The bus..

Hey, the sun was shining in the sky and some kind of birds were chirping. I felt outworldly jubilant, or was just because NP parade was finished for the week? Anyway, at what was 6.00+ in the evening, I boarded that belligerant bus No. 155 and headed home, with the company of an old friend and without the presence of a new one. This could have been like any other day in the past week, heck the past year where i boarded some bus to take me away from that day of sheer pressure that stems from being Sec 2. However, it was not meant to be....
I've been taking buses ever since the start of Sec 1 but they are still kind of a new experience to me. Singapore's transport system may be one that is very efficient, but I finally met its efficiency to the max today. This person was none that i had ever seen in my life. You've seen a taxi-driver, those people that take note of your parking coupons, but how many of you have ever seen a bus ticket collecter? This monstrousity of a bespectacled woman suddenly burst into my eye view while i was chatting to my friend, as though i never noticed her before. Speaking to my friend, she shouted:" Wher you tickea??" I was severly shocked. I immediately thought of that blank ez-link card that said [-30cents]. My friend put up a galland fight, but he wavered in the depths of her glance. Turning to me, she squinted through her thick glasses at me and stuck out her hand as though i owe her money. " Yer tickeat pleese?"
I must confess at this point i was at a loss for words, i didnt know that i needed to take a ticket when paying cash. The ridiculous machine always was as blank as a sheet when i approached it, I think it must be doing it on purpose. "Giv me yer tickeat lah, noat theat hard wad..." she bellowed. I must have been going red at that point, the other passengers were all staring at me. I hurriedly tried to explain to her that i didnt take any ticket but she just stared at me with those puny eyes. " Wher can no tickeat? must hav a tickeat."
I went on trying to explain my way out of this situation, but nothing got into her head. She simply refused to listen to me and continued to point that card reading thingy at me like a weopon. Suddenly, something got through. " Ahh u student ah?" she said, pointing to my school badge. "U student then say so lah. dun be so scared. can giv me your card?" At that point i almost passed out. So she had mistaken me for a grown man, after all, one can hardly see with eyesight like that. She checked my card and smiled to me to say that it "bo qian liao" and that i had to stop at the next stop. She continued to say stuff about me to the auntie next to me; " theat guy so funny, meaybe he dun understand enouughh english arh?" I was absolutely mortified. Never could the red cross of EAST SHORE hospital been so welcome, i was positively glad to get off that damned bus. My friend surely had a laugh about it; he was laughing so much he was red in the face and nearly got rammed over by a car....

Science Buskers...

=) I just cannot contain the joy inside of me! WE won the science buskers! Now this is really something for making me get up at 7am on a Saturday morning...
Really, I dont know why i just wanted to get up and support the buskers that day. Something about class support and spirit. Well, low and behold, there were only 5 "2A-ians" who actually came. There we were, Tomus, Yong Xiang, DL, Jonathon and I, eating Mac that Mr Liang was so kind enough to provide. I mean seriously, where were the rest of us??? Surprisingly enough, there were a host of other ppl that i never knew: PRC scholars, Sec 1s from 1B, PSLs, old boys, generally ppl who didnt even know who these ppl - ok so some of them might have known certain buskers from ccas and other commitments but i'm talking generally ok? - we were supporting. Yet here they were, sacrificing their saturday mornings and sleeping time to support us, even though i know that some would probably not have used it any better.
Good point to note though: I got to know Keith, my senior from NPCC who was also a PSL Man, these PSLs, i really envy them. They were really bonded together and were like the living embodiment of the VS spirit. It is really our leaders that inspire us - or me - to strive to be more like them. The PSLs lead us through all the VS cheers for our buskers and were real gentlemen - every time a Buskers performance ended, they were like 3 cheers for _____ so and so! After a while, so RVH students started copying us, but their cheers was distinctly different. They went 3 cheers for ______! clap clap clap-clap-clap,3 cheers for ______! clap clap clap-clap-clap, 3cheers for _______! clapx11 !

The atmosphere surronding the performance was awesome! There were these Primary School kids that somehow cheered the loudest! Louder than us! Amazing. They were supporting the Runaway Air Molecules i guess. I love all the performances, every one put so much effort. Really, they should have given more than 5mins, it was not enough for some ppl. I cant really describe the performances, it would be too hard. I feel that, like the judges, The 3 buskerteers were really the best. They were calm and composed, and never once did they look like slipping. Other than that, Pyro-Cyro was good too, although their nervousness showed through, specially Tristen..(dont mean to be rude and all.) Joseph was a natural really. You would never expected it. Such a pity many great tricks failed to work. I guess its stage-fright that most of the performances werent that spectacular. The audition round would have been much better. SO, heres some vids to show you our great teams!
The 3 buskateers !
Pyro-Cyro


Congrats to all the winners, specially The 3 buskateers! They won a $1000 prize and a free yearly contract to Science Center. Next time you might just catch them on busking at science center! Tristan's group also won best costumes! GO VS! OK thats all from here, dont forget to ask for FULL DAY tmr! WE ARE THE CHAMPIONS!!!

We Are The Champions - Crazy Frog