Vball Chalet 2006*edited

Congratulations to Xiao Char Bo for winning Champion!

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Life appears to be increasingly hectic now; either that or I am getting tired more easily. I hope it isn’t the latter because I can only imagine what things would be like if I turn 30 or 40 next time.

Depending on how you would like to see it, we had an informal/formal farewell to Mr. Chew who is leaving the volleyball team and the college after this term to pursue further studies, at either NTU or NUS, while at the same time working there. I didn’t go for the first night of the chalet, which seems to have a lot of action taking place already, because I had to lug my butt down to SAJC to support Sandra who was singing Bohemian Rhapsody. Congratulations to Sandra, who got second in the inter-junior college talent time.

I am quite thankful that VJC is built on a flat piece of land and isn’t 5000 acres in size. The people at SAJC must be really fit, climbing up and down and up and down their school everyday, just to get from one place to the other. There was this live performance by some band called Ronin at their school. I must shamefully admit that I actually heard of such a band before and to be honest, the music wasn’t really all that great; the singing was near inaudible and incomprehensible. I couldn’t catch what the long haired albino was screaming and all I could hear were the instruments and hordes of retarded fan girls and guys jumping mindlessly in front of the stage. Something that I realized was how similar the albino was to Sylvester Sim in the way they love thrusting their pelvic bone.



Darren was late the next day and he made me wait for him for half an hour at the stupid Pasir Ris Interchange, where, may I remind you, has nothing for people to do! I nearly strangled him. We missed the bus so we reached the chalet near noon. There was some difficulty in locating the place at first and we actually went out of the chalet area because we thought we were at the wrong place. Fortunately we ran into Feli whilst aimlessly walking around shouting people’s name, hoping that they would hear and stick their heads out to signal to us where to go. Everyone at the chalet was still more or less subdued and they looked as if they all didn’t sleep at all. We sat around playing cards and mahjong. It wasn’t until about late afternoon when we left for lunch at Elias Mall.

The lunch probably energized everyone and they suggested beach volleyball when they returned to the chalet. Haha, setting up the net and court for the beach volleyball was the hardest thing I did at the chalet, manual labour wise. Haha, I think we spent more time setting the net up than we did playing beach volleyball. However, it was fun to play and the heavens were nice to us, holding back the heavy downpour till we kept everything and went back to the chalet.

Dinner was a treat from Mr. Chew and whether or not money is an issue for him, the dinner was still very costly in my opinion. We were all expecting a buffet because that was what was planned. However, the caterer screwed up and we went to the beach-side restaurant nearby. No wonder everyone was thinking what was taking so long for the food to arrive. It has certainly been a long time since I felt so stuffed and I had to actually get up and walk around if not my waistband may just burst. We presented him with the gifts that we had prepared for him back at the chalet and he seemed to be rather amused by the rock that had been wrapped with immense amounts of newspaper beforehand by Wai Kin and yours truly. :)

We played 21 after dinner and it was undeniably very side-splitting with all the rules that had been implemented. Haha, poor Wai Kin kept wagering his index finger and that was counted as pointing! Haha, I went to sleep for a while and got up later to watch the rest, who had not given in to fatigue, play mahjong. Things were getting quite monotonous with the four playing mahjong outside and the other four playing cards in another room. So, the martini that was brought by someone was popped open. There wasn’t any bottle opener at the chalet so we had to make do by just digging a hole through the cover of the bottle. Personally, it wasn’t all that wonderful to drink, but there was nothing else to do so I just keep drinking it to keep myself entertained. Apparently I got drunk after that, but I don’t remember getting drunk and I can actually recall some of the things that happened the night before. Oh well, I rather not pursue the matter further.

When everyone decided to give up on their gambling antics, we resided in the last room left without anyone sleeping in it and told/listened to ghost stories and jokes. It wasn’t until four plus in the morning when everyone finally dozed off.

I got up at about 8.00 the next morning because Ke Jun’s snores woke me up. Haha, he probably has the loudest snores I have ever come across. Had breakfast at the table with the few others who had woken up too and we just sat around talking. There wasn’t much to do so we continued playing mahjong and people started to leave one by one because they had other appointments to go to.

In the end, there was only Gary, Ke Jun, Mr. Chew and I left. I actually gambled through mahjong and this would only make it my second time. I nearly cried when I missed my Shi San Yao by just one tile! ARGH! I ended up losing the most money. The three of us remaining decided to stay over for one more day and go to school together the next morning. However, there was the issue of their chemistry spa notes which none of them seemed to have brought home, much less brought to the chalet. There was like this mad rush to contact people to come stay over while at the same time bringing along their notes. However, no one seemed to be able to come over. In the end, I got some of the house committee people to scan/type out the chemistry spa notes for them.

Took a cab home to grab my stuff for school the next day and printed the spa notes out at the same time. Mr. Chew than came to pick us up in a cab and we made our way back to the chalet. Sort of had dinner there and than it was mostly lazing around, watching the two year ones read their notes, talking and finally going to sleep.


My work of art :)

The volleyball camp was definitely fun. However, all those happy memories have temporarily been pushed to one side and I am currently very worried about tomorrow’s NAPFA. Actually, I was very worried but I finally managed to reason with myself that since I am going to fail anyway, there’s nothing much left to worry about. Oh well, lets see if I can survive tomorrow. I think I am more bummed out than worried, seeing as how it is the last day of school and there is going to be an early dismissal tomorrow, I’d much rather spend my time outside shopping than running under the sweltering sun. On a happier note, I have completed all my homework and only have the fucked up Chinese worksheet regarding Hai Chen Zhi Ye that the fucking bitch wants us to complete by tomorrow. I think what Marjorie said is true; she is forcing us to copy by setting such an unreasonable deadline. Oh well, bitches will be bitches. A whore never changes her spots.

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