So I'm going in tomorrow. Like every other Singaporean son does at some point in his life. The big two letters. The thing everyone uses to psycho little boys into manning up - "If you liddat also cannot then later you go NS how!!"
I don't know what to expect, honestly. Everyone says wah police damn easy. Like every single senior I've talked to who's been through it. xD And all the older men say wah your generation ah very lucky lah, now nothing compared to last time ah wah last time we dont have all this technology ah etc etc. And I guess none of them would say those things if they weren't true. So k ah NS no kick. xD
But anyway.. NS is probably gonna be the only thing I'll have the mental capacity to talk about for the next 2 years, so I'll stop talking about it now.
I gotta say post-As has probably been the best 2-month break of my life. ^^ I've got regrets, definitely. Things that I wanted to do but never got down to doing. But that's not important. Not right now, at least.
So many lasting memories.. Marathon. Prom. Tampines (fking) Road. Chalet. Nights in KOREF. My buddies. Orientation. Running.
And the really, really good shit - catching up with my friends again. (: Those spontaneous suppers, runs, jamming, movies, even a freaking day-trip to Johor? xD That was what I was looking forward to the most these holidays, and I'm glad to say I damn well got it.
I love my friends lah. Dunno what I'd do or who I'd be or where I'd be without them.
Yknow, I find I don't even have much I wanna say..
Except, maybe, that I think these guys are gonna be the best thing to hit Singapore this year.
3:00 - sheer awesome.
And 3:24.
I NEVER WANNA DIE I NEVER WANNA DIE I'M ON MY KNEES I NEVER WANNA DIE
I'M DANCING ON MY GRAVE AND RUNNING THROUGH THE FIRE FOREVER, WHENEVER I NEVER WANNA DIE NEVER WANNA LEAVE NEVER SAY GOODBYE FOREVER WHENEVER FOREVER WHENEVER
I probably won't blog much anymore, seeing that I'll only be out on the weekends.
In the meantime, I hope y'all have fun and I hope y'all have gotten some sort of entertainment from watching the videos and reading the words that I put up here. And I hope some of them have made sense in your heads the way they make sense in mine. xD
And thanks for reading. I appreciate it a lot. :D
I'll try to come out of NS a little wiser, a little more mature, whatever that means. :P Whatever it is, I'll try to learn to be a good cop and catch all of them criminals.
And most of all..... MOST OF ALL. (Please watch it. This clip could possibly be the greatest scene in film history. XDDD PULP FICTION guys, if you ever have time to watch that movie do watch it. Quentin Tarantino. It's genius. xD)
I will try as much as possible to be like this cop.
I think I've posted this song before but I don't care. I'm posting it again.
It's really one of my favourite songs eh. Not just from Andy McKee, but like. In the world. xD
I'm sure you've all ever felt the feeling of having a dream shot down.. At least once in your life.
But there's a strange joy in it. A one-of-a-kind serenity. Cos you get to pick yourself up. (: And you get to be reminded, well and truly, that everything's gonna be alright.
And everything, really, is going to be alright. ^^ All you need to do is genuinely wish it to be.
It's a beautiful fact of life.
I had the privilege of talking to a man much wiser than myself yesterday. Just listening to him tell me about the things he knew. And I really enjoyed it. (:
And I'm really thankful to have those breaks like that from the places I tend to throw myself into.
Do me a favour, please. Like one last thing I ask of you before I go into NS. xD Can you listen to the second song, Nakagawa-san, using your best pair of earphones? And like just watch the 4:31 video without doing anything else. Just 4 minutes and 31 seconds. Please.
I could listen to this all day long. Over, and over, and over, and over, and over again...
I just re-read the few blog posts I wrote over the past couple of years that were about drama. The ones about my more direct experiences with it, anyway. (:
Hahah then I realised that there was one particular experience I never documented in black and white.
That 40-odd-hour theatrical piece that was Council Camp 2011.
I'm still not going to blog about it in detail now because the Camp is supposed to be quite secret. But what I wanted to say is.. If I had to pick one defining moment of my entire JC life, it'd be the ending moment of the Camp on the morning of 17 April 2011.
Never before had words flowed so fluidly. Perhaps almost or just as fluidly as the tears that followed.
My 12 fellow Council Camp ICs and I could get together and talk about that Camp over, and over, and over, and over again, and it will never get old. (: They were.. Fantastic. It was a privilege to have run the Camp with them.
I remember sitting with them in our beloved Council Room that morning when everything had ended. I remember realising with them that we had barely eaten the day before.
I remember telling them that that could've possibly been the last of the Council Camps as we knew it, due to the teachers' fears that the injuries sustained by the Elects during our Camp were just a small signal of what was to come in the following years.
(Though I'm happy to say that that turned out to be only a rumour, and that our junior CCICs have had no trouble in planning with their new Teacher I/Cs a Council Camp 2012 much like the one they faced themselves. (: )
I remember thanking them. And just laughing, God knows about what.. Probably out of the need to feel some sort of light-heartedness after all we had just done.
They always say you gotta believe in what you do if you want it to be done in the best way possible. Who the hell 'they' are, I don't know. But on this matter I'm pretty sure they were right.
Something tells me, that if even 1 of us had remained skeptical, or doubtful, or had any negative sentiment whatsoever regarding the way we intended to run Council Camp, it would have turned out differently. I'm so glad she put her faith in it. And in us. (:
I remember those.. Damned 2 hours. When Council Camp was breaking down. When we were running around, literally going to the drawing board to list all possible scenarios and how we'd handle each one. When we sent contrasting instructions out within barely 10 seconds of each other. When the Elects were left standing the whole time, being mentally screwed by a situation they did not understand.
Words do it injustice.
I can't. freaking. wait. to go back and see Council Camp 2012. (((((:
Pain is temporary, glory is forever. But I'll tell you what else is forever, Elects.. And that is regret.
If there's one thing in the world I should be thankful for, I think it'd be the mix of people I've met as I've gone along. It's like.. Even if some came and took stuff away from me, pretty much everyone of them gave me something to learn, at the very very least. And why I say 'the mix of people I've met' is cos at least to me it's felt like I've learnt a pretty diverse range of lessons from this mix, rather than if I were to say, meet many people many of which drummed the same few lessons into my head. You know what I mean? And btw, this whole post is one paragraph cos the 'enter' button on my phone qwerty keyboard isn't working. HAHA. It's a bit hard to pick out the lessons sometimes, though.. Sometimes it feels like the best lesson the he or she is teaching you is how to make a timely departure. Hahaha but everything happens for a reason, or so some of us believe. I kinda do, if that counts for anything. So there'll always be something there, I think, if you just squint a little harder and look a little closer.. Just remember to turn away if your eyes hurt. xD Ahh. All these things.. xD
