Irritating day at choir

Well choir practice today was same as usual, the choir would just keep yapping and yapping and yapping and well, you get my point. It's a MIRACLE that they never run out of things to talk about.

Throughout warm up, which I unfortunately as the student conducter have to conduct, they were chatting away. When I was working on the Sopranos the Altos would start talking and when I asked them to shut up, the Sopranos would in turn start talking and the baritones just couldn't stop playing the fool. It's like a game of whack-a-mole I tell you=____=. I also had to keep getting their attention by punishing them with dog-pants. As a result the warmup session dragged on for 1 whole hour.

Later on in the day after Mrs Erp, our conductor, evaluated us she scolded us for not giving her the quality and focus that we were supposed to have. Afterwards she told us to write on the board the reasons we were not able to deliver.

When I approached the board however, some members started accusing me and saying that it was my fault for dragging the warm up session and taking away time for them to do sectionals.

I was soooooooooooooo irritated by this, I replied to them that it was not my fault since the choir could not focus and I had to spend so much time shutting them up. As the student conductor, I had to ensure that ther voices were in top condition by the time the conductor arrived, even if it meant eating some extra time. Besides that, the conductor arrived late today.

I didn't say this, but judging by their standards of discipline, whatever sectionals they had would not have accomplished much anyways. I'd rather have them do warm ups where I can make sure that their voices won't suck. Ironically, if I had done the opposite and stuck to the half an hour, their voices would have sucked and then they would blame me again for not giving them proper warm up. see the dillema I'm in?

Then they started saying that I wasn't doing the warm ups but only ordering people around. I answered, I didn't do the warmups because I had to listen to the choir and ensure you are singing correctly. My mind isn't able to do so many things at a time. On a side note, whenever I punished them with dog pants, I ALWAYS did it with them.

Then they accused me with the thing that made me ticked the most and that I feel have no relation whatsoever with the issue. saying, 'Aren't you an Express student? Shouldn't you be able to do that?" I flipped, but on the inside. Composing myself, I told them. "Just because I'm an express student does it make me any more of a human than you?" Indeed I do not believe that NA/T students are inferior in anyway to express students, their just equally gifted in a different way. In any case, their argument was absurd and prepostorous. Just because I'm in an express stream they shouldn't expect me to be some all-powerful being.

It's just so annoyin of them to pin all the blame on me, sigh. Oh God, how long must I contend with these people? I pray for the patience to deal with them. I have Keric and Ilene there as my witnesses that I am innocent of their accusations. Choir is getting more and more dreary for me sigh. But I guess I must also try to do something but I do not know what. Anyone got any suggestions?

How maths class became spelling competition

haha I had a super fun maths class today. It all started normally and Mr Ian Soon was going through his lesson on vectors until he said we could use Pythagoras' theorem to find the length of vectors(see, I do pay attention in class:P).

Then some guy challenged Mr Soon to spell Pythagoras. Rolling his eyes, he quickly took his marker and wrote on the board: P-Y-T-H-A-G-O-R-A-S. He then promptly challenged the class to give him an English word that he could not spell correctly and if we did, he would treat each of us to a free drink. But if we were to ask him to spell 5 words and he could spell them all, the class would have to treat him.

Being the secondary 4 teenagers we are, the entire class got into a frenzy of English words, all of which frankly, were quite easy to spell. One guy even shouted "tumeric" and Mr Soon quite happily wrote the word on the board, he was looking quite confident by now. Then the whole class hushed as the lesson continued and as he was teaching, the people in my row kept nudging me for a word to stump him and I promptly took out a dictionary and smiled. Then, as he finished one of the topics he wanted to cover, Wei Kwang shouted out

Wei Kwang: 'Cher! You have a new challenger

Mr Soon: What? hurry up

Me: denouement!

Mr Soon:What??

Me: DENOUEMENT!!( the whole class was in an uproar at this point)

Mr Soon: what's the definition?

Me: the final outcome or resolution of a play

He then wrote on the board: D-E-N-O-U-M-E-N

Me: Sorry, wrong

Mr Soon: Hey that's not quite fair you guys gave me a french word(you can imagine the state of the class)
Me: It's from the ENGLISH dictionary!

Mr Soon: Yeah but it's still french, you guys have to give me a purely English word. (talking to the class) like can you guys spell me rendezvous?
the class went into a frenzy of letters again, I wanted to spell it but my voice was drowned out.
Mr Soon: See? none of you can spell it so you must give me a pure English word

Me: hey, you can't say that, all English words originate from other languages like Latin or Greek so there isn't a "pure" English word.

Some Guy: Good one Alvin!

Mr Soon: (in an "argh, fine, you win" type of tone) You know, I really hate your class=___="
but I tell you something, if you give me any Malay word, I'm sure to be able to spell it.

Raudhah and Me: Oh, Sure!!
Of course we didn't challenge him yet since we wanted to get on with the lesson. After that Ian, not the teacher, said something that I can't remember and Mr Soon went on on how Ian disgraced the 'Ian' and is the epitome of suckiness and how he himself was the epitome of greatness. He then challenged us to spell epitome, which I spelled wrongly as epitomy(my bad) but Beverly managed to get it right. Then as the period nearly came to an end...

Me: Mr Soon! We haven't give you the Malay word yet!

Mr Soon: fine... give it

Me: menganiayai!
Mr Soon then gave me a blur look and the class broke out into fits of laughter.

Mr Soon: you know, my epitomy of greatness also involves lying right?
then the entire class got stunted by his lameness haha fun.

It may seem that we are bullying Mr Soon but really, we are not. It only made the lesson more enjoyable and I'm sure he didnt mind. Besides that we also learnt quite alot about vectors during the lesson. haha this type of student-teacher spelling competition should be used as an official English teaching technique, it really was fun and I learnt quite a lot.