Debate 04'

quote of the day:

well it's really how you spend that one day.

i watched Pirates3 (FINALLY!) and Shrek the Third :D

anyways as i was on the bus back home, a familiar face got on the same bus. i didnt know him that well, but he was a familiar face from the past lol so lame...

he did hold a significant part in my highschool life. see going into form5, my english teacher sent my name for the debate team. at that time, i wasnt even interested in debating. worst still, the debate team i was in, was a bunch of virgin-debaters. none of us had ever gone to watch a debate, or even wanted to be there.

but soon it all changed when the training started. the head teachr was fun. i think he's more into competitions than into teaching, but i didnt care so long as he wasnt my class's english teacher hehehe...

the build-up to our first debate wasnt so bad. since none of us were debaters before, expectations were low. but i was pretty determined not to make it just a one-round-er team. i wanted us to last at least a few rounds, make an impression, and lose with dignity.

and i was true...except the last one. which turned out a long story of could-be betrayal.
(never expected such a dull thing as debating to turn out into such a soap-opera eh?)

we were granted many permissions to skip classes, we gleamed. we were allowed to practice in comfortable rooms, we gleamed some more. we were given extra long breaks at the canteen, we gleamed even more.

we got left behind in add maths class, we sucked it up. we got picked on during add maths class BY our own add maths teachers, we tried to suck it up lol...

so the familiar face on the bus? well he was a member of the first debate team we faced. their 1st speaker sent a shiver down our spines when he first opened his speech. he walked out front resplendently. he stood bravely. he spook fluently. greeting the judges, us, and the audience. he opened his speech, straight from his mind!

we sat at the other side of the room nervously, cold and sweaty palms. DAMN! they memorized their speech! we needed our speeches in hand for reference!

then suddenly, swiftfully, he reached his back pocket with his left hand and shook a folded piece of paper into a straighten front. and started reading word by word.

you have no idea how relief we felt from that moment on. imagine losing at home grounds! at least now we stood a chance. and we did. we won 3 debates. lost the last, but managed to salvaged some dignity for my school in that one :D

it was also in that first round where i went on questioning the opposing team in one POI (each POI 20secs only i think), refusing to sit down, coz he wasnt answering my Q. everytime i was ready to sit, he would say something which i had something else to refute, and so i looked like an ignorant fool refusing to take his seat. i remember my teachers in the audience giving hand signals to me to sit, and the head teacher covering his face with his hand at that moment hahahaha...

surprisingly, i got the best speaker that time hahahaha... no one could believe it.

the 3rd round, was against an all-girls school, and they went on some weird ground saying prostitution are the longest known carrier and somewhere along the guidelines it never caused social ills.

i retaliated with "do you see prostitutes knocking on your doors at home? hey do you wanna have sex with me?"

that got the audience laughing and the opposing team's reply couldnt be heard hahaha...and i didnt get best speaker, no surprise i think.

so that was that. meeting the guy on the bus, GoodPerson, reminded of that time.

GOSH its been 3 years! so fast...so much has happened since that 3 years. and i still remember him, and he remembers me! (although he DID think he met me at chess, which i dont do, then i said 'debate?' and we both 'ahhhh yes' together and confirmed our acquintance) usually i'd act not bothered, but dunno y yesterday i didnt.

so whats gonna happen 3 years from now? hmmm...

word of the day:

fistula: a hole in your rectum that bleeds foul-smelling pus and faeces all day long.