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Friday, April 13, 2007 ♠
Dawn of The Revival

Today was Sports Day. Had duty due to unfortunate circumstances. No,actually I volunteered for a measly 3 CIP hours. How unfortunate. We were promised free ice-cream,but none went my way.

As I was busy distributing water bottles and grumbling about my fate, I suddenly felt my leg vibrating. No, as in, the pants were vibrating. I inferred that someone was calling me, and I stared at Joel, who had a track record for doing such stupid things, and AHA! He was grinning from ear to ear, and was pleased that he prank called successfully, in full view of the teachers. Unfortunately, the teachers did not notice that stumpy piece of metal in his over-sized hand, so nothing happened.

Distributing water bottles is fun. You get to sit down in front of the railing to watch the runners sweat it all out and turn out exhausted. You get to be scolded, railed at, because you are blocking the sight of short students lining the front rows, so we had no option but to comply with the increasing demanding complaints.As far as I could see, most of the girl guides were slacking in the sheltered tents, and many scouts were slogging their way just to beg people to take water bottles.(not including me)

For some reason, the enthusiastic students came up to us and pleaded us for water bottles. Okay, I admit, not pleaded, inquired. OKAY fine fine, demanded. To while away the endless time, coupons were teared away into fine grains of paper. I could see nothing useful in that measly piece of paper, so I decided on mercy killing. I'm an environmentalist! I swear. And to think that the band's performance was so costume-reliant, with the entirety of them dressing up in Power Rangers suits.

I admit that my uniform isn't more or less aesthetically pleasing than their suits/costumes, but.. it has at least more.. oomph in it. We got to consume food and drinks , but there was only one problem: no utensils. That was interesting. I asked my Mother Tongue teacher for help, and she took the spoon used to serve chilli and washed it and gave it to me. I was, frantically trying to convince myself that it was hygienic. How unfair. I got to eat and drink only at the later part, because I was stationed somewhere else, and wasn't posted to the sheltered tents.

Meanwhile, I realized that the food was somewhat spicy, so I got a bottle from Mr Tay and filled it up with orange juice (not sure, at least it looked like orange juice). After finishing the free food, I decided to use a serviette for beauty ( no, it was really hygiene reasons) reasons. After assembling for no apparent reason, we patiently (and rather impatiently) waited for Mr Tan to take class attendance. And we were off.

I decided, it was time.

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