this was the competition we were training all out for, and unfortunately, we have to announce that we only managed to get as far as the semi-finals.
however it is important to note that the reason we lost was not because we were inferior to the dastardly team that we went against, but more of the lack of impetus from the adjudicators to look deeper into the debates to analyse assuredly the areas of concern. while they were overwhelmed by dramatics and flamboyance, they have failed to address the substance of the arguments, which essentially made the whole arena a farce.
and in defiance, we refused to be disappointed, or even feel dejected.
at least we know we fought with integrity, and with true mettle. as compared to some lesser teams who had to depend on theatrics to confuse and confound.
all fluff, as we would say.
but i am damned proud of the team that represented NYP, and for these people with whom i have bonded and formed a special relationship with. they are the maddest people, and the gayest group ever.
i present to you, the NYP Debates Team.
The Voice of Aceh, the French-Indo hunk (NOT!!), our most charismatic substitute coach - Jose Kasijo (who owes me a sundae to alleviate my depression).
from left:
zul, alex, faa, charles (jose's friend), sha, terrence, edwin, halim, sharon, cheryl, ME!
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