Orphanage visit

Today, Heng Li, Shawn and I had our study group at McD’s (instead of the usual BK), to replace the previously cancelled studying plan 2 days back, and prolly for the coming Saturday as well, seeing that all of us have other plans on that day.

For the past days (and probably a few more days to come), I was easily pissed by the slightest annoyance I find other people do. What triggered such prolonged dissatisfaction came from several factors: my nagging mum whose incessant “GO AND STUDY” and “SHUT DOWN YOUR COMPUTER” instantly pissed me off, the conservative school headmistress and her stupid administration governed by said Prehistoric mammal with brains the size of a tapeworm, an amoeba, or spermatozoon, whose policies failed to allow Toshimitsu-kun to come to our school, and a pathetic basketball usage rule.

The incidents that annoyed me, that begrudged me but usually dissipate after a while, flared up ten-fold after I woke up on Sunday still feeling pissed:

- I woke up in the morn, checked the nicknames in my MSN list and discovered a MAJOR Potter spoiler from someone’s nick about a certain someone who died, and that, brought me to the edge of fucking fury, especially after confronting said person and got nonchalant replies and laughing emoticons.

- Geok Leng bossing around during orphanage trip yesterday, which made me flare up, only to be asked to cool down by Daniel and the rest.

An overview of my graciously uninteresting weekend:

Saturday – 23rd July 2005
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Woke up early in the morning to attend Taylor’s seminar, which isn’t really an SPM motivation (which is good) but it focused more to what-to-do-and-emphasize-on-after-SPM, such as your soft skills – namely communication.

That’s from roughly 8am-1pm -- I slept for a bit when the talk starts to dull, but I suppose the entire thing’s fairly good, seeing that we have a good speaker who speaks proper English (a rarity) and free tea break and lunch!

Sunday – 24th July 2005
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Went to school at 4:15pm, and Wai Hong’s Japanese youth exchange student-friend, Toshimitsu, was there as well. He was alright overall, friendly, tried to speak English as best as he could, and we learn a lil Japanese from him, etc. He even played with the orphans.

The orphanage at Ampang, Yayasan Sunbeam or something to that effect, looked a bit shabby and small to shelter 60 kids. After wandering around aimlessly without a kid to take care of (I absolutely detest kids screaming and running about uncontrollably), this lil kid Kenneth, who was supposedly 9 years old (he looked more like he was 5), suddenly got attached to me during the singing session by Wai Chun, Jon and the rest, by jumping onto my laps.

He, unfortunately, speaks Mandarin, and a bit of Cantonese, so conversing with him was a little hard, although I can understand what he means 70% of the time but only able to reply marginally. He was commenting something in Mandarin about my teeth, and I asked him to ask Edmund who was beside me, and the curious little kid started to rave on about my braces.

Then he criticised Geok Leng by saying she had black teeth, etc, and asked very innocent, naive questions like, “Do you have a mother? Father? Brother? Sister?” and told me rather spontaneously, “Kor kor, ni zhi wo de hai zhe” (Kor kor, you’re my child). The naughty kid jumped about while sitting on my lap, insisted that I carried him on my shoulders, etc -- but overall it was a little fun with the little guy.

Kenneth was also very excited about games, and kept demanding for more; he also danced with me, planned some strategies (the newspaper-folding game) and well… I can’t help but be fond of him. When we were about to go back, he looked around me hesitantly, quieter than before, not looking me in the eye and said, “Kor kor, bye bye!”

Gee, these kids; I’d visit him again if I have the chance, but I bet our Leo Orphanage visit will be nothing but a distant memory buried in the deep recesses of their minds.