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Thursday, August 04, 2005

i miss those days

i was reading jd's blog and he was talking about his attachment to NCC.. and reading him talk about how he feel when he see those kids doing what they did in BMT reminds me of my SJAB days..

i really miss the days when we would stay back in school after parade and interact with the seniors.. and simply cause we're more familiar with the seniors, we're being targetted at.. which i don't think is fair..

i miss the times when i would skip recess and practice drill outside 1E4 classroom with zhebin and brian.. and cause they move faster in drill they teach me ahead.. and i've always been proud of my own drill.. because i have a brother in SJAB and i feel that i should be the best.. and how the few of us would be so excited once its friday.. because there's parade the next day.. and we would excitedly go back home to polish our boots.. and once again because of my brother, i always make sure that my boots are SHINY.. of course not jeffrey quek's standard la!!

came Inspection Nite '98.. it was so glamorous and seniors are leaving us for the 1st time.. how we were put in charge of our own item and had to cheorograph the dance ourselves.. the night was so glamorous and unforgettable.. how we stayed up through the night and how i chatted with him.. and how something terrible happened during dawn.. and how i dozed off during Mr Koh's debrief though i was in the 1st row.. =x

soon we took our 1st aid test.. i still remember how i memorize those notes.. every single sign and symptom.. the whole process of CPR.. i wanted to be in the comp team.. i wanted to be No1.. that was my aim, as well as Zhebin's.. we had the same goal and we worked towards it..

i wasn't No1.. sad, mabbe.. but things change and i knew that Jo can lead us well.. she just needs more confidence.. i still remember the 1st time we took part in 1st aid comp.. cousin Weirong was there as a competitor as well.. it was another memorable experience.. how we cried and hugged tgt.. how my skirt split during the drill.. =x and how we celebrated.. and how he cried when he lost the competition.. how Zhebin's team cried as well.. and how they flunk the casualty transportation..

and soon we experienced recruitment campaign.. i tink my batch was the last to go through such tough training.. i don't think much people will believe that we girls had to carry 2 canteen tables at 1 time.. and the poor trophy committee.. looking at them suffering at every exhibition was terrible.. but hey! Uniform is not easy also ok?? doing all those things you guys in NS will never have imagined sec sch students doing.. it was TOUGH.. running from the hall down to the basement to carry tables and benches.. (not classroom tables ok? is those canteen tables) running up with the tables and benches to set up stall.. laying out the tablecloth and making sure that it is nice and neat.. putting up the letterings and setting up everything within a given time.. and most of the time we would end up in pumping position.. up down up down again and again.. and then after we set up stall we have to change from uniform to display costume.. have to scream over and over again.. and how he taught me how he screamed.. haha.. ya we gotta practice screaming.. and after we clear display and rescue mission gotta chiong to the toilet to change to concert costume.. after concert finish liaoz gotta 'quietly' go back to join in the exhibition..

u think its miraculous that we have huge numbers every year during recruitment campaign? no lo! its made up of blood and sweat and money (letterings, labels and costume all nid money leh!!)

we went through so much.. and i still remember how happy we were when Mr Koh praised us for our marching in the hall when we were in Sec1.. and we believed that was why he doted on us.. (well i think he did)

but things changed.. year by year the situation deteriorated.. zhebin soon dropped out.. and zhifen.. suhua.. jo.. soon its just the few of us.. and we had to deal with all the power struggle.. its so tiring.. until i don't even want to go anymore.. so what if i did so much?? its not gonna be appreciated.. so what if i did so much for the concert committee during Inspection Nite'2002?? no1 will see how me and peggy were spraying colour on the mahjong paper at 10pm at my block's void deck.. and no1 will see me doing lettterings for the concert until 3am.. and no1 will see how me and peggy have no time to polish our boots or even wash up on the day itself.. -yucks- but it was a good show.. and i'm really proud of it.. and all those who gave me help.. to set up the lightings.. to help put up the letterings.. to help coordinate the concert.. to help make the concert a success.. i couldn't have done it alone..

and also thanks to kelly for trusting that i can do it and gave me the big responsibility..

although i had hated life there towards the end.. i'm glad i was there in the 1st place.. and i would still encourage people to join uniform group.. you will experience another kind of life others will not get at sec sch.. and esp to girls.. it may be tough, but it makes you tougher.. and to guys.. it will help you to adapt to NS life more easily.. well my brother seems lidat.. haha..

i never regretted joining Swiss SJAB..
i only regret that i didn't put in more to make them stay..
and regretting how much it has changed and not the same anymore..

i love it so much.. and love it for all the memories and all the friends gained..
haha longest entry in a long time liaoz..
-oops- i think i say too much.. if you think its crap, sorry ah.. =)

i think its amazing what time does to your memories.. things that i used to hate have become my greatest memory..
and how we break camp.. and how we shouted 'ROOM!'.. and how we clean our bunks.. and how we were 'tortured' during the start of the camp.. how we owed too much pumpings till they were too much to clear and we had to do 'twinkle twinkle little star'.. and the night hike.. and exercise nightingale.. and how zhebin would rather die than jump from the '6 foot wall' and how he refused to do 'suicide window' when i tot its so fun!! so much memories!!!
i tink i gotta mit up jo 1 of these days.. miss her so much!!

and i wana thank my brother.. its because of him that i joined SJ.. and luckily, i dont really have regrets now.. back then, i did.. but not now..

oh.. and there's SJ Island stories..
-urphs- overload liaoz.. shall save it in my memories.. haha
but the 1st year i went was the MOST memorable.. when i was in sec 1..

to all who went through the same thing i did.. CHEERS!! we survived!!!


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