29/1 - A Monday

[Adapted from own blog, second time -_-]

After ponning (unintentional!!!) CT on friday, (15 members of) A14 looked forward to 1) Epic Smiting 2) Counter Strike on Monday's CT session. This did not occur, due to PE Conditioning, where A CERTAIN TWO HP CLASSES DID NOT BRING THEIR PE UNIFORM NEARLY IN ENTIRETY. This somehow turned into a blessing in our having to only walk one round, while the dutiful PE-Bringing-students had to run two. We also did the Apollo Fac Dance on the way, cause we're bored like that.

This was followed by literature, which was expectedly boring, up until our being released 10 minutes early EXCEPT A CERTAIN FIFTEEN INDIVIDUALS IN A14. Burge Almighty, however, turned out to be a forgiving idol, not only sparing us from his divine smiting, but also once again enlightening us with his holy decree, "Thou Shalt Not Get Caught". Community Service is still upon us, though we know not the place nor time nor method of it.

History was supposed to be extremely painful. 1.5hrs! of SEA! But then it's Miles! We started off the lesson with an ensemble of polo mints in the shape of a happy face, which was carefully covered by a yellow file once Miles stepped in and discovered our ** plan. This was followed by a barage of attempts to squeeze something, anything out of him ("POLish Museum", "POLish Nationalists", "Could you tell us about the Burmese student nationalists in relation to japanese school girls?"ILOVEYOUYONGJIE). Somewhere along the line he broke down and began telling us the nice stories we so desired, including Barnard's supposedly suave-looking appearance of the past,
and his first encounters with Singapuranese students. Of course, no one could forget his priceless expression in reply to "So who's the sex symbol of the HP tutors now?" Hot damn I wish we could've taken a pic of that.

The story of good-looking Barnard of the past was later followed up by a search in the library in school year-books from the 1980s to discover Barnard's old looks by MarcuBobSho and I, which turned out to be surprisingly easy since there's this section dedicated to the HP(and the other subject faculties too) tutors, making it easy to find Barnard. And he really did look good back in the day, akin to Tom Hanks. We even laid out the yearbooks in order showing Barnard's gradual growth and progression over the years. Also, Miles looked absolutely HIP back in the day. We would've taken pictures, but Asshole Alan and Resplendent Rachel refused to break away from their work on Emcee scripts, so we had no camera and no therefore pics. :(:(:(

Math came into play somewhere before that, with me, for the first time this year, NOT doing my math ahead of the lesson. Which turned out to be pleasant, since 1) it is a PAINFUL and GRUELING process to do math ahead of time, especially when you aren't *that* good at math 2) Ms/Mrs Lim's teaching somehow seemed much better when I didn't have an idea already of what ought to be taught already formed in my mind, I guess my previous judgment of her teaching was unfair in this sense. And I was beginning to like math again to. THEN THEY ANNOUNCE THE SECOND CHAPTER IS OUT AND XINGKAI[Universal Man of Science] AND FRIENDS ARE GOING TO DO TO 2D BEFORE I'M EVEN DONE WITH 1D.

I wasted some time with Zhihao thereafter discussing some See² concept stuff. We became increasing frustrated and random trying to think up JUST 2 more topics for participants to discuss, when I ripped up our well organized writing paper, and a message was delivered to us (was originally "Purpose & Prospects" and "Aims & Relevance", two entirely equivocal topic titles). Sometime during the discussion Fo popped by and we were debating whether or not to pon Mr. Chaos' 2 Hour InfoComm Rep lecture.

Fo and I later left for A14 again(originally meant only as a temporary stop before heading to Fac Dance), where we played Bluff with the guys in class for a bit. It was then that it happened. SHANG DA returned from his epic pilgrimage to Donut Factory,Raffles City with a boxful of a DOZEN DELICIOUS DOUGHNUTS. There was joyous feasting and ceremonious laughter at Alan after WONDERFUL WASTED chocolate dripped DELECTABLY over his shirt, and Benchow subsequently licking it. The girls didn't finish their PRECIOUS PASTRIES because they can't handle manly food. Incidentilly, because he had delivered unto us these sacred offerings, Shang Da has reached a level of impeccable manhood, amplified only by his self-proclaimed love for little girls.

Fo and I wasted an awful amount of time at InfoComm Rep briefing doing nothing and talking about how pitiful her life-with-chinese-lessons is.

I later convinced Zhihao to go to Ang Mo Kio with me, though this was settled upon only after a Dance Off at the computer labs where we showed each other our faculty dances. We spent a lot of time talking about a whole load of nothing while walking around getting my DS Lite warranty settled and borrowing books. We left each other with a passionate hug and a kiss goodbye and then I took a bus home.