I never knew group work could be this fun, and I guess this is the type of team-work I’ve been looking forward to since secondary one. I always thought that I can manage everything on my own, but I began to realise (unrealisingly) that the success of group work is due to one person’s hardwork and dilligence, but the shared joy, laughter and care between each other.
Enough of the philosophy, lets get down to what happened. It was the be yourself day and we can wear our own clothing to school for a $2 donation. We, team eVo.5 wore our own clothings because we had to film after school, so we ended up wearing them to school instead to save the trouble.
We first travelled to Tanjong Pajar, but we can’t find the place we were looking for. Fong Yong was so hilarious, we were outside Amara Hotel and requested Fong Yong to scout if there are any security guards inside the building. As we were waiting for him by the entrance, we saw the securities just standing by the gate! The the hilarious part comes into play, Fong Yong came out and shouted there are no securty guards, and we’re like … “shit, shhhh.” The securities looked at us as if we’re terrorists or something.
We then moved on to Raffles Place, where we started filming Weng ling outside OUB centre. A couple of NGs, but we managed to get a great one by her. See? Hard work pays off after all. Just as we were about to finish, a bunch of guys bringing a load of professional-looking filimg quipments took over … man, we look so small infront of them.
We moved on to the Merlion area, where we shoot Cazua’s scene. Weng Ling was having her ‘lunch’ when I was busy shooting Cazua. Her lunch set was … Fong Yong?!?
We followed on with a long walk over to the Esplanade, where we visited the Library before shooting my scene. Man, when I tried to borrow a book, I realised I’m in the archived member list. The receptionist told me I’m in sleeping member mode because I haven’t borrowed any books since I was back in … Clementi Children’s Library?!
I had a couple of NGs, but I think I look smart enough there 
We walked outside the esplanade and had fun there with the pond, doing all sorts of funny stuff and took a few nice photographs. We finished off the whole thing by shooting Lilin & Fong Yong, who both did not require many shots as they could give the best on their first few tries. Astonishing indeed.
We had sushi after that, over at Raffles OUB centre after a couple of ‘friendly’ discussions of where to have our dinner. We talked more than we eat, mainly talking bad about Koko but hey, are there any good things to say about him in the first place?! I paid for cazua’s meal but that is temporary, he has to pay me back on Tuesday.
What a day, but it was fun and joyous. I guess, chances of group work like this won’t come by oftn … at least in the near future.
The principal’s pronunciation really ‘rocks’, I wondered whether if it is chinese or english is he proficient in. I get called out from my class during morning assembly to stand in front of the whole crowd, not even knowing what I’m standing there for. 4 other students were called out too, along with me … I thought I committed some kind of offence and was gonna be publicly lectured or something.
Then we sing the same old song, say the same old pledge and came to realise we’re ‘invited’ to present the most caring teacher award to our form teacher … but why me? I was the last to hand that piece of paper to my teacher, Miss Lim. Even though most of the nomination forms were signed with a sigh by classmates, the fact that Miss Lim is a caring teacher cannot be denied.
Photo-taking, and we went back to our places only to hear the thing I serious dread - flag day. I can’t believe I have to go around begging for donations, acting like some kind of shameless teenager trying to live on flags. And for this activity, it is the do it whether you like it or not style, which is hateful.
The rest of the day is quite relaxed, I am loving PoA more and more …
It was school, again, so hateful, no more wake-up late anymore, now that I’ve to find my way through the darkness in the early morning to the MRT station, sitting in a one-way train that is bringing me all the way to the place students like me won’t wish to see - school.
I guess the first day of school is the same for everybody, we try to act energetic (or at least, be energetic). There’s no choice, we get together again, endless words from our mouths with nothing getting into our ears
Started the day in school with sweat all over me, thanks to the morning exercise - soccer. I should not have worn ankle socks, now the back of my foot and ankle hurts like … ouch. Morning assembly is just like a vaudeville when the principal speaks, his seriousness is equivalent to complete amusenes, as he had much pressure to introduce new teachers today. And then those kinda long (i mean, very long) messages sent straight to us by the authority figures, usually warnings in disguise.
School goes on as usual, keep on talking. I fell asleep during mathematics class … I even dreamt! Mr. Liew woke me up eventually, but I was able to grasp hold of the newtopic he was teaching, luckily. I was disturbed by Koko today, he was updating his contact book by getting contacts from everybody in the class but hell no, rejection is what I offered to him. I bet he’s gonna start a propaganda of self-publicizing, probably of his increased body odor accumulated over one month of holiday.
Soccer after school .. then drama. I lost my voice during drama, because I was not feeling very well already and added that I’ve to speak so much, it worsen the condition. I manage to get the actors to understand the importence of feeling the thinking of characters
After this, went home, and did those everyday stuffs, except I took a little nap for 2 hours and felt all alive again.
I think many of my schoolmates would be complaining about this, but nevertheless, I wanna have my piece of share. June Holiday should be renamed to June HomeworkALLday, the teachers should really sit down and talk it out to balance the amount of homework for each subject.
It isn’t that we don’t have enough time, but what is the use of defination of words when nobody are following them. They tell you its time to relax, but on the other hand, they give you work. Holiday, sounds nice but not really that nice.
This holiday, has some negative impacts, being:
1. World Cup, how you expect us to rest well when we crawl up in the night to turn on the television so that we’re not alone.
2. Visions of punishment, the fear in our mind that what would possibly happen when we go to school empty handed.
3. Back there, they tell us not to stray around during holidays and there, we had to return to school for activities - a place we dread to see most during holiday.
But I guess, whatever rants there might be, homework are rules, they can’t be changed, whether you like it or not. Better finish up ‘em by tomorrow … gwarsh.
Woosh, finally done designing this one. It is still blue, because it gives some sort of tranquil feeling to me. There is an abstract somewhere above (it is in white) which is actually some kind of expression of gloominess with the text reading - gloomy days.
The quote what if you were the love of my life is taken from Gareth Gates’ Too Serious Too Soon lyrics. This song migh thave been years ago, but there is not such thing as outdated for music.
too soon
it’s not right
it’s not fair
it’s in you baby, cuts like a knife
… what if you were the love of my life
