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I'm going to buy that- you want some or not? (Monday, November 16, 2009)
Dance today started off on a wrong note but I think we are experts at tuning, so it ended on a nice note. Apparently there was some clash in the booking of the dance studio (oh no would this be The Curse of the Booking of Special Rooms?) and both Chinese and Modern dancers had booked it. So yet again, the wet paint of the rooftop hall embraced us. But the actual dancing today was really fun. Different, but fun.
The second part of this post contains some mockery (but not bashing) of teachers but I assure you that no malice is meant. If I were to offend anyone, please forgive me and understand that any potentially offensive comments were all made in the name of good fun. Furthermore, I think everyone should lighten up; it’s the end of the school year already!

Malacca trip was fun. It genuinely was, albeit the light afternoon drizzles that pretty much dampened everyone’s moods. Malaccan weather is/was very humid and fickle. The sun shines on you and the next thing you know, it’s drizzling lightly (pretty much the same sensation as Mr Mackintosh’s front row students feel every Tuesday and Friday). Much to my surprise, Singaporean weather has improved greatly these past few days. The night I came back, I did not even switch on the fan when I slept. Hooray for end of year weather. (but this is going off-point)

The first day was quite tiresome; it mainly consisted of three traditional Malay houses, a white donkey, and every single well in Malacca. Let’s not forget Mrs Heng’s interesting find of Portuguese pickles.

The school visit on the second day was wonderful. I admit that it wasn’t really the content that was captivating because I would suppose that us being citizens of ‘multi-racial Singapore’, we would have at least some prior knowledge of Malay culture. Okay, I still don’t know the names of the traditional Malay music instruments, nor do I know how to weave ketupat but I have eaten Kueh Bahulu and played Hopscotch before. Don’t get me wrong, Malay culture is definitely rich and interesting to learn about, but I think the students were the reason why the visit was enjoyable. They were very cordial and hospitable and were usually the ones to strike up polite conversation with us, who were relatively shyer (to put it harshly, aloof). The rest of the day primarily consisted of a Peranakan museum, walking in the rain and many pineapple tarts. (Note: pineapple tarts were a primary aspect of the second day; you’d never believe how pineapple tarts can make people so agitated. Queues + food = distress)

The third day was a kampong visit. Batik painting was lovely; then it rained and became extremely humid and warm. Thus Kampong walk wasn’t all that enjoyable. At the A Famosa at the Dutch square, it rained again. We risked our lives walking down the slippery stairs of the hill. Headed home; stopped at a store at Yong Peng to buy Malaysian snacks.

All in all, the trip was good; I safely say that Malacca definitely enriched us. Whether or not this enriching was done in our tummies (look, 2 nights of cendol isn’t going to go well with the weighing scale) or brains, we gained something, so yay.

On a completely unrelated note, Raving Rabbids 2 on Wii is super fun.
Another random fact for the day: I actually looked up some Korean songs and learn their dance, however not because I've turned into some gushing fan-girl of Korean men/boys (hey I stay strictly girl group okay). Fun to try and dance, I thought I would expose myself to some Korean pop culture that everyone is ga-ga about nowadays. More about new experiences, I was actually tempted to borrow Twilight from the national library when I saw in on the shelf recently but eventually decided against it. Perhaps walking out from the library with Twilight in hand was too much of a drawback for me.