As it turns out, when I last said that "that was the last time I would ever be wearing my uniform again", I was wrong. I totally forgot that they would make me go back to school early in the morning on a Saturday, to (hopefully) collect Kinokuniya vouchers which I could use to replace the my lost pencil case.
And yeah, they called us back to get our awards. At 7.30 in the morning... When the event was actually scheduled to start a 9. Awesome, yeah? So we sat there for an hour and a half waiting. Then we sat for another hour or so waiting. Then we got our awards, and I spent another hour waiting. The entire time I was just whining "Can't they just give us our bloody vouchers and let us go already?" No, they felt the need to make us sit through some speeches which I didn't listen to, some performances which were painful to listen to, slightly boring, and irrelevant, respectively. I ended up taking out my notebook to scribble and doodle on.
Yes, I did draw a similar one during one of my classes back at AJ. I just couldn't think of anything else at that point of time.
In the end, they didn't give my Kinokuniya vouchers. I got twenty dollars for Popular Bookstore and thirty for some clothesy places that I don't really know the names of. Other than Adidas and maybe that one with the little crocodile on it... Also the certificate, while slightly fancier than my O' Level cert, wasn't nearly as satisfying as I hoped it would be.
Meh.
After lunch at Pizza Hut(where there was this total cheese orgy going on somewhere...) the class was walking around aimlessly and I figured that people could sell their semen for cash. I mean, why not?
Okay I won't go into that. Probably not a good idea on a public board.
So anyway I went home and invaded planet Earth again. After which I had a discussion with part of the KI circle about next Thursday. And for what was supposed to be a group of intelligent, focused individuals, we took quite a while to come to any sort of consensus. I mean somehow, we sidetracked... A lot. Also eventually we began trying to fit ourselves into the Fellowship of the Ring again. So after about two and a half hours of blabber we eventually settled on donuts.
It's 'cause they're round and all.
Oh, and it's just really, really hot today. Don't give me any "Sunday" puns. About four of them have already spontaneously sprang forth in my brain, and I am not too happy about them.
On the bright side, my family bought some ice cream today. Which meant that I got to play with dry ice. I also learned that none of my family members actually knew what dry ice was. My dad seemed to have this impression that it was actually carbon monoxide rather than carbon dioxide. Which was odd. He works in the petrochemical department. I'd have thought that he would have gleaned some general knowledge about what they put in the ice cream bag so it won't slosh all over when you bring it home.
I tried freezing the toilet water, but there just wasn't enough ice.
AAaaand so. It's back to... Doing stuff. I'm going to print out the rest of the tutorials that I haven't done yet. And all the other junk for that camp that I'll be attending this weekend.
About that camp I'll be attending this weekend. There's going to be a telematch. Telematches are the most redundant events at any camp. They usually involve physical activity that splits people into to categories. One, people who are physically apt and enjoy the sport, and two, the people who think it's a total waste of time and wouldn't even bother trying, because those who do enjoy it simply take up all the space.
I'd rather have three hours of... Not doing anything. Sitting around together with other people is a much better way to get used to not talking to other people. Trains you to ignore the silence.
-Joe