The most stressful two weeks in any holiday life

today, the 14th of December, seems a peaceful day... i've got my first session of children's clinic (yay i hope it's fun) and the now-almost-daily chingay dance (SCD) performance.

Two things that lie deeply on the agenda:

1) Chingay Dance. whatever crap i have to grunt in disapproval for this item, i've already said my two cents' worth. However the main thing is that the first cut (i.e. the first time we show this thing to the authorities) is at 31 Dec!! which is about 2 wks away. and i still have to perform, let alone perfect, some stunts like throwing people around. the finale moves are extremely shaky and comes from a man whose energy seems to have been sapped...

haiz. not that i dun wanna practice but my muscles are spent.. guess i'm not meant to be a dancer. in one month's time, no matter how much the mo gui (demon) style training.

2) EML: time to compose some stuff! theme: outer space. time: 2 weeks. inspiration: nil. shit man. hope i dun have to tell the guys in 2 wks time, hey, i'm out of brain juice, so i'll sell your cds for ya?

other issues:

3) sheares choir: guess i'll have to do a substandard job, cos i'll only attend 1 (ok, maybe 2) rehearsals before i'm subjected to an onslaught of 3 carolling sessions, 5 songs. hell. keep hearing the alto singers' melodies cos they're just a third above what i'm supposed to sing or my voice goes and i find myself singing bass. lets just get it over and done with.

4) short film: got plot, no script. nothing to say.

5) volunteering: nothing to say...

6) fable: ...

man, suddenly going back to school doesn't seem so bad after all.