Squash and Slam

(was debating over the title - hmmm 'Squash and Slam' or 'Slam and Squash', one of those silly questions you ask yourself when your brain is overloaded with studies and you just need a break from the complex world of it all. aye, Chinese A2, why did i take Chinese A2? oh ya, to get into non-intact class haha. maybe not. sigh.)

it's been a rather long week - actually every week is equally long, 7 hours, 168 hours, 10080 minutes (yes all this was done mentally haha), but some weeks seem longer than others for strange reasons - one of those 'oops-i-forgot-to-blog' weeks which leaves me struggling to remember the main events of the days that have passed by so swiftly.

meanwhile. my nose begins its training for the Olympics in Beijing - yes it has begun running (get it? haha) - my throat just gives me problems that even the fisherman's best friend cannot combat effectively. aye. I can't focus on work like this, which explains why I'm on the computer now. no wait, I'm suppose to be typing spiritual blueprint, and to search for magic tricks - yes tim is going to be a magician for the China kids on OEP, with my lovely assistant..(um) John Tay. (:

FireAC is sort of in a crisis. numbers are never the objective. yet I guess their a fitting indicator of where we're going and heading. on a rather solemn wednesday morning, i was lured into the deadly wet trap of the spiral-in-the-middle-of-IB-blocks, sat and got my bum all wet ):. but nevermind everyone else came as well and got themselves wet.

about 13 people got wet that day.

it used to be 50. well we knew people would come and go. but all that remained now were the core group. and hopefully this group will not break for the time being. we stared at the sky and wondered. in the end we prayed for the Sec4s exams, with our dwindling strength.

(I guess Thursday night did deserve special mention as the night that tim did not manage to do any work at all. piano was pretty tempting that day, and as usual, the melancholic minor chords ensue. melancholy did reach a high on thursday i guess, even as we shifted the tables - yes our wonderful backstage crew! - back for the council members. many people were troubled. ahh. my class as well. i wonder what's up. got to know them better. spent too much time away from my class already...)

Something prompted a meeting in 5.7 - we listed names and took minutes (classic BB style oops). but that day me and John ended up late for Squash finals as well. oh well. we had to get there ourselves.

Squash finals. we won eventually. but John and I ended up with wet socks and a long walk back to the MRT station with tess. sigh. i think we lost the bet with Merv and ended up in school later. so. first A div championship. Bravo! and it was fun watching Alastair's (yes i get the spelling right here!) enthusiastic gestures (:

and after SQUASH came SLAM (oh haha). that was a night to remember i guess. just pure inter-cohort bonding. light(stick)s, cameras, action! and the music was not bad for the better part of the performance. was inspired. went back rather late. and that was a second day without any sort of work done. sadly. but it was meaningful. and of course, i caught the cold from a certain someone *cough* (of course it remains a suspicion, but who else?)

and at least. at least. that day didn't end with as much emptiness as i would have anticipated. you know. the sort you get after a big day of events. at least there was less.

Saturday came and went. i think i need to do spiritual blueprint now.

and for all who noticed my temporal bout of emo today. thanks. but sorry for causing concern ):

and it's better now haha. in case you're wondering. (: