Yesterday was the second day of the CCC module "Creative Search Engines" and our day was spent doing the following:
1. Folding paper planes and competed on whose could fly the furthest
2. Pepsi-cola (primary school game where you have to step on each others' feet)
3. Dog and bone
4. Told stories of mischievous adventures from our childhood
5. Treasure hunt where we had to go around shooting suitable photos to suit given themes like 'wastage', 'luxury', 'khallas'(meaning 'the ultimate') etc

All in the name of creativity. I'm not complaining. One thing about the class is that everyone seems to be so encouraging, to the point where it's sickeningly sweet. "TOO good man" is one phrase that's thrown about wantonly that it's impossible to get a judgement on whether your work truly deserves the accolade it gets. Ego aside, but one is inclined to believe that they really do think that highly of each others' work...although honestly it's not mind-blowing, at this stage at least. The teacher is very sweet, he never fails to say "very well done" after each presentation, and in a genuine way too.

Later in the evening Erwin decided that he had enough of sticking-out-hair in the morning so we set up a barber shop in the Silveroak male toilet and gave him a new do.

Before. I don't know why he was so bothered with his hair that he'd risk a disaster. Despite my warnings that my only experience in shaving/cutting was on a persian cat, he decided to go ahead. Note the nervous smile.



That's Bertie's shaver which he brought from France because he shaves his own hair on a regular basis cos haircuts are expensive in France. Erwin explaining to the expert the cut he wanted.





I could go into hairdressing if all else fails.







A satisfied customer.



Hehehe...can't believe we did it.