Arts fest, CSP

woah... arts fest is over. it's a happy and sad thing? happy cos i can stop telling half truths to my mum abt why i come home so late, and cos yearmates wldn't have to tell half truths or lies to their parents either. happy cos our hard work is paid off :D and sad cos the experience is over. oh mann... and it's a sad thing that i can't finish this off without having regrets. so to get it off my chest, i'll list them down.
1) i could have come up with better choreography
2) we could've been more productive during sessions, and not have all the editting done last minute
3) i couldve contributed more eg the purchasing of costumes
4) leaving comp halfway for csp
5) getting mad at artsfest-ers at times
and the good things:
1) it was bluidy fun :D we had a reason to laugh at each other MWAHAHAHAHAAAAAA. sneaking into the gym and dance studio was fun as well. but the security guard was bloody rude. wth.
2) we get to bond (heh)
3) we get to pig!!! heh bread and tuna. and snackers. and 1.5 litre bottle drinks. pop corn.
4) and i eventually found out taka has a fountain inside of it when siti and i went to shop for FOOD
5) we get to urm use make up in a very urm unique way. haha. who says we have to be girl-y to use make up. hahAA. i think the reaction we got from other competitors and audiences who saw us was priceless. HEHEEE
6) spending time with darling yearmates and sara and carey; it wouldn't be smthg i would trade for anything else

in the end, all the times i smacked huan ying and siti for pulling my hair when tying it, and all the hair loss when pulling out the plastic hair ties, and all the body ache, and all the laughing at each other, and the falling and crawling and rolling on the floor, and the sweat, was paid off :) 1st runners-up baybeh! and kudos to year 3s and year 2s for their hardwork!!!!!! champs and 1st runners-up. woots!!!
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After performing, siti, ain, sara, and i left for CSP. spent slightly more than 1/2 hr washing the make up of (didn't get to take pics :/). took cab to YM. the uncle didn't know where it was so we asked him to take us to VS. he didn't know where it is. so siti called fidz to get the address. in the cab, we pulled each other's hair some more, trying to remove the hair ties. i loss more hair. and the rest was super tangled up. i broke sara's comb :/
got to YM. i was very very pleasantly surprised when i saw ppl who were beforehand mia like Izzat, and volunteers like Saufi and Syafiq. thanks SO MUCH for coming to help us out. it went a lot better than i thought it could. kudos to fidz and all the GL for handling the kids (5 year olds!). and all the ingenious ways you guys used to distract the kids like playing musical chairs, showing videos of VS dikir barat (whatever fidz) etc even though it wasn't in the programme. that's really brilliant.
Sara and I were in the back room doing up the prizes. it was fun ah. we starting counting oreos and wan wans and mentos sweet (each wrapper has a single sweet, not the long kind. imagine!) to make sure each hamper had equal number of food stuff in it. and we folded and refolded the csp shirt so that it can fit into the A4 lid. and we sorted the notebooks. and then we wrapped everything into hampers! thanks to abang raz and ahmed and firz and syafiq for helping us wrap them. i screwed up the scotchtape, keep tearing it then had to pick the egde again and tearing it. but i could do it in the end! hah!
reflection was really screwed up ah.. in my head i was just like 'i'm glad this is over so that all the bullshit can't ever happen again' unless we're doing another CSP which is not likely. there could've been many things i think that a lot of ppl would have said but those things weren't said. i personally was filtering through my words and then said a much different thing from what i intended to say. oh well. and i was really wow at saufi for seeing through to the heart of things.
then asar-ed at YM. then miza and ain took photos with abang raz. then abg raz carried wiz and ziyad. haha that was funny. then fidz, wiz and ziyad had to leave for VS (bbq at night?!) and then waited for maghrib along with siti, miza, ain, sara, firz and syafiq. and there was a rainbow!!! 2 RAINBOWS! pretty seh... took photographs, started singing and doing the siti jump! being crazyy.
then maghrib-ed. then went to KFC at parkway parade, waited for VS to come. then makan! that was my first burger in months. then... oh the VS ppl were being weird as usual XD dunno what they were doing, laughing and laughing. and then we ate. and oh!!damn pissed man. i wanted to clear my own tray.isn't that like the natural and right thing to do?? but the cleaner took the tray away from my hand. wth. singaporeans are damned pampered. or rather we are being pampered by 'services'. so..urgh..
k fine, and then we played truth or dare. shall try to remember what happened. miza kena, and chose truth. shoot, marry, shag between wiz, fidz, and ziyad. i choked on my coke :/ she shot wiz, married ziyad, shagged fidz. haha siti was like 'i bet wiz's happy being shot by you'. then dares included wiz showing some random person an sms saying 'someone's interested in someone.', ziyad asking a cleaner 'hi may i take your order please?' haha the cleaner was like 'i dunno, you ask the counter.' uhm..oh i had to do truth. the most mushiest thing i've ever said to a guy. that was dumb. then. firz did a dare, langgar someone and said 'oh sayang'. and fidz had to do truth on whom he's attracted to. haha miza and i were like 'either... or...'. XD
then balik! took 966 back with miza, ain, sara and siti and syafiq. then fidz smsed asking to wait. all of us except for miza and syafiq got off at CJC. then ain, sara and siti took 105 straight to jurong east. and so i waited. it was uhm long. phone batt died. wth. then, took a 966 bus abt 45 min later, hoping fidz's inside but he wasn't, then the bus moved off to bukit panjang. and fidz board the bus at some busstop at bukit panjang o.O cos apparently i missed the one he was in. so we talked on the way back. and then yeah, balik and mandi and TIDUR!
all in all it was actually quite a fun day.

i should be studying chemistry. because there is spa tomorrow. but i really can't bring myself to care anymore. part of my brain says, "it's ok, let the school stress more if we aren't doing well in chemistry." i wonder if they care in the first place?
god, the irony of it all. wholistic education yadayadayada... if there's any school that never follows what it says, it's our school. our school has a history of twisting everything such that they fool us into getting their way.
"developing potentials and talents". nope, not really. i've never really understood why we have to go through trials to get into CCA, congress and all the leadership position. sure, it helps to narrow down those who can benefit the organization/club. but since when do the sch have a right to say that some people don't have enough of the leadership skills/quality to make it into the PSB etc? what happened to developing talents and developing a student's potential? yeah someone may suck at badminton or what not, but with hardwork and dedication, that person can be a wonderful player. potential turn into talent. not all is about winning the gold medal and bringing home the challenge trophy. sure we'd love to make the school proud; raise its name. but i think it's time we start doing it for the right reasons.
and all the talk about sportsmanship, generousity and humbleness goes to nothing if what the school is all about is the oh-so prestigious name, the glam and the spotlight (literally). and the irony of collecting ORA funds. quote "we should remember that during this times of economic crisis, there are those who need our help". somewhere along those lines. and here we are, celebrating our 130th anniversary tomorrow, with props that amount to don't know how many hundreds of thousands of dollars. seriously, a light that causes about 10 k each? and how many lights do we have? how about many. plus the pretty pretty costumes that cost a few hundred per costume? yeah, way to go being compassionate during times of economic crisis.
if there's a reason why singapore would go bankrupt one day, i suppose it will be rgs celebrating their 150th anniversary. maybe they'd fly the whole sch to the moon.
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hmmm...i wonder if whatever i've said is actually banned here. too bad.