It all started with avoiding a camera man and I ended up being accused of flirting with him by my friend. Can you believe that?
Last Friday I went back to school for an alumni gathering. The purpose of going back is to talk to my dean and favourite professors and see how they’re doing. The feeling of going back is wonderful cos I felt real calm upon reaching school compound. I looked at the various associations’ boards and the activities and all those days of studying and slogging for Asoc felt like yesterday to me. Of course, the thing that made me most happy is my friend telling me, “Hey, you lost a lot of weight!” haha, I tell you, it made audit worthwhile for once. :p
The event was supposed to start at seven and me being me, arrived at 7.05pm with my friend. When we reached, one of my “crooked” (sexual preference) senior was already in and the first thing he said about me was: “Last time you used to walk in. Now, you strut in.” Huh? Excuse me, but I don’t remember myself being born in the year of rooster. But he followed it with, “Confidence boost is quite tremendous ah?” haha, it’s a compliment so I shall not strike him on the head. But I was really touched when he asked me about my mum’s condition. It’s really really nice of him and I felt totally rotten for not going online to see how he had been doing. So I told myself, even if i’m busy, I should spend some time going online and see how he’s doing.
So there I was, talking to my senior and my dean’s husband (who’s my 1st yr “smilling Buddha” professor) and I felt a camera being angled at us. I tell you, I’m rather sensitive to camera cos I don’t like taking photos that contained me as part of the final product. Seriously. I felt it and I hid behind my prof immediately. But because there was only the 3 of us in the area, the camera men changed to another angle so he can capture us all. Given that my prof is SHORTER than me, I hid behind my gay senior, who’s at least half a head taller than me. And you know what? That guy changed angle AGAIN! I tell you, I understand that he’s there to earn some society fund for photography, SMUSAIC, but he can slack and I won’t tell on him? no one was there to say anything about him anyway! So this stubborn 3rd yr SMU BAcc student continued to target the 3 of us. So, I decided to apply reverse psychology, hoping that it’ll shut him up by saying, “Don’t you know that your camera cannot take it if its object of focus is too pretty? And that happens to be me?” I really thought it’ll get him puking or something you know? So he’ll walk far far away and focus on the food instead. Of course, my prof had to add in more salt and pepper by saying, “Not because the lens will crack with your face meh?” and I had to retort, “if it cracks, it’s cos my beauty is too much for it to take it.” I tell you, I was totally mad but decided to go all the way since there’s no turning back. Might as well make it convincing.
I was WRONG. he wasn’t fazed. He continued to take pictures of us again and again and again and I’ve decided not to run away. You want to take, you go ahead. Doesn’t matter anymore. A good thing, my beloved dears started streaming in after 7.30pm and I had someone to run to besides my useless senior and professor who keeps dissuading me from marriage.
to side track, my married Prof’s best advice to warn ppl off marriage:
“do you know what’s the 3 rings of marriage?”
“don’t know”
“engagement RING, wedding RING and suffeRING!”
-_-||| it’s lamer than LAME but I sorta agreed with that. Haha…
But then, while I was laughing over like mad over it, another flash appeared and I realized that pesky cameramen took my photograph AGAIN! this time without me knowing and catching me while I’m talking! My friends are like “you know him?” and I was like “ya, knew him 30 mins ago.” Then my dear VP has to add: “what, you don’t know him? Then why he keeps coming here? he goes off for one photo of others and come back again to take photos of you.” My senior has the guts to nod his head vigorously and agree with my friend.
Seriously speaking, I don’t know. Either he’s totally besotted with my beauty looks or he’s trying to crack his camera lens so the society can get him a new one. Former or latter? Beats me.
But he took at least 6 of my individual shots (I felt 4 of them but my VP says there’s 2 more while I’m laughing like mad over my prof’s jokes) and many other group shots with me inside, per my dear friends. Oh well, he’s besotted with mature ladies, don’t mind him ya? Since he took so many of my shots, isn’t it only right that I ask for a fee? Models get paid for showing their face rite? and these photos are going to be published on SoA website! So why should I give it to him for free? And he dared to come and tell me: “hey, your eyes are closed in this photo, can retake?”
“no need la, you took so many others, just photo-shop my eyes on to this one. You’re a pro, aren’t you?” I told him this and saw him stunned. Haha, I tell you, it was fun!!! :p
Just before he left, i called out to him and said, “for all those photos taken of a beauty like me, i want a fee for all the photos taken ok?” and then my smiling Buddha prof has to add in, “ah, you’re interested in her rite?” then that guy had the decency to blush and say, “don’t get me into trouble can?” haha, I tell you, it was so funny! I tell you, I totally enjoyed the whole thing, despite me being so egoistical. My VP popped out then and said “you only knew him today and you flirted with him throughout the night?” of course not, I do that to my colleagues (who are taunt-able) all the time. just ask sunny boy and chubby chan. It’s always fun to throw ppl off balance, which is a skill I’m developing day by day. But ppl mistake it as flirting. No choice la, as long as I know it’s not, it doesn’t matter wat others say rite? come on lor, if it’s someone I like, I won’t say much one, I realized that when I was in secondary 2. Haha.
Oh yar, I made a mistake during the night. The admin officer who organized the gathering distributed a piece of paper that contains learning goals of SMU BAcc/MPA program and asked for our comments. I read it and found it funny but didn’t say much but the more I discussed with my VP, the more I felt it being wrong. then just when I blurted out that the whole thing is bullshit, I lifted my head and saw my dean directly in front of me. Man, I tell you, it’s real bad. And my stupid senior has to add in, “what if it’s written by the dean?” wah kaoz, I tell you, I was totally stunned speechless. All I could do was profusely apologise and tell the dean exactly wat I meant. But from her expression, I don’t see her reaction to my explanation. Oh well, spilled milk. Forget it. at least, when I left, she’s still very gracious and asked me to come back when I’m free. I guess those impractical and flowery learning goals weren’t written by her?
But you know what? I felt really really happy and peaceful when I was there. I was laughing like mad and real happy to see those friends of mine and appreciate them for remembering me and still tolerating my nonsense. I miss them all. I miss SMU. I miss the hardship of running Asoc. I miss the gossips. I miss my project mates who tolerated my bossiness. I miss the profs who scold me for not speaking up in class often enough. I miss my Asoc room where my projects are still lying inside per the new president.
I miss the ME in SMU. The one who had everything in the world, including my father, who was still loitering on earth then but decided to leave for heaven just before my graduation.
Can we turn back time? nope, that’s why we should never have amnesia cos life is harder to get by if there’s no memories for us to hang on to.
Dear friends, stay strong and healthy. Watch the road when you cross k? just now, there was a serious car accident just in front of my block with all the sirens of 999 and 995, which implies casualties. Goodness.