Saturday, September 04, 2004
::traumatized::
Tuesday
Wow. Yet another 4 days unaccounted for. Decided to not blog after Tuesday because I was so badly shakened. Why? The CO barbeque. I went there hoping to have a good time but instead got the fright of my life. Before we go on to that point, let me talk about something else. Tuesday was Teachers Day. Went to school in the morning to have lessons. People were already skipping school that day. After lessons, many tried to get away. The bad part: the gates were guarded by the Student Council. Some escaped successfully by giving lame excuses but most of them were not very successful. My friends and I were one of those that tried but failed. Went to the hawker centre across the road to eat instead. We were commenting on how unfortunate and pathetic the teachere were, with so many of their students running away after the lessons, no one wanted to stay for the concert. It's Teachers Day after all. But where are the students to do the present giving and the usual stuff? Gone. Vanished. Goodness. But of course, not everyone disappeared. There was still quite a substantial number of people in school. The concert wasn't interesting at all. We appeared to be having a picnic in the hall instead. When the concert was over, the student council urged us to do the mass dance and told us (no no.. pleaded) not to leave. Well, 7 out of 8 of the whole population left, only a miserable amount stayed behind. I heard they did the ACES Day thing after that. I wasn't there already anyway. HA. Went back to my seconday school, filled up the cards and gave them to the teachers. I would say some of them have remarkably good memory, but others.. oh well. Saw so many old friends there. Was quite happy to see them. Got a handphone keychain as well. Went out with 2 other friends after that. I would say we discovered quite a lot more about each other. (But I am not sure about them.) After minutes of begging each other not to leave and good byes (as usual), I left.. for the barbeque. It started of quite well, witht the cool sea breeze and everything. My friend and I were admiring dogs and chatting with the others. The horror came at night. When darkness fell and the moon hung in the sky. They started exchanging ghost stories. What month is this!!! Bad timing I would say. I was extremely freaked out. We started screaming at the slightest thing and after all that, we had no more appetite. Went to sit at a picnic bench under a big tree with the girls. Our bags were there. They started talking about how eerie the moon looked in its unnatural dark orange shade. Then they said something about not looking up trees at night (and there we were sitting directly under a huge tree). I was so terrible freaked out. They were elaborating about the whole thing but they were cut short. Something fell from above. Some rather big. It hit my left arm and I started screaming. The others followed and left the table. I was stunned and temporary paralysed and could only sit there and scream like some idoit. But eventually I felt strong enough to climb of the table. Too much of a coincidence. Left for home a while after that with a few others.
