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Thursday, July 9, 2009


I just lost all my motivation to study and i dunno why.

maybe I was too involved in SJ events?
maybe I just choose to lose my focus?
or maybe JC was a wrong choice?

Looking back at secondary days, it was carefree and stress-less. Back then, I loved going school to crap with friends, disturb teachers and all. The feeling's just not there now. Whenever the alarm ring, I feel so reluctant to get up. 4 more months or rather, next week. How am I going to get through without any more motivation? I need to talk but I just can't find anyone who understand.

omg.
can I just give up?

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Tuesday, July 7, 2009


I dread going to school.
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4 more mths and I'm free!
so looking forward...


Scribbled at 6:24 PM

Wednesday, July 1, 2009


It's his birthday today.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY!
I miss him.
I still have not adapt to the life without him.
When am i gonna get over with it and move on?


Scribbled at 8:05 PM

Monday, June 29, 2009


there are 2 mountains in front of me.

the question is:
Are they side by side or one aft another?

will i climb over both mountains?
or
must i choose which mountain to climb?


Scribbled at 4:11 PM

Thursday, June 25, 2009

I can, I shall and I will do a good job.

Scribbled at 9:05 PM

Wednesday, June 17, 2009

I found this from William Sir's blog:

One day, the father of a very wealthy family took his son on a trip to the country with the express purpose of showing him how poor people live.

They spent a couple of days and nights on the farm of what would be considered a very poor family.

On their return from their trip, the father asked his son, “How was the trip?”

“It was great, Dad.”

“Did you see how poor people live?” the father asked.

“Oh yeah,” said the son.

“So, tell me, what did you learn from the trip?” asked the father.

The son answered: “I saw that we have one dog and they had four. We have a pool that reaches to the middle of our garden and they have a creek that has no end. We have imported lanterns in our garden and they have the stars at night. Our patio reaches to the front yard and they have the whole horizon.

“We have a small piece of land to live on and they have fields that go beyond our sight.

“We have servants who serve us, but they serve others. We buy our food, but they grow theirs.

“We have walls around our property to protect us, they have friends to protect them.”

The boy’s father was speechless.

Then his son added, “Thanks Dad for showing me how poor we are.”


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Tuesday, June 16, 2009


back frm OTC camp.
it was really really beneficial (:

Joining OTC this year was a decision I came to when i rejoined BNCOC last year. During the time when I was not involved in any SJ stuff, I just felt that something's missing in my life. I kept doubting my decision until the camp confirmed it.

We started off with runs on the first day which i originally thought was PT. We completed the first run when the first surprise came along -- SECOND round. I was like "WTH! How to sia? confirm, guarantee cannot de." but still have to run bcos scared fail OTC. Haha. arif sir set the benchmark for me to be last in my team cos i'm the slowest! haha. but still got other octs fall out. Then "purple dino" came, which was triage. I became casualty, with the rest did the normal stuff and off to sleep.

Second day. woke up then ran again. oh yea, did i mention the sir who ask us to do warm up is a bit weird weird de? Haha. this time we had to ran to pasir ris park, ran like super long then reached. William sir made us reflect st the sea-side, kept asking questions which made me doubt my decision again. The decision to come for OTC was after logical thinking and analysis. His questions somehow started to make me feel like giving up. I thought a lot, even to the extent that when I ran back, I sprained my leg. *super pain lo* Sian. Few lectures then ultimate challenge! super ultimate, super siong but lucky we completed it as a course, so kudos to all OCTs'09! dinner-ed, back to avt. Discussion time for campfire while i went for NFAC meeting. Hah. NOVEMBER settled the first part of the campfire then problems started to appear and our team mentors stepped in to talk to us. heng we zheng qi and finished the performance. haha. so i'm super proud of NOVEMBER! Hee. so NOVEMBER, let's jiayou for course days also! finally, sleep time.

Day 3. run again, this time as a team. i ran non-stop for half of the route, then started to stop cos ankle was super pain la. finally ran finished, but didnt reach timing so need run second round. maam didnt let me run because of my ankle. i swear i felt as if my fault like that lah, cried when they left the gate. had a talk with tingting maam and straightened out my thoughts, at least i know i do not want to give up. breakfast-ed and lectures all they way. Then came this activity which William sir want us to do: write our 16 priorities down then slowly tear away. i felt like crying when i tore them away and somebody really cried. Hah. Sharing session with adien sir. He's really a thinker and like to ask questions for us to think more, and i think he super cool, like dun really like to talk. CAMPFIRE-ed and i enjoyed a lot (:

Last day. woke up at 0300 hrs, went for 16km road march. There was this point when i really felt like breaking down but cant cos scared fail. Haha. then stopped to do reflection with 1-star as going to fail, 2-star as best trainee. i got 1 star then vey vey demoralised but i didnt write anything to let them pass me, instead i wrote what i really felt:
"Initially, i tot OTC was a formality to improve efficiency between corp, zone and brigade so i just wanted to wu jing wu xian pass the course, but now, be it as an nco or an officer, i believe with my heart that i can make changes in my corp, zone and maybe brigade. and I know i will do my best to achieve it."
continued the second part of road march. reached sch and got our rank! Haha. best part of the camp. We wrote thank you letters for William Sir with intention to make him cry. He really did a lot to make this course a success. I think many of us will be glad to help him out in OTC 2010.

really learnt a lot a lot from this camp. I'm glad i didnt go for last yr's one, a blessing in disguise. This yr's version is like 999999999999 times better, compared to the past versions i heard. To end it off, A BIG THANK YOU to WILLIAM SIR & HIS TEAM!

looking forward to course days now and poc as well!


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