There was Speech Day/Homecoming Day on the 12th. I received a $20 Popular voucher, yay me. (Quite surprised that so-called 'upper-tier' awards i.e. holistic awards are Kinokuniya vouchers instead. It's not like $20 kino vouchers costs more than $20 popular vouchers, right? Rant rant rant.) Unproductively sat in the chair for like, forever, as the speeches dragged on slowly. Was wasting my time in the hall as mr yong was in the choir room went about praising the graduating batch. Missed the highlight marking the end of my xm chorale days. Depressed. Dejected. Woe. Woe. Woe. (etc.)
Homecoming was fun. It rained just as it started, which was quite a disaster. There were lightning bolts everywhere in the sky above us, and stalls in the parade square watched helplessly as their businesses slowed to a halt when the outdoor power generator had to be switched off. I watched my favourite paper bag to put shoeboxes in disintegrate when puddles started to form by the stall.
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However, just as we started to believe that things would take a turn for the worst, 401's Woffee Haus found a strategic location to permanently position ourselves! In front of the mini stage in-between the canteen and the parade square, the Woffee Haus soon established itself as an important hub for routes connecting the Parade Square to the Canteen, serving waffles and iced coffees to tired home-comers when they stopped for refuels and re-servicing (like, there were canteen tables nearby so they probably checked their nails and reshaped their hair while resting). Thus, there a vibrant cosmopolitan culture emerged out of a melting pot of peoples from different stalls and sectors of society, but all united with a single desire for 2 things: delicious waffles and icy coffees! Some also desired jelly, and were quickly satiated by our supply of konniyaku.
Of course, there were occasional periods of dissent among the Woffee Haus community, such as the egalitarian argument that all waffles should be equal and sold for $2, regardless of the size of the waffle machines that they came from. There were also periods of food shortages, since the Woffee Haus was resource-scarce owing to the cramped conditions and people who wanted to stay on despite their shifts ending, and also due to the fact that demand for the waffles and coffee was so high that pragmatic measures had to be put in place, such as by reducing the amount of whipped cream added on the coffee. Rumours of egg-wielding terrorists were also rampant, when eggs were thrown by outsiders in other stalls in the parade square. Nevertheless, the Woffee Haus managed to overcome these obstacles owing to a stable team of stall managers free of corruption, with the foresight of establishing cordial ties with other stalls as well. (Lending paint and paintbrushes, haha.)
At the end of the day, there was great economic success! We earned $1150-ish in coupons, which was a really big achievement! (Feels like reciting Recollections.)
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Anyway, I'm really really happy that our efforts have paid off!
Then there was also the farewell dinner for the sec 4 debaters! I'm quite shocked that I have suddenly reached the age where everyone's giving each other farewell presents barely 4 months into the year. We went to Pizza Hut at Heartland mall where we were thrown a delightfully cheesy feast (and the viewing of Lucas' new hair, which drew mixed reactions).
I'm really grateful to them for organising this event, even though I was completely zoned-out due to the exhaustion from the Week of Dinners. The cake was quite good, surprisingly; I'm now awaiting the tiramisu with much anticipation!
And the gifts are really cool too! I'm just wondering how on earth I'm gonna get that little scroll out of the glass bottle without inadvertently showering myself in a cloud of glitter.
See more photos here. :)
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