Dear Dreams

[Wednesday, 31 May, 2006]

We were joking that we would leave the camp at 9.30pm after the rehearsal since the first two days were 7.30pm and 8.30pm respectively. It was actually 10pm this time.

Total madness?

I did not have a bunk in camp and I was not staying near.

However, this day was a much peaceful day with some rest in the intervals, though not quiet and “safe” enough to doze off. I rested by the corner like the first two days, taking chance to make sure my back was not so strained.

There were some excitements within and the motivation of being the last day of rehearsal helped to ease my tired mind. I had been enjoying the craps inside the control rooms with the jokers.

However, the bad thing was that everything was too draggy and lots of time was wasted. The ushers including of some aunties and uncles, definitely no young babe, were hanging inside the theatrette after the briefing and stalled the time that we could begin the supposedly last round of rehearsal.

Things did not go well but Captain Ricky Ang was cool about it and not pushing any fault to anyone. I believed the team was working well within one another for the control room was filled with nice people.

I finally got to memorise how to preset the lighting control to reduce so much of my work load.

Actually, we were kind of being released at around 7pm but we had to take care of the theatrette; we could not hand the keys over to them to avoid violation of rules.

Edgar and Jonshit stayed over to wait for us and we went down to the office to join them. I had a whole night of phone chat with Vivi, being so concentrated and that I lost numerous times in the Counter-Strike game. Though we kept quiet sometimes, it was good enough that we knew each other was around.

I did not go up to the theatrette so as to chat with her, partly being lazy. Lucky for Yuqing was driving, he dropped me and Edgar at the CCK MRT station and I reached home at 11pm.

[Tuesday, 30 May, 2006]

It was the second day and things did not turn better except that I had tried to keep myself calmer and accepted the fact that I was going to suffer for more days. There were more ridiculous things happening and I could not help but to hate and suspect.

Why do you guys want to make things difficulties for people who only act as middlemen? You are the ones being stupidly paid highly by the disgusting organisation and we are being forced to submit ourselves and being so lowly paid, yet you expect us to take up responsibilities. If you want to run an event, why do you want to make others pay for little things just like batteries when the price is so insignificant to you and that you can even claim money from the organisation?

Life is lots of bullshit and promises are not kept. Fuckers want to get things done easily but never spare thoughts for others. There are people of high ranks, able to accomplish things just by forcing others to work them out.

No doubt, there were also nice people around. Captain Ang was really cute and easy-going, reminding me of 1SG Henry especially with the ways he talked. Those sergeants were basically quite nice and enthusiastic as well.

I missed the SI cohesive event again as usual but luckily, Rongji packed food over for us. I was quite touched for he brought so many big packets over; if I were him I would not dare to take so much food. However, we did not really have the chance to eat until everything was kind of being frozen.

I seriously hate doing extra work there in a place where nobody would really appreciate. The two days OFF for handling the event are not worthwhile when I have to work the whole day with stupid demands until late evening by doing Overtime; I rather sleep or play LANs game everyday in camp and go home at normal time.

When we got to know Quek was coming back to camp to do some work, we were so happy that we could get OFF for next week but he said Monday would be a busy day and so we had to drop the idea. It was so difficult to use the OFF and that mine had piled up so much that some day someone might take strike them away due to jealousy.

Commander’s speech was so lengthy that I could guarantee that the audience on the actual day would most probably doze off by the deep contents. The presentation slides did by Captain Christopher was impressive though and he had to coordinate with the speech, which he did well.

It was a more tiring day than the day before, which stretched till near 8pm. I wanted to rush home as fast as possible but Yuqing was in a daze to reflect on the way he failed to handle those jerks.

Other than having to standby at the cold room for the whole day, we had to deal with lots of questions which I was not sure of how to answer. The handling of lights and sound mixer were alright except when more things crowded in to block the place. Without a proper resting place, my aching back worsened.

I was totally exhausted and depleted again.

[Monday, 29 May, 2006]

Life is still endless tiredness. It is never about doing things that I enjoy or at least is very well-versed in.

Signal Workplan seminar 2006 – I did not know why it involved me. No matter who had appointed me, it was an inevitable issue already.

They were kind of expecting both Yuqing and I to know everything about the multiple video switching from the control room to the main theatrette and the three mini theatrette – we did not touch them before.

They were all for the IKC2 event last year. During the event, other than Chen De, none of us had touched them as well and as for me I did not even see the operation. They just loved to play with so many switches that you had to configure everything to the correct setting before everything worked.

We stayed there to run errands for them. It was not our problems actually and they booked only the place from my unit. I did not mind helping since I was already there, if it was within my limit and not causing too much weariness on me. It was good that familiar faces like Kenny and Benny were around, but not enough still.

It did not end early as promised. They had a meeting over it in the evening, could have moved away from the theatrette so that Yuqing and I could lock it up and leave but they were either stay-in personnel or rich regulars who could drive home fast.

The freezing place, with the air-con could only be switched on or off, without temperature control, jeered at me together with my hunger. It reminded me too much of the constructing of all the equipments for IKC2 week last year, staying behind so late for days to engage gastric pains.

It was too scary a memory I stayed so often when everyone claimed they could not spare the time. It was clear that who were selfish but until now it was useless to fault anyone anymore. The worst thing was that my effort was not even paid.

When I got home at around 8.30pm, dinner was not even ready. It was a terrible day.

In the following three days, things would be as bad. I am dreading of everything. I am dead beat.