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Saturday, September 6

Hey guys,

It's Kel here...

Thanks to my great sleuthing skills, I have managed to remember the blog username & password, therefore am reviving this blog!

Hope that there'll be some people reading this post.

Anyway, the last official day of our scholastic career has passed. After a week of 'rest', we'll embark on the final phase of our education in NYP and delve into the real working world.

Honestly, I'd never thought I'll never be saying this, but TEP was great. At first, I thought I would be looking forward to working in the industry instead of being stuck in this place where we are forced to use half-cooked editing software and do pointless stuffs for a TV channel that would never seem to launch.

But now, looking back, TEP is actually an excellent environment to work in. We have like-minded friends that are of the same generation as 'colleagues', get to do our stories at our own leisurely pace.

In two weeks time (a few days time, in the case of Sara and Charlene), we will be stepping into our respective IPP companies, dreading, anticipating, and getting excited about what the future holds for us. Well, the future for the next six months anyway.

We'll be working with people from different ages, have different mindsets and we will be placed at the bottom of the corporate rung, getting all the menial tasks and proving our worth for better tasks worthy of our skills. All these while slogging our guts out for the much-coveted 'A' grade.

TEP is a breeze as compared to all these.

Man, I'm rambling. Maybe that's because I haven't digested the fact that I'll be cutting trailers for Discovery Asia for the next half a year.

I suppose leaving TEP is quite hard because of the realisation of one fact above all others:

The fact that we will not be working with each other any more.


Especially having been through so much shit (pardon my french) together for the past three years, the night classes, the crazy-ass projects, all the writing and stuff. Suddenly, we're all going off to our own journey in our own corner in the country (literally).

It's like a compass that has lost it's magnetism. Having a merry bunch of 30-odd people suddenly disappear and getting thrown into a different environment.

Maybe we'll see each other again in the working world in a few years time, since it's such a small industry, as the lecturers succinctly put it.

But the truth is, this is the media industry. According to the industry people (mainly from NP), thedropout rate is at above 60%. Meaning that of 10 people who graduate, 6 will not stay in the industry any more.

This means that other than graduation, we won't be seeing half of us MS0601-ers anymore for our entire life, unless we bump into each other on the street or see the other person's name appear on the credit of a TV show.

That is downright shitty, considering that we have been through so much crap together for the past 3 years, staying up late rushing deadlines, having constant meetings for ideas and all.

You can tell we have a special bond, for example, the Eoin Showreel, which was shown during the TEP awards. It wasn't that funny when I watched it alone. I only burst into hysterics at the last 4 cuts. But when it was shown during the awards, it was extremely hilarious throughout. Why? Because of the people around.

So I hope that we can all stay in contact at least, and share our opinions, interesting experiences through this blog at least. And let others continue the revival of this blog too.

Just for interesting reads, here is a cool thing I think everyone can and should do too:

Things in TEP that I'm gonna miss:

-Coming in 45 mins earlier to unlock the place
-Power cycling the Avid work station
-The sight of Eoin rushing in, always 2-3 minutes late
-Ms Ang and her standard "Hello, draw equipment?" greeting
-Calling Bob Bob and other funny names
-Jamming with Leo
-Entering the rooms and have everyone look at me as if I have an announcement
-Actually making an announcement around the entire TEP area
-Gen arriving at least 20 mins later
-Huda & Anjana's Lisa Kudrow-esque attempts to sing and play guitar
-Yu Lin spraying his ozone-killing hair spray
-Asking Iqah THE question
-Teasing Eoin about him not using Avid
-Leo/Eoin's squeaky "ooh"
-Changing the batteries
-Sunitha sitting quietly at the corner of Avid
-Playing the various improvised sports around the area
-Mr Azhar coming in suddenly and saying "(insert name), (insert cardinal TEP sin)". E.g. "Leonard Lui! Wear your shoes!", or "Nurul Huda! Stop sleeping!"
-Dota-ing on the virus-infected Avid com
-The shouts of "Anyone squeezing anything?" in Avid
-Laura's kan-cheong-ness
-Jacintha's amazing ability to trip over flat ground
-Khai and her exclamations that convinces everyone that she must have been born in the wrong country
-The Da-Bong show!
-Cheap food at the FFC
-No queue during holidays!
-Pei Ting's (mostly physically abusive) reaction when I call her "Jiu Hu Nang"
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Mr Chong's 'hot' statements
-Sara and her extremely bimbotic actions
-People preening themselves at the Premiere Server Room door whenever I peek in
-Cherylene, Ila, Charlene, Iffah, Zafirah, Priscilla & Sara playing their girlish games
-Habez prancing around like Jack Black
-Fiz & Yu Lin imitating my trdemark phrase "Hello people!"

and many many many more....

Cheers,
The ASS, Kelvin