'cos that's the very first thing that crossed my mind when i stepped into school way too early this Saturday morning, to be greeted by a dark sky, a handful of faithful classmates, and the parade coordinator booming over the PA reminding all those marching that executing a "full swing" was a must...
and when the whole founder's day shebang started, there were only 11 from point.nine in attendance, a few others at various duties around the school...
which meant that HALF of the class made the wisest decision to stay home after the uselessness that was yesterday...
and as much as i envy them for it, today was one of those days that make you think 'damn, i shoulda never been here, but it was one heck of a day nonetheless'
those dark clouds replayed the storm from last year by raining showers of blessing on all those sitting at the astroturf, first in light sheets, then in great bucketfuls, prompting many a teacher to hitch up their skirts/saris and make for the hills as fast as their elaborate founder's day outfits allowed them to...
and so did the rest of us, recreating a scene from last year's exodus from the turf, and filling me with a sense of unorganized anarchy that probably made those in authority burst a gasket just thinking about it...
daryl and i were stopped in our tracks by one economics teacher's request to join some Creative Industries Symposium organized by VJC, but it's safe to assume that any form of academic endeavor was the furthest thing from our mind given the damp circumstances...
thankfully, the five.nine hoodie from last year was the best investment we ever made, and it ensured that those of us who brought it were not soaked completely...
up in the audi, we sat through speech after lengthy speech, ending the day in class with our newly procured stamps and coffee table books, and 2 PCTs who were probably more than slightly nonplussed at the shabby attendance...
but i must mention this - the special announcement turned out to be about the new School Anthem recording, and in general it's a nice new jingle that is as easily forgotten as the last version, but what was most hilarious was the way the choir was made to sing it at the bottom level of the audi...
quite literally, they were facing alternate rows and singing AT the bewildered guests, many of whom were gravely shaken by having a soprano belt out A flat after C sharp right in your ear...
lunch at Din Tai Feng, Paragon with Han An/Lucy/Sean/Genevieve was satisfying, and drinks at Starbucks, Crown Prince after that rounded off our first visit to town in a long time...
flipping through the 20-year recount of ACS (Independent), i'm surprised to find myself interested in details that, on normal circumstances, would never have appealed to me in the least...
maybe it's 'cos this is, after all, my final year in the school, and also because hearing about how supremely unbelievable the first IB batch was has become slightly tiresome...
they are pioneers by virtue of the fact that they were born a year earlier, and i have a feeling that my year won't settle for being seen as sloppy seconds, a fact that will probably be proven come IB exams '08...
and btw, Hey March.
