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-best known as May Ching-
-09/01/1990-
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Friday, August 31, 2007, 9:28 pm
Topmost: Part of 4 Avicenna on Teachers' Day with Mrs. Teo
Top: Some girls just want to pose for photos.
Maybe just a stab in the dark here, but I wonder how many people out there know 2 me's: the online version on this blog and the real-life version? I'm guessing not very many, because I don't think I project the image of someone who blogs. My blog also ain't that flashy nor stylo as the others.
Unfortunately, the above link between me and blogging is tragically true. I don't and can't keep a blog because I simply don't have the commitment to faithfully update weekly, if not religiously daily. (Only friendless weirdos do hourly.)
But on a lighter note, when I DO infrequently update, I do so assiduously, recording the humdrum chronicle of the events in my life electronically.
Today was the Teachers' Day celebration in my school and I sit here in this chair, punching away at the keyboard with great gusto due to the overall mood of happiness and contentment that lingers. It certainly was a fun day, full of reunions and laughter (though I'm not the sappy sort).
The morning kicked off quite cool, with me being a little *out there*, sticking a little Post-It note on my arm with my name written on it, with the purpose of "helping me remember what my name was in case I forgot". I removed it less than 10 minutes later though, frustrated with the number of people telling me I had some paper stuck to my shirt.
Although I was involved with the J2 concert, I actually managed to find the time to shuffle a bit on the field before I cabut off to the Leaders' Network (LN) to report for duty. As backstage manager for exactly one half of the hall, I temporarily and obligingly did the curtains for the dry run stage of the concert even though it wasn't in my job scope. Needless to say, it was an unqualified fiasco. Think red-faced me frantically jabbing buttons and flipping switches while the teacher shrieked, "Curtains! CURTAINS DOWN!!!" while AVAC members pushed past through that abnormally tiny backstage passageway. I almost died when Desmy asked me whether I'd like to do the actual curtains and projector screen. NO THANK YOU, ONCE IS ENOUGH.
The rest of the event passed relatively smoothly, despite the numerous last-minute changes to the programme and several boo-boos committed because, quite frankly, I didn't have the foggiest idea what the hell was going on. After all was said and done,I managed to meet Mrs. Joey Tan. Happily, she still remembered who I was and really, it was quite lovely that our paths crossed again. I've said it countless times, and I'll say it again: Singapore is really such a small damn country, everyone is linked to each other in more ways than one.
After all was said and done, I said my farewells, took my leave and went back to Teck Whye Sec with Jing Min. The Teachers' Day concert was still going strong when we went back and everything was the same as it was: filled with young hooligans shouting and making a general nuisance of themselves while things onstage plodded along at its usual pace. As usual, there were too many aspiring rock bands fronted by singers that couldn't sing, too many musical numbers that grated on the ears after the first half-hour or so, too many bad spoofs of teachers and so on. It was though we seniors had never left.
After the concert, we mingled with the crowd, searching for those familiar faces returning to their old school. Nothing really important happened, other than a spot of shameless camera-whoring done by yours truly and some ex-classmates and a chat with Mrs. Teo, my English teacher. I won't say here what we talked about but I will say it was an enlightening conversation, most pleasing and enjoyable. The whole group of us then went off to Lot 1 for a spot of lunch, where we met up with yet more ex-classmates.
We had a hoot swapping stories about life in our respective JCs until finally we left and broke up into smaller groups with different destinations. I, for one, went home intending to do homework but ended up stoning online for the entire evening. Talk about your work ethics.
Tomorrow is going to be fun because Mau Cheung is somehow offering free movie tickets so a bunch of us is going to meet up in Westmall to watch that movie. Ot's not going to be entirely about having fun, though, we're also going to study together.
Labels: celebration, curtains, Teachers' Day