Something To Talk About

It is the fourth week of the new school term and the homeworks are piling up. It is the fourth week of 2007 and there is something to talk about for everyone in the air. From the new power-that-be in school to Amazing Race Asia. From the new probation prefects to the new canteen management (which by the way had stopped switching on the fans during recess time, at least they serve edible foods). From the Moral Studies kerja amal to the Add. Maths project. There is something to talk about everywhere.

I actually manage to write a drama script titled ‘Looking for Eloise’ but I’m positive that the title won’t stay permanent because I’m suppose to change all the casts to Asians. It had been so tough writing that drama script. I think that happens because I have been training myself to think more analytical and scientific than being lyrical and poetic. I love the English language, but it is really not something that I want to incorporate into my future career choice. Well, nothing to talk about here.

Pn. T called me to have a go at the school’s debate team. Me in a debate team? Seriously, I don’t know why would she even consider me to join the school’s debate team? For starters, I am terrible when it comes to speaking in front of the class. How could you expect me to talk in front of God-knows-how-many strangers in a debating competition? I stutter when I did my Bahasa Melayu presentation in the class the other day and I ended up having a migraine after that. I talk extremely fast when I’m nervous and I hardly stop to take in oxygen. I guess the lack of oxygen concentration in my brain had resulted in me having a migraine after that. At the moment, I can’t honestly see myself debating. Nothing to talk about here.

Something that my classmates had been talking about is the smelly odour that contaminates the class after recess every day. My class is situated beside a huge drain and a rubbish dumping area. How convenient. I have nothing to complain here. At least, the Physics, Biology and Chemistry lab and the school’s canteen is just a stone throw away. Something to talk about? For the students of 5A…yes.

Last Monday, something really funny happened to me. I got locked in the Prefect’s Room backroom.

Seriously.

Of all things that could possibly happen to me on a Monday morning, that happened to me. Imagine it, instead of the prefects getting complaints again (Nothing to talk about here.) or getting hit on the head by a basketball, I got locked in a room. I got locked in a room and the news came to the school’s Penolong Kanan Hal Ehwal Murid and discipline teacher’s attention. Something to talk about? Well, the whole Prefect’s Board knew about it by recess time. My dream came true, I became the talk of the Prefect’s Board because I got locked in a room and was rescued 10 minutes later by the school’s gardener. Lucky me. -.-

Well not the whole Prefect’s Board know about it. W.P. got left out on the news and he kept on asking me about what that the other prefects had been talking about. Stay in blissful ignorance for another 10 years W.P.! =P

The month of January is coming to an end. In fact it is drawing it’s curtain at 12am tonight. Right now, I can’t wait for Chinese New Year! Things are going at a slow pace right now. But after the Chinese New Year, a month will seem like a week. Until then, have a nice time finding something to talk about.