I'd just like to say, UWCSEA's play owned anything our school has put up so far. Of course, its location doesn't...
I rained pretty bad on the day itself, and Bryant didn't finish his dinner till around six, so halfway through our bus journey there the only way to get to UWC before 7.10 was to take a cab (You will now forget that I owe you half the cab fare Bryant).
Our troubles weren't over yet when we finally reached the place. Now we had to locate Sam and Shen Shin, who managed to get there on time. Now we had to find our ticket dealer for the act.
Bryant : And can you stop calling him the ticket DEALER, you make it sound like he sells crack on the side.
Me : Noted, so what does this guy look like?
Bryant : Indi says its a short Indian guy named Nick.
Me : Thats really descriptive of him.
Bryant : Is that him (Points to entrance)
Me : Dude, that can't be Nick, thats a chick...
Bryant : Unless we're at the wrong swimming pool...
Me : If this place has more than one swimming pool, this is one sweet campus
Turns out, we weren't at the wrong one. And for the record, this Nick wasn't that short.
Then came the mix up of the two Sam's.
Bryant : Right, now we've got to meet Sam, Shen Shin, and the other Sam.
Me : There's two Sams??
Bryant : Well, yeah... but...
Me : Sam Wang is here?
Bryant : No, not Sam Wang, Sam's friend Sam...
Me : You're losing me here...
Bryant : Okay, Sam's friend Samantha is studying here as well, and...
Me : Wait, our Sam has a friend named Sam, who isn't Sam Wang, and is a girl?
Bryant : Yes...
We finally meet up with Sam, Shen Shin, and Sam 2, and try to locate the correct theatre. Now, I finally see why having just one PAC in your school is a good thing. There was this huge queue when we found the right place, and keeping in mind that the act was a sellout, I thought to myself "Why doesn't this happen with our school?"
I found my answer. The inside was about the same size as the one the school brought us to on some distant excursion in the Esplanade. (See one of my older posts, the one about leaving reality for fantasy or fantasy to reality, I can't remember)
Nevertheless, the act was good. Not just good, great actually. Way better than the Taming Game and whatever our school's ever come up with. It's about a young man, Eugene Jerome, who is shipped off to boot camp in Mississippi during World War Two, and the hilarious events that entailed. It deals with the interaction with his squad mates, as well as his coming of age, as well as how he survives his sadistic and possibly insane drill sergeant.
It was during the intermission that I got to know Sam 2. As well as learn that she beat up Sam when they were in Primary 4. She seems like a nice person. She gave me something else to taunt Sam with, the pale jokes are getting stale. She whacked me towards the end of the intermission because I was still on my DS.
Here's a few lines which I simply loved. I can't remember some (well, most actually) of the names, so I'll just dodge using them whenever possible.
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In Eugenes's diary,
And this guy, well, he masturbates about 4 or 5 times a night, and can be heard shouting "Five's been fired, and six is being loaded!".
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Pretty sure that caused a couple of awkward moments for the younger kid's parents.
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Sergeant Tuney : Men, in my 10 years of being a noncom, I've dealt with all sorts of offenses, from mutiny to sodomy. Now, I consider those minor offenses. Mutiny is the expression of repressed feelings that are being let out in one go. Sodomy is doing something you really want to do, but with someone you really don't want to do it with.
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When the squad is visiting a brothel
Eugene : What if she's really ugly??
Squadmate : Then you just close your eyes and think of some girl in high school...
Eugene : I don't want to, thats only as good as doing it with yourself...
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When talking about what they'd do if they had a week left to live
Eugene : So what would you do?
Squadmate : Me?? I'd find that perfect girl for and.... (I can't remember)
Eugene : Got a girl in mind?
Squadamte : Sure do. (Makes humping movements) The Queen of England!
Another Squadmate : What the hell? Thats like doing it with your own grandma!
Yet Another Squadmate : And what about the other guys? Like the King of England?
Squadmate : Of come on, the King and Queen only get it on once a year to make a prince.
Another Squadmate : And isn't the Queen like holed up in Buckingham Palace?
Squadmate : Nope, when she sees me coming, she'll tell the guards "Let that handsome and sexy young man through". So how'd I do Eugene?
Eugene : C-. That was bankrupt, morally, content wise and sexually. But it had style.
Another Squadmate : I'm out of here, I'm not listening to a guy who'd shag is own grandma.
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Well, there's probably more, but I can't remember. It ends with Eugene hurting his back while falling out of a jeep in England and missing the war, and finally fulfilling his dream to become a writer when he is hired to be a writer with the army newspaper.
We decided, after much argument, to head to King Albert Park for dinner. As we were walking out to the bus stop, I saw Bryant and Samantha pull out their phones and consult each other on the topic of numbers. I assumed that Bryant had pulled off one real smooth move, which really surprised me since since he's not that sort of guy.
Samantha is a fun girl to be around with. Not in that sense. She's a laugh a minute, and as Bryant described her, candid. The case with the high heels, butts and sex was one example, and she's pretty cute to boot. Then again, she's too grossed out by my dining experiences in the Chem labs, and she's got the same last name as me, so most stuff would look kind of weird. Then again, I've always been more than a little weird.
Sam had to leave early because he had something on, so that left us with one Bryant, one Slummer, one Shen Shin, and one more Sam left. Then Sam had to leave because her parents wanted her back, and Shen Shin he might as well head home at that point. So that left just me and Bryant. As we made our way across to the Mac's, I questioned Bryant on his smooth move.
Me : Woah dude, that was one sweet trick to get her number.
Bryant : What? I didn't? What gave you that idea??
Me : Two phones out, discussion of numbers, what do you want me to think?
Bryant : I didn't! I mean, I wouldn't mind her number, but I didn't.
Me : I don't blame you man, she was kinda cute. She was way too freaked out to about my Chem lab mealtimes. Gotta find a girl who's comfortable with that.
Me : Know how Shen Shin left when she did? You think...??
Bryant : Maybe...
Me : Nah, really doubt that... Shen Shin we're talking about here.
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At the risk of Shen Shin beating the crap out of me (or trying to at least), I will post the rest of the conversation at the Mac's after Shen Shin came back and left us again after getting a MacFlurry.
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Bryant : Well, Sex (Damien dubbed Shen Shin that) just pang sehed us. Again.
Me : The first time had its benefits. Can you imagine discussing emotions and love with Shen Shin?
Bryant : Nope
Me : Yeah, probably when he looks at her, his on board computer lists
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Subject : Samatha ???
Status : Worker production factory. Disregard otherwise.
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Bryant : And the rest of us?
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Subject : Wong Cheng Heng
Status : Biological hazard, will eat anything in its path. Eliminate immediately.
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Subject : Bryant Chan
Status : Sarcastic enough to make trees wilt. Eliminate immediately.
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Subject : Samuel Loh
Status : Owns Xbox 360. Subterfuge immediately
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Subject : Mark Chia
Status : Perpetual wanker. Stay out of range
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On the bus trip back, I asked Bryant whether I really did look like Chris like Samantha had said. I got a "except for the glasses, and maybe the nose, no." Sigh, always being mistaken for someone else. One of Bryant's sisters thinks I'm Jin, the other one things I'm Sam, I'm mistaken for Max in my team now and then, as Amos now and then, and for a Vietnamese scholar by a few Sec 3's.
Wednesday, 12 March 2008
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