The lost cymbals turned me into an extremely stressed person. The stress resulted in me talking so fast and furiously that I think I would have looked very much dumb. Anyway, so in total dismay I went to the office to look for the administrator in charge and spoke in the worried, scared, anxious, fearful, stressed tone and speed. In another words, I was totally freaked out. Why? Our trip is in 2 weeks and we seriously need the cymbals for the performance and hence we need to loan from the host soon.
As I was saying, I was speaking fast and furiously. To my surprise, the administrator was very calm and composed throughout. She managed to locate the email that was sent earlier and relayed the message to me in complete calmness. What is more, she even assured me that the host has agreed to it verbally but now pending written confirmation.
I was totally impressed. In that desperate situation of mine, I could not think of anything but just rant like some idiot. While she was so calm and composed, able to relay messages clearly, suggested options and gave me assurance that everything will be fine!
I guess I seriously have to learn to control my derangeness and be calm and composed even in the most stressful situation which would be a very important quality in working life in the future. This is lesson number 1!
Then during rehearsal, my pseudo-brudda was having problems learning a new dance. I was trying to teach pseudo-B but I was just laughing and screaming throughout. Then, my VJ batchmate who became my grandsenior offered to help to teach. He taught pseudo-B slowly, from footsteps to hand movements and then finally co-ordination. He was so patient throughout. In retrospect, I was really crap doing nothing but screaming. So that is lesson number 2 for me! Be patient!
