Saturday, July 29, 2006
A week ago I was at my sec sch npcc farewell and there was something that I think I could never figure out the reasons behind certain actions. The parade and fancy drills and performance were alright. Yet, there was the existence of something that even during my time I couldn't stand it. Yes, the path of salute, literally, cadets get themselves alined along a stretch of staircase, forming a pathway.
During my time, and even prior to mine, when I was a cadet, they have had this history and supposed-to-be-acceptable habit and ritual that along the path of salute, the passing-out batch of NCOs and the seniors would follow the path to the designated venue for the performance. Along the way these people will stepped on the very nicely polished and shined boots and shoes of the juniors. Imagine this --- You spent 2hours the day before shinning your boots and preparing your uniform so to give the passing-out NCOs respect and look smart but all these effort just puffed off after the parade. What's worse is that some really smart seniors used keys and any objects that can destory your effort to scrape off the shine. Woo.......and you know what, you are not supposed to show any sign of protest. Yup, full stop.
I think it was couple of years back that they stopped such activity, but the ritual of something has to be messed up and destroyed never changed. The POP that I attended last week, instead of removing the shine on the boots and shoes, they have diverted their attention to the rest of the uniform, and that includes the buttons and berets and hairnets and whistles and socks and whatever attached to the uniform. They removed these accessories and put them somewhere else, either on your uniform or on others or somewhere on the floor. And yup, a full stop to any sign of protest.
I just find such actions childish and ultimately what is the aim. It is just so unnecessary. I was not guilty of being involved in any of the destroying in any POP, though I was once a victim and after that I just knew where to position myself to keep myself safe and sound and one piece. The cadets have tried to get their uniforms and berets seasoned and their boots shined to the upmost standard and there are these people who just have to come up with such idea of destroy in the name of ritual and fun. Assuming on average that the cadets spent like 2hours per week on the preparation then there's because of such behaviour, their uniform creased, their berets ended up fur-ry, their buttons and badges no longer shinning. Then they might have to end up spending the next 3 to 4hours in the following week to clean up the mess that they did not cause. And if they do not do so, or not up to standard, I dare bet that they will get scoldings and may even be punished for that, as if it 's their fault.
I really wonder how many of the seniors actually regard such a ritual and fun very much of a necessary. I wonder how many of the seniors realise that that 2 to 4hours are very important to the cadets who are students and not paid in any way to deserve that. Yes, I know preparing the uniform and stuff is very much every part of the CCA and indeed, 2hours is acceptable. Yet, I really disagree that they just got to spend double the time to clean up the mess which was unncessarily caused. So what if it's once a year? What can I do also right, a really old senior who never really agree much with the rest of the group.... just some thoughts.
Thursday, July 27, 2006
Thanks to Cinz...finally found the title of this song...
I always have the problem of not remembering the title and/or singer of songs...only can rem lyrics...is that a disease....
Well, it's another unbelievable, beautiful song....love does sound wonderous....
Unbelievable
by Craig David
Always said I would know where to find love,
Always thought I'd be ready and strong enough,
But some times I just felt I could give up.
But you came and changed my whole world now,
I'm somewhere I've never been before.
Now I see, what love means.
[Chorus]
It's so unbelievable,
And I don't want to let it go,
Something so beautiful,
Flowing down like a waterfall.
I feel like you've always been,
Forever a part of me.
And it's so unbelievable to finally be in love,
Somewhere I'd never thought I'd be.
In my heart, in my head, it's so clear now,
Hold my hand you've got nothing to fear now,
I was lost and you've rescued me some how-.
I'm alive, I'm in love you complete me,
And I've never been here before.
Now I see, what love means.
[Chorus]
When I think of what I have, and this chance I nearly lost,
I cant help but break down, and cry.
Ohh yeah, break down and cry.
[Chorus]
Now I see, what love means
Sunday, July 23, 2006
Guess my work-term at my uncle's shoe stall is over. Yup it's kinda an YIPEE thing. Soon going back to school --- a school that seems really unfamiliar and kinda scary, sending me to an emotional cycle.
Well, but before that, I just want to have a little time to myself, away from all the room-tidying and whatever-school-preparation. Maybe a meal with myself, a walk somewhere with myself, prehaps some pamperings. Anywhere but confined. For the past one or so month, this had been my daily schedule --- wake up, bath, eat, work, home, bath, sleep. Feel so detached, from everyone, from everything. Uncertain how I should react to that detachment, yet wonder if I should bother about reacting to that. Does it make a difference and should I make the effort to?
School's starting soon.
Scared.
Unfamilar.
Weird.
Curious.
What else....
It's really weird....don't know how I should put it....the last time I ever need to enter a school with any unfamiliar feeling was in sec 1 when I didn't realise that that school existed till the very first day that I stepped into the school and asked how to transfer to another school but eventually stayed on. Ya, someone told me that JC also new school, but it's different when I have had my buddies and many familiar faces there.
How should I feel going back to school....?
Need to spend a couple of hours at the stall tomorrow to assist the new shoe-seller.
I really feel weird....very weird....nothing, but weird....just weird....
Friday, July 14, 2006
Couldn't get her mind off him while she's working --- have he had his meal? what can he be doing at this moment?
She hates to admit it --- she misses him.
At times, she wanted him to know --- she's waiting for his call and message, her daily dose of cheers.
On days where boredom almost filled her --- she tried recalling how they met.
Did she manage to recall --- she thought something's missing.
Wednesday, July 12, 2006
She thought she saw him.
She thought she saw him yesterday.
She thought she saw him yesterday, after what seems to be ages.
She thought she saw him yesterday, after what seems to be ages at the station platform.
She thought she saw him yesterday, after what seems to be ages at the station platform, on her way home.
She could not resist.
She could not resist looking at him.
She could not resist looking at him, thinking it's definitely him.
She could not resist looking at him, thinking it's definitely him, yet it might not be.
He glanced back at her.
He glanced back at her thinking that she looks familiar.
He glanced back at her thinking that she looks familiar, prehaps it's her.
Was that him?
Was that her?
Nobody knows.
6 WEIRD FACT/ THINGS/ HABITS ABOUT MYSELF Monday, July 10, 2006
1) I have a weird obsession with the time 12:34 am/pm these days. Whenever I looked at the time on my phone, that time will definitely appear.
2) I remembered when I was a troddler and my parents brought me to the bakery, I could never resist the sugar toppings on the breads. Even though my parents told me not to touch, I'd keep my hands behind me and well, I licked the sugar. Sugar is sweet.
3) When I read any novels or storybooks, I can get so immersed in the story that I have no idea who's around me and what I am doing. More often than not, I saw myself in the plots.
4) I used to wonder why do people keep having the desire and dream to travel to the moon but not the stars. There is only one moon that they always wanted to travel to, yet never the countless stars in the sky. Till now, I still wonder why. Till now, no one has managed to answer that, at least to me.
5) I used to wonder and still wondering now....a. why are witches always in black? b. why is black associated with evil and bad, like bad cat? c. why is it bad luck for black cats to cross your path? they are just born black like they have a choice and they just want to walk...so don't rob them of their crawling freedom. d. why do people cry at funerals? e. and many more....
6) I used to believe that when you sleep time actually passes faster than when you are awake, thus, night is shorter than day. Had that belief till the age of 8.
I think I can just go on and on.....but soccer's final kicking off in couple of minutes....Italy vs France....OMG....well, ITALY!!!
