::Just saw the Nationals Schools schedule... o hor hor.. somewhat looking forward to it.. but such a pity that I suffered the stupid dengue and have lost my form.. A repeat of last year's performance seems beyond reach.. although it will still be satisfying to see the team do well..
Always treasure every run you make, you never know when it will be your last..
my end is near..::

.:firestarter blogged on 2:26 PM:.
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::Today was a roller coaster ride of a day. Many things happened. First of all, today was supposed to be the first holiday session for the children, a happy session where the children get to know our project and us. Then it started to go wrong. Two out of the five members could not make it and informed me only the day before. So we settled for a meeting the next day, where we will have our weekly team meeting.
Dragging myself to school the next morning was a cruel task, but I made it to school all the same. For two hours I waited, and for two hours no one appeared. Every time we seem to get ourselves together, the team just seems to wane again. After one crack is filled, another crack just appears. We had scheduled to arrive in Stamford Primary School at 2pm with the course starting at 2.30pm. It was 1.40pm and I still waited in vain. I had to face the possibility of me conducting a session with 10 TAF club children by myself. The frustration and disappointment I had were unprecedented.
Out of the blue, the twins appeared and at the nick of the time too. I was almost about to take my bags and walk to the bus stop. We ended up walking to the bus stop together. The twins skipped their lunch to get to the session on time, and appreciated that gesture very much, at least some sacrifice on their part. Sometimes I really wonder if I am the only one who wants this project to succeed.
When we arrived there, only one boy had reported at the school. We were relieved as that meant we still had time to prepare. We were wrong. The boy turned out to be the only one who turned out that day. The scenarios we were taught to guard against when organizing our events then proceeded to play its course. As I rang the participants one by one, quotes like “I thought it was some other day?” “I forgot! The child went outside to play, he can’t go today” turned up and my only option was to tell them we understand and then tell them about our following sessions and encourage them to come for the subsequent sessions. One is better than none at all.
The boy is called Iskander, and he was a jolly boy too. In the two hours of programme, we took turns in teaching him first soccer and then basketball. He opened up gradually and was quite comfortable around us in the end. Seeing the twins taking responsibility to take care of him was another relief for me. The ‘class’ was duly dismissed at 4.30pm.
Then another thunderbolt hit. The proposed date for our first official session was taken up by BSP research paper publishing ceremony. Worse still, the twins would be the emcee, which leaves three of us. Yet the proposed excursion for that session is still up in the air, with no confirmation. Should the excursion proceed, consent forms will need to be given out. That I would imagine would be my responsibility again. To proceed, or cancel, that is the question.
Today I faced many setbacks. Some slight, some major, but all turned out okay in the end. We still have time to right what is wrong. The point is whether we have the drive to do it.::

.:firestarter blogged on 12:20 AM:.
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::Murphy is a very realistic person..
Here are a few of his laws..

1. Anything that can go wrong will go wrong.
2. If there is a possibility of several things going wrong, the one that will cause the most damage will be the one to go wrong
3. If you perceive that there are four possible ways in which something can go wrong, and circumvent these, then a fifth way, unprepared for, will promptly develop
4. If everything seems to be going well, you have obviously overlooked something
5. In nature, nothing is ever right. Therefore, if everything is going right ... something is wrong.
6. If anything simply cannot go wrong, it will anyway.

His philosophy:

Smile . . . tomorrow will be worse.

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.:firestarter blogged on 12:22 PM:.

::woohooo.... the day after SLC
strangely i feel better about SLC the day after it ended than right after it ended...
Maybe I am taking a step back and looking it as a whole now.. =] a mature view..
SLC was great.. in every way.. even though I had to stay up late.. SLC lit up my life like a sunray!
=s ok dat's a horrific rhyme.. or horrific thingy.. but nvm..
back to SLC.. it was like a tornado~ a Katrina.. it has so many things, it is the embodiment of the best life has to offer.. and it juz blew me away.. and looking at all the crying faces at the finale, it blew many other people away too i guess..
three cheers for SLC_ n Savoir Vermount Corp_

I understand why most of the past SLC go-ers always failed to go SLC a second time.. SLC is special.. it blew me away.. and I want it to remain that way.. why go for another one.. n risk tainting the memories of the first..::

.:firestarter blogged on 10:56 AM:.
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