virus got my pc!!! I'm so irritated!! I have already been extremely careful..........argh
Tuesday, June 25, 2002
I was actually a little surprised that he had no objection when I suggested that we go take neo-prints (I had tremendous fun doing that with my friends when we met up for dinner that night). I had expected objections and comments that neo-prints were childish and all that stuff. On the contrary, he simply followed me up to where the
machines were! We even took 2 different sets (that's 32 different prints) of neo-prints. I love him for being so spontaneous.
Yellow pillow is too big. Colleagues thought that it was for a bed! I only have half a chair to sit on now...
I am so sleepy...
machines were! We even took 2 different sets (that's 32 different prints) of neo-prints. I love him for being so spontaneous.
Yellow pillow is too big. Colleagues thought that it was for a bed! I only have half a chair to sit on now...
I am so sleepy...
First day of school today, after the so-called 4-week break (it was in effect, only a 5-day break for me, which I spent in Bali..). Nightmare Part 2.
I get stressed up planning lessons for the next day. I get even more stressed up if I am walking to school with no plans of what I am going to do in class for that day. I hate that feeling. Very stressful! Sometimes I wish I was in a job that would not put me through such great responsibilities and such stress levels.
Anyway, I survived Day One.
We went to Ikea to shop around today. Took down specific measurements of the furniture that we were interested in and went home to take the measurements of his room. Bought some small storage items too. I bought a big yellow pillow to put on my chair at work. We packed up his stuff and the room actually looks pretty neat and spacious. There might be a problem arranging the furniture in the room if he buys a study table. We are still working things out...
Classes begin tomorrow for him....
I get stressed up planning lessons for the next day. I get even more stressed up if I am walking to school with no plans of what I am going to do in class for that day. I hate that feeling. Very stressful! Sometimes I wish I was in a job that would not put me through such great responsibilities and such stress levels.
Anyway, I survived Day One.
We went to Ikea to shop around today. Took down specific measurements of the furniture that we were interested in and went home to take the measurements of his room. Bought some small storage items too. I bought a big yellow pillow to put on my chair at work. We packed up his stuff and the room actually looks pretty neat and spacious. There might be a problem arranging the furniture in the room if he buys a study table. We are still working things out...
Classes begin tomorrow for him....
Thursday, June 20, 2002
It's been a hectic day. I was up at 6am and was greeted with a water problem. Apparently the toilets for the students in the school had NO water supply. The kids could not wash their face nor brush their teeth. They were also not able to flush the wc. I had to run around to check if it was the case for all the toilets and then I reported the matter to the office. The students were allowed to use the staff toilet to wash up.
I went jogging with them this morning!
Staff meeting was a drag. There was a presentation by BM and another HOD. They were talking about being matured adults who held authority in the eyes of the students. Quite a few statements were made that irritated me. She mentioned that the problem was largely present among the young teachers and that young teachers tend to be too friendly with students thus causing students to take advantage of them and discipline is hence lost. She said that there was no need for young teachers to concentrate of building rapport with their students as her studies have shown that secondary school students look up to teachers who delivered good lessons rather than teachers who had good rapport with them. What a crock of shit...I mean, I accept the fact that if certain lines are not drawn between teacher and student, then students will easily "climb over the teacher's head", but when teachers build with their students, they are not asking for a .....
I'm so sleepy......night...................zzzzzzzzz
Still miss you baby....
I went jogging with them this morning!
Staff meeting was a drag. There was a presentation by BM and another HOD. They were talking about being matured adults who held authority in the eyes of the students. Quite a few statements were made that irritated me. She mentioned that the problem was largely present among the young teachers and that young teachers tend to be too friendly with students thus causing students to take advantage of them and discipline is hence lost. She said that there was no need for young teachers to concentrate of building rapport with their students as her studies have shown that secondary school students look up to teachers who delivered good lessons rather than teachers who had good rapport with them. What a crock of shit...I mean, I accept the fact that if certain lines are not drawn between teacher and student, then students will easily "climb over the teacher's head", but when teachers build with their students, they are not asking for a .....
I'm so sleepy......night...................zzzzzzzzz
Still miss you baby....
Wednesday, June 19, 2002
Man its so quiet I can actually hear the clock on the wall ticking, despite the soft humming of the air-con in here. C and Y and fast asleep. C in the sleeping bag in front of her table and Y on the sofa in the lounge. Me? I'm going to spread out my sleeping bag in front of my table (on the floor) and take my snooze....
It's 2am now and I'm sitting in front of the peecee in the staffroom. I have just finished packing up the external "mess" at my table and have just thrown away quite alot of things that I have not been using for some time. I'm trying to create an efficient workstation where what I have is what I need. Now that the external mess is cleared up, I have to look into the internal mess. That is, the reports and paperwork that I have to do before school re-opens next Monday.
Have staff meeting tomorrow from 8am till 1pm, followed by staff lunch from 1pm to 2pm. I foresee that I will be falling asleep in the meeting and that I will be walking in and out of the room to check on my band. By the way, I'm in school now as I am having my annual band camp.
Am able to stay awake till now as I had 2 cups of coffee in 2 hours jsut awhile ago. Glad that I was able to clear work but worried that I will not be able to wake up tomorrow. In fact, I just dozed off for a split second there....
Would like to blog more but I think I better go rest. Wake up time is 6:30am tomorrow. Camp commandant got to wake up and be the first to fall them in. I'm tired ....I just dozed off again just now....
I miss you baby....
Have staff meeting tomorrow from 8am till 1pm, followed by staff lunch from 1pm to 2pm. I foresee that I will be falling asleep in the meeting and that I will be walking in and out of the room to check on my band. By the way, I'm in school now as I am having my annual band camp.
Am able to stay awake till now as I had 2 cups of coffee in 2 hours jsut awhile ago. Glad that I was able to clear work but worried that I will not be able to wake up tomorrow. In fact, I just dozed off for a split second there....
Would like to blog more but I think I better go rest. Wake up time is 6:30am tomorrow. Camp commandant got to wake up and be the first to fall them in. I'm tired ....I just dozed off again just now....
I miss you baby....
Tuesday, June 18, 2002
Chronicles :
Day 3, 12/6, Wed :
We had arranged with Pande (our tour guide) for our complimentary half day tour this morning. Were supposed to meet him at 9am at the hotel lobby. We woke up late and had to ask him to wait for us while we had a hasty breakfast. Managed to start our day tour at 9:15am.
We went sightseeing and visit monuments and temples. Men and women likewise have to wear sarongs to cover their legs before entering the temples. Women who were menstrating were forbidden to enter the sacred grounds. So I had to stay outside while he went in to take a look and to take photos to show to me.
We also the batik printing "factory" and a wood carving "factory". We were not interested in any of those items so we did not buy any, much to the disappointment of the sales staff and our tour guide, i think.
We asked to spend the 2nd half of the day visiting the volcanoes in Bali. For US$20, we were taken up the mountain to view the volcanoes. The temperature up there was fantastic! The sun was hot but the air was cool and the wind was like full-blast air-con. It was nice to cuddle in the cold wind. We took some pictures and you can view there here. We had a buffet lunch at one of the restaurants in the mountains. Not exactly fantastic food but the coffee was really good. There were many peddlers trying to sell us all sorts of things like bracelets, t-shirts and keychains. We had to tell them "no, thanks" quite a few times before they gave up. Some of the peddlers were even children. There was a woman who offered her entire bunch of keychains at RP10,000. That's only S$2.00! But then I though, what can I do with so many keychains?
We had a traditional massage back at our hotel after the tours. It was soothing and pretty relaxing. Had a fantastic lobster and giant prawn dinner for a whopping RP444,475 and then we went back to the hotel to rest. We planned and confimed a snorkelling trip the next day back at our hotel. It was exciting to know that another day of adventure awaits us. I happily packed our little bag of barang barang for the snorkelling trip. We were not sure if we needed to bring towels, but we decided to just take oe of the pool towels with us. Illegal, I think, but....who knows? and....who cares?
Day 3, 12/6, Wed :
We had arranged with Pande (our tour guide) for our complimentary half day tour this morning. Were supposed to meet him at 9am at the hotel lobby. We woke up late and had to ask him to wait for us while we had a hasty breakfast. Managed to start our day tour at 9:15am.
We went sightseeing and visit monuments and temples. Men and women likewise have to wear sarongs to cover their legs before entering the temples. Women who were menstrating were forbidden to enter the sacred grounds. So I had to stay outside while he went in to take a look and to take photos to show to me.
We also the batik printing "factory" and a wood carving "factory". We were not interested in any of those items so we did not buy any, much to the disappointment of the sales staff and our tour guide, i think.
We asked to spend the 2nd half of the day visiting the volcanoes in Bali. For US$20, we were taken up the mountain to view the volcanoes. The temperature up there was fantastic! The sun was hot but the air was cool and the wind was like full-blast air-con. It was nice to cuddle in the cold wind. We took some pictures and you can view there here. We had a buffet lunch at one of the restaurants in the mountains. Not exactly fantastic food but the coffee was really good. There were many peddlers trying to sell us all sorts of things like bracelets, t-shirts and keychains. We had to tell them "no, thanks" quite a few times before they gave up. Some of the peddlers were even children. There was a woman who offered her entire bunch of keychains at RP10,000. That's only S$2.00! But then I though, what can I do with so many keychains?
We had a traditional massage back at our hotel after the tours. It was soothing and pretty relaxing. Had a fantastic lobster and giant prawn dinner for a whopping RP444,475 and then we went back to the hotel to rest. We planned and confimed a snorkelling trip the next day back at our hotel. It was exciting to know that another day of adventure awaits us. I happily packed our little bag of barang barang for the snorkelling trip. We were not sure if we needed to bring towels, but we decided to just take oe of the pool towels with us. Illegal, I think, but....who knows? and....who cares?
Saturday, June 15, 2002
Chronicles :
Day 2, 11/6, Tues : We had a simple (nicer word for plain?) breakfast at the hotel and we lazed by the pool the whole morning. Had a dip in the pool (it was sooo cold!) and sat in the sun to dry off. He tore off the gauze on his leg and after our swim, we discovered a swarm of savage ants crawling all over the bloodied gauze. I was lucky I did not get to see the whole thing. By that time, he had already burnt the gauze to get rid of the ants.
We learnt today : Gauze burns easily.
After our shower, we walked down to this very cosy restaurant down the road called Kopi Pot. It serves Satay (spelt as Sate on the menu) in the most elaborate manner I have ever seen. The steamed rice comes in a little cane basket lined with a piece of banana leaf. The sauce comes in a separate dish and the 10 sticks of meat were served on a miniature charcoal grill with pieces of burning hot charcoal in it. We sat upstairs and the ambience was really that of a little rooftop garden.
Did I mention that I had been drinking the local Bintang beer since i touched down? Had one at Mama's (German Restaurant) the night before and had one again during lunch. I don't normally drink beer you know.
We went window shopping after lunched. Walked down Legian street (which is pretty long and has 2 rows of shops lined up along both sides. Then we went back to our hotel for a shower and I called Sandy, MJ and Mel up for dinner. We arranged to meet at KFC, Matahari Square at 7pm.
We took a cab to the beach at about 5+ to catch the sunset. Little did I know that when we set foot on the sand, we were immediately bombarded with peddlers trying to sell scarves, bracelets, leather chokers, hair-braiding services, massage, manicure and pedicure, temporary tattoos and more. It was quite scary. They swarm around you, pushing their goods into your face. Women touting hair braiding services would shove a picture of a well-braided girl under your nose. This lady asked if I wanted a massage on my shoulders. She was kneading at my shoulders as she spoke and she even had the audacity to tell me that the kneading on my shoulders as she spoke were free-of-charge! I have not even mentioned about her outraging my modesty for rubbing my shoulders without my permission!
I had originally wanted to try out hair-braiding, so we bargained for a price and the lady spread out a beach scarve on the sand, on which I was to sit while she began braiding my terrified hair. Once I sat down, 6 other women knelt down next to me insisting that I purchase their services. One woman grabbed my hand and gave me a manicure on my left pinky for free as a demo. Subsequently, he bargained for a good price and I got all 10 fingernails done. To cut the long story short, there was 1 woman doing my nails, 2 rubbing my feet with lotion, 1 rubbing my hands and 3 braiding my hair. I have never had so many women "beautifying" me at one shot!
I am tired and will sleep now. Will continue this when I come back from the next camp , Camp Explorer, which starts today, 15/6. I got to wake up at 6:30am later!
Day 2, 11/6, Tues : We had a simple (nicer word for plain?) breakfast at the hotel and we lazed by the pool the whole morning. Had a dip in the pool (it was sooo cold!) and sat in the sun to dry off. He tore off the gauze on his leg and after our swim, we discovered a swarm of savage ants crawling all over the bloodied gauze. I was lucky I did not get to see the whole thing. By that time, he had already burnt the gauze to get rid of the ants.
We learnt today : Gauze burns easily.
After our shower, we walked down to this very cosy restaurant down the road called Kopi Pot. It serves Satay (spelt as Sate on the menu) in the most elaborate manner I have ever seen. The steamed rice comes in a little cane basket lined with a piece of banana leaf. The sauce comes in a separate dish and the 10 sticks of meat were served on a miniature charcoal grill with pieces of burning hot charcoal in it. We sat upstairs and the ambience was really that of a little rooftop garden.
Did I mention that I had been drinking the local Bintang beer since i touched down? Had one at Mama's (German Restaurant) the night before and had one again during lunch. I don't normally drink beer you know.
We went window shopping after lunched. Walked down Legian street (which is pretty long and has 2 rows of shops lined up along both sides. Then we went back to our hotel for a shower and I called Sandy, MJ and Mel up for dinner. We arranged to meet at KFC, Matahari Square at 7pm.
We took a cab to the beach at about 5+ to catch the sunset. Little did I know that when we set foot on the sand, we were immediately bombarded with peddlers trying to sell scarves, bracelets, leather chokers, hair-braiding services, massage, manicure and pedicure, temporary tattoos and more. It was quite scary. They swarm around you, pushing their goods into your face. Women touting hair braiding services would shove a picture of a well-braided girl under your nose. This lady asked if I wanted a massage on my shoulders. She was kneading at my shoulders as she spoke and she even had the audacity to tell me that the kneading on my shoulders as she spoke were free-of-charge! I have not even mentioned about her outraging my modesty for rubbing my shoulders without my permission!
I had originally wanted to try out hair-braiding, so we bargained for a price and the lady spread out a beach scarve on the sand, on which I was to sit while she began braiding my terrified hair. Once I sat down, 6 other women knelt down next to me insisting that I purchase their services. One woman grabbed my hand and gave me a manicure on my left pinky for free as a demo. Subsequently, he bargained for a good price and I got all 10 fingernails done. To cut the long story short, there was 1 woman doing my nails, 2 rubbing my feet with lotion, 1 rubbing my hands and 3 braiding my hair. I have never had so many women "beautifying" me at one shot!
I am tired and will sleep now. Will continue this when I come back from the next camp , Camp Explorer, which starts today, 15/6. I got to wake up at 6:30am later!
We're back! Safe and sound, slightly tanned from the Bali sun.
I have so much to record down....let's try to put it in some logical order.
Chronicles :
Day 1,10/6, Mon : Touched down on Bali soil at about 8:45pm. Spotted our tour leader, Pande, holding a piece of paper with his name on it. We were whisked to Legian Paradiso Hotel and settled into our room. Was a little disappointed that the room's specifications were not as promised but we were assured of a change the next day. We proceeded to explore our surroundings and took a walk to a 24-hr German restaurant tht served fabulous sausages and beer.
There were many peddlers along the way to the restaurant. There was even a woman with her sleeping child and she was (or looked) homeless and hungry. She was begging. I was rather appalled that she chose to sit on the road, between the curb and the wheel of the parked van there. It was unhygenic and dirty, if not for her, for her child! Was she trying to create a pathetic image so as to successfully beg for a few thousand rupiahs? This night, I saw for myself, for the first time, what extremes poverty can drive a person to.
I have so much to record down....let's try to put it in some logical order.
Chronicles :
Day 1,10/6, Mon : Touched down on Bali soil at about 8:45pm. Spotted our tour leader, Pande, holding a piece of paper with his name on it. We were whisked to Legian Paradiso Hotel and settled into our room. Was a little disappointed that the room's specifications were not as promised but we were assured of a change the next day. We proceeded to explore our surroundings and took a walk to a 24-hr German restaurant tht served fabulous sausages and beer.
There were many peddlers along the way to the restaurant. There was even a woman with her sleeping child and she was (or looked) homeless and hungry. She was begging. I was rather appalled that she chose to sit on the road, between the curb and the wheel of the parked van there. It was unhygenic and dirty, if not for her, for her child! Was she trying to create a pathetic image so as to successfully beg for a few thousand rupiahs? This night, I saw for myself, for the first time, what extremes poverty can drive a person to.
Monday, June 10, 2002
A handicap DIPLOMA holder in Singapore cannot get a decent job. She has to settle to work in DPA at $150 a month, after much attempts to secure a job.
Tell me, how can someone, who definitely needs to incur higher costs than us in terms of daily living, survive on $150 a MONTH?
Other than taking a longer time to move from one place to another, she is no different from any other able-bodied person.
Singapore. Disabled-friendly? I don't think so.
Tell me, how can someone, who definitely needs to incur higher costs than us in terms of daily living, survive on $150 a MONTH?
Other than taking a longer time to move from one place to another, she is no different from any other able-bodied person.
Singapore. Disabled-friendly? I don't think so.
What's the reward?
When you see the wrinkles on their faces as they break into beautiful smiles, all the effort put into the organizing is well worth it and beyond.
Sometimes when I interact with the kids, when I chat a little longer with them, when I ask them questions about their lives and share mine with them, I'm not sure if its superficial. I mean, I defintely do not chat with them just to kill time. I sincerely want to talk to them and find out if they're having a good time and all that. It's just that I know that I will not get to see or talk to them after this weekend and until the next camp that I see them, provided they attend the next camp. Sometimes I wish I could do more. I could get their address and visit them but in reality, I'm too busy during term time to visit them and all that.
I wish I could have more time to reach out to them, more than just this once or twice a year. I've thought about going full-time into this, but I feel that when I start to get a salary for doing this, the whole thing will be different. I suppose, like teaching, admin work will probably become the primary job and reaching out to them is secondary.
These kids have a life so different from ours. We have so many more experiences that they can only dream of. Last night, I was sitting with Ming Keong at Newton Hawker Centre, accompanying him as his dad went to order food for the family. HIs mum and Ming Hui were sitting at another table. (You see, Newton Hawker Centre is not exactly disabled-frendly. You can't seat 2 wheelchairs at the same table. Both brothers are wheel-chair bound and have Duschene Muscular Distrophy) There was a group of 5 youngsters seated at the same long table as Ming Keong and I. He was looking at them drinking, chatting and laughing loudly and all that. There was so much activity going on around us. All of which, I suppose, is pretty new to him. You see, as both brothers are wheel-chair bound, the family hardly goes out together as it is indeed quite a hassle to have to carry and transfer them onto their wheelchairs.
I was thinking to myself, what's on his mind right now? Besides having to ignore some rude stares from the public, what else was going on his mind as he observed his surrondings?
When you see the wrinkles on their faces as they break into beautiful smiles, all the effort put into the organizing is well worth it and beyond.
Sometimes when I interact with the kids, when I chat a little longer with them, when I ask them questions about their lives and share mine with them, I'm not sure if its superficial. I mean, I defintely do not chat with them just to kill time. I sincerely want to talk to them and find out if they're having a good time and all that. It's just that I know that I will not get to see or talk to them after this weekend and until the next camp that I see them, provided they attend the next camp. Sometimes I wish I could do more. I could get their address and visit them but in reality, I'm too busy during term time to visit them and all that.
I wish I could have more time to reach out to them, more than just this once or twice a year. I've thought about going full-time into this, but I feel that when I start to get a salary for doing this, the whole thing will be different. I suppose, like teaching, admin work will probably become the primary job and reaching out to them is secondary.
These kids have a life so different from ours. We have so many more experiences that they can only dream of. Last night, I was sitting with Ming Keong at Newton Hawker Centre, accompanying him as his dad went to order food for the family. HIs mum and Ming Hui were sitting at another table. (You see, Newton Hawker Centre is not exactly disabled-frendly. You can't seat 2 wheelchairs at the same table. Both brothers are wheel-chair bound and have Duschene Muscular Distrophy) There was a group of 5 youngsters seated at the same long table as Ming Keong and I. He was looking at them drinking, chatting and laughing loudly and all that. There was so much activity going on around us. All of which, I suppose, is pretty new to him. You see, as both brothers are wheel-chair bound, the family hardly goes out together as it is indeed quite a hassle to have to carry and transfer them onto their wheelchairs.
I was thinking to myself, what's on his mind right now? Besides having to ignore some rude stares from the public, what else was going on his mind as he observed his surrondings?
Friday, June 07, 2002
I think I did a pretty good job being the emcee tonight. Had more fun laughing with my co-emcee, C, who is as crazy as I am. We were laughing and joking while seated at our own table. Not on stage. Judging from the immediate relatives, we didn't think that they could take jokes, nor did they look like they had any sense of humour in them. C and I hit off very well. She asked me, in front of a few of my other rather prim and proper colleagues, if I went clubbing and all that. Luckily it wasn't my boss seated at the table. Careers like mine do not allow room for personal fun in the likes of clubbing, dancing or drinking. It would, in fact, be frowned upon, should you commit the offence of spending a late night out at a dark bar playing loud music and serving intoxicating beverages. Hmm...a definite no-no...
Frankly my dear, I don't give a hoot.
So, anyone getting married? Experienced emcee at your service....(for a small fee, or for a simple ang-pow discount.) What do you say?
Frankly my dear, I don't give a hoot.
So, anyone getting married? Experienced emcee at your service....(for a small fee, or for a simple ang-pow discount.) What do you say?
Thursday, June 06, 2002
So Elaine called me just now and confirmed that we will meet up at 5pm at the hotel ballroom. She said something about me being able to leave my things in the "day room" and all that. So I have the option of bringing a change of clothes along....hmmm....really wondering if I should. What does day room mean? It's not the room that she and her husband has upstairs I hope. Cos that would be very awkward for me to go changing in their room and to apply makeup and all that there. I'm not even close to her! I mean, if she was a close friend, I think it wouldn't be so wierd.
So anyway, I'm in a mini dilema now. To wear my dress there at 5pm, or to change there? You see, I'm wearing a gown. Don't want to be seen walking around Marina area in a gown. Very out-of-place isn't it?
One more thing. Quek (my mandarin emcee partner) has lost his voice due to flu and cannot be the emcee anymore! Elaine actually asked me if I could do the Mandarin version as well. You got to be kidding.....
She's looking for the other emcee now. The wedding is TOMORROW night. Stress huh? Well, I'm learning from all these and will try to make sure I don't get so stressed up during my own wedding. I mean, I want to be able to enjoy myself and entertain my guests during my wedding.
Hee, the way I talk about it, it's as if I'm getting married soon huh? Hmm....maybe....... in 2 or 3 years' time, right dear? hehe......
So anyway, I'm in a mini dilema now. To wear my dress there at 5pm, or to change there? You see, I'm wearing a gown. Don't want to be seen walking around Marina area in a gown. Very out-of-place isn't it?
One more thing. Quek (my mandarin emcee partner) has lost his voice due to flu and cannot be the emcee anymore! Elaine actually asked me if I could do the Mandarin version as well. You got to be kidding.....
She's looking for the other emcee now. The wedding is TOMORROW night. Stress huh? Well, I'm learning from all these and will try to make sure I don't get so stressed up during my own wedding. I mean, I want to be able to enjoy myself and entertain my guests during my wedding.
Hee, the way I talk about it, it's as if I'm getting married soon huh? Hmm....maybe....... in 2 or 3 years' time, right dear? hehe......
Wednesday, June 05, 2002
Will be the emcee for Elaine's wedding this Thursday. Strange, I feel, as I'm not even her close friend. I would call our relationship as it is -- we are colleagues and mere acquaintances and that's all. She surprised me by asking me that day to be the English emcee for her wedding dinner at Pan Pacific Hotel. She got Quek to be the Mandarin emcee for the night. I was hesitant as I felt like I did not know her well enough to help her to host her wedding dinner. I mean, I would think that the emcee for the dinner should/would normally be close friends of the couple. That would be more meaningful, isn't it? Then the emcees will be able to talk and "expose" details about the couple and sabo them without remorse, isn't it? Personally, I would like the emcee for my wedding to be a close friend of mine. I would feel more secure that way I guess, rather than to let just any person who can speak in front of an audience be my emcee.
Anyway, I will try to be a gracious host for the banquet and will endeavour to say the appropriate things for her. I spoke to Quek today asking him if he had any more info regarding this emcee thingey. Apparently the both of us are pretty lost. She told me to be her emcee last week but she did not get my number (nor did the forgetful me remember to tkae hers). So I do not know how to contact her at all. She did mention that I could be at the hotel at 5pm to get ready and to rehearse. When I asked Quek what time he intended to be there, you would'nt believe what he said. THREE!!! "just to make sure that nothing goes wrong".....my goodness!! I think I have better things to do than to turn up that early to rehearse those few lines that we have. I mean, if I have to dress up and be at the hotel at 3pm, I'd be dead tired during the wedding man... 3pm is ridiculous. I'm just going to be there at 5 at the earliest. That's all.
I've put on weight. Don't know which dress to wear now....can't be too casual. I'm going to be stage man. Cold feet? not yet.....
Anyway, I will try to be a gracious host for the banquet and will endeavour to say the appropriate things for her. I spoke to Quek today asking him if he had any more info regarding this emcee thingey. Apparently the both of us are pretty lost. She told me to be her emcee last week but she did not get my number (nor did the forgetful me remember to tkae hers). So I do not know how to contact her at all. She did mention that I could be at the hotel at 5pm to get ready and to rehearse. When I asked Quek what time he intended to be there, you would'nt believe what he said. THREE!!! "just to make sure that nothing goes wrong".....my goodness!! I think I have better things to do than to turn up that early to rehearse those few lines that we have. I mean, if I have to dress up and be at the hotel at 3pm, I'd be dead tired during the wedding man... 3pm is ridiculous. I'm just going to be there at 5 at the earliest. That's all.
I've put on weight. Don't know which dress to wear now....can't be too casual. I'm going to be stage man. Cold feet? not yet.....
Monday, June 03, 2002
I thought of S today and I just messaged him asking if he was free for coffee tonight. Turned out that he was meeting Cons and Lin for dinner. So we had dinner at NYDC and then coffee at his place.
He has many new additions to his home since the last time I went over. I think the last time I went over to his place was during the Xmas party last year. It's more cosy now and there are many personal touches that make his home really homely. We were just reminiscing....it's been a year since he last moved in! I still remember that time when J and I helped him to hose out his entire apartment with water when we were cleaning and scrubbing it. Now, the whole apartment is so full of soul.
Here's one of his poems, composed yesterday while crossing the road from Holland V to his place :
Withered wings along the pedestal
An angel stood within the stillness of dawn
Eyes sparkle
Question unanswered
The last stop
A love found.
S. Tarjalia
He has many new additions to his home since the last time I went over. I think the last time I went over to his place was during the Xmas party last year. It's more cosy now and there are many personal touches that make his home really homely. We were just reminiscing....it's been a year since he last moved in! I still remember that time when J and I helped him to hose out his entire apartment with water when we were cleaning and scrubbing it. Now, the whole apartment is so full of soul.
Here's one of his poems, composed yesterday while crossing the road from Holland V to his place :
Withered wings along the pedestal
An angel stood within the stillness of dawn
Eyes sparkle
Question unanswered
The last stop
A love found.
S. Tarjalia
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