This author is currently on hiatus for the ignoble cause of mugging. The public is advised to remain calm, as this routine protocol has been shown to have no effect on one's violent tendencies in 96% of cases.
| Monday, November 06, 2006 |
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I, together with some other "volunteers", was supposed to meet KC today for some primary school talks (i.e. spreading propaganda so those innocent primary school kiddies would come to Hwachong). But of course, its loosely labelled as "doing our part for the school". Which i don't mind cos we get CIP hours anyway. And KC being, well, KC, was late as usual. His chronic lateness is seriously of a much worse condition than mine. For me, i just strecth times to the limits and am usually a little late for about 5 minutes. But no, KC busts all limits, and is late even up to an hour, which was what happened today. We waited for him all the way from 8.10 am to 9 am, preparing for our presentation later, when suddenly he appeared out of nowhere, poked his head around the staff room door, and hissed at us to follow him. (I was still indulging in my handphone games then.) And then, he broke to us the news that there was "a change in plan" (which always happens, no?) and we were to hop into his car and he would drive us to River Valley Primary School to watch the teachers present instead. After which he ahd to rush all the way back to the MediaCorp studio by 10 am for the ARENA debate publicity shoot. (No, not for him, but for the boys under him.) Since this was the first time i was getting a lift from him, i was amazed - nay, stunned - by his driving. In between commenting about birthday dedications on Class 95 FM and cursing the "son of a bit**" who's taking his own sweet time to turn, he also happened to be referring to an outdated 2002/2003 street directory which was pointing to the school as an dilapidated 2 blocks of classes, and yeah, driving. Fortunately "that old miserable thing" (in KC's words) was NOT the school and it was just the old unoccupied campus. And i was trying to control my laughter all the way. How often is it that you get to take a lift from a teacher, especially your form teacher, and then he swears at almost everyone else on the road? Not to mention that he's running on an extremely tight schedule (no thanks to his being 1 hour late) and starting venting his frustration on every other thing that's slowing him down. "Son of a bit**...Good God, turn already! Miserable noob...don't you know you can't turn right in the morning rush hour?! *honk honk*" This, in contrast to the calm and peaceful car ride back to school from River Valley Primary, courtesy of Mr Paul Ho. He waits for his turn to turn patiently, never starts spewing vulgarities at the steering wheel over the driver in front, and never speaks unless its to initiate some friendly conversation. Yeah, KC's car rides are never boring. xD |
'Twas teh winnar at 11:09 pm.
