Thursday, June 21, 2007



Yang En - "Eh eh everyone sleep lah. Don't make noise ok?"
Alphonsus - "Yar lah, 5 seconds time if got noise I'll tell a cold joke. 1...2...3...4...5"
Wee Bian - "HI!"
[Massive giggles]
Several - "Wah thanks."

Yang En - "Alphonsus recharge next to the aircon."
Me - "Common mistake. The aircon recharges next to Alphonsus. Cold is not the absence of heat, but rather the presence of Alphonsus."

Wai Hong - "Does the hole have to be circular?"
Me - "No, any shape. Square, triangle, circle, turban whatever."

Haha, VSCO 07 June Camp was so fun yes?

*5 minutes later*

And to show my appreciation for all the fun times during this recently-concluded camp I've posted a thank-you note on the VSCO blog which doubles as a friendly reminder of the dawning of end-of-hols. I foresee a mad chiong to finish their homework across the Victorian community . This is procrastination and this is bad. I wish I listened to myself. Noooo, there's always later.

Hey look, later finally came. This is a particularly bad year to not-do holiday homework because my teachers are dilligent and actually care about homework. What a change from the norm! For better or worse.

Went to order lunch for the camp the day before the camp. Diao, small details. But I'm glad I notice them, because at least I'm certain I'm contributing. But anyway, met Danial, Clement and Sheng Qiang ( I think that's how you spell his name ) at school. Ren An came for a little while to watch White Chicks on Danial's laptop. Went for lunch at Parkway with Danial, Clement, Sheng Qiang and Herlene who took forever and eternity and then some to arrive. Clement managed to pull off the "exothermic" reaction on Herlene. She screamed bloody murder. So funny.

Camp itself was so fun, and sooooo exhausting. The first day saw DaZu in the morning. Naturally, without Rosin it was near impossible to play the Cello/Bass/Guan Yue melody properly since my bow kept sliding like it was lubricated. With what? Nothing, it's a figure of speech.

Sec 1s watched 200 Pounds Beauty. Hope they liked it. And Shrek 3. Whee. I forgot to borrow from Yang En. Darn.

Wah, I'm tired man. But I shall blog. Such is my desire to blog. Be grateful.

Amazing Race followed DaZu (but obviously preceded by lunch), with me and Benjamin Ong facilitating group 1, led by Eusebio. . Was a little less than optimistic about my group. But they really proved me wrong during the race. Sure, I hinted a little bit more than the others ( shut up John ) but they were smart enough to figure out most of the clues. Especially the nonchalant way that Eusebio recited the clues and locations.

Funny how most of the locations were affected. Plus+ removed the bolded Plus from their front panel, effectively removing a task. BreadTalk ran out of Wee Bian bread after a while. So yeah. Tasks were affected, but nothing serious =)

We actually finished the tasks first, per se. But Benjamin and I decided to treat them to drinks at SweetTalk, which eventually cost us the first position. As I pointed out to them, it really didn't make a difference, since the point difference was negligible. Plus they got free drinks lor. The only thing lost was the promised treat from Yang En ( since he sniggered that since my team started last, he'd treat me to a "feast" if we returned first ). No loss, since I would never have let Yang En treat me to begin with =) I'm nice like that, right? Right? HELLO... RIGHT?

*Runs to a mirror and nods*

Yes, let us continue.

We half-broke camp, because it's a 2-day camp and it was the 1st day and 1 out of 2 is 1/2 and so it's a half-break (SUCH BRILLIANT LOGIC) and then proceeded to destroy the CO room. Joel, Hao Ming and I played baseball with the duck candles. Vincent, Jing Qun, Wee Bian, Yang En and the rest ran around, all (except the obvious) chasing Vincent to jack him. The duck beak came off during one particularly hard smash. Oops. Fragments of wax littered the ground too.

Took us forever and ever to actually make our way down, and then another eternity to sort sleeping places ( which as predicted ultimately didn't make a damn difference ) before heading off to play Basketball. It was fun, running around like a crack-drug-addict. Bathed ( playing mini-soccer with a can in the showers with Wen Jun, kicking the can under the stalls ) then promptly starved half-to-death. Gastric was practically killing me lor, I could have played the Ju Ma xylophone solo on my ribcage. Anyway, we ( meaning they, under threat of extreme pain AND THEN death) finally ended up at the Parkway food court. Didn't manage to finish my meal despite my hunger though. Gastric in itself killed my appetite.

Was super bitchy and pissy. Sorry.

Comics Connection was the next stop. Some people wanted to buy this incredibly (f)ugly Bleach Rings which were apparently 8 for $4.90. I took one look, rolled my eyes and walked away. If that wasn't a clear clue to how I felt, Yang En asked for my opinion. -.-' I gave it to him. They didn't buy the rings, which turned out be $4.90 per ring. I think.

Went Giant to buy snacks for the planned movie. Snuck (via openly walking through the gates) back into school to find the PSB room occupied by Calvin, John, Naresh and the rest. PB room electrical outlets weren't walking, which originally made me think my laptop was busted. Emo'd for a while. Then around 11, took a nice walk around school with the rest of them ( which means Yang En, Alphonsus, Bryan, Emersius, Benjamin Ong, John, Jing Qun, Wee Bian, Vincent and Chen Ee ). Found out that Alphonsus and John both felt extremely uncomfortable in the left ( when facing it from the basketball court ) portion of the field.

Relieved a small part of PSLTC nightwalk, the worst part. All three of us were super super super uncomfortable with that particular section, all of us feeling that there was something really wrong. I felt very sick, Alphonsus apparently heard crying. John was more or less similar to me, and all three of us had a soccer ball kicked out, from situations not-possible. Mine was apparently kicked out from the ditch, and Yun Jun was definitely NOT in the field, or anyone other than me was in that field for that matter. Nothing...I dunno...Nothing, human? John had his soccer ball kicked towards him, which means from the entrance. No way even Yun jun could have kicked a ball that hard and fast, over -that- distance. I can't remember Alphonsus', but just talking about it then in front of the field made my hair stand. As in, hairs on my arms, not my hair per se. That'd have been cool.

I'm still getting goosebumps really. That was really a bad experience. The second bad experience being walking into a wall because I was trying so hard not to walk into the other wall along the corridor of the flexi rooms.

Decided not to go for another walk around the school. Had an impromptu talk about leadership, in general and specifics, with the Sec 2s. I dunno, it just had this very good feeling to it. On a perhaps more selfish note, it made me feel important. But what's more important, is that I really think we got through to the Sec 2s. Didn't manage to talk about all that I wanted, which I felt was a pity because the 3rd issue I wanted to discuss was actually quite personal and I wanted to talk about it. But never mind, we can always have another meeting. If they are truly interested in leadership, they'll ask me of their own accord.

I really want the next batch to succeed, I really really so want them to be good. I mean...They are such great people, personally. And professionally, while I (and this is my strong opinion) don't feel they are that good, there's so much untapped potential I see. Especially in people like Benjamin Ong ( who I really got to know during the camp. Such a great guy!) who are quiet, but have so much within them. Benjamin Ong, for example, showed me just how mature he is, and what a fun side he has too ( which came out during wet games )

We must make sure they succeed. Not just for CO, but for VS as a school. They will be the future leaders, and I"m determined to see them in leadership positions. Not because they are my juniors, but because...there's so much in these guys, so much that can be contributed.

So...errr...back to camp.

Everyone ( except me apparently ) was super tired. Yang En looked like he was almost dying, from exhaustion, poor boy. Most of them ( except John who went on a date with his "girlfriend" ) were like instantly K.O'ed the moment they hit the pillow. Vincent kun'd almost immediately. Yang En had to go toilet -.-' Walked one big round to go, and we were talking about the previous previous blog post, the emo emo one. Yang En offered his opinion. While it was very comforting to me, really meant a lot to me that he tried to understand, he was still off. Way off. But Yang En, if you're reading this, thanks for trying. I really appreciate the effort.

I can't remember most of that conversation, must have been quite distracted by emo'ness. But I remember clearly Yang En saying that "he understands." and I replied "You don't. You really don't know me Yang En. You know the surface me, and a bit of the deeper me. But you know nothing of the whole me. I've been through some things some people should never go through. Ever. And I'm not prepared to say it out directly, because I'm just not strong enough."

What happens when a person does something so wrong, that it literally "traumatizes" you. How do you react and grow with that fact? I find myself using sharp words as a mini-facade, to keep people from getting too close. And yet, I'm hoping for someone who is willing to just brave the torrent of sharp words to really understand me. I'm looking for that someone.

Slept...badly that night I suppose. The nightmare came back again, which was no surprise to me, despite my efforts not to fall asleep, or to even think about. Yang En, me and Wen Jun were sleeping on a mat in the PB room, me sandwiched ( not quite ) between them. The two of them found ways in their sleep to confine me to a small space. Yang En's knees forced me away, then Wen Jun's legs literally shot out. I curled into a ball and tried to sleep.

It was a ...weird night. I remember a point where I was almost blind in the darkness, but every single sound was so distinct. Emersius snores, a cute little bit, I noticed.

I don't think I really had more than an hour of sleep. I remember waking up on every hour at the very least, and at least 3 to 4 times betweens hours. The environment wasn't exactly uncomfortable, perhaps just unfamiliar.

I was quite relieved, frankly, when 6.30 came around, although the hour before it was when I actually got about half an hour of sleep. Surprisingly, I was really sleepy around 6.15, but decided to stay awake, since I knew if I fell asleep, no way I was waking up until 8. Bathed, changed and then MacDonald'd for breakfast. Didn't really have much of an appetite, even for coffee with way-too-much-sugar-and-creamer.

Arrived back in school late ,almost a parallel of Jing Qun's birthday party event, with me Alphonsus and Yang En ( and joined by Vincent ) going back to school first. Thankfully the Sec 2s weren't THAT late this time, and the events proceeded as usual.

Meta-Physical games were fun. Paper Abyss was supposedly the hardest one, but most groups managed to figure it out. Most, because one or two groups would never ever ever have gotten it without a few clues and hints. The last group, the group with Ze Qing and Melvin inside drove me practically to tears with their unbelievable stupidity and nonsensical methods. Eusebio's group got full marks, not because I"m biased, but because they really were good. They followed instructions to the T, finished the tasks and quickly got the bonus points. It was done in like 5 minutes. Shiok man.

Impromptu wet games after lunch =) Benjamin Ong surprised me with how "wild" he was, spraying water everywhere. Emersius got bombed a lot of times, with water balloons, packets and buckets of water thrown at him ( water, not the bucket itself ). We actually gave the Sec 1s and 2s the prepared water balloons with the promise that if we were soaking wet by the end, we'd release them early.

Duh, we were already soaking wet, courtesy of hyper-ExCo. Emersius was 5 minutes into preparation. Benjamin Ong did it, not me. And Bryan. And Chen Ee. Who for some reason ( HE"S TOO TALLLLLLLLLLLL!) kept getting shot at by the water pistols.

Poh came really early. A new cello bow for $120, and then rosin. I love the rosin, and I missed the rosin so much.

Practice today was really really fun. The rosin really brightened my day, and I love the rosin so much. Ju Ma became so much more pleasant to play without the unnecessary sliding here and there. Even pizzicato sections seemed easier ( which is untrue since rosin doesn't even affect the area on which pizzicato uses ). Went back to the Suzuki Cello book to learn and re-learn. Didn't take too long to learn Nong Nong Ago, the harder version which involved a lot more, a lot harder notes because of their spacing and fingering. Minuet, No 3 was harder because of the lack of a second slur. Normally Bass songs which have slurs over notes played in quick succession, the slurs are found consecutively. Minuet, No 3 however had a slur over the first two notes of a 4-quaver section ( the first two bars in other words ) followed by the usual alternate bowing which left my arms a bit confused. Kept falling into a double-slur, and it took me until after break to finish the song. Not to mention while correcting my tendency for the bow to slide incorrectly and at a wrong angle... And Minuet, No 3 on the piano is the pop version that I used to play, which used a 4-4 timing. This bass one used 3-4 timing. Confusing...

Wow, large paragraph. Hee hee at the KidsExchange / KidSexChange picture on Emersius' blog.

There was this new song I learned, but I can't remember the name. Rizigando or something, a march-like tune. Finally learnt what the hell a second position is ( which is basically using a 2-4 fingering on the G-String B, C ). The song itself was easy, although the triple-quavers proved slightly difficult.

My group won overall =) Group picture will be posted another day because I really really cannot be bothered to upload it to my comp, then to photobucket now. I don't want to. I don't want to. nuuuuuuuu.

Pseudo-Feedback session after breaking camp. Max was damn funny.

Teck Kian - "And then I felt that-"
Max - "Teck Kian don't say too much if not I got nothing to say leh..."

Safety IC Joel re-told the Safety Speech story..

Someone - "Eh, Sulwyn got nose bleed."
Joel - [Damn loud] "Kanina..." *Rushes out* "Who's bleeding!?"

The way he did it was damn funny. As if Sulwyn WANTED a nose bleed. He got nothing to do than to go have nose bleed, issit Joel? Super lol man.

Played Truth or Dare for a while. Yang En got dared to kick me...in the balls. John held me, as I screamed bloody murder and death threats, while Yang En finished his dare. He promptly spun the bottle, and it faced me.

Unfortunately, Yang En got to pick the dare... Let us leave the details unsaid.

Came back, sleeping in the car . 1 hour of sleep, so fun.

Blogging, now duh, full from curry chicken for dinner and ointment rubbed on my aching limbs. Sleeping after this, and then it's going to be a heavy shower of homework the next three days. Better bring the umbrella of efficiency.