Results day. I walked into the auditorium. A certain member of the senior administration was droning on and on, and going through slides of statistics for each subject. I managed to snatchat a few phrases: “not as good as the last”, “slightly disappointed”… To start with I was unable to make head or tale of the statistics; this compounded my anxiety. But he persisted in going through the unending lists, and I couldn’t tell how the last 2 years of hard work had borne or not borne fruit or what kind of fruit was borne. The sky grew dark, and we had to come back the next day to continue the debriefing and collect our exam results. I vaguely remember some sort of hostage/ terrorist situation too. Then I woke up, realizing that in my sleep I had somehow rotated myself 90 degrees, so that my body lay almost parallel to the bed’s headboard.
What a dream. The first time I dream about the IBDP in as-long-as-I-can-remember it turns into a nightmare. Well, at least its great to know that my subconscious hasn’t lost its imagination.
So, much has happened since the last time that I updated this page, most notably the final exams and the prom. By God’s grace both went well, and I am now officially unemployed! I also have got a new bike, it is great! Look out for photos! I also went for church camp.
And I fell ill with the Chikungunya fever. Yes, seriously! For those of you who are going “Chicken-what?”, please read this. Essentially its a mosquito borne virus not unlike Dengue. I’m still not sure how/where/when I got bitten by that cursed Aedes mosquito, but I have a suspicion that it was while I was climbing Mt. Faber on the new bike. The good thing is that I recovered really quickly. By Day 3 the fever had gone down! It was really by God’s grace that I recovered so soon, and that I’ve not been too affected by it.
Yesterday night, a few of us went to watch The Day The Earth Stood Still. Everything was aligned perfectly. The surviving members of the KKK (the rest are on vacation), streamed into one of Singapore’s best digital theaters, late enough to skip over the advertisements but just in time to catch the opening titles. This itself was a rare occurrence, as we normally walk in five to fifteen minutes late. The seats were great, I found myself neither craning my neck nor squinting at the screen. The screen itself was huge. I had half expected to be relegated to watch the movie on a puny one as I did on previous occasions at this particular cineplex. So the movie started, and it was getting really intriguing (at this stage they were operating on an alien), and then, it stopped. It stopped! It just froze on one particular frame.
Someone in the audience shouted: “Eh! Why pause?”. After a series of failed attempts to resume the movie, someone turned on the breakdown sign. The management would like to apologize for the breakdown… Please remain seated. The movie will resume shortly. It didn’t. We ended up leaving and exchanging the tickets to watch the same movie in another theatre at a later time. Well, at least we got to watch the whole movie.
The movie itself? Well I thought it was pretty awesome. It’s a pity that most would disagree. O well.
