hello all.
feeling soo tired. got 4 hrs of sleep on a holiday day. that's so impossible.
but it was because my brother got hospitalised. i wish he would do that less often.
His case is really interesting. Listen(or read):
He was riding his bicycle. He fell down. A week later he felt a strange pain in his butt. Yes, you read that right. So the pain gets worse and worse. He has to take painkillers. Then he feels he messed up his O-levels because of the pain. He can't concentrate.
His teacher tells us to go get it checked at A&E.
Apparently, he has an abcess near his tailbone. Think of it as a giant pimple. Painful.
Well, he just got operated on (to drain out the pus). Actually it's pretty funny if you think about it.
I'm so cruel. Or maybe it's just a lack of sleep.
joshua (KOL ftw!)
Saturday, October 25, 2008
Thursday, October 23, 2008
02!
Well, well, well. Guess I'm really really bored.
As Russell aptly pointed out:" The first step to a post (an important position in the CCA) is to know what you want. Then you make it known. Then you make the choice obvious for others."
Well, I guess this is my reply Russell: A post is not the most important thing in life.
True true, a post does mean some form of recognition in the troop. A postless member eventually becomes quite a ghost in 02 (sorry). I can't deny that a post isn't something I wouldn't want.
But don't misunderstand me: I'm not like yearning to be SR or anything like that, I just want to be in a position where I can see the Sec 1s soon to be Sec 2s grow as leaders. Because RI is a special school, and 02 is a 'special special' CCA. (thanks for the quote Mr. Court)
Also because my batch of Sec 2s was the last batch to undergo seriously tough batch bonding. Yes. Let me give you an example of our December Camp bonding activities:
1) Rojak. Everyone strips off their shirts, throws them in a gigantic pile, and pulls on someone else's. Sounds fun from here, but not when it's 4 am and you've had less than 5 hrs sleep in the past 3 days and it's raining and the astroturf beneath you is soaked and you're really VERY scared of the J1 guy who's shouting at you. Not to mention you have 15 seconds.
2) Caterpillar. Everyone sits down, joins up legs (you sit cross-legged, then someone places his legs into your lap from behind and hooks them around your thighs) and then moves by pushing his hands onto the ground and lifting himself up and forward. Sounds fun but not when you're doing it for half an hour. Your thighs hurt like crap. Not to mention that the ground is soaked, so now your pants are soaked as well. And this is after rojak.
3) Dragon push-ups. Everyone knows what this is. Not easy with a batch of 15 people. Ow.
And the killer.
4) Conveyer belt. Everyone lies down in a row. The guy at the end rolls himself over all the others to reach the end. The conveyer belt of people then moves like that. VERY painful. You can't breathe. People jab you in the nuts and you try not to scream as screaming will lead to like 50 pushups for everyone. And this is after all the earlier activities.
As a result, our batch broke somewhere towards the end and we are now all the best of friends. Really. I couldn't imagine school life without Yong Xin, Ryan Seah, Sudeep (or supeed as we fondly call him), Kwang Ik, Ernest, Yen Min, Jun Yu, Alex (no seriously!), Peng Yun and all my other batchmates. Sports CCAs, you may call us 'gay' but we have the friendship that you will NEVER HAVE. Eat that.
I wish the Sec 1s would have this kind of intensive killer bonding but nowadays punishments are lax. Sigh.
So as for the post question, I don't really mind whatever post I get. PL, APL, even postless. As long as I get to bring the Sec 1 batch together As One.
Sounds really mighty, now that I read through the post but that's really what it is.
As Russell aptly pointed out:" The first step to a post (an important position in the CCA) is to know what you want. Then you make it known. Then you make the choice obvious for others."
Well, I guess this is my reply Russell: A post is not the most important thing in life.
True true, a post does mean some form of recognition in the troop. A postless member eventually becomes quite a ghost in 02 (sorry). I can't deny that a post isn't something I wouldn't want.
But don't misunderstand me: I'm not like yearning to be SR or anything like that, I just want to be in a position where I can see the Sec 1s soon to be Sec 2s grow as leaders. Because RI is a special school, and 02 is a 'special special' CCA. (thanks for the quote Mr. Court)
Also because my batch of Sec 2s was the last batch to undergo seriously tough batch bonding. Yes. Let me give you an example of our December Camp bonding activities:
1) Rojak. Everyone strips off their shirts, throws them in a gigantic pile, and pulls on someone else's. Sounds fun from here, but not when it's 4 am and you've had less than 5 hrs sleep in the past 3 days and it's raining and the astroturf beneath you is soaked and you're really VERY scared of the J1 guy who's shouting at you. Not to mention you have 15 seconds.
2) Caterpillar. Everyone sits down, joins up legs (you sit cross-legged, then someone places his legs into your lap from behind and hooks them around your thighs) and then moves by pushing his hands onto the ground and lifting himself up and forward. Sounds fun but not when you're doing it for half an hour. Your thighs hurt like crap. Not to mention that the ground is soaked, so now your pants are soaked as well. And this is after rojak.
3) Dragon push-ups. Everyone knows what this is. Not easy with a batch of 15 people. Ow.
And the killer.
4) Conveyer belt. Everyone lies down in a row. The guy at the end rolls himself over all the others to reach the end. The conveyer belt of people then moves like that. VERY painful. You can't breathe. People jab you in the nuts and you try not to scream as screaming will lead to like 50 pushups for everyone. And this is after all the earlier activities.
As a result, our batch broke somewhere towards the end and we are now all the best of friends. Really. I couldn't imagine school life without Yong Xin, Ryan Seah, Sudeep (or supeed as we fondly call him), Kwang Ik, Ernest, Yen Min, Jun Yu, Alex (no seriously!), Peng Yun and all my other batchmates. Sports CCAs, you may call us 'gay' but we have the friendship that you will NEVER HAVE. Eat that.
I wish the Sec 1s would have this kind of intensive killer bonding but nowadays punishments are lax. Sigh.
So as for the post question, I don't really mind whatever post I get. PL, APL, even postless. As long as I get to bring the Sec 1 batch together As One.
Sounds really mighty, now that I read through the post but that's really what it is.
revival
Hello! Time to revive the blog, following the long spate of events e.g. Drama Challenge, EOYs etc.
This is going to be some super long post, so go grab a cup of Milo or coffee or whatever you drink first.
Ok. Let's start with Drama Challenge.
What's Drama Challenge? For those who are not in RI, Drama Challenge is a project where you take a particular scene of Shakespeare's Merchant of Venice and modify it for a modern audience.
So we all went along, coming up with a simply hilarious script (There were those that said it was 'retarded and lame' but they're all uncivilised barbarians). The final cast was:
Uday Duggal: Bassanio.
Uday is a very gifted actor. And I mean really gifted. Without him our play would have fallen apart.
Me: Portia
Yes, I know, acting as a girl. What can I do? I mean, it's the second most important role, and I'm the second best actor in class (or so I hope), so...
Rui Jun: Gratiano
Rui Jun really tries very hard, and I applaud him with the deepest respect. Although he does have some slight pronunciation problems, coming from a Chinese family background. (We don't blame him)
Lih Khuang: Nerissa
Lih Khuang tries too, but I wish he was less playful and more focused at rehearsals.
6 random guys: Guards/Escorts
They're the guards of Portia's house. And the escorts. NO, NOT SOCIAL ESCORTS!
So it was all fine and dandy (fine, maybe it wasn't but it wasn't terrible either). The Sounds and Lights people were all novices. Like first-timers. So I don't blame them for their inexpertise.
The day of the performance came. People looked at us with expectant looks (or maybe it was because I was in a flouncy dress). Then our turn to perform arrived.
The sounds people screwed up. Big time. The sounds didn't play. Not ONE of them was played at the right time. And the lights didn't fade out or in as required. This was especially pronounced at the end, when we were all waiting for the lights to fade out for our exit. I had to improvise an exit line: "Well then, we'll leave you [Gratiano and Nerissa] to your own devices. Come on then, Bassanio." Uday caught on, saying, "Yes, before Morocco comes." THEN the lights faded.
We forgave them after anyway because the audience said they didn't notice a thing. *phew*
However, it was a splendid performance. The whole audience loved it and they laughed and clapped at our most splendid jokes ("Ward him [Morocco] off with the finger [the ring finger], Bassanio!")
Then the moment of truth arrived: The oral defense. Uday and a few other guys went up for this one. Me and the other actors were backstage.
Then Mrs Suhaimi said into the microphone:" Your class has violated two major rules. Firstly, you have changed the script to modern English. Secondly, you have changed the scene. Explain yourself."
This came as quite a shock to us.
Ok, maybe more than that. We were like WTHHFHFHH!HHTHSHAKJHLUKGH^*&^(&*TG*OEG*&V!&. Let me explain why.
Our relief teacher, Mr. Siva, though claiming to be in 'correspondence' with the other teachers, gave the ok to our script which was in modern English. So we naturally felt quite wronged as he had unwittingly compromised our marks. Personally, I don't think he did it intentionally but he could have made sure before telling us.
Then for the scene-change. What the teachers didn't understand was that the enture THEME of the play was CONTRAST! See, in the play, Portia is racist. She hates Indians (such as the Prince of Morocco, whom she despises for his skin colour). So, we decided to create a large contrast: Portia and Nerissa (her serving-maid) are prim and proper individuals who are very traditional (thus the flouncy dresses), whereas Bassanio is a flirtatious, impatient, and stunningly modern Indian (who is wearing a suave suit and long pants and sunglasses). So thus two different 'time-zones' is created: one with Portia and Nerissa, the other with Bassanio and Gratiano. Then we further this contrast by actively pulling Portia and Bassanio to the same side of the stage. What the teachers thought was that we changed the scene because of this. It is not their fault, rather, it is Mr. Siva's fault yet again. The moment you change the language, characterisation will inevitably change. If not then the play's content would be irrelevant to its language and therefore its audience.
So we were all devastated. Not to mention a terribly done advertisement and flyer (what was those committees doing??)
so thats that for the drama challenge. whew, i need to stop speaking in good english for a while.
so then many random things happened (we went hunting for Mrs. Suhaimi, we hunted Mr. Siva down etc.) But on the bright side, the teachers now recognise me as a respectable English force! Whee! (as well as a good actor)
then the EOYs were around the corner! Massive amounts of mugging. I think I did like 8 hours of mugging on a good day.
Not much to say for EOYs, so.
Anyway, i'll be churning out an 02 post soon, so stick around!
Joshua (and no, its 'Porshua', not 'Joshia').
This is going to be some super long post, so go grab a cup of Milo or coffee or whatever you drink first.
Ok. Let's start with Drama Challenge.
What's Drama Challenge? For those who are not in RI, Drama Challenge is a project where you take a particular scene of Shakespeare's Merchant of Venice and modify it for a modern audience.
So we all went along, coming up with a simply hilarious script (There were those that said it was 'retarded and lame' but they're all uncivilised barbarians). The final cast was:
Uday Duggal: Bassanio.
Uday is a very gifted actor. And I mean really gifted. Without him our play would have fallen apart.
Me: Portia
Yes, I know, acting as a girl. What can I do? I mean, it's the second most important role, and I'm the second best actor in class (or so I hope), so...
Rui Jun: Gratiano
Rui Jun really tries very hard, and I applaud him with the deepest respect. Although he does have some slight pronunciation problems, coming from a Chinese family background. (We don't blame him)
Lih Khuang: Nerissa
Lih Khuang tries too, but I wish he was less playful and more focused at rehearsals.
6 random guys: Guards/Escorts
They're the guards of Portia's house. And the escorts. NO, NOT SOCIAL ESCORTS!
So it was all fine and dandy (fine, maybe it wasn't but it wasn't terrible either). The Sounds and Lights people were all novices. Like first-timers. So I don't blame them for their inexpertise.
The day of the performance came. People looked at us with expectant looks (or maybe it was because I was in a flouncy dress). Then our turn to perform arrived.
The sounds people screwed up. Big time. The sounds didn't play. Not ONE of them was played at the right time. And the lights didn't fade out or in as required. This was especially pronounced at the end, when we were all waiting for the lights to fade out for our exit. I had to improvise an exit line: "Well then, we'll leave you [Gratiano and Nerissa] to your own devices. Come on then, Bassanio." Uday caught on, saying, "Yes, before Morocco comes." THEN the lights faded.
We forgave them after anyway because the audience said they didn't notice a thing. *phew*
However, it was a splendid performance. The whole audience loved it and they laughed and clapped at our most splendid jokes ("Ward him [Morocco] off with the finger [the ring finger], Bassanio!")
Then the moment of truth arrived: The oral defense. Uday and a few other guys went up for this one. Me and the other actors were backstage.
Then Mrs Suhaimi said into the microphone:" Your class has violated two major rules. Firstly, you have changed the script to modern English. Secondly, you have changed the scene. Explain yourself."
This came as quite a shock to us.
Ok, maybe more than that. We were like WTHHFHFHH!HHTHSHAKJHLUKGH^*&^(&*TG*OEG*&V!&. Let me explain why.
Our relief teacher, Mr. Siva, though claiming to be in 'correspondence' with the other teachers, gave the ok to our script which was in modern English. So we naturally felt quite wronged as he had unwittingly compromised our marks. Personally, I don't think he did it intentionally but he could have made sure before telling us.
Then for the scene-change. What the teachers didn't understand was that the enture THEME of the play was CONTRAST! See, in the play, Portia is racist. She hates Indians (such as the Prince of Morocco, whom she despises for his skin colour). So, we decided to create a large contrast: Portia and Nerissa (her serving-maid) are prim and proper individuals who are very traditional (thus the flouncy dresses), whereas Bassanio is a flirtatious, impatient, and stunningly modern Indian (who is wearing a suave suit and long pants and sunglasses). So thus two different 'time-zones' is created: one with Portia and Nerissa, the other with Bassanio and Gratiano. Then we further this contrast by actively pulling Portia and Bassanio to the same side of the stage. What the teachers thought was that we changed the scene because of this. It is not their fault, rather, it is Mr. Siva's fault yet again. The moment you change the language, characterisation will inevitably change. If not then the play's content would be irrelevant to its language and therefore its audience.
So we were all devastated. Not to mention a terribly done advertisement and flyer (what was those committees doing??)
so thats that for the drama challenge. whew, i need to stop speaking in good english for a while.
so then many random things happened (we went hunting for Mrs. Suhaimi, we hunted Mr. Siva down etc.) But on the bright side, the teachers now recognise me as a respectable English force! Whee! (as well as a good actor)
then the EOYs were around the corner! Massive amounts of mugging. I think I did like 8 hours of mugging on a good day.
Not much to say for EOYs, so.
Anyway, i'll be churning out an 02 post soon, so stick around!
Joshua (and no, its 'Porshua', not 'Joshia').
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