Time Goes By...

Argh! Slept early yesterday. Guess I've got to write two days today. (Pun intended...)

Tuesday
Being a Friend vs. Being Concerned...

Today was phylosophical. For this case, under the topic of friendship.

It all started when Tim came to school dehydrated, saying that he didn't drink enough water last night. So for PE, he wouldn't be as fast as he ussually is. One less person to run along at the front of the class with. So here's the first question to 'think deeply' about;

If thou friend was'th running with thee, and thou friend started to fail'th and lag'geth behind, should thee slow down with thy friend, or run'neth the rest of thy rounds as instructed by thy PE Teacher?

In the matter of split secons I only had, I decided to run ahead. Afterall, even if I did slow down, Tim would most likely scold me again for lagging when I can still move on.

So after the rounds and a few other excersizes, we were dismissed for recess with the promise that Thursday's PE would be games! Yay! Slowly, Junn Kit, Matt and a few others escorted Tim to class, with me following behind. We then settled down and changed into uniform, ready to make the journey to the SAC for a drink we all deserve. By now, TIm was in greater pain and he needed that drink badly. I was about to follow the group when I saw that Tim's tie was still on his desk. Worried that I may be forced to book him for that, I asked him to wear it. He stared at me and walked off after saying, " Can you stop following the school rules already." He must have understandably said that in annoyance with the fact that here he was in pain and there I was bothering with a tie. I decided to stay in the classroom till everyone came back from puchasing their drinks so I didn't have to face the jazz of booking. Then struck me an even larger question;

Was thee so worried abouth failing in thy duties such thath thee had to uphold thy concern unto thou tie instead'th of thy friend in'th pain?

It somehow ticked in my mind for quite a while. If thou too concered of thy responsibility? Even when the guys came back from their share of refreshments and I went down to have my turn, I sat alone on a chair staring in blank space and thinking about that question while eating my doughnuts. Do I take things too seriously? Wait. I'm taking this question too seriously also, aren't I? See what I mean? I'll think about it some other time...

Later in the day, there was E Sci, and apparently, there's this project we have to do about country populations. Each student in the class chooses a country, based on a continent assigned to them, and does research on the country about population problems (e.g. Aging population, Inbalanced population, ect.) I wanted to choose Israel but my continent was Europe. But just then, Kirby wanted to trade with me Asia for Europe as he wanted Germany. We made a deal in front of the teacher and so all of us were satisfied, although the teacher did waarn me that Israel would be a chalendge and Kirby that refusing Asia is somewhat a mistake if you like things simple.

For canoeing, land training was also slack for marathon racers by a slight bit. 1.6k running and the average gym training. Fair enough, I must say.

When I got back home, my Dad gave me my phone bill and wanted me to find out certain things about the payment. A nice opportunity for me to use 'Mr. Lee' again! (Hee hee...) Oi, my Dad allows me to do that sometimes anyway, so don't blame me for anyting. I'll check it out another day...

Wednesday
Time Goes By...

...So Slowly.

Today, I 'mysteriously' started laughing in shock when Junn Kit started singing that. Everyone knows what this song is, right? But I'll explain that later.

First I've got to prepare for the arrival of the Vice-Principal, Mrs. Fanny Tan! AHHH!!! I've got to present a poem in front of her!!! And so do other chosen students as well!!! AHHH!!!

But luckily, due to time constrain, they had to cancel mine and a few other's acts. So much for the panicking...

For music, Arjun and Kirby were suppose to present for today their favourite song, a little background research and why they liked the song. Arjun went off well, but Kirby gave last-second work which contained limitted vocabulary dispite the nice heavy song he presented. He was later told to re-do his presentation next week. Ha...

When the lesson was over, this was the moment when I laughed. You see, during the 'OEP Trip', Tim, JK and Matt found out that a good way to irritate Kirby was to sing the phrase 'Time goes by... So slowly.' from the song 'Hung Up' by Madonna. So even till now, whenever they feel like having some cheap humour, they sing the tune time after time to watch Kirby's variety of responses.

But then as we got out of the Music Technologies Room, JK started singing, "Tim goes by... so slowly."

Somehow, my imagination started to get to work on that statement, and the results were... shocking. I had a mental picture of Tim wearing a pink gym suit in a danceroom with a radio playing abstracts from ABBA's 'Gimmie! Gimmie! Gimmie!'. AAAHHHHHH!!!!!!! It was horrifying, yet funny, and I started laughing and murmuring, "Augh! Augh!".

This was made even worse when JK started singing, "Kirby goes by... so slowly.". AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!!!!LOL!!!!! KIRBY!!! IN A PINK GYM SUIT!!! DANCING!!! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!!! (Falls onto the floor and cries laughing) AHaaaaaaaaHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!!!!! It's just so funneeheeheeheeheeHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEE!!!!!!!!!

(Five minutes later)
Ahh... That was nice. Even when JK and Kirby tried to question me on my sudden outburst of laughter, I kept holding back, knowing that Kirby knows a human's physical weak spots more than I do. But here. I did my part in saying something. Just leave me in one piece when I come back to school tomorrow.

For Enrichment Prgrammes, our's had to be cancelled for today as it was replaced by the last drumming session. Delays my time of playing billards, but I guess drumming is still quite fun.

Tried to call SingTel later in the day, but was then told that SingTel customer call services close at 6. Ah, well.