Wednesday, April 26, 2006

Exciting bus incidents...

Exam week is very draining on a lot of people...
I find that I can't find an opportunity to spend some time with internet gaming, and I have been driven a bit mad by it...
Good news is that because I haven't really been spending a lot of time with my computer, I have been able to pretty much study throughly for my exam...

What in the world am I doing here then?!
Lets see, although my boring life is really boring, wonderful things still occasionally find its way onto my boring non-existent life...

As I have already noted that I have been driven a bit mad because of my parting with the computer, the below description will be rather weird and unreal...

I have decided to take the 961 bus home. 961 gives me plenty of time to sleep and have wonderful dreams about life going right for the first time in its life. After boarding the bus, I realised that as usual, I would have no one to talk to. Everyone were engaged with their own friends and I sat in a small secluded corner of the bus and looked at the wild looking scenery fly by...

After a very smooth ride, which involved two different dreams, we arrived at the bus stop before King Albert's Park. I had woken up from my dreams and was looking at the haunted house in the distance. Then, disaster struck. A taxi decided to cut into the lane of the bus for no apparent reasons other than to have fun and the bus driver was forced to bring the bus to a screeching halt from about 80km/h to 0km/h in about 0.1 seconds to avoid a collision (all number above are without proof)

I remembered very clearly seeing the taxt cut into the lane of the bus. The bus screeched to a sudden halt. It was totally unprovoked and uncalled for. The bus sudden stop caused people who were sitting on the bus to fly foward. I remembered seeing an A math text book flew off from behind me and a couple of feet dangling in the air. A person who was standing was blasted from the back row to the driver's row. Miraculously, he survived and so did the A Math text book and the couple of feets.

As you can see from the above paragraph, many parts of it is heavily exaggerated... Its meant to be funny...

Anyway, shouts of vulgarities were heard from the various passengers in the bus which consisted of four letter words, two syllable words, three syllable words and various other vulgarities in language you had probably never heard before. Some people who were asleep in the bus just now was concerned with the reason why they are about two seats away from where they were just now. I hastily explained to them(without the exaggeration of course) and their worries were put to rest...

Ok, that was a rather exciting experience isn't it...
Now, because I have kind of regained my sanity, lets figure out what had really happened:
  1. Board 961
  2. No one to talk to because everyone was with their own friends
  3. Around King Albert Park
  4. Taxi cut into lane of bus for no reason
  5. Everyone flew foward about 20cm because of the sudden stop but no one flew off their seats
  6. A person on the bus was injured as he collided with his chair but it isn't serious
  7. People was pissed off with the taxi
  8. Lots of shouting from the bus aimed towards the taxi
  9. End of incident, bus drove off

That's boring isn't it...
Sometimes, life just need that extra spark to keep it going...

Discmon



Thursday, April 13, 2006

Our 'wonderful' 2.4km run...

It should be quite a miracle for me to be in front of my computer, typing out this post on the internet...
Miracle?! Why is it a miracle? Well, to put it simply, I'm having trouble spending time with my computer.
Imagine parents telling you that you cannot use the computer because this year is your 'O' Level year and blah... You get the idea don't you...

Anyway, we just had our 2.4km run about a day ago. It gave me a lot to think about...
2.4km run is supposed to be one of the most exciting of all the test in the physical fitness test. Some of the reasons are:
1. You get to spend most of the time during the run with your own self
2. You get to see people who are weaker than you struggle
3. You see people who run like crazy and beat you hands down
4. You get to see nice scenery (Ok, this isn't valid since we moved to Queenstown)
5. You get to lap slowkings...
6. [Insert your own reasons here]

And the list technically goes on forever with no way for you to stop it...
Why am I making a fuss out of this?
You see, due to some rather inconsiderate people, and some poor arrangements with our neighbouring school, the 2.4km run has become something that I consider to be the worse of all the test in the physical fitness test. (The worse one used to be sit & reach, cause there isn't much you could do about the result, and its boring to the core anyway)

Lets go over the sequence of events on the faithful day when we had our 2.4km run...
The first lap was very smooth, with not much disturbance. My recorder (the person who keep tracks of the number of time I went around the track) was able to note easily that I had completed one lap.

The second lap wasn't as smooth as the first lap as the primary school students from New Town Primary has decided to come out for their morning 'run' (If you can call that running, we would be sprinting). Lets have a look at what they tend to do once they are all on the track:
1. They absolutely love to walk...
2. They clog up most of the track
3. They love to form one line across the track, not allowing any gap to form in between the lines
4. They decide sometimes to block your way by moving into your path just when you are about to overtake them

So what happened was that, a lot of people who were taking the 2.4 km test was forced to spend most of their running time shouting out "Excuse me, please give way..." and the like. Some of us weren't as kind and forced our way through...

We usually went around them or cut through existing gaps that we can see. This caused us to run a much longer distance as compared to 2.4km. Due to the huge influx of people onto the track, my recorder also has problems seeing me cross the starting line and caused me to run an extra lap.

But the one incident that got to take the cake got to go to Martin, a person in my class. Martin was cutting across some primary school pupils when he accidentally hit one of the primary school kid by accident. The primary school kid said [ccb] in full. Please note that the amount of time between the primary school kid getting hit and saying ccb is equilivent to normal human reaction time...

Does this show that our young generation is contaminated with vulgarities? The truth seems to be in front of our eyes. Our English teacher was saying that the sec 4s are the one who contaminated the sec 1s so that they know vulgarities. I beg to differ. Imagine a primary school kid saying ccb to you just because you accidentally knocked into him...

Either the primary school kid is part of a big gang group so that he isn't afraid of people whom are at least twice as old as him (I assume that through his height) or he is trying to be an idiot. Either way, Martin did not really care about him, but I think it reflects badly on our society. Screaming vulgarities at people just because we accidentally hit you isn't exactly a very good thing to do.

Imagine screaming that to people who aren't as kind as us... I hate to think about that poor primary school kid being bashed into a pulp (Although on second thoughts... never mind)

So...
I was thinking of how to solve the problems (other than the one on the ccb) and I got some ideas, although whether or not they are feasible or not is another thing:
1. Ask New Town Primary to not let their students on the track when we are taking our test and vice versa
2. If they need to get down on the track, teachers should try to filter the students so that they do not take up most of the track or occupy the inner lane

3. We should find another method to record how many rounds we ran

4. Send pupils to moral education classes (because of lack of consideration and the ccb)
5. Go to Pandan reservoir to run (Ok, that isn't exactly feasible)

Hope that the next time I take my 2.4km run, I will not have to face too much problems...
Imagine failing 2.4km simply because your recorder did not realise you completed one lap because of the huge number of students on the track and than coming into the finish line with a seven lap timing of 14:27 (Which failed the 6 laps timing by 17seconds)

Anyway, that run can serve as a warm-up for the next run on wednesday...

Discmon