One of the perks (or the drawbacks, to some) of being an SC member is that you get to know and see things firsthand in the college. The day before his royal arrival, the SC had to help with some final touches in the hall. And did it ever look more marvellous, the setting, the decor, the plants (pride of the greenthumbers.).

That night, people were still busy going about the place looking important. I wouldn't be surprised if they were combing the carpet the right way. I could see my reflection on the pink foyer tiles. They were that thorough.

The day finally came and I guess people were excited. Its not everyday that a prince tagged as the "most eligible bachelor" pays a visit. His visit started with a short presentation by Mr Small in the meeting room. This was followed by a royal tour of the college, visiting key places (of which I believe the chalets were excluded. For obvious reasons.). He was walking with Mr Small in front while the crowd of UEM senior officers followed closely behind, with the royal bodyguards, royal umbrella bearer, royal yes man and some random college notables.

Having worked up his appetite walking about the place, it was time for lunch. The students, being our good selves were already in the hall when he came in. Unfortunately there was a brief period of embarrasing silence when he came in without anyone offering a sembah despite repeatedly being told to do so before.

Well, tough. Lunch was bearable. We had expected generous hints of grandeur, but were terribly dissapointed. Most agreed that our dining hall people can come up with a much better menu than these hotel folks (And at a cheaper price too. I mean RM 45 per head for this mediocrity is inexcusable.) But I can't blame a hotel that calls itself Quality Hotel. What are they trying to prove?

At least the dessert was lovely. Sagu Gula Melaka. MmmmMmMmMm....

Throughout the meal, we were entertained by the lovely Ms. Jo and Grace on the piano. Delivering waves and waves of Final Fantasy songs. During the intervals, we were entertained, much to the embarrassment of Mr Small, with the ungraceful loud clatters of utensils on the plates.

Lunch was cut short because, according to protocol, we had to be done with eating when the Prince leaves. So, no coffee for us. The Council, along with the UEM bigwigs followed him to the office building for a tete-a-tete. There he interrogated, pardon, graced us with conversation. We sembah-ed, said our name, subjects we're doing and our intended course. We even lined up for this. How more mechanical can he be?

Boy, glad that's all over. Looking forward to a normal last week of school till the two week break. Yeah. :)