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Thursday, May 28, 2009

Abscissa Whurd?

We stared at the paper and it stared back at us.

Determine the abscissa of point X.

It is quite humiliating to know that our year never learnt this simple vocabulary. Abscissa. That small, taunting word which takes up so little space in our lives, yet still haunts us till today. Abscissa. Echoing. Killing us softly from within. Abscissa. Intimidating our intelligence, reducing our brains to nothing more than a faulty, mushy substance. Abscissa. Lighting our emotions ablaze, cracking our heads like raw eggs, just to come up with an answer, an escape from the loss of depression. Abscissa. That one mark which separates us from a perfect score. The death of a student's confidence, admitting defeat to the mere existence of a three-syllable word.

Humble humiliation.

There was a dark void over that question, seemingly preventing students from interfering with the unnatural disaster taking place. Many left it as it is, deciding not to mess with the course of their ill fate of twisted misinterpretation. But one student presented the magnitude of the situation best, with a twinge of exasperated honesty in it:

"To the horror of both examiner and candidate, the abscissa could not be identified due to lack of comprehension." -Yours truly-

Ahem. Couldn't help it!

Thursday, April 30, 2009

Mission Accomplished

It was roughly 12.45 in the afternoon. The oppressive silence was murderous. As we all held our hands in prayers, our opponent sat coolly behind us, watching. And there we were, expecting the worst, yet hoping for the best.

Barely hours ago, we were running around the hall. No, not training for the running events, but warming up. And we reached Yuk Chai at 10.30 to calm ourselves down. After some light-hearted chat in the canteen, we smuggled ourselves to a quiet corner not far from the canteen to warm up. After that, we made our panicky way up to the auditorium to test out the stage.

Nicholas banged his head on the speaker on the way down, which, as everyone speculates, caused a little "mental havoc" in his head temporarily. He was the only one "dancing on his chair" before we went onstage. He affected Foo Wai too, who was sitting next to him. At least we had 2 clowns around to keep us from gearing ourselves into full panic mode. Plus, Nicholas was 2 seats from me (next to Shoen-Wei [oh, no! I can't spell her name!]) while Foo Wai was 3 seats away (Both were on my left).

We sang around 11.35. The whole performance was so intense that I think I actually entered a trance-like state whereby I can't think or remember anything else other than the present moment.

After our performance (no more Nicholases were hurt throughout the entire competition), we went back to our seats and bit our nails while listening to the others. In the end, after many complicated invitations.......*drum rolls*, it was the moment of truth.

The 3rd to 6th places were announced. The biggest shock was when CHS was announced 2nd runner-up. That only left Bandar Utama 4 and us.

Everyone held each other by the hands and closed their eyes. The silence in the auditorium was deafening. The emcee, Mr Eugene, was mean enough to keep the suspension going on for a long time.

Who will win?

Well, we proudly bring back the news that today, on the Thursday of the 30th of April 2009, the forms 3-5 of Damansara Jaya 2009 managed to break free from a 7-year chain which restricted our choir team from championing the Petaling Utama district. At last. After SEVEN YEARS.

Yes, scream and shout!!! We won!!!!

You should have seen our reaction when they announced Bandar Utama 4 (BU4) as the runner-up. That could only mean that we won!! Everyone had delayed reactions, since we weren't expecting something like this.

Initially, we thought we would lose to Catholic High School (CHS) and Bandar Utama 4. But when they announced the 3rd place to be CHS, we thought we had a chance, mainly because BU4 wasn't that suicidal in their first song. Their "Phantom of the Opera", however, was quite hair-raising for the first few moments. They later sank to a less scary performance.

While I'm trying to get the videos from those who have recorded the whole thing (The first time I did not bring a camera to a competition. How pathetic), I might as well say random things.

Firstly, we were "unlucky" enough to fish for the first performance TWICE while balloting. Twice because one of our students balloted on behalf of Pn Cecilia. When Pn Cecilia sensed we got the first performance, she decided to ballot herself. Voila! It came out as number ONE again. While most saw it as an omen, some thought it would be a setback as we would be all "tensed up". We were just told in the bus by Pn Cecilia (and reinforced by Keefe) that the only word in our vocabulary throughout the whole event (except our lyrics) was to be "ONE". So, let us be [number] one from all aspects.

Miss Tracy told us to set a high standard, since we were the first school to kickstart the competition. We're not quite sure how we did in the end either, since none of us saw the video yet. We have yet to hear Miss Tracy's comments on Monday's practice anyway. Altogether, it proved that we DID manage to hold the benchmark high enough. Hooray!!

The most interesting random facts is that the BU1 people thought our uniform was "kinky". Actually, they didn't mean to tell that right in our faces. They said that to Zi Ying, who was a reserve and therefore wasn't wearing our "kinky" uniform. According to her, the conversation went something to the lines of these:

[Unidentified BU1 girl]
[Zi Ying]

Hello. Which school are you from?
DJ.
Oh, okay. Have you seen that school over there, that one with the kinky uniform?
What kinky uniform?
The group that's wearing all black. (Geez, she makes us sound so morbid. It's actually DARK BLUE, missy.....)
*Whispers urgently to Jhia Yim, then turns back to the girl* Oh.....oops.......I think that's us.
Oh. Alright. *Looks really disgusted and walks away*

When we heard that we won, everyone screamed like mad people. Zi Ying took this opportunity to scream at the BU1 students, "IN YOUR FACE!! (Suckers!!)".

Oh, everyone cried while jumping like rabbits. I think this is the first time I've ever truly hugged anyone, especially bear-hugging. I admit I was so overcame with emotion that I actually hugged so many people, even including the guys. What a rare phenomenon. Wait, actually this is the first time. Wow, I sound so cold. It's like I've never hugged anyone before. Oh well, it was a great feeling anyway, being able to hug someone knowing that you've achieved your dreams. Zi Ying was strong enough to carry me up and swing me around.

Heh, I see we've risen up to DJ's debating and cheerleading reputation. The doors are opening up, at last.

As Jessica puts it, "Keep up the good work!"

The ambiguous details point that maybe, just maybe, the state levels could clash with our mid-term examinations. Unlike the other genius, Mel, I'd be glad to skip mid-term to compete for the state. But then again, the "details" were given by a so-called inefficient lady. Bleh.

Famous quotes from choir members (stolen from Zi Ying's blog):

If Zi Ying could, I'm sure she would jump down the second tier the moment the results were announced. -Mel-
Nicholas banged his head and went nuts. -Liiyung-
You coconut! Where are my shoes?! Why did you take my shoes?! -Nicholas-*said to Zi Ying*
It has been a "long" journey. -Keefe-
We'd better make it into Nationals so that the boys can wear their black shirts. -Rachel-
We are the first team to go up, the team who got first, and the last team standing here waiting for our bus. -Pn. Cecilia-

Note to self: In case I look back on these picture decades later, I'm the one standing in the last row, fourth from left.

Seafield up next!

Saturday, April 11, 2009

The Entertainer

If I were to blog about this week, it would be about how I managed to juggle my time as The Entertainer for MAC, the "highlight" of the year, as well as managing to conquer Mount Homework (after many failed attempts to do so). That would make my post seem lifeless because, as you can guess, what other things does it involve other than skipping lessons?

The only interesting incident (which I missed out on) was seeing the "masterpiece" of the 4 Belian madmen, who constantly invade our classroom, since they are one of the "floating classes". Poor Sha Lynn and gang.

Apparently, their boys played a belated April Fool's prank on our class monitor's (and gang's) books by interlocking a pair of textbooks together (and applying glue on "strategic pages" to make sure both books never come off). I wonder why I never thought of that as a prank to play on others.

Anyway, today was the special day for all the nerds of the school, who took the limelight in the hall. The day I perform for those nerds like some maniac. The same goes for Yean Yi and Rachel, but I think I was the worst nut of all.

The violin performance wasn't well coordinated and I don't think everyone heard us. Geez, both of us violinists were supposed to get our own mic. But because Pn Cecilia thought we overpowered the singers, we were reduced to one mic for both, and ended up being so soft that no one could hear us.

We changed like crazy after our violin performance. Thanks to Mel's long-sleeved shirt, I could cheat my time and I ended up changing the fastest (eventhough I took my own sweet time to walk to the toilet), with an extra 5 minutes to spare before the choir's next performance. (Zi Ying pointed out that I could run with heels on. Never really noticed that myself since my heels are "quite short"). No sarcasm intended.

The choir went well, but Timothy said our diction for the English song was terrible. (Choir members, this is feedback from the audience......).

For those who weren't there to perform or receive any prizes.....hmmm, that's odd. Why would they want to turn up in school at all?

Let's review the statistics. All the classes only have 2-15-studens present. What about 3 Batai? 26 pupils. Now, this really forces us to reconsider placing this (weird) class as "the smartest class". Especially when oddballs like Timothy, Shafiq and Cassandra are about. (Oh, and me too....)

Eventhough we didn't do much in school because the teachers are eating..........I felt really amused and even glad that I turned up. Why? All thanks to the weird nuts.

It all started during recess. The performers and the oustanding students got to eat free food. And because I don't eat chicken (yes, I'm a pescetarian), I had to cajole Timothy to eat my chicken (and the rest of my rice) for me. Then all of a sudden, he became crazy and accused me of "trying to take over the world by forcing everyone to become fat". According to him, once everyone gets fat, they can't chase me otherwise they'll die of a heart attack. And he alleged me of trying to "make him fat". Goodness, Timothy exercises for more than 2 hours a day and he says he'll get fat??

Then, he went on talking about lots of illusionary crap and eventually ended up with stories of his old school. He kept saying his old school was "so stupid". There was this malay guy who actually came up to him and asked: "Timothy, kamu Portugis, kan?" (Timothy, you're a Portugese, aren't you?). Holy crap! His surname is SIM! TIMOTHY SIM. Not some long, english-like name. It's extremely obvious that Tim's a CHINESE.

And after that, the same guy asked: "Timothy, "Sim" tu maksud apa?" (Timothy, what does "Sim" mean?). *Bangs head*.

And for another time, the same guy got a 20-something mark for his maths exam. Do you know what he asked his teacher?

"Am I the highest?"
Teacher: From the bottom, or from the top?

Man, he really got Shu Wen and I howling with laughter. The people around us must have thought we were out of our minds. Well, that was probably what Calvin and Kelvin thought. XP. They were both sitting opposite us (at different times) and were tracking our conversation from Scrabble to those nonsensical topics. (Kelvin plays scrabble too! Yay!). I must say poor Timothy has finally lost it.

It was Cassandra and Shafiq's turn when we went back to class (in 3 Belian). We combined with Belian and Semarak. Shafiq was initially showing us stupid/amusing card tricks which had something to do with heartbeats. I'm really terrible at card tricks and so, I found his trick highly interesting. Unfortunately, he wouldn't say a thing about his secret trick as it was "using his own heartbeat".

Cassandra finally made a breakthrough by changing the topic into "dares". She dared Shafiq to "confess his love" for the teacher in front of the class. He brushed it off as an easy stunt. Obviously easier than what he was about to dare Cas.

In the end, Cas had to do star-jumps from Pn Lam's class all the way up to the end of the coridor, which means embarassing herself in front of the other teachers.

She didn't finish the feat anyway, but she did embarass herself a lot in front of Pn Lam's class.

The public phone in the school has also joined in the mad fun. All it said the whole time was : "Error: Failed to read card" or something along that line. As Cas and I were wandering elsewhere to look for a functional phone, Cas freaked a Form 4 guy out.

"Hi, human".

I think he was a little too freaked out as he let us use the phone first. And we found out that this phone booth was completely dead. Cas continued to freak the poor guy out and even told him he looked like a certain scrabble freak we know of.

Poor human.

I ended up using Iman's handphone. Oops. Don't say anything, okay? (Phones not allowed.....)

Oustanding moments written down. Now, I can clean my natural hard disk.

Sunday, August 24, 2008

The Olympian Times

At last.

16 endearing days of the Beijing Olympic Games, and it has finally come to an end. After many days of nostalgy, joy, sadness and almost every feeling you've ever felt, a grand ceremony awaits. The end of one of the most anticipated games. Tears of sweet, glorious taste of victory and disappointment were shed, many records broken, and most of all, a great record of 7 gold medals lasting for 36 years has been broken.

After 20 years or so, we look back to this Olympic Games and we WILL remember the special moments this particular Games has to offer. From the unforgetable, unmistakeably Chinese way of portraying everything from the special lightings to the freedom of walking in without marching, from the number of records broken to the massive, technological infrastructures, from the colourful and cute little mascots to the astounding formations involving a large number of people and team effort, and last but not least, from the crazy fireworks "only the Chinese can do" (the interlocking Olympic Rings) to the great 51 gold medals achieved by China (surpassing the Americans with only 35++ medals).

Then, there's also China's 34th medal, the one won because of Lee Chong Wei's loss. The one everyone mourns about. The one that freaky Lin Dan alleged by disappointed Malaysians for "taking drugs" obtained. Who will forget this???

This is definitely the Games NOone will EVER forget.

"Oh sure, yeah, we'll remember the stupid moments whereby the MALAYSIAN TV centre or something like that just cuts off the reception and start showing stupid advertisement no one sees. It's a total waste of the people's money!!!! And a total waste of a few precious moments. If we were to rate which country had the craziest reception, we'd all give our full support to Malaysia."
-Annoyed people-

We also had our Choir Competition today. I didn't bring my camera along but I sure got enough experience to say that DJ looked quite bad among the.....err.....OTHERS. Others meaning freak school I don't ever want to see again like Seafield. The commentator was just saying that they got first in some choral speaking competition recently, don't know if it's the same one Balau joined. And boy, when they sing, your hair just stands up and a chill runs up your spine. The music, haunting, daunting, and enchantingly musical had us all praying hard...praying in vain. We know what we saw. We saw a champion singing. Couldn't deny it. When they started their first line, everyone started cheering already.....and honestly, I actually shivered when I heard them. Geez, co-curriculum freaks. The song they sang was the song they prepared for the Choral Festival masterclass, which is UNfair.

After the competition, Melissa and I "interviewed" Lim Wei Le, a long lost ballet friend of mine. [Please do not question me about anything to do with ballet, thanks]. They was actually 45 people in Seafield's choir, but it sounded like a hundred people were singing. So, we questioned her on how they got so many people in their choir. Her answer was pretty surprising--and creative!!! The teachers there sure have a way with creativity and working smart.

Congratulations, Seafield, for winning the Choir Competition [and many others as well].
Though DJ's Harmonix (Morning Choir) is far better and still has room for improvement.

Sunday, August 17, 2008

One More 08 in 0808080808

A new [immortal] Olympian has come. It has been 36 years before the stunning title has been replaced by a new honour.

8 gold medals in the already-famous 0808080808 Beijing Olympic Games.

MICHAEL PHELPS ROCKS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! CONGRATULATIONS FOR SETTING THE NEW STANDARD!!!! YOU HAVE REACHED YOUR GOAL FOR HUMAN IMMORTALITY!!!!

Let's see how many years it will take to destroy his feat.

Geez, this guy actually threw his shoes!!!!

Proud moment in semis. Agony in finals.

Lee Chong Wei Lost To Lin Dan again! Very disappointing. Right from the start, we could already see that Lee Chong Wei was overpowered by China's Lin Dan. The noisy Chinese crowd, chorusing “Lin Dan Jia You - 林丹加油” every few seconds wasn't really much of a help to Chong Wei. I don't get how come during EVERY OTHER OCCASION, we all hear the universal "Malaysia Boleh", but when some competition comes up, we all go into silent mode. I think Lee Chong Wei wanted to hear Malaysia Boleh but we can all see that " Malaysia TIDAK boleh kata 'Malaysia Boleh!' ". It means that Malaysia couldn't say 'Malaysia can do it!'. Not much of support we Malaysians gave him. After all, some funny people like my mother would want to support their country of origin. And as we all know, all Chinese came from China.....Chong Wei only managed a silver medal in the badminton men’s singles after losing to Lin Dan 12-21, 8-21.
He just couldn't keep to himself and succumbed to Lin Dan's crazy strategy. Play near the net, and always aim for the other side of the court (which is unguarded) when smashing. It's OK, Mr Lee. After all, you still get RM300,000.00 in your pocket. All the best and keep up your training and trash Lin Dan in the next meet. Unless either of you decide to retire.........

Silver medal for Chong Wei
BEIJING: Lee Chong Wei won the silver medal in the badminton men’s singles after losing in the final to China’s Lin Dan 12-21, 8-21.
The world No 2 lost in two straight sets, faltering to Lin Dan, who remains the top men’s singles shuttler in the world.
In previous clashes between the two, Lin Dan had won nine times while Chong Wei had won five times.
The last time a Malaysian shuttler won a medal at the Olympics was in Atlanta in 1996 when Rashid Sidek took the bronze in the men’s singles and Cheah Soon Kit-Yap Kim Hock won the silver for the men’s doubles.
Rashid’s brothers Razif and Jailani won Malaysia’s first Olympic medal in Barcelona, Spain, in 1992 when they won a bronze in the men’s doubles.
Chong Wei got to the final by beating South Korean Lee Hyun-il, 21-18, 13-21, 21-13, while Lin Dan defeated fellow countryman Chen Jin in the semi-final, 21-12 , 21-18.
Despite failing to get the gold medal, Chong Wei is set to obtain RM300,000 from the Government for winning the silver medal. The Government had promised RM1mil as an incentive to any athlete who returns with an Olympic gold medal; RM300,000 for silver and RM100,000 for bronze.

Source : TheStar

I followed Alex to Petrosains today. Her parents and her grandparents went along too. She came to pick me up around 10.45am. My violin's E string broke just before she arrived. So great. Couldn't care less. Just followed Alex to Petrosains. We went to her housing area first. Couldn't get a look at her house. She got her Universe picture book with her handling gloves. Note that the gloves are to prevent sweaty hands from touching the premises of the great book of the universe's pics. We took the LRT from Taman Bahagia station to KLCC. When we reached there, we went to buy the tickets immediately. Then, we had a quick lunch and went walking around for a

while. We saw the MPO/MPYO hall (not the place they perform...). We rushed back to Petrosains to "begin our adventure". It was a whole day full of nonsense and talking. We also went Craze-E about Wall-E. We went for the gigantic slide in Petrosains twice each. This time, you could go on it as many times as you want (I think). OK, now let the pictures do the talking, because if I talk, the story'll never end.

Experiencing a not-so-experienced hurricane. Incomparable to H. Katrina.

You see it, but it's not there. Poke it but you can't feel it. It's a GHOST!!!!!!

Infinity: I'm glad the pic above is a bit dark. It blocks out the obtrusive details. Overall, my favourite pic.

Somehow, the colours from the 2 different-coloured M&Ms don't mix to form green.

Note that a rainbow-like thingy is formed around the bottom.

Not a very formal introduction. VIPs would despise such monkeys sabotaging the place.

Jupiter along with some light effects I did not acquire from Photoshop.

Alexandria's dad's karate chop. Ouch!! That's gotta hurt.

This was achieved by waving at the speed detector. I waved at the one on the left while Alex waved at the one on the right. Nice number.

To be fast in skiing, we need to pose like crazy people. I squatted down, but there was no pic of it.

That's it. All out.

Saturday, August 9, 2008

Long Lost

After a loooong time, I've finally got the effort to immortalize this moment on my blog. So far, I was just too lazy to put this on my blog. I don't know about you, but I only like Chan Mali Chan in this video. It couldn't be me, but either the video sound quality isn't good at all or our singing went totally off-pitch when we sang Al Shlosha (first song). Chan Mali Chan starts roughly around 2.28 in the video. The best part (to me) comes up after 3.00 minutes. Listen carefully. The harmony really blends in nicely.

Then, I heard of a long lost friend. Not heard from. Heard OF. Cheryl said he's back from America after 5 years. Amusing, not? To all ex-SKTMers, remember Gavin Chee from 1-3M?

Sunday, June 8, 2008

6th Young Singers' Choral Festival

I see that I have not been blogging for the past few days due to my attending of the 6th Young Singers' Choral Festival held on the 4th-7th June 2008 in KLPAC (Kuala Lumpur Performing Arts Centre).

Wednesday, 4th June 2008

I went for violin class in the morning. After that, I ate an early lunch and got ready for Melissa to pick me up to KLPac. Squeezing in the car too were Jhia Yim, Yi Jing and Chi Yi. Coincidentially, all of us were wearing pink shirts. The outstanding one was Yi Jing, who wore a maroon shirt--which was still counted as DARK pink. Luckily, the traffic was smooth all the way so we reached there pretty early (half-an-hour, if I'm not mistaken). We weren't the first there anyway....we thought we were....When we were inside that KL something-like-recreational-park, we saw some weird buildings like a Malay longhouse and 2 interesting buildings (see left). On the right is the picture of the building through an entrance. It was still early anyway, so we fed the fish near some koi farm and KLPac. Chi Yi got mad with the fish.....it was a real feeding frenzy.We went to the Koi rearing farm just opposite KLPac. The fish there were humongous!!! One fish could grow up to more than approximately 60 centimetres long and probably more than 15 cm width (fat). Not only that....these were highly expensive fish. Kill one and it'll cost you more than RM20,000. It doesn't really look that big in the pictures I've taken but who cares...? You get the point. It's big...unless you've seen something bigger (Okay, I have. The biggest harmless fish I saw was in Langkawi--waaay back in Standard 1, when it could have gobbled me up easily. It was some oversized Arowana fish--it was metres long). Then there are sharks, whale sharks, bluefin tunas and loads of other fish......BACK to CHORAL FEST. After amusing ourselves with the fishes, we walked over to KLPac. There was some Japanese tinge in it to me....somehow. I thought it would be some grand building which would look like Istana Budaya. Instead, a humble building full of history stood before us. It kind of reminded me of a green house. Most of its walls were made out of glass-- and it was beautiful, actually. Now that you have been amused by some of the pictures here, I shall continue my story....after waiting for a long time, we finally registered (Well, we couldn't register earlier because Pn Cecilia wasn't there yet). So, we did alot of crappy things like taking pictures of stupid things. The picture of the stairs below (Looong way down) makes me giddy after a while. After we registered, we had to take a green file each. Inside the file were our song scores. These included Sicut Cervus, Bogoritse Devo, Lo Lo Re Babu, Down By the Riverside

and Not Alone Anymore. The file also contained a coloured tag which we would write our names on. My colour was green..at first I didn't know that it would affect the "team" we would be in, but Melissa told me about it. So, she kindly exchanged her purple tag with Jo Li to be in Green Team too. However, I seemed to be getting sick of green. Even in the prefect's camp, I was placed in Green Team. We gave the size of our shirts to Pn Cecilia and after that, we got our shirts. This was the first time I ordered 'S' size because I thought that 'M' was getting a bit too long, hot and stuffy for me. And great thing I ordered 'S'.....the shirts were so big that even with 'S', it felt like it was 'M' (I saw my label properly and it DID say 'S'). Looks like everyone's going to look like toys

when they wear the shirt. Anyway, Yi Jing got a red tag at first, but she had decided to change her tag to green when she gets back home. About 3 something, we were herded to go to the great hall, also known as Pentas 1. The whole place looked like my Rubik's Cube. It was so colourful. *Pause*. I can see that my words and descriptions are too long-winded and have already gone to the future....Enjoy yourself all you can as the next few scrolls you make will have no (I mean 'little', to be precise).

You see, even the fish can't stand global warming!

The lake....side view.

I dare you to kill us!!!

Giddy..............

Foyer outside Pentas 1.

Taken solely because I did not think that photographing was prohibited...

The picture above the colourful chairs is the foyer outside Pentas 1. That is the place where we will be eating throughout the Choral Fest.

The whole event started off by a few speeches. Joe Hasham officialized the festival. And I would say, his speech started off the best...and WAS the best speech:

"You know, the problem with being the last speaker is that the all the previous speakers have said everything that you've wanted to say! Thank you!! *Runs off the stage* Okay, okay, I was just kidding there....*comes back to the stage*"

Actually, I pretty much forgot most of what he said. For all I could make out now, he probably said alot that the first few speakers didn't mention. He came out in Sunday Star, 8th June 2008....something to do with drama.

After the officialization, we were separated into our voice parts to practice in different locations. The sopranos were to stay in Pentas 1, the altos in Pentas 2 (some drama stage) and the tenors and basses went to an unknown place.

This (Pentas 1) is where we (sopranos) would be staying in for the next few days.....and at that time, we were all wondering why our soprano section leader was an eighteen-year old boy named Daryl...

Nothing much happened on the second day except the fact that we were the first to reach the building, a memorable achievement. The food today was the best. Fried rice was served for lunch while dinner was Western food. Group Green, Blue, Orange and Yellow played games today. Pink, Red and Purple would be watching a concert.....the next day would be our turn. Hold on.....we also watched a concert today...and now....we sopranos FINALLY figured out how Daryl got to be our section leader. His pitching even in the high notes were great!!! That was so cool....after that, he became an idol to all sopranists.

Next day, Yi Jing's father sent us there. The feeling of leaving Choral Fest was beginning to sink in.

At night, there was a question and answer session. Someone asked Professor Andre de Quadros to stand on his head. He DID manage to do it.....then, he also said he had 4 passports (1 French....or was it Portugese...[?], 1 American, 1 Australian and 1 Indian). Still trying to get a clear photo of him standing on his head......