Sunday, September 26, 2004

I miss my old school, i miss my cca: NCC

Hey guys and girls, i noe its abit outrageous to post 4 posts in one NIGHT, but ive got nothing else to do lol. Anyway, i got this inspiration from yijun, so, yea ill start talking about it.
Chinese High... my home. I can never forget the blood sweat and tears ive left behind in that school... it is the house of all my emotions, the origin of true friendship, the source of where i get my inspiration and motivation from, mainly because of the wonderful cca that i joined, NCC, and also largely due to my lovely sec4 class, 4O. Yo guys, if you reading this, its a BIG HELLO! HOPE TO SEE YOU GUYS AGAIN!

In chinese high, i could really talk and lame around to full extent! coz the ppl there were, one thing, all boys, but thats beside the point. We could juz click, partly because my batch of close friends were encountered in the LAN shop in the school, and we maintained a 3-yr long friendship. I can really tell all my troubles, trust, and confide in these friends. Three of these friends, one a libra, another a gemini,and the last, a taurus, are my good good friends and i really treasure our friendship. In fact, everyone in 4O is my good friend, i really miss you all. I still recall those days where we partied and played lan and laffed our asses off, a crazy, united bunch of slackers!! Chin hua, u were one of the nice guys too serious, and not to mention jing song, yi chao, shun ting, evan, and everyone else that i might have missed out. I still remember how we used to niao each other, how we got to really understand each other inside out, how we had interesting and intellectual conversations together, how we came to school super early every morn to battle it out at the computer, and how we played wrestling! Those days where we were united in not handing up homework, and sleeping in lessons, rocked. The saying goes: when ur too afraid to look in front, too hurt to look back, look by ur side, ur best friends are there. sighz... guess things come and go, but friendship will always remain, unchanged by time. Take care my friends, Ill always remember you guys. Oh ya, one thing i forgot, here's a tribute to all the teachers who have taught me, in pri sch and in secondary(more of the secondary school side). Thanks for all your kind guidance and patience, it was invaluable, and some of it ill always cling on to in life. We had a ball of a time together, imagine, teachers going out with students to watch movie? wow. we were just like friends. So... yea cheers for teachers!

About NCC, it gave me experience which ill never forget, both in leadership qualities, self discipline(though i lack it), and motivation. It taught me how to lead by example, and how to work as a team, through trust and companionship... probably thats where i get my strong sense of reasoning from.. 4 yrs of friends in the NCC... i cried when we had to part. I still remember the gruelling times we spent together, be it in punishment or drill session, we all endured it together, as a team, as one part. We pushed the lines of our limits, and braved the odds of intellectual challenge. I learnt many survival skills in the many camps and solo nights we had. Fear is something that can be conquered, its just how u view it. Think it this way: everyone is going through it together, if ur scared, others will be scared too. Everyone suffers together, and we're proud of it - standardisation, the will to survive, surpass, and conquer oneself. All the scolding, shouting... all the outings together where we ate and talked cok, and all the after-training-pep-talks, are still fresh in my mind. That kind of motivation derived when everyone, after a gruelling day of rugged training as a team, comes together to enjoy the lessons we've learnt as a team cannot be described. U need to be sitting there amongst the 33 sweaty bodies, and be part of that spirit, listening to the commander's inspiring speech, to be able to feel that team spirit and friendship. The intense repeating of drills and IFC under the scorching sun, coupled with the rantings and ravings of the commanders, somehow made it like a challenge to surpass ourselves, to prove to them that we are capable of doing it. No commander would want to see his section suffer, the scoldings are only to instill a sense of urgency and responsibility. Sometimes, all one needs is a little encouragement, a little zest and company, to make him work, and make him happy, and in turn make others happy. Despite such scoldings, most of us actually go home more satisfied than ever, cause we feel that we have accomplished something that day and are proud of it. Probably thats why i feel so much for friends. NCC has really changed me, but heng i never become fiercer! lol. It really trains u up, mentally and physically. Mental strength of endurance, never to give up easily, and physical... yea. I love to give ppl advice, and we were trained in this during NCC drill-mutuals as well. maybe i shd be a teacher next time... ahh nvm concentrate on studies first ba. Now im in AJC, in another wonderful class, class 34/04 where friends comparable to what ive just described exist. So..life will still carry on, but friends will not be forgotten. Keep in touch, as we've all been doing. :)
Pardon my grammar in what ive just said.. too sleepy. :D i think i go sleep le, ciaoz

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