Alabaster

Sunday, July 24, 2005

Totally Unbelievable!

As of now, 12.00 am, July 24th, JJC is free from the perils of fire.

But at around 10.10pm, it was a totally different story.

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Alumni Night

-was the first event the JC1 ACC members were organising.

-was supposed to help raise funds for the school.

-asked an unknown singer to perform to help attract crowds.

(Weird Logic. Unknown Singer = more people?)

-was so demanding that Lee ling didn't change her attire from Friday.

(An Owens T-shirt. She admitted it.)(Probably didn't bathe either.)

-was virtually killing most of the ACC Ex-Co.

(Not my problem though.)

-Ended with a blast.

Alumni Night Events Catalogue

Downstairs:

18.30-1930: Ticketing.

19.30-20.30: Slack around Tea-Break.

20.30-21.30: Go to hall and attempt Mass Dance.

Hall:

18.30-19.30: Finishing touches on the decor / A few performances.

19.30-20.30: Buffet commences, guests mingle.

20.30-21.30: Mass dance followed by singing of 'JJ Spirit' by ACC members and Council members, led by 'JJ Spirit' song writer.

After 21.30: Guests go home, ACC members clear up.

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What Really Happened.

18.30-19.30: Guests arrive, some with authentic tickets, some slipped in.

Violin performace by an ACC member, who is in the National Youth Symphony. (Sry. No 'Romance'.)

Followed by a dance featuring a male and some females.

Followed by a 'short' speech by an Alumni.

19.30-19.50: Audience dying from hunger, due to lengthened performace by the unknown singer. Unknown singer sets up a booth in the hall and 'graciously' says, " I'll donate 10% of the proceeds from the sale of my items to the school building fund. "

!9.50 -21.00: Audience are ravenous, gobbling down the bee hoon like there's no tomorrow. Constant resupplying of fruit punch from Tea-Break. Year books are placed on display for the Alumni to ogle at. For some reason, JC1/2 volleyball girls were at the event.

21.00-21.30: Blank, in my record. It was Mass Dance. 5 colours in her hair, around the clock, Superstar and that J-Lo song were played. I was hiding out in the toilet then. I am not a dancer.

21.30-21.40: 'JJ Spirit' was sung, according to plan.

After 21.40: Guests left. Operation: OMG! So much F**king rubbish commences.

Apparently someone got fed-up and decided to incite an exothermic reaction to incinerate all the junk.

For some reason, Lee ling was the one who reported the fire.

I was downstairs, heading up to the hall when I heard screams.

Power failure in hall.

Continued walking into hall, reading, "You then go stuff your head in the toilet bowl lah!" message from Jiamin.

I got pushed and was spun around, to face the exit from the hall.

"Fire! Get out lah Ch** By*!" I was told.

People in hall were evacuted to the Con-Course, as vailant warriors tried to fight off the fire in the VIP toilet in the hall with fire extinguishers as old as their own age. 16-20 years old.

And people in the Con-Course were evacuted to the Parade Square.

Fire-Trucks arrived. Fought fire bravely. And obviously, they won.

Along the length of this period, I was frantically smsing people about the incident, until I realised my smses would eventually result in phone bills as red as my 'F' maths test. And that was when I decided I would call it a joke, and stop further transmissions. Afterwhich I called my dad to inform him of the fire.

"Dad, I'll be home later."

"What time? Almost 11pm already leh!"

"Aiya, my school on fire."

And obviously he didn't catch it properly, since his next reply was,

"Chi bao le mah?"

Fast foward to 11.00pm.

Paramedics arrive in a civil defence ambulance. In 05S05, Lee ling and You guan were both exposed to sulphur dioxide and had to undergo a check-up.

I'm a slacker, so naturally, I would never get into any life threatening situations.

And after the check-up, it turns out everyone who inhaled sulphur dioxide was fine.

And then we went home, happily ever after.

And calculating the sales of the unknown singer's items,$0 X 10% = $0

So much for relying on her.

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The End.

S.t. turned into a dumpling and typed this at 12:52 AM