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why. so, serious?
Aug. 10th, 2008 10:06 pmIt has been a crazy week. And things look set to get even crazier. I'm going about half-crazy already. But I'll survive. Somehow, someway. By hook or by crook, I had better, anyway. I won't crumble that easily though, I ain't nobody's prey. Better stop with the bad rhymes or I would be beaten up one day. HAHA. Sign of a depraved mind, perhaps. Ah.. moving on.
Finally, NDC is over. Phew. Weird huh, especially since I'm not even in the ad-hoc or HAT. The long rehearsals were draining though. I feel terrible for dragging S11 people along and depriving them of time to study. Terra didn't do that well in the end, sadly. Some may feel that it is a waste of effort; others may feel that the hours were well-spent as we had fun. I'm not quite certain as to which side to teether upon. One thing is for sure though: it can't be just S11 all the time. Please don't abuse their enthusiasm.. Thanks.
The actual day itself was a chaotic affair. Moving around band stages, programme booklets, chairs, helping with angklung, ferrying shirts, last-minute rehearsals of the segment- everything was clumped into two hours of blurry flurry. The people who stayed over must have had a worse time though. It's going to be my turn soon enough. Hurr. Cleaning up was a wearisome affair. It reminded me of Theme Hospital, the part when there was a epidemic and green radioactive patients kept puking up curly brown vomit wigs onto the ground. Frustrating. The handymans could never sweep up fast enough, despite the pay raises and bonuses. I will never look down on you again, dear $65 handyman, with Einstein hair, bewildered blank stare and midnight blue pants. R-E-S-P-E-C-T with Aretha Franklin-esque attitude, yo.
After all that was done, there was TDC meeting. So it was discuss, discuss, discuss. Stress. Lunch was much better- Suki Sushi buffet at Cine. We downed more than 70 plates, which delighted Grace because that meant we beat the 6 CJ guys at the next table. Dilys went gaga over ice-cream puffs, stuffing them into her mouth one after another. Salmon makes me happy so I had a lot of that. And you know what's better?
( The Dark Knight. )
Topping that was walking around Orchard with Melinda, Audrey and Dilys. We tried on clothes and accessories at different stores, semi-stalked a short green-shirted guy whom Dilys went crazy over and nearly proclaimed him better than BSG, took neoprints, confused each other with similar-sounding names at Mos Burger and basically, made a racket whereever we went. It was fun. A day out in a long long time. :)
( À cause d'un garçon )
Currently looking forward to Comme Une Image heh. What's with the French mania suddenly, I wonder. Just a month back, it was Naruwan Taiwan. I lose interest in things too easily for my own good. But I think I'll always be curious about China. What's more, it is the Olympic season now. Behold world, the magnificence and complexity of China. And happy belated birthday Singapore. Despite all my pretentious far-ranging interests, I'm glad to be born right here, really. :D
Finally, NDC is over. Phew. Weird huh, especially since I'm not even in the ad-hoc or HAT. The long rehearsals were draining though. I feel terrible for dragging S11 people along and depriving them of time to study. Terra didn't do that well in the end, sadly. Some may feel that it is a waste of effort; others may feel that the hours were well-spent as we had fun. I'm not quite certain as to which side to teether upon. One thing is for sure though: it can't be just S11 all the time. Please don't abuse their enthusiasm.. Thanks.
The actual day itself was a chaotic affair. Moving around band stages, programme booklets, chairs, helping with angklung, ferrying shirts, last-minute rehearsals of the segment- everything was clumped into two hours of blurry flurry. The people who stayed over must have had a worse time though. It's going to be my turn soon enough. Hurr. Cleaning up was a wearisome affair. It reminded me of Theme Hospital, the part when there was a epidemic and green radioactive patients kept puking up curly brown vomit wigs onto the ground. Frustrating. The handymans could never sweep up fast enough, despite the pay raises and bonuses. I will never look down on you again, dear $65 handyman, with Einstein hair, bewildered blank stare and midnight blue pants. R-E-S-P-E-C-T with Aretha Franklin-esque attitude, yo.
After all that was done, there was TDC meeting. So it was discuss, discuss, discuss. Stress. Lunch was much better- Suki Sushi buffet at Cine. We downed more than 70 plates, which delighted Grace because that meant we beat the 6 CJ guys at the next table. Dilys went gaga over ice-cream puffs, stuffing them into her mouth one after another. Salmon makes me happy so I had a lot of that. And you know what's better?
( The Dark Knight. )
Topping that was walking around Orchard with Melinda, Audrey and Dilys. We tried on clothes and accessories at different stores, semi-stalked a short green-shirted guy whom Dilys went crazy over and nearly proclaimed him better than BSG, took neoprints, confused each other with similar-sounding names at Mos Burger and basically, made a racket whereever we went. It was fun. A day out in a long long time. :)
( À cause d'un garçon )
Currently looking forward to Comme Une Image heh. What's with the French mania suddenly, I wonder. Just a month back, it was Naruwan Taiwan. I lose interest in things too easily for my own good. But I think I'll always be curious about China. What's more, it is the Olympic season now. Behold world, the magnificence and complexity of China. And happy belated birthday Singapore. Despite all my pretentious far-ranging interests, I'm glad to be born right here, really. :D
