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Thursday, June 5

This morning's incident left me feeling rather guilty. The day before, I promised Nicole that I would turn up early today so that she can play with me. Instead of being early, I ended up being later than usual. She looked rather unpleased with me for that. The surprising thing was, my "always late" partner actually came earlier than me! We went to check on A9 blue's crystal garden early in the morning and it turns out that theirs were growing way better than ours!




The trip to the airforce museum was uneventful and I simply lazed in the bus, humouring whatever kids who came to talk to me. The museum was a bit of a disappointment to me though, since I was expecting more hands-on things there. Once again, we divided the kids into groups and each one of us took a group of the kids around. Thankfully, mine were rather well behaved this time and they didnt run about too much. My partner commented (rather unrealistically) that the mess the children can make is equivalent to the destruction caused by 4 atomic bombs. I scoffed at that.





We got ticked off by the person in charge for letting the children eat in the museum. Before watching a 10 minute clip on the air force, he gave us a stern warning that we were not to let the children eat there for future visits to the museum. Wesley and Nicole both argued over who was to sit with me on the journey back. I felt like some kind of toy being torn apart by who kids who want the same toy and refuse to share. I was really quite tired of having my fate decided by them and not being able to choose where I want to sit at, like my partner. In the end, Nicole won and I sat with her.





Lunch was fried rice with 2 drum sticks. I got an extra 2 and gave 1 to my partner. Through out lunch, ryan and terrence were both complaining about our camp commander not allowing them to play without eating. They looked so adorable pouting away! Apparently 3 drumsticks wasnt enough for my partner and he set off to take his second packet of rice with another 2 drummies, which led me to whisper to Ryan that gor gor is like a dinosaur since he eats so much. Immediately, that sparked off a series of insults aimed at my partner about how fat he was, how bad he was, how he is all the bad things in the world. I really must take my hat for him for being totally unfazed by all these insults hurled at him and he continued eating like nobody's business.




Then, when the kids could no longer take his nonchalance, they quipped, "Gor gor, why you no reaction one?" My partner then said as a matter of factly, "Its not true so why should I react?"




The rest of the day was spent sitting at the back of the class with my partner cutting out dimensions for the kids. And that was when I realised the full extent of his lameness. Seriously, I was laughing so hard at some point that I got afraid that it'd morph into some uncontrollable fit of giggles which would really embarrass me to the core. I was trying my very best to rack up something to insult him with, but in the end it always didnt manage to do so.




At one instant, he made a comment which I only heard after making him repeat him statement several times either due to me being slightly deaf or just him being unclear with his speech. I would like to think it was the latter though. Then I went "Ya..." and paused in the midst of my cutting, the clockwork in my brain working to digest what he said. Then my brain told him to reject his comment and rebut it. So, obediently, I was just about to do so when he suddenly said mainly in chinese, "You dont have to keep stopping you know. You can always cut first then rebut. I know you everytime say Ya, then you will stop and think "Ay? Actually what he say is not correct leh" and then start to rebut de." I was so stunned, I forgot what my rebuttal was. In any case, at least I'm doing something useful by rebuttal. Ducro is always telling us to practise our rebuttals anyway...




Later on during the folding of some air planes, my partner commented that one part of the plane is quite useless since it obstructs the flying due to some V theory and I was listening intently until he muttered something under his breath. Then silence.



"Did you hear what I said?" He asked in chinese (duh).



I broke off from my part daydreaming. "Huh? What did you say..."



"Never mind since you missed it I shant repeat it."



And obviously, that made me curious and I bugged him until he finally repeated it. " Wo shuo...Zhe ge bu fen qi shi shi duo yu de...because of the V theory. Useless. Gen ne de zuo yong cha bu duo yi yang..."



Ugh! And then he was smiling and looking pleased with himself. Sometimes I wonder if he feels obliged to suan everyone around. He keeps saying our generation's chinese is "孙先生坐在船上" which means 逊!




Sighs. Time really flies when you're enjoying yourself. Tomorrow would be my last and final day at dvc. Once again, Im filled with dread at being forced to study from now on and not being able to do things I like to do. When Im at rgps, I feel so carefree and worryless and detached from any bit of studying. Sighs and I will certainly miss them loads, including miss chua and my qian bian partner too. She's a really nice teacher mann.




Okay Im done for the moment.




Im off.

Our Promise (:
7:10 PM