Just back from a 15+ km orienteering trek from TJ all the way to Changi Village. That was indeed satisfying, like the staircase climbs in Bukit Timah Hill the OAC team did last week, if it was exhausting (not really). Too bad I will not have moments like these anymore. My mom wants me to quit, and persuading her did fuck-all to help. I suppose she has her reasons, but having to leave one of the most hardcore and respected CCAs (or PDPs as the school likes to call them) in TJC will suck balls. I guess I have myself to blame as well. I was not disciplined or determined enough in the past, thinking that every training is a potential death sentence, complaining about my "predicament" to my mother did wonders to her impression of OAC (which already wasn't very good in the first place). Well that sucks.
As a new student, I came to this school with huge aspirations. Wanting to either join HC or the Students' Council and perhaps becoming a house captain. Too bad academics and perhaps my lack of initiative, coupled with my inactivity became a huge slap in the face. At least being an Outdoorer would give me some prestige, being tough, rough and not someone to mess with. Now even that possibility will be out of reach. Fuck this. Now I will have to search for another PDP. The Global Diplomatic Relations Council seems to be a good choice although it being a typical "nerd" CCA would not do wonders to the apparent respect i might have gained as an OACian. How I hate this world right now.
AOB will be stated upon at a later time. I am extremely lethargic right now, having slept only 2 hours after burning the midnight oil. Fucking PI...
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