Helmsman Week* Spirit of Enterprise [Part I]

Three days of helmsman week have passed and I’m flabbergasted to say that I am still alive. I have managed to survive the mind-numbing lectures and idiotic games that I feel the school has wasted their money on. I mean $400 for these sessions that are being conducted now? They should have just used the cash to buy everyone their own set of Cashflow or perhaps put it to better use by subsidizing our trip, this June, further. Seriously, they should sit down and think if the courses that we do during helmsman week actually have any effect on us and whether or not we take away something from each helmsman week. In retrospect, I doubt anyone would have remembered what they learnt during the past few helmsman week or be would have put whatever they have supposedly learnt to good use.

Yoga wasn’t what I expected it to be, I never would have guessed all the sweating and suggestive posses that we would go through during the course that was supposedly suppose to relax all of us. The place was so damn bloody crammed that I decided to just stop doing the Yoga halfway. So I left and changed back into my uniform. In my opinion, the yoga session conducted was no where near relaxation and it just ended up in everyone feeling tired, sweaty, smelly and dirty in the start of the day. Wow, totally pointless if you ask me.

There was this tea session that we were had, after all the sweating, in which we would all gather together and meet our T42 teacher mentor as a group. After watching this somewhat attention-grabbing video, that main purpose was to help us remember what has happened since we entered IP1 till present time, we were suppose to talk about what we have learnt since we entered IP. I’m not really sure what was Mr. Teo’s question(s) to us, but basically he just had a hard time trying to get us to speak up in the beginning. No one really wanted to speak up in the beginning, even myself. The CO room just reeked of the sweat smell that was left behind by V13 and V14 who were doing yoga in the room before we entered. In the end, someone finally spoke up and it just started this whole chain of events that I can only remember myself bitching about everything that I wasn’t satisfied with. Things like the ugly VIP poster and the categorizing of smart and stupid people. I got to proof Mr. Teo that I was right in saying that there is the distinguishing of smart and stupid people in IP because almost everyone else there in the group felt the same. Poor Mr. Teo had a hard time trying to convince all of us to look at it from a positive point of view. However, he didn’t really have a strong argument to begin with because his only reason for us to approach it from a positive outlook is because we would supposedly be happier people. However, personally I would still look at it the way I look at it now because I am already a happy person and I don’t really want to shift paradigms just because it would be the oh-so idealistic thing to do.

The Australia University talk was either cancelled or postpone, guessing that it probably is the latter. So this resulted in us still having to attend the other talks in which I just sat there and stoned because I wasn’t really interested in going to the US to pursue a degree. Yet, I believe that even when stoning, some of the things that the presenter said had some impact on me and whether I wanted to or not, I can still remember some of the things she asked us to inquire when we go to the overseas university to check out if we want to study there in the future.

Ending at a rather early timeslot today, my class decided to go to Jack’s Place at parkway to eat. The initial idea to eat Seoul garden was cancelled on the terms that everyone was financially deprived. We ended up gallivanting for almost an hour at parkway because the students offer at Jack’s Place only started after one thirty. I think the students offer is quite a good deal, judging that it only cost $7.50 (inclusive of GST) for a three course meal.

Tuesday was a day of sheer torture. I simply abhor it when we have retarded adults come and treat all of us 16 year olds like we are the age of people who would be currently studying in a kindergarten. I mean my god, making us do stupid whooshing movements just before we go for break or when we end the day? This isn’t summer camp or some sort of day care center! The talks were also extremely boring. Being left with the markers that were provided for us, pretty much everyone left the elective hubs that day with their bodies wonderfully tattooed by those less entertained than them. See how desperate we all were to find some form of entertainment that would be more amusing than some of the mundane things that were trying to be drilled into our already overflowing brain. There isn’t really much that is out of the ordinary for me to blog about. We just played a couple of games and listened to the guy talk about a couple of things that had to do with the spirit of enterprise. Ironically, even though it was the longest of the three day that has already passed, I have the least things to blog about on this day as compared to the other days that end earlier. I feel that the only thing that was remotely interesting today was the name tags that we received. Everyone was fooling around, folding over the letters to form different words with our names.





Wednesday was a breath of fresh air in comparison to the day before. I always wonder what it would be like to be one of those people who seem to be more involved in IP matters than others. Like those who are usually being called up to meet teachers after IP assembly, probably because they have something important to do, even though I do know that sometimes some people are called up to be lectured or talked to about conduct etc. oh well, I guess I am like many of the other people in the cohort, we are like the mass of the society. Haha, okay bad metaphor.

Today was a more exciting day for the reason that we got to play games that were more interesting. There was this game in which we would have to pass money to a partner and try to get it back from them after that. The trick was how to get it back from them. I tried using violence to get it out of Darren but it the end it turns out that in the heat of my violence I actually satisfied the quota to get back my money. Haha. The highlight of today was probably the game in which we got to dress up a member of our group and send them up for judging. My group sent up Louis who was dressed in this grass skirt and coconut bikini that the band people bought for Xiao Xian when they went to Hawaii. We also improvised and used the newspaper and masking tape provided to make other props for Louis. Not shocking, but all that were sent up were guys. Hmm, I wonder why.






Excuse the bad photography skills, I had to take quick snapshots because the retard named Joe was bouncing in front of me for some reason.

The day was short and it was ended with prize presentation and more boring talk. I didn’t have to scar myself or others today because I spent most of my time doodling in my notebook instead of the skin of others. Haha. A few of us rushed back to class where all the overdue homework was rushed to be finished. Haha. I went to parkway with Cheryl, Darren and Aaron where we waited for the rest to arrive to have lunch. It was basically more talking and people slowly left till it was only Aaron, Amanda and I left. We talked till about 4.00pm before we went home. Haha, hilariously enough, Aaron and I bumped into three different people that we knew today. Two that were from Dunman high and one that was from Gongshang. I don’t really know why but I was positively tickled when I ran into them and had to take some time to absorb everything before saying Hi. We were talking about B.O and other random stuff on the way home, discussing the bitchy things we did back in primary school and guessing what we would be doing in school tomorrow.

I guess I shall leave with you all with this part of helmsman week first, the scoop on the last two days after I’m done surviving the torment. Oh the monstrosity of it all, pray for me won’t you?

PS. On a lighter note, I made it to this year’s volleyball team. Yay! Oh buy there some things that I just cannot get over. Oh my god, I seriously cannot get over it and the bitching doesn’t seem to have made me cool off. Bah, I better drag popiah skin boy to find CES one day to set things straight for him. Honestly!

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