Just a short post, to resurrect my blog.
Hmmm, holidays finally. But it will suck. Big time. HRC, then ALTC. I can't take this shit anymore. Why can't they bring our POP 3 months forward? We don't really make a difference anymore. The sec 3s have the potential to take over us, and I gladly allow them to. Unlike the previous batch, we sec4s have faith in our juniors. I don't wanna waste my Friday afternoon away cleaning up the NPCC room and soaking some firewood I don't give a damn about. NPCC officially sucks, just like how I felt in sec1. Squadmates are changing, more strict, more serious, less fun, less humour. I know we have to show a good example but changing your own personality is just too much. I don't care what other people, including juniors, think about me. I don't think my job is solely to be a good role model. I'm just trying to be plain one-of-a-kind me and no one can stop me. An attempt to cage me only leads to unhappiness, so don't bother.
I really hope I get into the parade, or I'm gonna cry, badly. I didn't sacrifice my backstage job for nothing. I did not go through the torturing phase of accepting the fact of getting into the baton drills contingent with great emotional stress, anger and hatred for nothing. I did not go through months of torturous parades under the blazing sun at Marina Bay for nothing. I'm trying really hard, really. I never put in much in training previously, but I do now. I EARNESTLY wanna get in.
Anyone realize that I am currently in no clique again? Yup. Jane and Cherie have practically gone separate ways, and so I'm left with myself to wander, but its ok. I have lived through secondary school life without a best friend, and I'm still alive, though not really in a stable condition. So ya, I may not have a best friend, but at least I have a lot of friends.
Did really badly for my CT1. No As. Highest B3, the rest Cs. So ya, I suck. Don't really wanna talk about it. Its not like I don't pay attention in class. In fact, I have cut down my sleeping in class, and I pay attention too. I sleep at around 12, unlike last year, 2 to 3am.
I hate it when people give themselves the privilege of insulting me and yet wants me to swallow the criticism. I hate it when people constantly chants their 'SHUT UP!' and wants me to listen. FYI,
I LEAD MY OWN LIFE. NO ONE , I MEAN NO ONE CAN STOP ME FROM WHAT I WANT TO DO OR SAY. IF YOU AHVE APROBLEM, THEN TOO BAD. YOU CAN EITHER ACCEPT ME FOR WHO I AM OR WALK AWAY. DON'T MIND ME BEING BLUNT, BUT I HAVE TRIED MY BEST TO REFRAIN MYSELF FROM NOT RETALIATING, BUT ENOUGH IS ENOUGH. IF YOU DON'T GIVE A DAMN FOR MY FEELINGS, THEN WHY SHOULD I BOTHER? I HAVE THE RIGHT TO SAY I WANT TO SAY. I MAY BE VULGAR AT TIMES, BUT AT LEAST OTHERS UNDERSTAND THAT I'M ONLY JOKING. YOU ARE JUST BEING OVER-SENSITIVE AND SOMETIMES PEOPLE MAY SEE IT ACROSS AS IRRITATING AND ATTENTION-SEEKING. IF YOU REALIZED, YOU DID INSULT SEVERAL TIMES IN THE PAST. AN EYE FOR AN EYE, YOU GET BACK WHAT YOU SAID TO OTHERS. IT KARMA, AND ITS FAIR. CRYING ABOUT THIS LITTLE THING IS SERIOUSLY OVER-SENSITIVE, AND I ADMIT IT IS RATHER ANNOYING. YOU ARE NOT THE ONLY EMOTIONAL PERSON HERE. STOP THINKING YOU ARE THE FIRST PRIORITY IN EVERYONE'S LIFE. LASTLY, STOP THINKING YOU ARE SO BIG SHOT YOU CAN INSULT OTHERS OTHERS CAN'T, AND ALSO THAT PEOPLE HAVE TO ACCEPT YOUR CRITICISM AND BEAR WITH IT. PEOPLE HAVE FEELINGS TOO, NOT JUST YOU.Phew, said what I wanted to say. Okay so I wasn't that short. Oh well. Bye until June? Haha.