It's already 130 in the morning, but I've just came online because sister has been using the cable for her project. It seems like I'm reverting my day and night again. So today, or rather yesterday, had been a day filled with so many new experiences. Wednesday, a day of later reporting time as I've always mentioned, has already became a regular meeting time for HC stuffs for us, at least for us Alpha people. To add on, today's the racial harmony day too. Thus, all the more there was a need for a meeting. Learnt from the previous day's lesson, I dared not wait for the next bus after I've missed the first. Instead, I took a bus to my secondary school's bus stop to take a different bus. Thanks to that, I somehow managed to reach the school on barely time. It was the first time I dressed up for a school's event, and also the first time I wore a Malay traditional costume. Mine was a bright blue(close to cyan), borrowed from Matt, and I thought it looked nice. But I think some disaster happened when I was wearing the hip-dress(the skirt-like cloth). The pants which I thought was rather loose actually split. I think I opened my legs to wide? Apparently, I didin't realise it until when I reached home and remove the hip-dress. It's a bad experience to split pants, really!After the meeting, Alpha people were dispatched to give out the forms to different different Civics groups for them to tick the number of people who wore traditional costume. It was a relatively slack job, compared to what some of the other houses are in-charged of. I think the hardest part of our first major event was when we had to source for prizes. 50 bucks was spent on a voucher from Hagen Daz of equal value, while I (my sister) had to some up with the 30 bucks Cocoa Tree voucher for the second prize. In any sense, it should be deemed as an over-spending, since I thought the 30 bucks should never have been taken into consideration. We have to try to ask for bargains or even sponsors before purchasing anything next time.Lessons were pretty normal today, except that I wasn't in school's shirt or pants today. Approaching noon, there was this announcement which informed us of the start of the blood donation drive at the school's hall. There were a few enthusiastic ones, and some who weren't. Apparently, I belonged to the former, since Zen and me were like the second and third donor who turned out for th drive. The hall was pretty empty when we entered, but gradually more and more people turned out. Before any registration, we were given a survey, or rather some declaration form. Most of the questions revolved around sexual activities and stuffs like that, which were pretty irrelevant to students, I hope. Thus, the normal registeration proceeded. First was a counter for identity registration, followed by a counter for health check, and then one for blood test. I find the third one rather interesting. It was a simple test. Bascically, the nurse pricked my ring finger and drip a drop of my blood into this blue solution in a beaker. According to the nurse, it was to test if there is enough iron in the bloog. If there is, the blood would sink to the bottom of the beaker. I hesitated a while when I saw my blood sank and lingered near the bottom of the beaker, but not to yet sunken entirely. Fortunately, the nurse gave me green light to proceed on. And it cleared my doubts of me being anaemic too. I'm healthy!Finally, the last station of the entire experience, probably also the climax- the actual extraction of blood. The nurse who blood-tested me had dressed the prick wound hastily, and by the time I reached the last station, the plaster she gave was already dyed red, unable to stick anymore, but the wound was still bleeding. The nurse at the last station was kind enough to give me a gauze to stop the bleeding. Then she chatted with me before giving me the pain killer needle, which was supposed to numb my arm. Apparently, it didn't work for my case, because I felt this extreme pain, which I swallowed within myself, when the actual needle was injected into the vein which she had sought out earlier. What's worse was the continuous adjusting of the needle when it was beneath my skin. I think the position of my vein was rather awkward, making the blood unable to flow out, and adjusing of the needle was necessary. But the process hurts! The other people's donation were rather quick, but mine took almost twice the amount of time. Chu Wen and her click were like, "Tiongwei, are you ok? You looked pale." Haha, I did? I thought I looked fine. It must be the pain, which made me perspire so much. Finally, when the entire procedure was completed, the nurse removed the needle and dressed the wound with a blue bandage. Zen's was yellow, and there were green and pink ones also. Coincident was that the color of the bandage matched with the color of our costumes.After that, I went for my math tutorial which was at the forth floor. Chu Wen was there too, and when she saw me perspiring so much, she panicked and kept asking me if I were alright. She even offered to help me carry my bag. Hahas, funny girl. When math ended, I made my way to the first floor again for my duty, which was to stand in as an audience for the performance (rationale was to ensure that the performance would always be watched by SOME people, key word is some). Hence, I practically wasted almost two hours sittign at the atrium area. Halfway in betweem, I went to collect my progress report which was acceptable, but no way near to the standards I've set for myself. For contact time, there was this talk about some of the leadership stuffs the school is going to offer in the upcoming months. First good news was that Mazurin program will be based on the results of the promotion test, rather than the JCTs which I had not fared well. Meaning that my chances are not ruined yet. Then, there was this talk from this outward bound school guy called Hubert if I'm not wrong. TJC is going to allow a few vacancies for some outward-bound activities towards the end of the year. There are two options- one India, the other Korea. Then the guy showed us this video of the past batches of people who went there. India looked a good destination, and Korea snows. I'm still deciding, but am more inclined towards India, since I think the extreme temperatue in Korea(-40 degree celsius) would be a challenge which I'm unsure if I could handle. The fees were high, but the school subsidies covers a great portion of it, to the extent that if everything goes well, local students might only need to pay 50 bucks for a trip to Inida. I'm very interested.Night time, my head spinned and I took a nap, only to be woken up by a gastric. That's bad I guess. Then for the entire night, I've been trying to do work, but only manage to complete one. Last piece of good news was that I've finally received a reply from the National Youth Forum. Registration will begin soon, and I shall see if I really want to join.That's all for today I guess... It still hurts..