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Wednesday, April 13, 2005

mixed feelings....

two anecdotes to share....one joyous and the other, more of a sadder one.......hence the title....

Joyous
ian mcgovern, my gms lecturer, gave his gms managers a treat at billy bombers today!

we got to chose the place (and smartly chose the more expensive one, heehee...) we tokked abt alot of things over lunch, got to find out more abt the man himself and also discovered that he's really quite concerned with nbs, despite some frustrations with ntu on a whole.... (sorry, no tips for exams though....)

one of the main thing discussed was with regards to the marketing of nbs ( hmmm...... i started to think abt the purpose of the treat, to thank us for being assistants or to get us to help disseminate and organise some marketing grads celebration, gather a group of classmates to help out in something...??? ok, anyway, i think its really nice of him to do that, really, he's not obliged to do anything.....) he wanted to gather some feedback and ideas from the students themselves wrt what are the things they're looking for when choosing the schs, what's really impt etc etc etc.....

somehow, the chat has made me slightly more bothered with my own sch's affairs..... kinda feel that i, too, play a part in the building and branding of nbs (flexes my biceps... erm some say fats...).... oh how holy....

hahaha..... anyway prof is generous.... assured the others not to worry abt any price add-ons since he's the one paying.... i had mixed grill set meal and i had wanted to take a pic of my sumptious lunch but the others have already started to dig in, felt paiseh to do so........ gosh damn full man....the bill was ard $118 for the 5 of us....

hmmmm....not bad huh, not only do gms managers get extra 5 marks for doing some sai gang, they get a sumptious lunch treat as well! those ppl who refused to volunteer themselves 15 wks ago must dui-ing their sim gua now.......

speaking of which, ian did ask then and for a few minutes or so, no one wanted to raise up their hands(can u imagine silence for that few minutes, no one responded to the call), scared of extra work i guess (alright, i admit i was one of them too...heehee...)

then i who saw such a miserable sight, saved the day and ended all that shit by volunteering myself, bravely. oh i felt like a saviour to the rest of the class.... (actually i have heard a little abt the extra 5 marks thingy from des....but that's not the initial motivation k!). after that, ian announced the 5 extra marks thingy and i guess most of those who had not wanted to help out muz be going: shit lah, i shud have volunteered man..... yeah, nnnnbb..... :p.....

ok lah, the once-intimidating lecturer turn out to be quite a nice person and wish that his remaining yrs in singapore will be joyous (though he may continue to complain abt it..haha...) and that his kazakstan trip (yeah, interesting place to go to) will be a fruitful one......

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Sad/guilty

my bro got enlisted for ns today, police i think..... my mum asked me to go with her yest, but i decided since i'm on bad terms with my bro, i shan't go....but then later changed my mind, i decided i shall go, juz to accompany my mum (dad has to work...), without telling her, i set my alarm to 7am, wanting to go there as well.....

So i woke up at 7..... but when i looked ard the house, they were not there liao.... they have set off! hmmm...... the only thing that i felt was guilt. i felt guilty for being a lazy daughter.... i had earlier refused to go cos have to wake up early and already had plans for the day.... kinda disregarded the fact that my mum might be there alone..... hmmm.... and when i have wanted to make it up to her, its a little too late.... :(

anyway later, started to think abt my bro going to serve the ns.... what would become of him after ns? how would he change to be? would he learn to smoke (i know of many frens who learnt to smoke during ns), would he lose that tiny little bit of naivety (if its spelt this way)/gong gong-ness* he still have as of now? what kind of frens would he make in there? would he be bullied by ppl? how is life inside camp? lots and lotsa questions!

anyway when my siss and i were back home, all of us asked my mum the same qn: "did you cry?" she answered no, but i think tears are falling in her heart, its her darling son mah.....

* even though he's quite rebellious and rude, there is another side of him which is the.... gong side... remember once he went to the pasar malam juz across the road, at 8 or 9. then when it was 12am, my mum panicked when he hadn't returned, fearing he was abducted or what...... my siss and i were mobilised to look for him...... well we found him and guess what he was doing?

standing gong gong-ly in front of the auction store (u know last time there used to be those auction stalls in pasar malam where ppl bid for things like ornament, household products?).

he was juz standing there, watching and listening to ppl bid, got so engrossed that he stood there for more than 2 hrs.... i was like: huh? watching ppl bid is that interesting meh?! *

i tot this is like the innocent side of him which i hope would not change much in these two years. may his ns life be..... erm......safe (haha.... i guess that's what most mamas hope and pray for their children....)

gera!

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