I never saved anything for the trip back, do you? at 12:03 PM

Wednesday, July 12, 2006

Ma'at Sports Day

Venue: SRC
Date/Time: 11 July 2006/11.30am

Somebody just had an idea to have a sports day, perhaps during the dinner after C.A.N where we split up into Pastamania and Pizza Hut (I was in PH). We made a decision and we followed it through the end.

We weren't sure whether we could get the courts or such anot. We don't even have a Plan B (except to play bridge).

A few of us met at Clementi before we had a char kway teow lunch. People present: me, chio bu, gilbert, sin en and LF.

We went to SRC, MPSH2 to find out that Ma'at's affiliation also has a camp and they were having the prayers. Farnie.

When I saw them leave, I peeped into their side of the hall and saw judo mats, so I skipped over to see what I could do with them. Then I saw one Ma'at still on the mat praying. I was like: uh-uh. Those were NOT judo mats. Those are praying mats~

We warmed up by playing decent pingpong ball, while we waited for the others to come. In order or sequence: zin, tC & rx, ed, glenn and finally, viv.

But amidst the decent playing, there will be the few of us who will sit along the side of the table and pass the basketball over the table while the table tennis guys played their games. Something like a 2-way ball game happening there.

Some time into the event, tC and I started playing Crazy Table Tennis. The rule is simple: keep playing, not even when the ball is off the table.

I must say Crazy Table Tennis is VERY TAXING, cos we were cruising across the breadth of the MPSH.

Then it was Monkey when ed came. However, just like any other indecent games, it turned into a Strip Chio Bu Or Twist His Nipples game.

Later, 4 representatives from 4 different countries [LF->North Pole, ed & me->America, zin->Philipino (common sense rite?) and tC-> Taiwan (cos he LOOKS LIKE ELLA)] started playing Crazy Table Tennis: Ultimate.

We started with posing around the table as perwhat we saw on TV. Then, after the ball missed the table, we went into Crazy Table Tennis style, saving the ball despite it being off the table. Then, we started enlarging our 'court' such that we ended up playing WITHOUT the table, but with the barricades that separated 2 groups of table tennis as our 'net'.

That was Crazy Table Tennis upgraded to its Ultimate edition.

arggghhh... too much gaming.

Anyways, we left the SRC to send SE to her bus stop, but ended up lingering at the basketball court while zin a.k.a aminah sends SE off. Rough game, cos I 见红 and kena quite a number of scratches. ed denied it was her doing, so if it wasn't her, then it must be rx or tC... I wanna check their fingernails tomorrow!!

It rained, so we retrograde to clubroom to 'cool down' and tried to smellify zq and yc who were there. Rot for a while, playing the puzzles and blue tack. Then the group of us (excl rx & tC cos they were not interested) subceded to a corner to gossip.

From the corner, we moved to the bench outside clubroom. From the bench outside clubroom, we gossiped to Arts Canteen where we had our dinner. By then, people like aminah and vivian (a.k.a Nua Queen) disappeared.

Then, rx & tC went home and chio bu, LF and me stayed around to chat (with ed who came for an hr) till 10pm.

That's all. Long time since I blogged about the details of the stuff I did on a day. Hope it don't get too boring lol

I never saved anything for the trip back, do you? at 12:58 AM

Sunday, July 09, 2006

KPO Me

Had a very KPO day (sat, see side bar). So much so that I chose to neglect my old friend xy just to gossip with my new friends. You know, gossip makes people more alert to the surroundings.

The gossip started just as we were proceeding to board the bus to QH and continued to a one-to-one session with viv at 7pm.

What gossip that I recieve can I blog?

Basically, the star was tC, who was the SNG of Ma'at. He attracts all gossips and he disseminates ALL gossips, including his own lol We (viv & I) were made to keep a secret of certain stuff (though I forgot which was to be kept secret). Frankly speaking, I don't even know what I forgot and what I know lolxlolxlol

I'm confused.

Perhaps the sorting out of gossip is a feat itself, exercise for the brain. But just as well.

One of the main topic was Brokeback Mountain's story. There was so much similarity between the gossips and the movie that I got impressed at what 戏如人生 means. ok lah. Not THAT MUCH similarity. I only pointed out a part to the others. waha~!

hmmm... ok. What else can I talk?

There's NOTHING I can talk without leaking in any part what tC made me promise not to say. Well, I'm a good keeper of secrets, especially this one. ha... viv knows why.

ok... Time for some mushy stuff. Actually, I enjoy the company of some of my Ma'at peeps very much. Not trying to denounce the others, but sometimes, certain people just click better bah. I really hope that we can just while the time away gossiping and gossiping, sharing our knowledge and honing our lame jokes and sarcasm, teaching each other to be a better person.

hmmm... This may not sound like a healthy, serious friendship, but amidst the crap talk, there will definitely be some serious, heart-to-heart talks.

Basically, I find that RV-ians click rather well. I guess that it lies with the fact that the RV culture was distinct and exclusive. All of us were able to communicate well despite years away from the school cos it had ingrained a deep form of values and attitude in us (pardon the occasional glitch of non-logic, cos i'm blogging at 4am in the morning, enduring through a football match I never enjoyed).

Although I do not contact my sec school classmates anymore, the current JC/PS friends I have are mainly from RV. Those who were from same ps as me who proceeded to RV, and those from RV whom I met in jc.

And right now, among the group of strangers I just got to know in E3G6, I clicked with the RV-ians better. Sorry to the others who were 'excluded' by us, but we were taught to exclude people from us. Much as we try to be less exclusive, we tend to commit the mistake subconsciously. (Think the QH outing where the 3 of us just 'cuddle' in a circle perpetually to gossip)

There are also non-RV-ians whom I enjoyed hanging out with. Bryan (the older one) was one, and I mentioned him before. Zin was another. All of us have a common point:

We are VERY KAYPO.

Moral of the entry: Gossip binds people. waha!!! Lame anot?

I never saved anything for the trip back, do you? at 3:29 AM

Friday, July 07, 2006

Ma'at's Terrorist Suicide Bomber

I don't know if this was on Youtube already, but since I don't know about its existence, I will create one.

It's last night of E3 and we were having our Talentime session. We were supposed to grab props and dress our representatives up for a 'fashion show'. Unfortunately, we were so slow that we have only the box that contained the props. What to do? So comes Ma'at's Terrorist Suicide Bomber...

I never saved anything for the trip back, do you? at 11:04 AM

Friday, June 30, 2006

Something Fishy's Going On

It was recce to Qian Hu Fish Farm for the elderly visit next saturday today (how come this sentence sounds funnily logical??). It was a 鸟不生蛋 ulu sama place in tengah, albeit near the airbase.

It was nothing great actually, partly cos I'm not a fish lover. There were cute, pretty fish that cost only $2.00 and there were big, ugly, disgusting fish that cost $2888. Singaporeans really have weird taste.

Tze thought she was IT, the Act Cute Creature. But please lah... she cute meh? Her face round round is naturally cute, so not act one.

And Tze and Cal continued brewing their own scandal since the last elderly outing that was cancelled last minute. This time, they had the funny act where Cal kuchi-kuchi Tze's dangling earrings. I was thinking: sia la! Do this kind of thing in front of SNG (Satellite News Gathering) called zenov, sure will let everybody know one.

Perhaps Cal wanted the others to know... I dunno...

And guys, being in the middle of Tengah is good for health, cos you can ventilate to some people you trust without the fear that what you said will be overheard. Think bitching on the bus, but having to scour the surroundings for familiar faces before you start talking. Yup, there was not even a single soul in the immediate surroundings! Or think typing to wrong window on msn... There were only that few people present!

Decided that some day, I will pull some guys (literally) to tengah and probe them about their thoughts about certain issues. No lah, not ask them whether they are gay, just want to know their opinions about people we know in common. You know, talking behind other people's back. waha!!!

Went to have lunch at Lot 1 and after which James and I went to Shuohan's house where he showcased his collection of board games. Then we played one of his games called Monsters (Something) America.

ermz... How do I make a closing? Perhaps this will be The Closing. lol

I never saved anything for the trip back, do you? at 9:31 PM

Thursday, June 29, 2006

Ma'at's Fav Cheer

Superman man man Spiderman
Spiderman man man Batman~

Superman man man Spiderman
Spiderman man man Batman~

Who ah who ah who are we?
We are we are we are who?

Who are we? We are who?
We are ~~~~~

MA'AT!!!

Dayung sampan~ Dayung dayung sampan ~~

It was really disappointing that when we did this cheer in front of the whole camp when receiving our honour, no one (outside our gp) laughed. Did they NOT get it or were they too holy-molely? cos when TC suggested we sing the song after the cheer, the whole group went into hysterical mode. hmmmm ~~

I never saved anything for the trip back, do you? at 9:05 PM

Monday, June 26, 2006

My Virgin Camp Pt II

Day 3 of camp started with Mass Games. 'cos I was too darned tired with only 12 hrs of sleep for the past 3 nights, I threw tantrums and refused to wake up, with the other guys doing all their best to drag me from my table-bed. Gilbert was so darned pissed at my morning sickness that he just ran out of the room. That made me so paiseh that I sped up my prep to go off.

Mass Games sucks. 1st, we were separated from our groups. 2nd, the theme of the item wasn't apparent throughout the game. I mean, you guys wanted this to be a session where the groups earn points to gain immunity from a disease right? Why is it that the actual thing was different from the concept? I don't know. But given that the games were carried out smoothly, every other things are insignificant.

The sun wasn't good too, so I didn't get much tan even though we were out in the stadium. And then, it was the string of 'talks'. DARN! I should have gone to catch 40 winks then. It was hard to sit down there and doze off. I'm not the young kid who could sleep anywhere le.

After that, it was the OC dance practice. cos I wore the HC shorts, I attracted the attention of Sheila and Zihui (my dance partner). 1st time in OC that girls took interest in talking to me, duh! Quite a number of us were from HC, but well, I don't quite like a lot of HC people, much less those who came out in the OC. On the other hand, it was the emergence of the RV gang in my group that was more interesting.

No matter what, I am still fundamentally RV-ian. It transformed and brainwashed me to an irreversible state, so I was able to click better with other RV-ians.

There were 3 other RV-ians in my group, Vivian, the councillor who looked like Apple Hong (hey jan! u've got a competitor) and Tan Ching and Chio Bu (who looked like Chen Jian Bin), the guy freshies. It was so farnie. There were actually 4 RV-ians in a group! yar...

After dinner was SP and I was asked to stand in as an SP again. Considering the hoo-haa I created the 1st time, I was rather skeptical of me standing in. But well, they couldn't find anyone willing to do that. All of them wanted to go kajiao the freshies, duh!

My SP this time had a serious problem of shyness, which was very apparent from the minute she started speaking. All the councillors from her group were like warning me to be gentle with her, as if I would eat her! Instead, I spent quite a lot of time counselling and trying to ease her anxiety for me and the camp as a whole.

It was quite a different experience from the 1st night, where my subjects to talk about was limited cos I couldn't reveal my identity as a councillor. I didn't want to lie, so I could only conceal facts. But this time round, being open about my identity, I was able to talk as much as I wanted, which was useful when talking to someone who had so few words to say.

But I must say because of her, Shiyun and I started to talk. Frankly speaking, my 1st impression of her wasn't good, in fact it was very negative. But I felt it was better to put our differences aside to discuss about the freshie and what knowledge I gained during the SP session so that she could make use of it and help the freshie even more.

Later that night was Fright Night, but due to OC protocol, we were supposed to call it Twilight Hunt to put the freshies off their guards. It worked, except that kids nowadays are getting less intimidated by the ghostly stuff. cos we're group 6, we were the last to start off, so we had plenty of time to spend.

Plaque

I was initially allocated to a group in Batch 2, so I played games with them initially. We got so bored with the 'formatized' games that we began to go freestyle. Alex suggested zero-point, which evolved into stunt-styled jumping over a line that was at eye-level. And then it became limbo rock, where we all agreed Zhenqin was Master of Limbo Rock.

The freshie I replaced soon returned, so I went back to join the Gp5/6 batch. It was a long wait. There was some cork-up and our set-off time was delayed. So much so the guys had time to prep for their talentime dance. duh!

Finally set off, but we were half dead. I went with Ziping and some-other-ppl-i-can't-rem-cos-i-was-too-sleepy. yup, they juz hid behind the counter at the engin co-op which was so stuffy dat I cannot tahan and went to join KM's roaming party.

It was hilarious that we saw freshies machiam like seeing ghosts like dat. We dodged and ran and siam whenever we spotted freshies in the vicinity. Finally, we made it to LT7A where I conked out while waiting for Batch 3 to return..

When they finally did, it was almost 3am and I was so blur le. We walked back to TH through the route parallel to Clementi Rd, 1st time I took that road. haha... but I just told KM to trust me and make the whole gp follow me lol lucky we didn't get lost.

The next day was Sentosa day, waking up to a thunderstorm. We were so worried that it would carry on, but it didn't. Something happened on our way there. 1st, Merv told me that the bus I was in charge of will stop at the alighting bay and the whole gp of us will take the shuttle service. So I asked the bus of Gp5/6 to unload their luggage and all.

Then the bus driver told me that since I was buying the coach permit (which Merv told me to buy), the bus could go in and drop us at wherever we wanted. So we loaded again and off we went to the 'Bus Terminal'.

However, when I reached, I couldn't see Mei Toon's convoy, which left before us. In actual fact. my bus over took hers and she came late. But she told me she reached the bus terminal already (meaning her bus reached), while I thought she meant she and her bus had unloaded. And since I couldn't see her bus of people INSIDE the terminal, I thought I was at the wrong place, while Mei Toon, on the other hand, upon hearing that I didn't see her, thought that SHE went to the wrong place and so asked her bus to turn off.

Finally, after much communications, it turned out I was at the correct place and the remaining 2 buses came to join us.

We quickly unloaded to start our games under a rather cloudy weather. But the sky soon cleared and we were literally grilled under the scorching sun.

That was not the day for Group 6, cos we lost all the games we played. At a point of time, I thought our morale was rather low, until TC came up with a lame cheer and the rest of us got the hang of it to come up with more lame cheers. We took consolation in our lame cheers and decided that our group wasn't enthu about being the noisiest, siao-on winning group. Instead, our contitution was based on the word 懒, reflecting on the type of cheers we came up with that conserved our energy and voice.

In fact, we gave up cheering totally unless requested by station ICs; the councillors just stood around and stared at our freshies playing while our freshies silently played defensive cos it's more energy consuming to take the offensive.

At ine point of time, we came up with the only racist cheer in the camp. Before the camp started, the council was basically debating over the issue of racism within the camp. There was Mei Toon trying to eliminate ALL possible suggestions of racism by being against having any chinese songs at all, while I tried to fend for the chinese-speaking group who were actually discriminated, thus suffering under the false name of fighting racism.

End up we still had elements of racism. I mean, it's a fundamental part of us, yar?

Unfortunately, a lot of CSC people were not enlightened enough to understand the racism part of our cheer. I wonder if it's good or bad for them. hmmmm...

I was burnt to a crisp in Sentosa, and it was painful to wear clothes. arrggghhh!!! We finally left Sentosa to East Coast where we would spend the night there.

It was SP revelation, which was quite boring for most of the councillors cos there were too many councillors and too few freshies to kajiao. So a group of us formed the Singles Club where the lonely councillors and freshies who had their SP revealed the day before come together for a talk-cock session. We started our Brokeback/Brokeleg scandals and such. haha...

And then it was off to talentime. Frankly speaking, it was very boring. To mimic 吴宗宪's variety show meant to have the gift of speech like him. The situation was just like listening to amateurs imitating Mariah Carey. I don't know what made them want to do that (heard there was a lot of behind the scenes stories, but as usual, there were a lot of ppl involved who tried to played it down for whatever noble reason they had. Basically, they just kept it within their own click)

Ironically, it was the session that required least of the ICs' efforts that saved the day. The mass singing was high, I also dunno why. A few guys just act high and the others will follow suit. Herd instinct.

After that, we left, but a group of us stayed to buy some drinks for the group, when it rained. The guys who reached the chalet 1st were kind enough to send JC to send some umbrellas over. Junli and I shared one and we shuffled back to chalet quickly while the rest strolled back. But according to zin, it was cos of the lovey-dovey couple rx and tc who were enjoying their stroll in the rain under their little pink umbrella.

tag for Ma'at councillors

Later that night, we walked to Mac's. It drizzled along the way, but only the lover-dovey couple strolled under their pink umbrella. So funny. It was along the way that tc unleashed his lame power which i supposed he gained during his time in RV. KM was laughing so hard at the lame jokes that I was wondering whether he could survive the walk to Mac's.

We stayed at Mac's for some nuggets, fries and drinks, chilling out on lame jokes when some of us conked out. We walked back only to find the gate locked. So we split, with me and LF staying outside to wait for sunrise while the others find their way back into the chalet to 'go to toilet' which ended up being 'go to sleep'.

The last 2 hrs to sunrise was unbearable, with practically nothing to do. After a light nap, we finally saw the sunrise, which was hidden behind some clouds. Darn! LF and I returned to the chalet where we napped outside cos the floor inside was filled with corpses.

The time finally came for us to leave. We had the standard 'Closing Ceremony' where the unexpected news of Ma'at being the best group was thrown to us. I bet those siao-on groups must be amazed that such a lame and lazy group like us could break traditions and emerge first. And cos of our unique way of winning, we believed that we won't be cursed to be the 1st group to split up.

gift for best gp's 'trophy'

The thing ended with a period of awkwardness when someone suggested that those people from the previous Ethelonter groups gather for cheering. yar, it's high and fun for those involved. But for the other councillors and especially the freshies, it was an awkward half an hour of watching those people acting happy and high. ok, perhaps they ARE high, but we're just like watching a bunch of monkeys thinking they're cool and fun-loving. Trust me, the expressions the freshies were wearing on their faces were speaking of total boredom.

It was a lousy ending to such a well-run camp.

Our group ended with a few silly photo-shots and finally parted.

All in all, I can say the camp was fun and well run, except the fact that councillors colluding in clicks made the whole experience unenjoyable. There were councillors who rarely showed up with the groups, hanging out with their clicks playing bridge and doing stuff that showed their exclusivity. An orientation camp is one that tries to bring in the freshies to our community, not to put them off with those actions of exclusivity.

There were complaints that a lot of OC members wore that I'm-oh-so-important face and I agree totally. I might have committed that act sometimes, but I definitely didn't felt the need to wear a stressed-out expression to impress on people that the others are enjoying due to the stress I take. It puts people off.

I don't know if stuch bad practices were typical in previous camps or they were just appearing this time round, but I definitely hope that it ends here, cos Ethelonter is too good a camp to spoil.

I never saved anything for the trip back, do you? at 5:16 PM