One thereafter
Know that the school, rather, parts around the school continue to strive forward in time when most of us hit home for some sleep. Well, hear the stories of the famed lepaks of All Saints. Those brave souls that actually had a drive to stay back and...well read on.
Entry by [insert your choice of name] of [pick relevant class]
Hah. Of all the people to be promoted to One Thereafter coolie labour, this probably takes most people's cake. Okay, with my life havimg roughly the same interest level as watching paint dry (and considering you have no idea who I am anyway) let's just say I keep out of the narrative altogether, kay?
[TIME SNAPSHOT: 1330 HOURS. Nescafe anyone?]
Nick and the Chinese Red Army trooped off to Chinese class, and this Lee Swee Chee had to dash up the stairs and unceremonially leave the two tennis rackets he was holding for no humanly possible reason. Well, guess he probably does that for a living, but I ain't funny, so let it be.
Lee and Isaac's possum were holed up in the little music room with a huge faulty air-con system. As usual, they were trying to wangle a spot of violin training while trying to reiterate the fact, no, I am NOT a violinist. [SWITCH FREEZEFRAME] Gan and Joanna, as inseparably separated as usual (don't even ask me what that means, go buy a ticket and watch them), decided tennis was for them, and a quick affair with clothes changing (add relevant coughs where neccessary) resulted in stair-climbing intimacy levels at levels I'd rather not reiterate upon.
[TIME SNAPSHOT: 1550 HOURS. It's a beautiful day.]
For reasons best known to the guy who unlocked the door, the tennis court has become the focal point of the whole upper form's social activities. The whole outfit looks like a themed Interact Club bash. People in sweaty garments getting all...sweaty over each other, principals popping in for a cuppa tea and the obligatory "hi", a circle quickly forming in the vicinity of Isaac's violin...it doesn't make sense, but then, life never had to.
The attendance list, in order of arrival, went something like, Sarah 'n clique, Isaac 'n someone he thinks he knows, Gan 'n escort, Lee (Swee Chee) 'n Nick, Pillai 'n Aaron, and the coupleless Adam and Singh. All of these guys remembered to forget to bring their tennis rackets without fail, leaving the scene reminiscent of public executions where they line the condemned up blindfolded along the edges of disused tennis courts and waste perfectly good bullets on them.
As it was, Lee Swee Chee was on a hogging roll, Gan 'n Aaron were squandering much of the remaining airtime, Adam was showing us precisely why the school team can lose all their matches without batting an eye (sorry Adam, but keyboards tell no lies), Singh was trying his utmost to be an ass (which he already was anyway), Joanna was trying to get as legally close to Gan as possible without getting expelled, and the Sarah conglomerate 'n Nick were fooling around with a violin of dubious origins.
The day ended up looking like a revision guide to who's in and who's not. Apart from the educationally challenged Ariff (be strong, Ariff!), all the movers and shakers of 4A were there, which translated into a nice li'l study of the sociological implications of erecting tennis courts. And oh yeah, did I even mention Lee hitting on the 3B girl while her escort looked ready to detonate spontaneously any moment?
[TIME STAMP: 1640 HOURS. I yearn for nutrition.]
Just when the pieces had been put into place, on comes the cavalry. One whole hell of an onslaught by the lower form PJ classes - 3 of 'em, to be irritatingly exact - greatly reduced everyone's playing chances while conveniently increasing Joanna and Gan's intimacy quotient. It made for nice viewing, but not when everyone else unanimously decided to fume AROUND them.
Nick, the barbaric father of his own son, he actually whipped the violin out in the desolate canteen and began playing. As usual, he attracted the usual crowd of worshippers of th beggar music genre and the athletically impaired. Looks like he's famous for all the wrong reasons now, but as one who is not fervently in love with him, I digress.
[TIME STAMP: 1735 HOURS. I'm too hungry to even look hungry.]
It would have taken an earthquake to hustle Gan out of the court, but the school bell apparently lived up to expectations too. Vinod trooped out with Nick, Aaron went home with Presaad, Chan was conspicuously absent (but then, so was Watee), and Gan requires little explanation.
Lee Swee Chee, that misfiring fountain of eternal youth, actually proceeded to the basketball court without batting an eye (oh my God I'm actually repeating an idiom, now I trust those monitor radiation activists), and he probably broke an arm and a leg in the process, and thanks to the narrator's untimely departure, we shall never know whose.
[TIME STAMP: 1800 HOURS. Breathe in, breathe out.]
Entry by Keen of Fore Bee 2002
Today being the last school day of the 3rd week of this month, I decided to take my time and have fun. So like, after immediately after school ended, I dragged my ass to catch up with 'I Suck', to get to the Music Club committee meeting, and wished upon a star that I would fare okay as the club janitor. After realising how rather boring my job would be, I willed the meeting to be over quick, so I can prance on my way home. But~~ after it did end, I met my friends Watie and Tarah at the benches, so I joined them for a seat and chat. I was hoping for it to be a quick affair, but soon, I asked Isaac to join, and it became a whole day affair. So we all just sat there talking, and talking... and then Iqbal came along, and whisked Tarah away. Down to three of us, I soon realised I've been a bit slow on news, and got word that someone I knew liked another, and vice versa. Not that they would do anything...
Reign Speek!
Entry by Reign226 of Fore Ahye 2002
Ai, I cannot believe I am writing this, for the fact that I leave school in the timeframe of ten minutes after the final bell. Oh well. I didn't see much today except chatting one line with Chan Yin Keen. He said something about building up his strength for another attempt at a girl. Yeah, that 'strength' part sounds a bit suspicious. Nick and Lee stayed back with Dictator Sim and I really had to go. While making a take-away order of Chicken-Cha Sau-Rice combo, I noticed Chan being intimate (?) with Sheena. A sign of things to come? Who knows, that Chan always acts like that anyway.
For the day ending 2400 hours (duh)
namely 27 March 2002
For the Twenty Second of March, Friday, 2002
Hauling ass after talking with Nick and Isaac (who both were members of debate), I and watee came along to our class room block, and fooled around, until Gan and Joanna came along... and they opened the doors to my classroom, which led to my staying around in school for 5+ hours... having� fun� while I presume Gan and the girls were playing tennis. Which more or less rounds up what happened today.
I really have to respect you guys for your...resiliency in keeping at school. Keen, your liberal use of the word 'Affir' was very suggestive but let's stop at that.
For the Twenty First of March, Thursday, 2002
Dexter Liew was rambling about building an All Saints Billboard online. Well, I can tell him, without doubt, that we are on the verge of failing. Joanna was all over the road, going back and forth for no good reason. That is, before I changed my angle and saw Gan on the other side (Why did Joanna cross the road? To get to Gan on the other side -ed). Okay, bad joke. I didn't see anything else worth noting after that so ends this entry.