; the little -details- xXx

first time i've been to bedok today. (: i was greeted by so many people smoking in my face that i felt like i was the one smoking, since that heavy poisonous cigarette fume invaded my nose and mouth (it was so awful; how the hell can people get addicted to that? i mean, neurochemicals aside, the taste has just got to put you off). anyway, half of my class volunteered to be either a facilitator (me, yang xuan, sheng jiao, li and jonathan) or in charge of logistics (randy, peckyong, siaw young, junyup). it was kinda nostalgic to be taking care of a group of primary school kids from lianhua primary, reminding me of my own not-as-innocent childhood (like they don't even know that a swear word that starts with 'f' actually exists; i already knew that word by then, just not the exact meaning XD). funny kids, so hyper, so curious, so... everything that we used to be and everything we're not. just now they had a lot of "come up to the stage if you know the answer" questions and god, i've never seen so many hands raised up, eagerly waiting to be picked out to come out, in my entire life.

and i'm lucky i got the friendly lot who didn't bully me or each other, didn't cry (like jonathan's group), and are just a generally nice group of people who are so friendly and enthusiastic, they greeted me like old friend when i first saw them. the only problem i had was convincing them to play some games because even though they are primary 5s, they still believe that touching/breathing the same air as the opposite sex can give them cooties/poison/touch of death/insert imagination here.

well, yeah, that was the highlight of the event. the bad was... our play. which is an epic failure. a universal fail--F A I L--with a capital F, A, I and L because it was just so... so... yeah, well, let's just say that the people backstage (me, and actors who arent acting in the scenes) can hardly look at what's going on. a couple of factors actually added up to give us this... this... thing: i was late with the script since i decided to change the entire play, no rehearsal because people are just so busy (not including the 'rehearsal' we had throughout the day which mostly included the actors speaking to themselves or one or two other) and a mic that apparently cannot broadcast the low frequency of guys'  voices (which resulted in our play seemingly spoken in a gibberish language, made up of 'mhfmfhjbbbffd' and 'ffhdfajkhdf?').

anyway, i told my group that our performance is a 'what not to do' example they should follow when they make their own play on thursday (and sheng jiao's group apparently told her that they could do better than us; erm i hope so).

on a very random note: 5 things i wish i can be:
1. a doctor
2. a graphic novel writer/artist
3. an F1 racer
4. a seiyuu: voice actor
5. a footballer WAG

previously, the no 5 spot was actually occupied with 'musician', but then again, who doesnt want to be a footballer WAG (unless your boyfriend/husband is oliver kahn, who left his pregnant wife for a new girlfriend)? money, fame, envy, power... you'll have it all!

i reached home a dead tired zombie today. then i checked out sebastian kehl, that very very very famous german midfielder, who is not only famous for his skill but also for something else (he apparently plays football with every part of his anatomy but his feet-- which is what some people think on the net xD ) which involves his bizarre uhm... exposure? i was laughing like shit when i saw this particular video--which i can't post here because it may be offensive to some people--which had his... accident... slow motioned and synced to a ballad song. sebastian kehl and his thing are spoken at the same breath as david beckham and his thing--and if you are an avid follower of beckham (i'm not; i just see his pictures on the offside blog :P), you will notice this certain tendency of him reaching down his pants to make sure his manliness is still there in the middle of games. and after the kehl video, i caught this hilarious video: two girls decided to show how much they love the azzuri that they rushed in, stripped along the way and streaked around the field while being chased by security personnels, all the while the surprised footballers (amused or bemused? i don't know either) watch, their training disturbed. actually what's more surprising about the video is that the girls have abandoned the original tradition of stripping completely to rally their favorite teams; it's either they are finally showing some modesty, or just that they got caught by the security before the stripped. the sight of the italian teams just stoning there is actually the funniest thing ever (i wish i can zoom in to their individual faces; see how cannavaro looks like!)

my mood is totally lightened up. thank god for soccer, and more specifically, soccer players. ahh the buildup to euro 2008 is like killing me. after this camp is over, i'ma try and change my sleeping habit to accomodate the tournament; i'll become a nocturnal being for this month. still always supporting germany and france but gargh euro cup is traditionally just so unpredictable (read: danes and greece have been champions) and germany, even if it qualifies for quarters it may meet fierce rival czech republic (today me and yang xuan were going around saying peter cech the czech, because we are bored random people xD) and i can only pray for france to actually make it through the group stage, what with it being in the DEATH GROUP along with italy and holland. meanwhile, ima hope to catch france's friendlies with ecuador to see its form before the tournament and probably predict/see domenech's final 23 and starting 11 (here's hoping benzema would have a place in his plans). sad news for the german camp though: schneider is like confirmed to miss the tournament thanks to his operation; i hope that him missing this tournament doesnt mean that he is missing his final chance for international glory, what with being 34 already and all.

who knows? austria or turkey may end up winning the cup, or greece somehow manages to defend their reign (touchwood! here's to a germany/france win or better yet, germany/france final!).

in this beautiful game, stranger things have happened.