So today was CCa open house. Where we try oh so desperately to 'advertise' our CCA to the oh so young sec ones. And honestly, I feel that the secondary ones this year have attitudes that need to be dealt with. If someone gives you a flyer, you don't wrinkle your nose and say, 'umm... no. I don't want to join dance.' You just take it, say thank you and take the balloon.
NPCC had their own performance. Some gun flinging thingy. And it was cool I guess. The sunglasses, did them no justice. They looked pretty impressive. The kids there were so cute. We met Mrs. Ang's son and we was the most cutest little boy in the world. He was holding Mahir's baton and poking it at me. I was taking my balloon stick and poking it at him. Naturally, I am a born fencer. But, that boy was competition. We flinged that thing so hard. So then, I took Azmi's rifle and pointed it at him. He looked at it as if he wanted to snatch it from me and eat it up. Then, he went to the NCC booth and took the gun from there and pointed it at me. I was stunned. That boy is superb. I salute you and your mother. Hopefully, she will give me an A for chemistry.
Then, I met Mrs. Neo's daughter. She, ladies and gentlemen, was the most angelic angel in the whole universe. I have never seen a girl as innocent as that. She was sooo adorable and I can't help but squeezing her cheeks. This girl, Mrs. Neo says, loves balloons. But when I attempted to give one to her, she just rested her head on her mom's shoulder and stared at the balloon with terror. Then, I attempted to carry her. But then, she started crying. And here I taught, I was a master at handling babies. God.
So, let's just see how many people join dance and how many people join NPCC.. haha.
lets love today.