Cold Shadow

The Heat is On

2006-07-05T21:28:00.000-07:00

One more week before the Nationals 800m. I've been trying my best to prevent myself from falling sick, although many friends around me have became sick. Every where around me is infested with lots of germs.. germs.. GERMS!!

I've found some really lame one-liners:

I wondered why the Frisbee was getting bigger, and then it hit me.
Treat each day as your last; one day you will be right.
The early bird may get the worm, but the second mouse gets the cheese.

Yep. Hey the other day the chinese oral, tat Aileen was shaking her legs lor. Shaking shaking.. Walao! Damn earthquake, damn distracting, damn wrong! I shan't think abt it.. *Shaking shaking..* Got to learn quite abit about the other really quiet classmates, thought it'd be nice if they were to interact more with the class freely.

Forgot to type in the pulau ubin partial class outing the other day. Woah, tat zihan lar, act man, then in the end like bapok like tat. Tell me dun needa bring sunblock, in the end complain say his skin pain, here pain, there pain, backside oso pain. But the trip was nice lar. We even tried to go into some dirt path, then zihan say he v scared, still v young, wanna live longer a bit. Walao.. Be more man lar! Anyway, since his chicken heart cannot take it anymore, then we retreat lar, drink some coconut. Hah! Weishen too long nv exercise, too unfit already. Ok, i think the nxt time the best is to class outing there. The chalet damn nice. Then tat outward bound, walao.. scold me. Walao.. me and tommy lost communication then in the end i was there letting tat guy scold me lor. Anyway, my bike was a good one lar, so no prob. But i think zihan has some prob down there after that..

The ah kuas were the highlight of the day. Weishen was pointing out to me how his class professionally handled a ah kua tat day and then tommy suggested to book one akua for that day. Ok lar, cheap and disease free.

My holiday is gone...

2006-06-24T22:50:00.000-07:00

Time simply flies and I have come to the last week of my holidays. Tomorrow marks the beginning of my first term exams and I also thought that it would be a great time to test how much I've actually know.

During the whole of the last week of the holiday, I was down at MD7 at the department of Biochemistry researching on sth abt purifying CD38, an enzyme involved in immunology. Anyway, it was fun as in it was very new, but things start to get really really bored when I had to keep repeating the experiments without even knowing what went wrong! Well.. Maybe this is science research.. I was the only guy there, with three other RJ girls. Hmmm.. There was this girl who seemed to be lacking in manners.. Burping loudly on numerous occasion in front of everyone, sitting with her legs wide open, yawning without even attempting to cover her mouth, bitting her fingers during research work (eek!), cleaning her teeth after meal, scratching her butt blatantly, carrying an offensive bo, very bushy and untidy hair, and on top of that, a freaking weird personality!! Haix.. Her self esteem must be supremely low.

Training was getting very very tough for me. Very very tiring i think, and also becoming dull. But i still managed to pull it through.

One day I was talking to an ex-classmate abt our sch. She happily described what happened in her school. Similarly, the question was posed back to me, " How's ur school? Any interesting things happening in ur sch? " I paused and thought for quite a while.

Expectations

2006-06-02T04:54:00.000-07:00

To love is to be vulnerable. To attempt anything - music, love, art - is to risk failure, and that takes a kind of courage, and an openness to change. I've made a decision, and do not, and any time, intend to go back to square one. I only have the rights to my actions alone, never its fruits. My plight, you will not understand. I seem to reap what I sow. One last thing which I ask of you is for you to work hard for your 'O' Levels.

I was awarded the MOE Pre-U Scholarship and the A*Star Science Award. The other day, my Chinese teacher said something which inspired me a lot. Her words, I felt, were poignant. Following that I was appointed the role of the Cross-Country Captain, and that means I'm be leading the team to spear-head the competitions.

I've read quite a bit of comments on my tag board. I apologise if those comments seemed ignored.

Sometime ago, I heard a story. Once there was a centipede who used to dance extremely well with all her hundred legs. Different animals used to assemble and watch her dance with admiration, and all sang her praises except one tortoise who was jealous of the centipede, as he could not dance at all. One day he went and slyly told the centipede that he was a great admirer of hers, but he wanted to ask her one question. He had been watching her closely, he said, and he wanted to know, did she lift her leg number 51 before lifting leg number 79? The centipede started thinking about what she actually did when she danced. The result was that she never danced again.

One thing which I've learnt recently is the spirit in which I do my work. What's important is how I shoot the arrow. It really does not matter whether I hit the target or not. Of course this doesn't mean I shouldn't expect results. In fact, it is good to have a clear mental picture of my ultimate goal, so I know exactly what I am striving for. If I drop the thoughts about the results from my mind, I will thus be able to pay better attention to the details of my actions.

Anyway, walao.. I'm on u tube.. So embarrassing..

Arh.. rumours has it going in the class that.. Who does Clarice exact want? Junjie or that guy who's always with her.. Can't recall his name oso. Well the class is watching in anticipation. Don't keep us in suspence too long, Clarice! Of course secretly, I support Junjie.. Haha. Stalker XXX seemed much quieter these few weeks. Perhaps she stalk too much already.. until too tired no more energy. Haix.. The legendary Tang sisters, when they talk like alien communication. Nobody understand. Walao.. like some kind of mouse squeeking, but then somehow rather they seem to understand what each other is talking about.. And then also, 369 has come to my attention lately. Better stop herre, in case some one beats me up.. Hmmm.. I heard Mei Ping had been bad mouthing me alot in front of her friends, especially Lily. Who the hell is Lily anyway?

Gotta study and prepare for the terms exam now..

Equipoise

2006-04-26T22:00:00.000-07:00

Finally everything has fallen into place after a few weeks of hectic lifestyle. I had to submit the stupid Preliminary Idea, contact the Science Research professor, participate in sports meet, revise for the many many tests and also lots of lots of other things else. Hiax.. Realyl can't stand it man, juz as i thought i could slack after the Nationals, there's still so many stuffs waiting for me to complete. Even up till now I still owe teachers a couple of work.

Well, last Friday I attended the A*STAR interview. Erm.. There's nothing wrong with my answer, but then I didn't elaborate enough, so my answer can simply be labelled as cliche. Haix.. After so much preparation n so on, i could only asnwer so pathetically.But nvm, i learn and the following wednesday, I'm gonna perform even better at the MOE Pre-U Scholarship.

Then on Saturday had a long discussion with group members on the Group Project Proposal. Basically, the group was really really very cooperative and was very vvv patient. Even though the whole meeting took more than 4 hrs, the grp managed to stay focused and did really lots of stuffs. No slacking.. No nothing.. Only group discussion.. Btw i thought I gotta do more reading up and much more preparation before calling up a meeting. I feel tat the meeting was too long and the main reason was because i did not issue clear instruction on how to go abt doing everything. Anyway, i had a bad sore throat after speaking coninuously for more than 4 hrs.

Soon it was Wednesday and right there at the interview center, I was asked many many many many questions by the panel of judges. One of them is JJC principal, another one is a principal from another school, another is a MOE officer. Haha, i handled their questions rather confidently and then i think i would be able to secure the scholarship. The A*STAR interview basically taught me lots of stuffs and then i picked up quickly and then no problem abt everythign on that interview.

Sports meet.. Haix.. I'm so so so sick already lor.. Feel like vomitting, had a v bad sore throat and cough and still muz run somemore. Wad the.. But then no choice leh.. All my classmates are there supporting me and the teacher too. Won't it be bad if i didn't run? Ya eventually i ran and got a rather fast timimg.

Now i'm having fever, flu, cough and sore throat. Wad a combination! No choice.. Still muz go to school..

None of my Business

2006-04-18T02:19:00.000-07:00

Well it's been quite some time since Mandy has been trying her best to really insult me and then trying to make me feel really bad about myself. Haix.. Don't she know that I don't even care about her opinions about me? Unless that opinion is from someone important to me lar, then i care. If not, it appears to make her seem like someone who likes to comment about everything under the sun, except herself. -.-"

Oh yar, Clarise proudly announced to the class that she's gonna donate her uterus, coz she dosn't need it anymore. Huh?? Yep, she's really proud of tat! Anyway I saw the advertisement on organ donation. The ad was highly misleading. It shows donating an organ (aka Klavichord) and initially i thought it's really donating an organ. But on second thought, does organ donation require a form? Wad is going on? Then I realised that.. %^&$* .. Yep that's wad they actually meant..

School's coming up with quite some events. The choir concert and guitar and so on. Which one should I go? None i supposed..

Anyway, rumour has been going on that there are some particular girls in this school who are real flirts. I wonder if tat's true..

Want

2006-04-12T21:44:00.000-07:00

One week passed since I've last wasted quite some time on this blog. A quick glance on what had happened this week - Training for interview for MOE Scholarship, Fiona's birthday, National Cross Country. Without further rubbish, let's get down to real monkey business!

Well the interview training really made me look like a big fool. I couldn't even answer simple questions the "correct" way. Seems like I better have more practise and so on. Anyway, really just hope to get this scholarship.

Then comes Fiona's birthday. Despite of the very rush schedule, I still managed to squeeze out some time to meet her at the Esplanade. Everything went according to plan, or rather not really. The present was prepared actually quite some time ago and I had to be extra thrifty these few weeks. Maybe.. I could have put on the necklace for her? Erm.. On second thoughts, better not coz I had to respect her oso. Two students in school uniform sitting by the bay.. :)

National X Ctry. Didn't make it into the team. I was only involved with taking down the results. It really moved me a lot to see so many people put in so much effort just to run that race. People collapsing, crying, limping.. But when my Bro crossed the line, feelings took a sharp turn for disappointment sets into me. He chose his path, went through so much, but yet had such conclusion. I saw him cry, and tears began to form in my eyes. There seems to be something telling me that perhaps this the way it has to be, the decline of fitness. However, the emotional moment of the day came when the 'A' Boys won Team First. After so much conflict, effort and everything, what my Bro called it as Blood and Tears, the team emerged as champions. The school supporters gathered to sing the school anthem. Even some of the uncles who were perhaps old ACS boys sang. My bro cried again as he lifted up the championship shield. Truly worth admiration, truly worth the applaud of many. Truly, this was the day many people was waiting for. A bit exaggerated I supposed coz when RJ won, they didn't really enter such drama. Erm.. Perhaps tiz the ACS tradition - crying for everything. -.-" The post-race celebration went on quite until very late. Feeling worn out, people dragged their feet home and ended the odyssey of the team. Is it my turn next year? I'm not sure as I have other plans in mind..

Decrepit

2006-04-07T01:37:00.000-07:00

Another day of rushing homework. It seems to me that I'm always trying to hit the deadline or sth like that. I'm quite tired of doing that and would therefore would planning my time well, and that would means less TV time and SMSing time. Haix.. Yar lor, on the bus oso muz make good use of the time to do homework, or else what ya expect? Dun study and expect to get good grades for the exam?

Anyway, got to hear a little bit about classmates. Juitlian went to Italy yesterday, Sophia's currently studying in UK, Jiamei's mother juz passed away recently, and NJC funfair coming soon. Tiz's quite pathetic coz I nv really stay with contact with my former classmates. Who to stay in contact with? People like Jiamei? Huh!

For me, staying optimistic has cut down alot of my complains. Respecting everyone at anytime, anywhere, has caused me to run dry of criticisms. Piles of workload hav made me work like a robot. Luckily there's still a personal diary to capture snipets of my happenings in school so that I can actually relax myself and reflect on myself.

And yeah, I was granted the interview for the MOE Pre-U Scholarship. Quite good, considering out of sooo many in my school applied, only 5 was selected for the interview. This goes to show the level of competition out there, so how to I show that I'm the rightful candidate for the scholarship? Not sure, next tuesday going for a specially arranged lesson to learn how to deal with such interviews.

How about something else? Like the people around me? Currently quite fun in school, although i dun talk alot nowadays coz I needa get my stuffs done first before i can actually sit down and waste time like i've always did.

So should i go for anymore interview by NUS prof? Haix.. Tat prof chang pressing me to giv him a reply. I think i'll juz tell him that my com break down, then sch library can't use yet, then all those crappy excuses, then aiyo nxt monday muz giv reply already. I supposed tmr muz tell him already. Tat Tong yen wah oso nv say anything much, juz ask me to go home and think about it. Quick lar! Reply leh! Or else I'm gonna smack ur face!

Glaciation

2006-04-05T22:15:00.000-07:00

And so the story continues with me getting to know my classmates better as the day pass by. What actually happens is that i didn't really get to know any of my classmate. I juz leave everything to nature, whether or not they talk or not, i dun really care.

But somehow rather it works. Instead of being alienated, I actually feel comfortable speaking to them at anytime. Anyway, it's a class of scholars, so what else do i expect? I like my class and my school alot.

These few weeks I was going for many interviews with professors. Walao, they really know how to talk n talk n talk.. No wonder their hair all drop off. See lar, becoz of them i hav to skip training and many other things else. Can't stand it actually, but i thing anyway i must be worth my effort. Prof all so high-high-up-there, so nv i'm gonna learn n learn n do my research.

Next week Fiona's birthday is coming, so i was wondering wad's up.. My mother jealous already, her birthday i oso not so enthu.. Muz go sweet talk my mum already.. :0

Ok, national x-ctry coming, nxt wed. Omg.. i can feel my team's fire burning up their pants. They're really hungry for medals, the shiniest and most colourful ones of course. They'll be out there to kick other ppl's butt and win; I hope.. {-.-"} Haix, i'm growing more attached to the team already. How to leave??

Back to my work now, got lots of homework ever since 1st 3 months finished. Gotta go do some reading up on polymers for liver tissue engineernig already. Or else kana..

10 Traits of a Good Blogger

2006-01-29T17:18:00.000-08:00

Feeling passionate about the topic
Writing wonderfully
Posting often
Developing a nose for information
Looking outward
Staying open and accessible
Moving forward with creativity
Handling criticism gracefully
Being honest
Knowing where you're going

Sweetz

2006-01-28T16:06:00.000-08:00

Glancing at my watch, I knew I would be late should there be some traffic congestion. Fortunately, the taxi drove swiftly and smoothly, sending me to the destination on time.

Then, I received this sms - "I be late 4 another 10 min." This gave me some time to gobble down a plate of chicken rice for lunch. Frankly speaking, I hated eating in Orchard Area. The food is expensive and tasted horrible. If not for the rush of time, I would have eaten before I arrived.

After Fiona arrived, we played pool for around an hour. She was a bit reluctant to play initially, but I dragged her along. Wow, she's a fast learner and played very well, considering it's her first time playing.

After pool we went into a music store. Ayumi's latest album!! I've got all her major albums, except the first one. By the way, Fiona gave me a bottle sweets as a medicine to cure my Too-tired-until-can't-talk-n-oso-dun-wanna-talk disease. As the name suggested, common symptoms of the disease are.. Erm.. The name of the disease is quite self-explanatory.. And she also bought 4 Fun O Rama tickets. Woohoo!

Then we watched HuoYuanJia. This movie is really nice and has a profound meanings behind it. The only setback was that the guy in front of me was sitting up very straight. As he has a chicken hairstyle, his head blocked half the screen. Despite of that, the show's really great and I would recommend it to my friends.

After the movie we explored Heeran to look for the Neoprint shop. Unbelievable! We spent quite some time thinking about how to pose. Since Neoprint is usually girls' stuff, I dunno how to pose. Anyway, she insisted on paying for me and I wanna thank her for the treat. Btw, it feels really weird to have a girl pay for me. :(

Oh no! We're late! Even the shop attendant is politely telling us to hurry up! Gotta rush back for reunion dinner..

4th Day of Sch: Orientation

2006-01-06T04:21:00.000-08:00

Well this was it! The final day of my orientation. As usual, we started the morning with marathon speeches on subject combinations. Zzz..

3rd Day of Sch: Orientation

2006-01-05T02:46:00.000-08:00

The morning started as usual with the long speeches. I was dozing off, and perhaps drooling during the speeches. It was very cramp and there was not much space to stretch out my legs. This reminds me of the times at Commonwealth Sec where the students had to squeeze themselves into the tiny hall.

After a long long while, it's finally time for orientation programs! Starting it would be the KM3 News, a news report skit put up by some JC2 students. Being absolutely hilarious, it really made most of the audience laugh until they're breathless. The News featured a person, Ian, who was turned into a frog by some mysterious guy. According to the storyline, the four Lossehelins - Carnsir, Celahir, Glofindel and Kyofu were manipulated by the Grand Chancellor Qutti Tavaley into fighting and killing each other. Well, lame as it could be, it was a great start for the day.

The Mass Rally awaits us next. We screamed, shouted, rocked our body while we cheered. Nothing special.

Finally, after the Mass Rally, we could start the games. Waiting for the people in KinDaiChi to gather took lots of time. By the time we gathered, the games areas were already occupied by other groups. We waited for other groups, and in the meantime we practiced our Mass Dance. However, other groups "cut queue" and we waited even longer because of that. Then we migrated to other the other game area, waited, then to another area. As such, we waited and waited. After an hour, we hadn't started any games at all!

It was eventually our turn to play! Wait a minute, the sky.. Oh shit! Raining?! Wtf! No choice, we had to wait, again. Sianz!

*Fast-forward* The first game we played was about attacking enemy flag. The objective is to protect our own flag against water bombs AT ALL COST and to attack the enemies' flags. I was the attacker, missing both of my water bombs and hopelessly watching my own flag being bombarded by the enemy. Omg! My flag's all wet, and this means.. My group had to roll on the mud as a forfeit!! Yuks! To "spice up our lives", the other teams deliberately threw more water bombs onto the mud to make it even muddier. Well, this the way, winners triumph, losers sux. Alright then. *Cover my face* Rolling, rolling.. Yuks!

Scanning.. I'm 50% covered with mud. Advancing to the next station. Wad's that? Dun tell me that is.. Oh my.. Another dirty game?! Well, although sliding on plastic mats stained with starch, water, mud and dirt might seem absolutely revolting at first sight, it was actually very fun! Competing against other groups, we were to dash towards the mat, and upon reaching it, diving onto the mat and sliding all the way till the end of the mat. Horribly disgusting, but nice. Then I'm almost entirely covered with mud coz I over slid and went off course into the mud. Some of the girls in my group protested and demanded "cleaner" games. Naturally, they backed out and this meant I had to slide another few times. Oh No!! And so, one by one, each team member dived. Finally, the score was tied at 8-8. My turn next. *Run.. Dive.. Yeah!!* 9-8. At last, no forfeit for KinDaiChi! Phew! What a close shave with mud! Oh well, I ended up with a couple of scratches on my knees and was "muddified".

Later, KinDaiChi went for lunch. While I was queuing, I met QiYi and chatted with her. Up till then, she didn't know my name and vice versa. I was supposed to guess her name, based on the only hint that her name are both Chinese digits. I guessed.. 38? (Joking, don't take it seriously) She added some Soya sauce on, supposedly, her plate of chicken rice. *Keeps adding and adding..*

Qiyi *astonished* : "Is it.. enough?"
Ee Cheong *bewildered* :"Huh?! Isn't this your plate?!"
Qiyi *taking another plate* : "No, that plate is mine."

Oh no.. There goes my lunch..

After that, we went for games. Raining again?! Why were we so unlucky? Every time when we were just about to start playing games, it either rained or we had to wait a long time till it's our turn. Meanwhile, we practiced the Mass Dance. Soon, the rain was going to stop. Ignoring the other group, KinDaiChi ran to the field and "booked" a game spot. This time, no one could stop us from playing games. Haha!

The fun began. The game we were about to play involved kicking, throwing, heading, everything - as long as the ball landed into the opposition's bucket, it's considered a goal, very much like Basketball (or Bucketball). As such, KinDaiChi ran, rammed, kicked, slipped, catch and even snatched the ball. It's rather rough and dirty, but 'shiok' was all I could say. The game ended with both sides drawing.

Next, while KinDaiChi was waiting for the next game, I stole some water bombs and bombarded Kenneth, Christina, Bryan, Qiyi and some other KinDaiChi people with the bombs. In retaliation, these people ganged up against me and swarmed towards me. I managed to escape most of their bombs, but eventually, I fell into the hands of Christina who grabbed my arm. I was caught! Soon, KinDaiChi surrounded me, brought me down on the mud and.. Taupok!!

The next game was something like Catching, but there's some variation. There's only two Johnny Green Giants (Catchers), one from each side. The others were supposed to escape from these opposition Catcher. Those who were caught would turned into sprouts, static Catchers. One by one, I saw my team mates turning into sprouts. Very soon, the people from both sides were turned into sprouts after a lot of chasing and running away. No one won, no one lost, so no forfeit! *Pant.. Pant..*

This time, the timing for the rain was right. Rain started pouring once the game ended. No more games, we'll just go for a water break.

As I returned from the water break, the ACJC Choir had already started singing Christmas Carols at the lobby. Hey, wait up! The place was so packed up with audience. Even with tip-toeing, I couldn't see anything. Hmpf! Forget it!

Back to the concourse, Rebecca and Jun Yi were playing Pepsi-Cola. Woah, two of the quietest girls in KinDaiChi spontaneously started playing a rough game. Very soon, all the people joined in. I started off aggressively, commencing attack immediately. And this meant that once I missed a shot, that's it. In other words, I was down very soon. While I was concentrating on the game, Christina "Nana" crept up to her unsuspecting victim (me!) and smashed a water bomb on my back. Argh!! You better watch your back, coz u're gonna be wet very soon!

After that, the group gathered with the OGLs and played the Animal game again.

Soon enough, the Mass Rally awaited us. As usual, we screamed till our throats burst. Oh my.. Deborah's hair was covered with mud. It looked like.. shit! Ya by the way, did I mention that she had a loud voice comparable to a loud speaker?

When the Mass Rally was over, I went to bath. Huh..?! No where to hang my clothes n valuables?! Forget it! And so, I dragged my feet home and ended my 3rd Day of AC Odyssey.

2nd Day of Sch: Orientation

2006-01-04T03:32:00.000-08:00

The 1st day of orientation ended so quickly, I hadn't had enough fun! Slept for only four hours, so I was really sleepy when the 2nd Day of orientation arrived.

The day started similarly, ya.. long speeches. Let's not talk about the boring stuffs. The day really started when we were back into our group - KinDaiChi!

Wailo x7 (Echo).. This is one of the AC cheers. One after another, cheers were blasted out of our throats. The morning seemed long and the cheers were lacking vigor. Well, no problem with that. It's only the beginning!

Then our group learned the mass dance again. Haix.. AGAIN! Slowly, but surely, we learnt the moves, one after another. My partner, Rebecca, seemed very tired. Who wouldn't be? From my tone, anyone could tell that I was bored. The other people were confused about the steps. Monkey see monkey do. Without the elder monkey, nearly everyone, including me, didn't continue dancing. Believe it or not, many of us have NEVER dance before, let alone dancing with partners from the opposite sex.

Before going for our games, we played some mini games like husband-and-wife.

After that we played a game "musical chair". Same rules apply, but the chair is very, erm, soaked with soap. Nobody wanted to risk getting their bottoms wet, so the pace of the game was lethargic. *Yawn* I guided the blind folded partner to the chair. Slowly and slowly, partners were eliminated one by one. We were the last partners to be eliminated. In other words, after we were gone, there's only two partners remaining. The game became really fun only when there's very few partners left. Luckily, we were eliminated because the last two partners really got wet eventually.

Lunch break arrived. *Fast-Forward* Well, mass dance, again. I emphasize, AGAIN! Aiyo, when will it end? *Fast-Forward*

Games! The second game, playing of water bombs. Two teams were supposed to act like death prisoners, standing in a row, waiting to be mowed down by water bombs. Initially, I was in the center again. Huh?! Doesn't it mean I would get out of the game very soon, again? Fire! One by one, my team mates were "shot dead". I managed to escape, if not barely. Next, the remaining survivors from both teams charged at each other and went for the kill. I was hit. End of story.

The next one, water bomb. This time the primary objective was to snatch a water bag from the pail and run back to our own line. Initially the people were confused and didn't know what to do. Well, there's nothing special about this game, so I shan't describe how the game went on. Btw, it's already drizzling quite heavily.

Now comes the fun part! Papaya touch rugby!! Disgusting is all I could say, yeah, utterly disgusting. Ran about in the muddy field and played with the squashed papaya. Hmm.. all thumbs up for this game!

While we wait for the rest of our team mates to finish their game, there was a mini battle between me and some of the team mates - attacking each other with loads of water bomb. These people had a plan in their mind - to stay put beside the water bomb supply and wait till I ran out of "ammunition". Well, I could still do some short sprints, so sneaking up was my main "strategy" These people were sharp! I was detected, the others were alerted. Fire! I was brought down.

The CCA Display that followed closely was as impressive as the one I witnessed during the Open House. A pity that Kimdaichi was short of time! Signed up a few sports CCA, expecting to go for the trials and then I'll decide which CCA I'll really like and wanna join.

Following that we were taught the first line of the school song. By now, the group leaders were already exhausted. What's more, Kenneth from my group rubbed the squashed papaya skin found on the field against Christina's hair. Yuks! As expected, Christina was sort of upset over it, but still manage to control her emotions very well.

Finally, the Mass Rally whereby all JC 1 students screamed at the top of their voices to cheer. After the devotions, the day ended shortly afterwards.

Well, although the day seemed short, and my teammates didn't talk much, I couldn't start describing how much I like the school and the people around me. Why is this so, I'm not sure either.

1st Day of Sch: Orientation

2006-01-03T05:31:00.001-08:00

Well, after such a seemingly short holiday, school reopens while I drag myself to school. Of course, the first thing I must know is how to get to school.

And so I got sited, blah blah blah, this shit that shit, and so on. Well there's this teacher who looks very friendly, but is actually the discipline master. He's quite a humorous person.

Now let's get started.

The first "game" my group play is the "name" game. The guys are supposed to memorize names. I'm the last one in the group, so I must memorize the most names. Oh my god, I could hardly hear them talk coz the place is very noisy. Now I can only remember Thung, Nana, Jasmine, erh.. not too sure lehz. Mostly, the guys only spoke to the guys, while the girls spoke to the girls. I too spoke to only the guys, and nothing much actually, coz I'm supposed to know only their full names and birthdays, which proved to be quite a challenge for a half woken mind. And so the time passed as my group played games like "blow wind blow" and so on.

Then there was the mass dance. I was paired up with Rebecca (Don't know if I have spelled it correctly) from Fairfield Methodist and was told to dance with her. Huh? I don't know how to dance, and now I must start off by dancing with a girl? Alright then, so I learnt. Meanwhile she must have felt very awkward to be holding a guy's hands and dancing. Initially it was difficult, but after a while we slowly picked up and learnt a few beginner steps.

After which there was the cheers introduction, so we screamed, shouted, and so on.

Later came some outdoor games like "Captain Water bomb" and "Floor ball". Haix, lost both matches. But then won a rather unseat game whereby the group was expected to perform breathtaking stuns... ... like placing the face on the starched mat. Unbelievable! Who could have thought of such a game? Keez.. Ya, won a Frisbee game by one point. :)

Finally, the day ended with a "cheer contest" whereby the loudest cheers win, as expected.

As I reached out for my phone, Fiona smsed me.

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2005-12-30T18:21:00.000-08:00

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