You had a bad day, I had worse....I think.....

Morning- wore my Sch uniform & accidentally had the door cut one of my right toes, bloody hell , my Pa even told me to bring a pair of slippers to school.

Recess- Lost a foolscap pad that I've just bought from the bookshop, crap la...

Afternoon- Had to rush to Tan Tock Seng Hosp to change my braces, I have to put on two rubber bands on it, pain sia, and my mouth cannot open up properly, now my teeth hurts like hell. I have to change them everyday, and it is freaking difficult. On the way back home via MRT, some Japanese guy stepped on my right foot (look at the 1st paragraph), WTF?!

Now I have tons of work to do, got to go now.

When someone (or more) says goodbye, the hardest thing is not returning the favor, but facing the aftermath......

My mother's friend (Named after a poisonous plant.) is staying in the room where my beloved "Aspire" is, making my digital life difficult, herbicide anyone?

Thursday:

Today was our class photo taking, we kept falling over during the candid and informal shots, even when Miss Ang was in the way, luckily she did not wear a skirt, don't ask why...

Officially ended my PDS syllabus, finally did a jumbo arm, YES!!!! But....it was not really cheerful, this was the last PDS training we will have with Tzu Ying and Aishah (Pandan) mdm (90% anyway...). Bloody hell, I wish I can cry myself to sleep.

Those two were the most 'geng' of all PDS NCOs I have ever seen, they spent time training us, and they were so damned commited to leading us (2 of them ONLY.). When I could see their classmates studying, they would be training, pumping or teaching us what is required of a PDS member. God.....damn what sia......I would miss them. They deserve a super duper perfect 'hormat', mark my words, they do.

Friday, had our CCA photo taking, was not as dangerous as the class photo, but we still had fun. I had to see Miss Ho and Mr Jit about some trip to KL, unfortunately, they found out that it was only for sec 2s AFTER printing out the form, wah piang eh!

Then, we had our PT disguised as station games, Nice! I did not notice, till the very end.

After that, we were told that this was our last parade with our NCOs and before the exams, another piece of bad news.

I has never done this before, but, I will say one thing, I WILL MISS MY NCOs A WHOLE FREAKING LOT! They 'tahan'ed our nonsense, they took time to teach us to be future NCOs, and made us love NPCC more, i will miss those guys for as long as I live. I hate goodbyes, except for some occasions.

ARGH!!!!!

Today, I cannot say much, I hope to make some headway in my studies, after tution, which is why I am over here, blogging.

Unfortunately, today, I found out that the Freeman's mind series is over, NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!! Damn Machinima, WHY! WHY!

On the lighter side of things. Here is something the NPCC GOH did after the speech day concert.


I do not know why, but blogger had made this video darker, wah piang eh, can't see the GOH ppl, nvm, listening will do, maybe?

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Tuesday: I managed to spin my rifle 30 time today, yes!

Yesterday's lesson's were okay, at least I did not fall asleep in class, I got my History assignment back, and got a freaking 0, bloody hell sia......

Plus, I forgot to bring my black socks for NPCC, had to borrow it from one of my seniors. The corporal test....I can see a HUGE improvement in my other squadmates. But it rained in the middle of it. (Giving me time to give Kian Cheng tips, lucky guy...) When it was time for the theory test (For those who failed the CPL test, not me), there were only 4 of us left, Nabil and Bhala went for their Tamil class while Firdaus went for some reason. (I do not know what it was.) We had a sing-a-long session with Tzu Ying mdm and Haziq sir, which was quite fun until Firdaus came back.
When I got home, I showered, ate, then crashed onto the bed.

Got homework today, and tons of revision to do, I hate exams.

3th of April, speech day.

Got to school and changed into my No.1 just in the nick of time. Had a harrowing uniform inspection that almost gave me a cardiac arrest (I fucked up that part.). To add to that, J----a Sim stepped on my boots in an attempt to ruin the polish on it, stupid f**kwit. Plus, during our refreshments, Firdaus actually tricked us into doing up his bootlaces because he was lazy, what an arse. Although overall, the events before the Speech day parade were quite dull.

When the parade started, I was really nervous, as I marched in as part of the Guard of Honour contingent, I hoped that the 5 or so trainings did what they were supposed to do. I almost screwed up my first salute (I would have thanked god for that.), suffered massive backaches and practically every nerve in my body was working overtime. Luckily everything turned out to be fine.

When the parade was over, we (As in the prize-winners) passed our rifles to our buddies and ran to Ms Ho before going up to the Hall. During the prize giving ceremony (After a very long speech by the GOH (Guest, not guard of honour.) and principal.), I received a prize (Well...2 prizes.) and had to go up on stage for another one (The BV scholarship thing.). After that is the concert, which I went of a snapping rage with the Camera my Father borrowed from his company, testing Cameras is quite fun really.

After the concert, I went with my Mom to the ISH for the reception, before finding out that the squad (GOH, guard of honour mind you.) remained at the hall for a photo shoot (Damn, I had to search 4 them), I reached there just in time.




After that, we had our badly needed dinner in the ISH, the food was not bad, but it was cold, yummy huh?

Soon after, we went to change, and I do not want to talk about what had happended.