Contact Time wasn't as dreary as it could be today. Had loads of fun learning to sculpture balloons for the combined Children's Day Celebrations on Friday. The learning curve included mastering pumping the balloons with the darn reverse-action pump, and of course bursting lots of it, then realising you are not supposed to blow it up to full capacity. Amidst the gigglings of CY who really had her head deep in the gutters, GB who tried to best utilise time by making us practice the swansong at the same time, JL who was alternately cringing and screaming when each time a balloon burst and burgeoning clusters of tutoring groups, it was just simply a madhouse. But we need to be able to get mad in an "official" capacity every once in a while. On a dampening note, the head TOS apparently do not approve of denimwear. Pooh! Why so uptight.