Tuesday, April 15, 2008

ENCOUNTERS OF THE KINKY KIND

First day of school yesterday was totally boring. All we did was IS modules which are completely unrelated to FSV. Just so I can be "all-rounded". Well people have clearly overlooked the fact that a Jack of all trades is usually a master of none.

And I must be the most unlucky person on campus yesterday. First day of school, even before I start my first lesson, who do I meet outside my classroom?

KINKY KEITH.

YES, YOU DIDN'T GET ME WRONG. IT'S THE WING KIONG. THE KEITH. THE KINKY KEITH.

OF ALL THE LOSERS IN NP (NP has a lot of losers mind you), I BUMP INTO KINKY KEITH.

WHY?!?!?!!!!!111!!1!!11oneoneoneone

KK: *bombastic voice* "Hi! It's so surreal~"
Me: "Erm... hi..." *WANTS TO RUN AWAY*

KK: *bombastic voice* "How have you been??"
Me: *forces a smile* "Erm... good..."
KK: *bombastic voice* "You're in FMS right???"
Me: *boredly* "Yahh..." *looks away*
KK: *even more bombastic voice* "GOOD! IT'S THE BEST MEDIA SCHOOL IN SINGAPORE AS FAR AS POLYTECHNICS GO!!!!"
Me: "... .... ... I see..." *looks away some more*

KK: *turns to look in my direction... which happens to be the Convention Centre.* "Hmm, it's so noisy there, wonder what's going on???"
Me: "I don't know." *turns to look at wall*

KK: *resumes bombastic voice* Oh by the way do you know where the FMS building is???
Me: "There." *points randomly*
KK: *bombastic voice* "YES! It's right there, up the hill and to the left!! That's where the IS office is as well!!"
Me: "... ... ..."

KK: *cheerfully and bombastically* "Okay, I've to go and prepare a classroom, hope we'll meet again!!!!"
Me: "BYE."

(Kinky bounces away happily into the classroom next door)

Me: *COUGH-GAG-SWALLOWS-FEELS NAUSEOUS-TRIES NOT TO VOMIT*

(A staff search later confirmed my worst nightmares - Kinky Keith is currently a lecturer in IS. : O)

Now I'm outside my lecture hall. There's another 15 minutes to go before class starts. Sighhhh....

Hope today will be better than yesterday.

[For those that don't know, Kinky Keith used to teach me English for 6 months in ye olde school. He's often feared and disliked for his over-enthusiastic and creepily-cheerful demeanor, useless teaching skills and possesses the ultimate G-factor, G for Gross and Gagging. Believe me, he's the last person you'd ever want for an English teacher.... or a co-form.]