EMILY: ghosts! haha. never mind i won’t bother about this too much.
i’m sorry i badmouthed you. (please don’t be angry with me; it was a foolish thing to do)
but believe me, we didn’t circulate anything; it was just among the 2 of us.
i’m glad we sorted everything out with the help of jonathan.
i hope that we won’t have this kind of conflict again.
i hope we will be able to work better now that we know teamwork is essential.
it’s good that we got all of this out before NBC.
it’s good that we pointed out the mistakes that we were all making.
thank you all of you.
and thank you yunyee and zariel for helping me chiong all the full names for mdm zaibon.
i guess we didn’t manage to connect and communicate since the handing over seem so rushed and hasty and all of us weren’t that close like good friends. plus the band wasn’t really in a very good state when the ex-leaders left. but now that i feel that everyone is making an effort to REALLY do their part, i am really, really happy. especially when we got nothing to hide among each other now. none of us knew what we were really supposed to do and it’s good that we finally got the job scopes (AFTER 3 LAGGY MONTHS) and found out what our duties are. i hope that we can really have a chance in bringing the band back up to the standards it was supposed to be at and that we can really make band just about the best CCA anyone could go to. maybe i’m asking too much, but there’s hope. just a tiny bit of hope.
the exchange at Fairfield Methodist yesterday gave us more exposure. Crescent Girls, Anglican High and Choa Chu Kang were also there. they were all good apart from some tiny mistakes. all of them made thank-you cards for us and we were so ashamed because we had nothing to give them except our music and they gave us more than music. ): next time, remember to make something! especially for your sections in the other schools! it’s about the only way to bond.
joanne and i slept on the way back (a nice 40-minute ride from Dover all the way to Pasir Ris and that’s abour 22 MRT stations! if you take the MRT from Pasir Ris to Dover i think you’ll take about 1 and a half hours? around there) and then the saxophone section beside us was laughing like delirious hyenas and they woke me up by whispering my name and calling. (dots) oh well. mix fun, craziness and laughter and you get a very united section like the saxophones. this is good and bad in a way. good thing is you will be able to work together and still enjoy yourself. the bad thing is that the section may keep playing during sectionals and combined?
got stomach ache afterward and even though i wanted to go home, zhihao and emily dragged me to have lunch with them. eunice, beixi and jacob came along too. cassandra initially wanted to come with us but she couldn’t cos i think she got violin lesson. we went to Terminal 1 and they ate at Popeye (or is it Popeye’s?) and i was hunched over a Chinese magazine called 读者. when they finished they were all so full and they sat there relaxing and chatting and i don’t know how they did it but they directed the conversation to someone and began talking bad about him/her. and i said they were being so mean and eunice said i’m so kind and called me a samaritan (although i’m not one). they were all laughing like crazy people and their laughing was all so contagious!
went to Terminal 3 later and it was there we went up to the Viewing Mall. eunice met her friend there.
and this is what we saw below:
nice trolleys eh?
later we went to The Coffee Connoisseur and
my goodness we didn’t fit in there!
eunice and her friend went off to look at stuff.
zhihao didn’t know what to decide so i told him to close his eyes, anyhow point his finger at something and then open his eyes to see what he was pointing at. ‘isn’t that how you make choices?’ i asked him.
‘no,’ came his reply.
wouldn’t it be great if the choices you make in life were that simple? just point from a menu and that’ll be your decision.
zhihao ordered iced lemon tea and beixi decided to get a cold chocolate.
and when the guy came…
‘who is the one having the iced lemon tea?’
zhihao indicated it was him and the person served it to him with this small jug of clear liquid in it.
‘and the one taking the cold chocolate?’
after he left, zhihao was staring at us and saying, ‘i thought how come mr l** was here!’ and we were all trying not to laugh cos this was a high-class coffee-HOUSE we were in and not some normal coffee-SHOP or kopitiam where all the ah-peks drink Tiger beer, smoke and qiao4 jiao3.
don’t you think the glass containing the tea has a super sexy stem? so curvy like a woman!
as though beixi is a guy and zhihao is a girl. i’m kidding, don’t be offended!
the glass was too tall for beixi and zhihao was curious what the clear liquid in the small jug was and he drank some of it.
and then his whole face screwed up like he was having constipation and then we had to restrain our laughter again!
the liquid turned out to be sugar water for the tea.
the very ‘no-taste’ tea.
‘no taste!’ poured sugar water in. sipped. ’still no taste!’ poured some more. sipped. ’still no taste!’
by this time zhihao was so frantic and it was damn comical. this is what we call ‘high-class iced lemon tea’. so sad.
here’s the super sexy stem up close:
i got water, by the way. stupid zhihao plopped a lemon into it.
and because it was a little hot (and you know that i get scared when the thing is too hot, which shows that i fail in the kitchen!) i was holding the glass gingerly and emily and zhihao said that i’m so 斯文. which again, i am not.
later they became crazy and started mixing the sugar water, lemon tea and cold chocolate together. and they squeezed the lemons to get a tangy taste.
it was quite nice, i guess. beixi’s tastebuds so 迟顿. she drank the mixture, did nothing for two seconds and then she went, ‘eh, very sweet!’
i tried it and it was mostly sweet with a hint of lemon.
emily and zhihao said it was damn damn damn sweet.
we tricked jacob into believing the clear liquid was water and asked him to drink it. and then he realised it was sugar water!
they squeezed more lemon juice into the mixture.
beixi: ‘eee, now so sour!’
jacob: ’so sour now.’
emily: *cough cough* ‘eee still so sweet, can’t stand it!’
zhihao: ’still very sweet!’
me: ‘both sweet and sour.’
i seemed to be the only neutral one there. i wonder what would eunice’s reaction have been. haha!
zhihao called for the bill (how come i make him sound like a gentleman when he’s not one? haha, i’m kidding. zhihao’s a nice gentleman) and because he found the mixture too sweet, he ordered a glass of iced water and then he, emily and beixi were snatching the fish-bowl glass (as beixi called it) so they could drink the water. (so immature)
we could finally laugh as loud as we liked when we left the coffee-house. of course not so loud that you go ‘HAHAHAHAHAH’ and everyone in the airport can hear you. but still, no need to restrain anymore!
we walked towards the skytrain and then they kept stepping at the back of each other’s shoes. see so immature. all of us except zhihao went to the skytrain. he went to find the arrival hall to meet Derek Bourgeious, who came down yesterday.
we parted ways, one by one. beixi went to the train bound for Boon Lay, while jacob, emily and i went to the one bound for Pasir Ris. jacob went off at simei, emily went off at tampines and i went off at pasir ris. and when i was going down the steps from the platform, still smiling to myself over such a crazy day, someone called me.
it just happened to be weijun and he said i looked so flushed.
me: ‘haha, i’m just happy.’
him: ‘what, you got a boyfriend?’
me: ‘no, i went out and…had a lot of fun.’
i couldn’t possibly narrate to him all that i’d just experienced–all the fun and laughter suddenly seemed strange compared to a not-really-easygoing person. so anyway, yes, i did have fun. and i asked him about the MCs that were making the file bulge and for the soft copy of the attendance lists. he was shocked that they’d all been used up so fast cos he told me he’d printed 15 sheets each for each level. i didn’t realise all the lists finish so fast.
oh well. it has been a rather long time since i went out apart from the time i went to watch The Leap Years with pork, mushroom and 老公. i’ve just run through my June, October, November and December 2007 archives and have found no entry when i went out to play. and i remember for a fact that i haven’t gone out for the whole sec2 year unless you count the time i went to do the art project with zhihao, pork, auntie lee and clar. sec1…? i don’t think i went out during the December holidays 2006…
6 months in 2006 (went out in June 2006 only),
1 whole year of not going out in 2007 except for The Seeker in October,
6 months in 2008 of not going out except for The Leap Years in February.
so it’s like 3 months but if you count in everything ever since sec1 (all the times i haven’t gone out) then it’s a year and 10 months.
but it’s not that i really like home, anyway.
