Hey baby i hear the blues calling
tossed salad and scarmbled eggs.
and maybe i seem a bit confused.
but hey i've got you pegged.
but i don't know what to do with those tossed salad and scrambled eggs.
they're calling again.
Friday, December 31, 2004
Wednesday, December 29, 2004
vid says that if you look back on a year and feel no emotion, that year was a year wasted.
today was spent lounging around zach's house. watching harold and kumar.
wait backtrack.
today was the moving ceremony from mt sinai campus to bishan.
was totally against it cause it was so huge and impersonal compared to the small run down place we had before. sure the campus sucked, but it was cozy. and we got to see everyone so often too since it was so small we'd always bump into people.
the ceremony itself wasn't exactly very emotional.
especially for someone who has been going to rj and sitting on the steps above the netball court ever since she was 8, to wait for her sister to finish training and come home.
and how i used to be afraid of that yellow statue, the bust of raffles.
but the steps leading to the hall in front porch. where i spent eternity frozen in one position for open house.
or that bamboo garden where another eternity was spent. and photoshoots as well.
the hole in the wall where we'd climb and just sit in there.
the ts block. which was cold small and rundown. yet horribly cozy.
the lts which we used to rehearse for lysis.
the spex gal where we all slept together during the camp and vid and i were sharing a sleeping bag and i contemplated pushing her off onto pravin.
the indoor gym where we'd play inter class hockey.
basketball at the basketball courts.
the track when we used to run when i still could.
the field where the ruggers would play and we'll have to squint to recognize our guys..
sitting in the netball court at night just the 5 of us at camp, staring at the stars.
or watching friends projected on the white wall during graduation ceremony.
the corridor leading to the soex gall from the canteen where we sprayed firas with flour.
the small half classroom where i'd be the only person for tamil class.
the back gate and ghim moh.
our great locker place next to the stinky boys' toilets..
lt 2.5 where we had to learn the stupid dance.
and holland v where we'd go. and sometimes i'll bump into the ac kids.
climing over the gate after they lock us in.
ra meetings in empty places.
the field where we had our floury telematch.
the og place.
playing captain's ball in the netball court. and taking weird photos of us posing in the court in the middle of the rain and stamping into puddles and splashing water at each other.
nice places. too bad that they're not going to be there anymore.
the new rj is big..
i like our new classroom. spacious and less stuffy.
haven't really seen much of the rest. but i guess it's pretty impressive.
yus got interviewed by this person from the news. i was standing next to her.
but i guess after being singapore's top student, she would learn to handle the press really well.
like stupid questions like "how do you feel about the moving ceremony."
the train was nice though. they should rent a train, turn off the lights and blast music. and we can like have this dance train.
so we got to rj bishan. where the ri boys were forced to cheer for us.
haha. and then zach brought us around.
never knew how picky zach ever was. he had to go shopping for sarah's present and like spent millions of hours trying to fund something for her. haha.
but he's a real nice guy. realized today that both him and pravin make good older brothers.
this idiot was disturbing me and they just stared and wanted to go punch that person. but there seriosuly was no use making such a big deal, especially when we were in school uniform.
times like these i'm glad hongyan is around to cool things off. and make us think straight.
and they were like angrier than i was.
"protective". haha.
so i guess the amount of times i complain about the 5 class boys, they actually are kind of nice.
and party at zach's later.
we cooked.
vid screamed.
haha.
i've given pravin the title of friar.
but no one found that funny except for me.
cause he did all the frying and like got burnt 7 times.
i think we kind of broke zach's oven toaster. cause it was spitting fire by the time we were done with it.
so we deep fried everything
and got oil all over the floor.
ok, actually *i* got oil all over the floor.
cause pravin seriously needed to take a break so i offered to take over.
and like got oil everywhere.
hot oil.
and karl and zheng finally showed up so we got to eat by zach's pool. and we started talking about stuff and reminiscing.
and then vid and pravin left to walk suba home and the rest of us went to sit by the pool. and zheng and zach happily splashed all over me and karl.
zheng: eh karl, can i splash water on you?
me: NO. i'm next to him. if you splash on him, i'll get it too. don't you dare try to d..
*zheng splashes, karl moves. and i bear the brunt of the entire splash.*
me:...
zach: hahaha MAN.
and then it became a splash war. poor glenda was caught in the crossfire and became sicker than what she was before.
swimming pool water on a windy night is *cold*.
boys played pool later at his game room. i realized that i wasn't even mediocre enough to let them watch me play.
so i just gave up.
and watching harold and kumar and the racism they go through, it gets you wondering.
today was spent lounging around zach's house. watching harold and kumar.
wait backtrack.
today was the moving ceremony from mt sinai campus to bishan.
was totally against it cause it was so huge and impersonal compared to the small run down place we had before. sure the campus sucked, but it was cozy. and we got to see everyone so often too since it was so small we'd always bump into people.
the ceremony itself wasn't exactly very emotional.
especially for someone who has been going to rj and sitting on the steps above the netball court ever since she was 8, to wait for her sister to finish training and come home.
and how i used to be afraid of that yellow statue, the bust of raffles.
but the steps leading to the hall in front porch. where i spent eternity frozen in one position for open house.
or that bamboo garden where another eternity was spent. and photoshoots as well.
the hole in the wall where we'd climb and just sit in there.
the ts block. which was cold small and rundown. yet horribly cozy.
the lts which we used to rehearse for lysis.
the spex gal where we all slept together during the camp and vid and i were sharing a sleeping bag and i contemplated pushing her off onto pravin.
the indoor gym where we'd play inter class hockey.
basketball at the basketball courts.
the track when we used to run when i still could.
the field where the ruggers would play and we'll have to squint to recognize our guys..
sitting in the netball court at night just the 5 of us at camp, staring at the stars.
or watching friends projected on the white wall during graduation ceremony.
the corridor leading to the soex gall from the canteen where we sprayed firas with flour.
the small half classroom where i'd be the only person for tamil class.
the back gate and ghim moh.
our great locker place next to the stinky boys' toilets..
lt 2.5 where we had to learn the stupid dance.
and holland v where we'd go. and sometimes i'll bump into the ac kids.
climing over the gate after they lock us in.
ra meetings in empty places.
the field where we had our floury telematch.
the og place.
playing captain's ball in the netball court. and taking weird photos of us posing in the court in the middle of the rain and stamping into puddles and splashing water at each other.
nice places. too bad that they're not going to be there anymore.
the new rj is big..
i like our new classroom. spacious and less stuffy.
haven't really seen much of the rest. but i guess it's pretty impressive.
yus got interviewed by this person from the news. i was standing next to her.
but i guess after being singapore's top student, she would learn to handle the press really well.
like stupid questions like "how do you feel about the moving ceremony."
the train was nice though. they should rent a train, turn off the lights and blast music. and we can like have this dance train.
so we got to rj bishan. where the ri boys were forced to cheer for us.
haha. and then zach brought us around.
never knew how picky zach ever was. he had to go shopping for sarah's present and like spent millions of hours trying to fund something for her. haha.
but he's a real nice guy. realized today that both him and pravin make good older brothers.
this idiot was disturbing me and they just stared and wanted to go punch that person. but there seriosuly was no use making such a big deal, especially when we were in school uniform.
times like these i'm glad hongyan is around to cool things off. and make us think straight.
and they were like angrier than i was.
"protective". haha.
so i guess the amount of times i complain about the 5 class boys, they actually are kind of nice.
and party at zach's later.
we cooked.
vid screamed.
haha.
i've given pravin the title of friar.
but no one found that funny except for me.
cause he did all the frying and like got burnt 7 times.
i think we kind of broke zach's oven toaster. cause it was spitting fire by the time we were done with it.
so we deep fried everything
and got oil all over the floor.
ok, actually *i* got oil all over the floor.
cause pravin seriously needed to take a break so i offered to take over.
and like got oil everywhere.
hot oil.
and karl and zheng finally showed up so we got to eat by zach's pool. and we started talking about stuff and reminiscing.
and then vid and pravin left to walk suba home and the rest of us went to sit by the pool. and zheng and zach happily splashed all over me and karl.
zheng: eh karl, can i splash water on you?
me: NO. i'm next to him. if you splash on him, i'll get it too. don't you dare try to d..
*zheng splashes, karl moves. and i bear the brunt of the entire splash.*
me:...
zach: hahaha MAN.
and then it became a splash war. poor glenda was caught in the crossfire and became sicker than what she was before.
swimming pool water on a windy night is *cold*.
boys played pool later at his game room. i realized that i wasn't even mediocre enough to let them watch me play.
so i just gave up.
and watching harold and kumar and the racism they go through, it gets you wondering.
Tuesday, December 28, 2004
new layout.
29th layouts in 3 years.
been blogging long.
this one features led zeppelin.
shan helped me out with a notebook. scrap magazine-y with her sketches.
looks real pretty.
it's now called my scratchbook.
cause it's neither sketchy nor scrappy.
and my handwriting is like chicken scratches anyway, so i guess it fits.
class party tomorrow.
zach's house.
boys are going to try and dunk me again.
i'd better wear something black.
29th layouts in 3 years.
been blogging long.
this one features led zeppelin.
shan helped me out with a notebook. scrap magazine-y with her sketches.
looks real pretty.
it's now called my scratchbook.
cause it's neither sketchy nor scrappy.
and my handwriting is like chicken scratches anyway, so i guess it fits.
class party tomorrow.
zach's house.
boys are going to try and dunk me again.
i'd better wear something black.
Monday, December 27, 2004
things never go straight with the class boys.
i'm half awake and i see a missed call from zheng.
so i call him back.
and the phone rings forever until this unidentified girl picks up, and passes the phone to him.
and i hear him shouting at people from the background about oteam games.. until he finally comes to the phone..
zheng: hello?
me: eh.
zheng: *sprouts something in japanese*
me:.. it's anj.
zheng: oh! MAAAAAAAAAAAANN...
me: ..marvellous.
zheng: MAAAAAAAAANN.. hiii MAAAAAAAAANN. eh man..?
me: ya what?
zheng: i miss you maaaaaaaaan..
me: congrats. anyway, you called?
zheng: yep. i called my darling maaaaaan...
me: because...?
zheng: to tell you that i missed you maaaaaaaaan....
me: ...and?
zheng: that i haven't seen you in a long time...
me: you'll see me on wednesday.
zheng: ya. but i still miss you my maaaaaaaan..
me: ya ok, whatever. so why did you call?
zheng: oh. um.. cause karl asked me to call you.
me: for what?
zheng: cause karl also misses maaan!
me: ya ok. but seriosuly, why did he call?
zheng: actually.. i don't know.
me: you're really useful, you know?
zheng: hahahaha.. you're really funny when you're sarcastic, maaaan..
me: ya ok.
zheng: maaaaan.. i miss you maaaaan..
me: are you in school? is karl there?
zheng: ya. he is.
*silence*
zheng: ...hello?
me: ..where's karl?
zheng: oh! you want to speak to him?
me: ya.. i was kind of hoping that i could sometime this year.
zheng: hahahahahha.. *passes the phone to karl*
karl: maaaaaaaaaaaan!
me: hi karl.
karl: hi maaaaaaaaaaaan.
me: you called?
karl: ya.
me: for what?
zheng: *shouts* tell her that you miss her..
karl: cause i miss you maaaaaaan..
me: great. so why did you call?
karl: oh.. cause.. wait.
pravin: ...hello?
me: ...pravin?
pravin: hi man!
me: eh what does karl want to speak to me about?
pravin: to tell you that he misses you..we all miss you.
me: yes. that's good.
pravin: ya maaan.
zheng: maaaaaaan..
pravin: we miss you maaaaan...
zheng: i miss you the most maaaan...
pravin: maaaan..
zheng: maaaaaaaaaan...
me: eh. wasting my phone bill money la.
so 15 minutes of them going nowhere and finally karl gets back to confirm whether the party's still on.
this is how the phone call *could* have gone.
me: hello.
zheng: eh. karl wants to know if the party is still on.
me: yea. the 29th.
so that's like 10 seconds?
i'm half awake and i see a missed call from zheng.
so i call him back.
and the phone rings forever until this unidentified girl picks up, and passes the phone to him.
and i hear him shouting at people from the background about oteam games.. until he finally comes to the phone..
zheng: hello?
me: eh.
zheng: *sprouts something in japanese*
me:.. it's anj.
zheng: oh! MAAAAAAAAAAAANN...
me: ..marvellous.
zheng: MAAAAAAAAANN.. hiii MAAAAAAAAANN. eh man..?
me: ya what?
zheng: i miss you maaaaaaaaan..
me: congrats. anyway, you called?
zheng: yep. i called my darling maaaaaan...
me: because...?
zheng: to tell you that i missed you maaaaaaaaan....
me: ...and?
zheng: that i haven't seen you in a long time...
me: you'll see me on wednesday.
zheng: ya. but i still miss you my maaaaaaaan..
me: ya ok, whatever. so why did you call?
zheng: oh. um.. cause karl asked me to call you.
me: for what?
zheng: cause karl also misses maaan!
me: ya ok. but seriosuly, why did he call?
zheng: actually.. i don't know.
me: you're really useful, you know?
zheng: hahahaha.. you're really funny when you're sarcastic, maaaan..
me: ya ok.
zheng: maaaaan.. i miss you maaaaan..
me: are you in school? is karl there?
zheng: ya. he is.
*silence*
zheng: ...hello?
me: ..where's karl?
zheng: oh! you want to speak to him?
me: ya.. i was kind of hoping that i could sometime this year.
zheng: hahahahahha.. *passes the phone to karl*
karl: maaaaaaaaaaaan!
me: hi karl.
karl: hi maaaaaaaaaaaan.
me: you called?
karl: ya.
me: for what?
zheng: *shouts* tell her that you miss her..
karl: cause i miss you maaaaaaan..
me: great. so why did you call?
karl: oh.. cause.. wait.
pravin: ...hello?
me: ...pravin?
pravin: hi man!
me: eh what does karl want to speak to me about?
pravin: to tell you that he misses you..we all miss you.
me: yes. that's good.
pravin: ya maaan.
zheng: maaaaaaan..
pravin: we miss you maaaaan...
zheng: i miss you the most maaaan...
pravin: maaaan..
zheng: maaaaaaaaaan...
me: eh. wasting my phone bill money la.
so 15 minutes of them going nowhere and finally karl gets back to confirm whether the party's still on.
this is how the phone call *could* have gone.
me: hello.
zheng: eh. karl wants to know if the party is still on.
me: yea. the 29th.
so that's like 10 seconds?
Wednesday, December 22, 2004
Sunday, December 12, 2004
Wednesday, December 08, 2004
going through my closet today.
to realize that i own 17 pairs of jeans.
and after trying them on again, i can only fit into 2.
so now i have 15 pairs of jeans. that are all too tight. *grumble*
and since a diet's not going to really work..
i've decided to give them all away.
so i'm opening up my closet to everyone.
msot of the jeans are new, since i'm the kind of person who buys something and
a) wears it till it has holes all over, patches them up, and wears it again.. or
b) leaves it in my closet until i outgrow it.
so here are some jeans with the tags still on.
in different colours.
mostly black, navy and blue.
and a pair of cargos. which might be guys' cargos for all i know.
but anyway, the main reason of this post is to tell people about this.
so if you want jeans,
leave me a note.
and come over to try them on.
to realize that i own 17 pairs of jeans.
and after trying them on again, i can only fit into 2.
so now i have 15 pairs of jeans. that are all too tight. *grumble*
and since a diet's not going to really work..
i've decided to give them all away.
so i'm opening up my closet to everyone.
msot of the jeans are new, since i'm the kind of person who buys something and
a) wears it till it has holes all over, patches them up, and wears it again.. or
b) leaves it in my closet until i outgrow it.
so here are some jeans with the tags still on.
in different colours.
mostly black, navy and blue.
and a pair of cargos. which might be guys' cargos for all i know.
but anyway, the main reason of this post is to tell people about this.
so if you want jeans,
leave me a note.
and come over to try them on.
I dont need to be anything other
Than a prison guard's son
I dont need to be anything other
Than a specialist's son
I dont have to be anyone other
Than the birth of two souls in one
Part of where im going, is knowing where im coming from
I dont want to be
Anything other than what I've been trying to be lately
All I have to do
Is think of me and I have peace of mind
I'm tired of looking 'round rooms
Wondering what I've got to do
Or who Im supposed to be
I dont want to be anything other than me
I'm surrounded by liars everywhere I turn
I'm surrounded by imposters everywhere I turn
I'm surrounded by identity crisis everywhere I turn
Am I the only one who noticed?
I cant be the only one who's learned
I dont want to be
Anything other than what I've been trying to be lately
All I have to do is think of me and I have peace of mind
I'm tired of looking 'round rooms
Wondering what I've got to do
Or who I'm supposed to be
I dont want to be anything other than me
Can I have everyone's attention please?
If you're not like this and that, you're gonna have to leave
I came from the mountain
The crust of creation
My whole situation-made from clay to stone
And now I'm telling everybody
I dont want to be
Anything other than what I've been trying to be lately
All I have to do is think of me and I have peace of mind
Im tired of looking 'round rooms
Wondering what I've got to do
Or who I'm supposed to be
I dont want to be anything other than me
I dont want to be
Anything other than what I've been trying to be lately
All I have to do is think of me and I have peace of mind
I'm tired of looking 'round rooms
Wondering what I've got to do
Or who I'm supposed to be
I dont want to be anything other than me
I dont want to be
Than a prison guard's son
I dont need to be anything other
Than a specialist's son
I dont have to be anyone other
Than the birth of two souls in one
Part of where im going, is knowing where im coming from
I dont want to be
Anything other than what I've been trying to be lately
All I have to do
Is think of me and I have peace of mind
I'm tired of looking 'round rooms
Wondering what I've got to do
Or who Im supposed to be
I dont want to be anything other than me
I'm surrounded by liars everywhere I turn
I'm surrounded by imposters everywhere I turn
I'm surrounded by identity crisis everywhere I turn
Am I the only one who noticed?
I cant be the only one who's learned
I dont want to be
Anything other than what I've been trying to be lately
All I have to do is think of me and I have peace of mind
I'm tired of looking 'round rooms
Wondering what I've got to do
Or who I'm supposed to be
I dont want to be anything other than me
Can I have everyone's attention please?
If you're not like this and that, you're gonna have to leave
I came from the mountain
The crust of creation
My whole situation-made from clay to stone
And now I'm telling everybody
I dont want to be
Anything other than what I've been trying to be lately
All I have to do is think of me and I have peace of mind
Im tired of looking 'round rooms
Wondering what I've got to do
Or who I'm supposed to be
I dont want to be anything other than me
I dont want to be
Anything other than what I've been trying to be lately
All I have to do is think of me and I have peace of mind
I'm tired of looking 'round rooms
Wondering what I've got to do
Or who I'm supposed to be
I dont want to be anything other than me
I dont want to be
Monday, December 06, 2004
new shoes.
2005 nike air aims.
never knew nike released their 2005 series before 2005.
or that singapore would even have received that stock yet.
they're actually quite ugly.
wanted to just buy another pair of my old air maxs. especially since they looked so nice and new on the shelf..
but no idiot would go to a shoe store and buy the exact same pair of shoes she's wearing right?
even if it was much cheaper than when it was in season.
2005 nike air aims.
never knew nike released their 2005 series before 2005.
or that singapore would even have received that stock yet.
they're actually quite ugly.
wanted to just buy another pair of my old air maxs. especially since they looked so nice and new on the shelf..
but no idiot would go to a shoe store and buy the exact same pair of shoes she's wearing right?
even if it was much cheaper than when it was in season.
Sunday, December 05, 2004
got this from suba.
If the population of the Earth was reduced to that of a small town with 100 people, it would look something like this:
57 Asians 21 Europeans 14 Americans (northern and southern) 8 Africans
52 women 48 men
70 coloured-skins 30 caucasians
89 heterosexuals 11 homosexuals
6 people would own 59% of the whole world wealth and all of them will be from the United States of America
80 would have bad living conditions
70 would be uneducated
50 underfed
1 would die
2 would be born
1 would have a computer
1 (only one) will have higher education
When you look at the world from this point of view, you can see there is a real need for solidarity, understanding, patience and education.
Also think about the following
This morning, if you woke up healthy, then you are happier than the 1 million people that will not survive next week.
If you never suffered a war,
the loneliness of the jail cell, the agony of torture,
or hunger, you are happier than 500 million people in the world.
If you can enter into a church (mosque) without fear of jail or death, you are happier then 3 million people in the world.
If there is a food in your fridge,
you have shoes and clothes,
you have bed and a roof,
you are richer then 75% of the people in the world.
If you have bank account, money in your wallet and some coins in the money-box, you belong to the 8% of the people on the world, who are well-to-do.
If you read this you are three times blessed because:
1. somebody just thought of you.
2 . you don't belong to the 200 million people that cannot read.
3 . and... you have a computer!
As somebody once said: "- work as if you don't need money, - love as if you've never been hurt, - dance, as if nobody can see you, - sing, as if no one can hear, - live, as if the Earth was a heaven."
If the population of the Earth was reduced to that of a small town with 100 people, it would look something like this:
57 Asians 21 Europeans 14 Americans (northern and southern) 8 Africans
52 women 48 men
70 coloured-skins 30 caucasians
89 heterosexuals 11 homosexuals
6 people would own 59% of the whole world wealth and all of them will be from the United States of America
80 would have bad living conditions
70 would be uneducated
50 underfed
1 would die
2 would be born
1 would have a computer
1 (only one) will have higher education
When you look at the world from this point of view, you can see there is a real need for solidarity, understanding, patience and education.
Also think about the following
This morning, if you woke up healthy, then you are happier than the 1 million people that will not survive next week.
If you never suffered a war,
the loneliness of the jail cell, the agony of torture,
or hunger, you are happier than 500 million people in the world.
If you can enter into a church (mosque) without fear of jail or death, you are happier then 3 million people in the world.
If there is a food in your fridge,
you have shoes and clothes,
you have bed and a roof,
you are richer then 75% of the people in the world.
If you have bank account, money in your wallet and some coins in the money-box, you belong to the 8% of the people on the world, who are well-to-do.
If you read this you are three times blessed because:
1. somebody just thought of you.
2 . you don't belong to the 200 million people that cannot read.
3 . and... you have a computer!
As somebody once said: "- work as if you don't need money, - love as if you've never been hurt, - dance, as if nobody can see you, - sing, as if no one can hear, - live, as if the Earth was a heaven."
Saturday, December 04, 2004
3 days of camp, 946578 bags of luggage.
packing the night before wasn't very successful.
would look for a bag, roll it to my room, sit in front of the computer and chat for a while..
go to the living room, look for the packing list, and come back to the computer for more wasting time.
go to the cupboard to look for clothes,
go to the washing area to look for clothes,
and go to the ironing bag, and you guessed it, look for clothes.
it took me forver to pack because i was getting super distracted by everything.
ended up on the phone with ranon wasting time.
and mentioning that i had half an empty compartment.
so ended up with half a bag filled with newspaper and other miscellaneous logistics that they needed for the telematch like water guns and baking trays.
and then i forgot to leave space for my sleeping bag and shoebag.
so in the end had a huge bag of stuff and two more bags attached to it.
so much for a 3 day camp.
and the first day was actually pretty fun.
thought i'd be quite free being the tribe head, and not having to take charge of a clan of my own, but had to take over leila and yu qing's clan since ranon decided to drop leila, and yu qing wasn't allowed to come.
so suddenly i was in charge of kids.
and i was super apprehensive since i thought that i would have to handle a whole clan alone, and still be tribe head.
and then i called leila who said that she would turn up. but then called me in the morning saying that she had a sore eye and couldn't make it.
and then yuqing somehow turned up so he and i became partners.
he's super nice, actually.
and game for all the nonsense i came up with.
sarah was giving out tags and since he wasn't a registered facilitator he didn't have one.
so i gave him mine. with my name and "head facilitator, tribe head" written on it.
so then we came up with some plan that we should switch names.
which was hilarious.
since people were calling him anjali and he would be stoning until he realized that they were calling him.
and wacko was uber confusing since a lot of times i ended up calling yuqing and then realized that i was actually calling myself.
then switched my name to leila tan yuqing after that.
and he happily wrote "uncle anjie and aunty qing's" on my handbook.
but he was fun to clown around with. and i made him play all the games because our group had an odd number.
and he'd help me carry stuff and during mealtimes he'll just serve me everything before i can pick up the spoon to serve myself.
the group itself was quite fun. they were actually quite quiet. but most people would be. and our group only had one guy. who obiously felt super left out, so i kind of forced yuqing on him, which was kind of mean since the guy seemed to have a crush on yuqing and he felt really awkward.
but it was so much better beind a facilitator than a participant since i could choose whether i wanted to play or not and just make yuqing play if the game was compulsory.
day 1 was just the getting to know them day. so it was just spent doing stuff. and it passed really quickly. and mr kan kicked yuqing out of the camp so i ended up doing reflections alone with the kids, and brought them to the netball court to look at the stars and talk. had to come up with some way to tell them that yuqing wouldn't be coming back.
slept in the spex gal with the rest of the facs. anan didn't bring a sleeping bag, and he looked so pitiful lying on the concrete floor so i gave him mine and vid and i shared hers.
the night was cold *and* we slept under the fan, without a blanket, wearing shorts.
so that was 4 hours of freezing and maybe 2 hours of sleep snuck in.
had to be careful not to kick vid off the steps while we were sleeping..
but actually, it wouldnt be so bad since she would have just landed on pravin who was sleeping below us.
Day 3.
who murdered mr robertson?
day 3 was the proper day where we got to use the things we bought to create games for the underpriveleged kids.
but thanks to sss dominic things screwed up again.
had fun ganging up with anan to bully vid.
and yong huay came over cause she was busking with karl later.
and spent the time stoning around.
since only 6 kids turned up
thanks to sss dominic.
so the camp kind of ended. and spent some time stoning in the ops room.
and had to empty out yus' stuff from our locker acuse they were cleaning them out. and she was in india.
so went home with two extra plastic bags and a pot.
amrita had to help me carry all of them to the car.
got home.
watched kurt nilsen win world idol and fell asleep.
and woke up this morning at 10am.
stoned till now.
who murdered mr robertson? day 3 was the proper day where we got to use the things we bought to create games for the underpriveleged kids.
but thanks to sss dominic things screwed up again.
had fun ganging up with anan to bully vid.
and yong huay came over cause she was busking with karl later.
and spent the time stoning around.
since only 6 kids turned up
thanks to sss dominic.
so the camp kind of ended. and spent some time stoning in the ops room.
and had to empty out yus' stuff from our locker acuse they were cleaning them out. and she was in india.
so went home with two extra plastic bags and a pot.
amrita had to help me carry all of them to the car.
got home.
watched kurt nilsen win world idol and fell asleep.
and woke up this morning at 10am.
stoned till now.
Day 2
ernie and his rubber ducky.
anan reminds me of ernie. of some weirdo reason.
and when we were playing this or that we just kept coming up with the same answers.
same preferences.
but he super owes me for giving him my sleeping bag and freezing my butt of for the night.
hmph. boys. rather sleep on the concrete floor than share a sleeping bag with another guy.
day 2 started with pt.
which was super funny.
all the girl participants were drooling over joseph.
which was hilarious.
and then we had to play inter tribe captain's ball.
and we had to cheer like crazy.
irritating having to keep trying to keep everyone's spirits up.
and had to lead all the cheers.
ended up with a real bad voice.
and then it was the community service where we had to deliver rice to poor people.
so i had to take 2 participants to this woman's house.
and deliver 10kg of rice to her.
which i had to carry, since i felt weird asking the kids to do it.
and also because they might just topple over because of the weight.
the sss dominic guy screwed everything up.
twice.
eurgh.
he gives me the creeps.
really have to give it up to ranon and the organizing committee.
having to manage everything.
they have a whole lot of patience.
all i had to do is take care of war games later that night with cindy and totally screwed things up.
back to the delivering rice thing.
went to this house with this woman. who was real nice.
and she had this kid. who was one and a half
and one of the participants was playing with her. and she kept looking at me.
so the participant put her on my lap.
and she peed on me.
oh well.
and the kid was trying so hard to tell me something.
and she kept talking in tamil and gesturing.
and i no idea what she was saying.
so then we had to go around knocking on people's doors asking if they wanted rice.
and went back to rj after that.
and had lunch and then played wargames when the sun set.
cindy and i had to brief them.
kept having to ask them whether they were lost, cause they kept giving me these confused expressions.
but i guess somehow people understood how the game was supposed to be played.
and cindy and i were temporary "gods" cause we had to go around saving people.
in the end we had to run around and solve disputes.
quite irritating actually, but i had fun.
3L people were arguing among themselves.
quite childish actually.
this was a game for the kids.
and they were playing fine.
and here we were arguing among ourselves.
and coming to me and cindy to complain.
bleah.
for some reason, we were talking about grandparents and i told pravin that i called my grandmother ammama.
and then had to go look for the keys for my tribe's boys' room.
ended up in the canteen looking for pravin and anan.
and the stupid ruggers laughed at me cause i was blur.
me: *shouts from far away* eh! do you have the key?
pravin: *eating with the other ruggers at the table* what?
me: *goes closer* the key?
zach: take it from my bag.
me: *stares at the kazillion bags of ruggers on the canteen table* which bag?
zach: *points* that bag?
me: this bag?
pravin: ammama! the black bag la!
me: which?
anan: AMMAMA. that bag.
other rugger: *bangs down zach's bag* THIS bag. the one that says ZACHARY.
me: ohh.
hmph. not my fault that i didn't see the bag. was looking at the wrong table anyway.
and then, me and sarah walked into the girls' bunks in the middle of the night.
and they were playing truth or dare and talking about yuqing.
girl #1: adidas is cute..
girl #2: yeah.. he is..but what's his name?
girl #3: *looks at me* eh.. what's adidas' real name?
me: huh? who's adidas?
girl #4: your partner.
me: ohh. yuqing.
girl #5: oh. apparently he has a girlfriend in rj.
sarah: *exchange looks*
girl #6: are *you* his girlfriend?
me: ugh. no...
girl #7: *to sarah* are *YOU* his girlfriend?
sarah: um..yeah.
and then they kept interrogating sarah about him. and them. and their relationship.
kind of weird actually.
and they seem so much younger.. even though they're only like at the most, 3 years.
kept asking us weird stuff like what french kisses are, and what our first kisses were like. and what our boyfriends were like.
well they asked sarah first. then she wanted to avoid the question so they told them to ask me. and i just plainly stated that i didn't want to talk about it. most of them were non existent so it wasn't really much use anyway.
fell asleep in the girls' bunks cause was too lazy to go down to the spex gal.
woke up really early the next day and fell asleep next to vid.
who woke up later and saw me sleeping next to her.
and i told her that i was there the whole night.
and she believed me for a while.
ernie and his rubber ducky.
anan reminds me of ernie. of some weirdo reason.
and when we were playing this or that we just kept coming up with the same answers.
same preferences.
but he super owes me for giving him my sleeping bag and freezing my butt of for the night.
hmph. boys. rather sleep on the concrete floor than share a sleeping bag with another guy.
day 2 started with pt.
which was super funny.
all the girl participants were drooling over joseph.
which was hilarious.
and then we had to play inter tribe captain's ball.
and we had to cheer like crazy.
irritating having to keep trying to keep everyone's spirits up.
and had to lead all the cheers.
ended up with a real bad voice.
and then it was the community service where we had to deliver rice to poor people.
so i had to take 2 participants to this woman's house.
and deliver 10kg of rice to her.
which i had to carry, since i felt weird asking the kids to do it.
and also because they might just topple over because of the weight.
the sss dominic guy screwed everything up.
twice.
eurgh.
he gives me the creeps.
really have to give it up to ranon and the organizing committee.
having to manage everything.
they have a whole lot of patience.
all i had to do is take care of war games later that night with cindy and totally screwed things up.
back to the delivering rice thing.
went to this house with this woman. who was real nice.
and she had this kid. who was one and a half
and one of the participants was playing with her. and she kept looking at me.
so the participant put her on my lap.
and she peed on me.
oh well.
and the kid was trying so hard to tell me something.
and she kept talking in tamil and gesturing.
and i no idea what she was saying.
so then we had to go around knocking on people's doors asking if they wanted rice.
and went back to rj after that.
and had lunch and then played wargames when the sun set.
cindy and i had to brief them.
kept having to ask them whether they were lost, cause they kept giving me these confused expressions.
but i guess somehow people understood how the game was supposed to be played.
and cindy and i were temporary "gods" cause we had to go around saving people.
in the end we had to run around and solve disputes.
quite irritating actually, but i had fun.
3L people were arguing among themselves.
quite childish actually.
this was a game for the kids.
and they were playing fine.
and here we were arguing among ourselves.
and coming to me and cindy to complain.
bleah.
for some reason, we were talking about grandparents and i told pravin that i called my grandmother ammama.
and then had to go look for the keys for my tribe's boys' room.
ended up in the canteen looking for pravin and anan.
and the stupid ruggers laughed at me cause i was blur.
me: *shouts from far away* eh! do you have the key?
pravin: *eating with the other ruggers at the table* what?
me: *goes closer* the key?
zach: take it from my bag.
me: *stares at the kazillion bags of ruggers on the canteen table* which bag?
zach: *points* that bag?
me: this bag?
pravin: ammama! the black bag la!
me: which?
anan: AMMAMA. that bag.
other rugger: *bangs down zach's bag* THIS bag. the one that says ZACHARY.
me: ohh.
hmph. not my fault that i didn't see the bag. was looking at the wrong table anyway.
and then, me and sarah walked into the girls' bunks in the middle of the night.
and they were playing truth or dare and talking about yuqing.
girl #1: adidas is cute..
girl #2: yeah.. he is..but what's his name?
girl #3: *looks at me* eh.. what's adidas' real name?
me: huh? who's adidas?
girl #4: your partner.
me: ohh. yuqing.
girl #5: oh. apparently he has a girlfriend in rj.
sarah: *exchange looks*
girl #6: are *you* his girlfriend?
me: ugh. no...
girl #7: *to sarah* are *YOU* his girlfriend?
sarah: um..yeah.
and then they kept interrogating sarah about him. and them. and their relationship.
kind of weird actually.
and they seem so much younger.. even though they're only like at the most, 3 years.
kept asking us weird stuff like what french kisses are, and what our first kisses were like. and what our boyfriends were like.
well they asked sarah first. then she wanted to avoid the question so they told them to ask me. and i just plainly stated that i didn't want to talk about it. most of them were non existent so it wasn't really much use anyway.
fell asleep in the girls' bunks cause was too lazy to go down to the spex gal.
woke up really early the next day and fell asleep next to vid.
who woke up later and saw me sleeping next to her.
and i told her that i was there the whole night.
and she believed me for a while.
Day 1.
3 days of camp, 946578 bags of luggage.
packing the night before wasn't very successful.
would look for a bag, roll it to my room, sit in front of the computer and chat for a while..
go to the living room, look for the packing list, and come back to the computer for more wasting time.
go to the cupboard to look for clothes,
go to the washing area to look for clothes,
and go to the ironing bag, and you guessed it, look for clothes.
it took me forver to pack because i was getting super distracted by everything.
ended up on the phone with ranon wasting time.
and mentioning that i had half an empty compartment.
so ended up with half a bag filled with newspaper and other miscellaneous logistics that they needed for the telematch like water guns and baking trays.
and then i forgot to leave space for my sleeping bag and shoebag.
so in the end had a huge bag of stuff and two more bags attached to it.
so much for a 3 day camp.
and the first day was actually pretty fun.
thought i'd be quite free being the tribe head, and not having to take charge of a clan of my own, but had to take over leila and yu qing's clan since ranon decided to drop leila, and yu qing wasn't allowed to come.
so suddenly i was in charge of kids.
and i was super apprehensive since i thought that i would have to handle a whole clan alone, and still be tribe head.
and then i called leila who said that she would turn up. but then called me in the morning saying that she had a sore eye and couldn't make it.
and then yuqing somehow turned up so he and i became partners.
he's super nice, actually.
and game for all the nonsense i came up with.
sarah was giving out tags and since he wasn't a registered facilitator he didn't have one.
so i gave him mine. with my name and "head facilitator, tribe head" written on it.
so then we came up with some plan that we should switch names.
which was hilarious.
since people were calling him anjali and he would be stoning until he realized that they were calling him.
and wacko was uber confusing since a lot of times i ended up calling yuqing and then realized that i was actually calling myself.
then switched my name to leila tan yuqing after that.
and he happily wrote "uncle anjie and aunty qing's" on my handbook.
but he was fun to clown around with. and i made him play all the games because our group had an odd number.
and he'd help me carry stuff and during mealtimes he'll just serve me everything before i can pick up the spoon to serve myself.
the group itself was quite fun. they were actually quite quiet. but most people would be. and our group only had one guy. who obiously felt super left out, so i kind of forced yuqing on him, which was kind of mean since the guy seemed to have a crush on yuqing and he felt really awkward.
but it was so much better beind a facilitator than a participant since i could choose whether i wanted to play or not and just make yuqing play if the game was compulsory.
day 1 was just the getting to know them day. so it was just spent doing stuff. and it passed really quickly. and mr kan kicked yuqing out of the camp so i ended up doing reflections alone with the kids, and brought them to the netball court to look at the stars and talk. had to come up with some way to tell them that yuqing wouldn't be coming back.
slept in the spex gal with the rest of the facs. anan didn't bring a sleeping bag, and he looked so pitiful lying on the concrete floor so i gave him mine and vid and i shared hers.
the night was cold *and* we slept under the fan, without a blanket, wearing shorts.
so that was 4 hours of freezing and maybe 2 hours of sleep snuck in.
had to be careful not to kick vid off the steps while we were sleeping..
but actually, it wouldnt be so bad since she would have just landed on pravin who was sleeping below us.
3 days of camp, 946578 bags of luggage.
packing the night before wasn't very successful.
would look for a bag, roll it to my room, sit in front of the computer and chat for a while..
go to the living room, look for the packing list, and come back to the computer for more wasting time.
go to the cupboard to look for clothes,
go to the washing area to look for clothes,
and go to the ironing bag, and you guessed it, look for clothes.
it took me forver to pack because i was getting super distracted by everything.
ended up on the phone with ranon wasting time.
and mentioning that i had half an empty compartment.
so ended up with half a bag filled with newspaper and other miscellaneous logistics that they needed for the telematch like water guns and baking trays.
and then i forgot to leave space for my sleeping bag and shoebag.
so in the end had a huge bag of stuff and two more bags attached to it.
so much for a 3 day camp.
and the first day was actually pretty fun.
thought i'd be quite free being the tribe head, and not having to take charge of a clan of my own, but had to take over leila and yu qing's clan since ranon decided to drop leila, and yu qing wasn't allowed to come.
so suddenly i was in charge of kids.
and i was super apprehensive since i thought that i would have to handle a whole clan alone, and still be tribe head.
and then i called leila who said that she would turn up. but then called me in the morning saying that she had a sore eye and couldn't make it.
and then yuqing somehow turned up so he and i became partners.
he's super nice, actually.
and game for all the nonsense i came up with.
sarah was giving out tags and since he wasn't a registered facilitator he didn't have one.
so i gave him mine. with my name and "head facilitator, tribe head" written on it.
so then we came up with some plan that we should switch names.
which was hilarious.
since people were calling him anjali and he would be stoning until he realized that they were calling him.
and wacko was uber confusing since a lot of times i ended up calling yuqing and then realized that i was actually calling myself.
then switched my name to leila tan yuqing after that.
and he happily wrote "uncle anjie and aunty qing's" on my handbook.
but he was fun to clown around with. and i made him play all the games because our group had an odd number.
and he'd help me carry stuff and during mealtimes he'll just serve me everything before i can pick up the spoon to serve myself.
the group itself was quite fun. they were actually quite quiet. but most people would be. and our group only had one guy. who obiously felt super left out, so i kind of forced yuqing on him, which was kind of mean since the guy seemed to have a crush on yuqing and he felt really awkward.
but it was so much better beind a facilitator than a participant since i could choose whether i wanted to play or not and just make yuqing play if the game was compulsory.
day 1 was just the getting to know them day. so it was just spent doing stuff. and it passed really quickly. and mr kan kicked yuqing out of the camp so i ended up doing reflections alone with the kids, and brought them to the netball court to look at the stars and talk. had to come up with some way to tell them that yuqing wouldn't be coming back.
slept in the spex gal with the rest of the facs. anan didn't bring a sleeping bag, and he looked so pitiful lying on the concrete floor so i gave him mine and vid and i shared hers.
the night was cold *and* we slept under the fan, without a blanket, wearing shorts.
so that was 4 hours of freezing and maybe 2 hours of sleep snuck in.
had to be careful not to kick vid off the steps while we were sleeping..
but actually, it wouldnt be so bad since she would have just landed on pravin who was sleeping below us.
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