My Meridian Motto, more commonly known as Banner Painting. I am proud to say that P6's banner was simple but impactful. Fanciful details just don't work out with the time constraint and highly limited colours, but nonetheless, we managed to pull it off with a banner conveying the vibrance and energy of the group. Banner Painting was followed by Max Mission Meridian, which is basically sprinting around the island playing games. Cock-ups were aplenty, from screwing up the destination to finding missing game/zone ICs, but perseverance paid off, and everyone is finally starting to get together, especially after lunch. From here, i therefore conclude that a hungry OGM is an unenthusiastic OGM. As an OGL, nothing couldn't have made me happier to see them actually enjoying themselves, and thank the lucky stars that everyone arrived back in MJ safely. 

Day 3:
Clash of the Vikings got everyone wet and happy(?), or maybe that's just me. But hey, at least it feels good in the sizzling weather. At 12.30, halfway through the COV finale, my mood was ruined by an sms from Jansen telling us that we have to take the  Chem test which we missed in an hour's time. Needless to say, all the s303 OGL's were feeling totally mutinous about it, not to mention being absolutely appalled when they first heard it from me. Mr Tan, being Council TA, was totally against our taking the test, with the reason of us having to perform our duties as OGL's. Honestly speaking, that was the first time i've seen him so furious about something. I'm glad i am not on the receiving end of his wrath. After much negotiation from TA's to TA's and finally to the Chem Dept, it turned out that the decision of taking it lies with us. By that time, we're pretty much convinced that pushing it back one more day will not make much of a difference, so we decided to take the test anyway. Can you believe it? We are taking tests during Orientation, when we are supposed to have fun. That has got to be a historical first.
Bad memories aside, the real fun of the entire orientation only started during Finale. Yup, we danced and partied and shouted ourselves hoarse. High was the word for it, and everyone's spirit was sky high. Literally everybody sang, danced and enjoyed themselves to the fullest. It's good to see all of the P6 cheering and jiving to the DJ's beat. The whole college was totally coming alive.
But alas, good things never last, and just several hours after the fun began, it had to end. Of course, nobody wants to leave without memories, so pictures were taken, and we parted soon after.

It has been a great experience to help 25 strangers come together and eventually become familiar and comfortable with each other. Nothing is more satisfying than seeing the OGM's integrate themselves into the college and make friends with each other. 

In the end, i daresay that great memories of Orientation in MJC will be that in which i was an OGL, as opposed to that which i was an OGM. I'm not putting Fortitude 2009 down, but rather, relishing the memories and experience of being an OGL.


The P6 OGLs. 
We own.

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