-Uneventful- Sports Day

There weren't any casualties today. Everything was staged smoothly. But, damn, the cold water was splashed during the CCA relay race. Before the start of the race, I ran over the entire stadium badgering people to join. I made 2-3 rounds before anyone agreed and we found enough runners. Worse thing was, I was the first runner. Slow coach. First thing to grumble about is my reaction time. I must admit, pressure on first runner is trememdously high because I'm not used to squatting down in that starting position. I don't have that tendency to lift myself up naturally after having been on such a position. Ah, whatever it is, it's only a silly excuse lar. Coudl have done soooo much better. Reaction time and all are just excuses. Feels so disgraceful. Never mind since it's all over. Thanks for one comforting thing Cheryl said,"you're more of a long-distance runner." and Amelia's "People won't remember you. I didn't even notice you run." HAHAHAH. Thank god the team of combined contemporary dance members and NCC guys group was behind us. Of which Cheryl's also running - the third runner. Should have heeded Cheryl's advice to insist on being the 3rd runnner. Cuz 3rd runners mostly consists of my friends. Shit. But my friend doesn't wanna switch so I got to take on the title of 1st runner.

Had a talk with Mr Teo regarding some NDP stuffs earlier. He says that there's always some stepback that hinders me from getting what I want, or want to achieve. One thing is that each time I successfully climb up a step, I would hesitate about moving on, thinking that it's impossible for me to do it. But I thought it's all simply... I don't know?

I'm confident, but not that confident. Why do I feel like I'm such a let-down? Need to get this all over me.

THIS IS FOR ME xDDD ^_^ ((((-=!

We PLAY IT COOL~ MADA MADA DANE!

Sports day's tomorrow! Aha. I'm not down for any individual races because I ain't interested in those run-for-oneself races. It might sound a little immodest but I'm stating the truth. I'll be on first aid duty so, friends, do fall down when you cross my checkpoint. I'll then be able to perform my first aid skills in case they've turned rusty in the months, or to be exact in the past year. I attained my licence somewhere around this period last year. Back to the sports' day events. I might volunteer myself for the CCA relay race if I manage to round up enough number of my friends to join me. As usual, the message was spread to most of my friends early this week. Don't pause and give much thought about it, should there be a CCA race, please put your name down for it. Take it as a plead from me. I love such races because you get to run with all your fellow friends and compete against each other AS A TEAM. Win or lose, it doesn't really matter though. And do remember to egg me on if I were to run! Hoping real hard that most of the UG friends are set on runnning, if not, I might not do so too.

I haven't told you guys about our Physics trainee teacher yet. Mr Koh, or you can call him my brother (I call him that). Real patient, understanding and affable. He is willing to sacrifice time out to coach every single students if you request for it. He reminds me of Raist but I guess the teaching techniques he employs are much... hmm effective? He can easily convey his ideas to the class lar. So, Raist, if you're reading this, don't get demoralised, you're also one of the best teachers I've ever met so far. Very easy-going and always have ways to communicate with a student real good. I think most of you would agree with me. But Mr Koh is more of a Mr Peacemaker kind of teacher though. Somehow he can win the attention of students easily, and without realising it, commands a lot of respect from us. I know of this guy, Lin Pei who's also currently training to be a teacher. He should be at some teaching tryouts at some JC now. He's sporting and always encourages us to do things as a group and stay united. Met him at a camp and I remember telling him that he would be a good teacher after a campfire. Just thought that it'd be an asset to the school if he was one of the teachers, Potassium Hydroxide or my 'brother', I mean. But that's my take of the qualifications for a teacher though, I don't know what's yours.

I'm sidetracking a little. HAHA.

You might find this post, and many others a little too long, so sorry if it wears you out from reading it! I don't read what I post after all because I don't have this urge to read lengthy posts too.

Best of luck to those running tomorrow!

THINGS TO BEAR IN MIND :

-FALL RIGHT AT MY CHECKPOINT!
-WANT GLUCOSE WATER? "REFILL" AT MY CHECKPOINT!
-ON THE VERGE OF LOSING THE RACE BUT DO NOT WANT TO LOSE SO INGLORIOUSLY? FAKE INJURY AT MY CHECKPOINT!

ROFL! Chill.

-Special Edition-

I can take the rain on the roof of this empty house, that don't bother me.

Where is the compassion?

Wow. The flurry of activities this week made time fly real fast. I've lots of events on my list and there are some I've to unwillingly give them a miss. With the Speech Day performances and parade taking off flight smoothly yesterday, it's with a wave of relief I held in welcoming in the weekends. But hell, who is to know my beautiful Saturday is to be ruined in such an inelegant fashion?

A very nasty incident cropped up during NDP internal training today. As usual, I was already up and about, hopping around the house in the early morning, eager to on all tasks. I was shortlisted for yet around round of qualification selection. I thought it was something of a miracle that I still made the cut. But then again, my intuition's telling me to let the chance slip.

The bad vibes came in while I was doing the drills. I could feel my muscles straining and the toes on my right foot were feeling somewhat stingy. Soon after I couldn't even march on the spot properly despite having a neat start to the drills. Having the impression that there was an object stuck to the soles of my boots, I requested for permission to fall out so that the pain in my toes could, hopefully, subside. Well it never did. Unfortunately. I removed my socks to find mosaic of lacerations over my toe. The biggest one. What do you call that? The big toe on the right foot. I knew then that my chances of getting into the contingent was drenched. If not totally, then an 80% assurance of not landing a spot in the contingent. There was a nail protruding right into my boots. Ouch. Gingerly I pulled it out and walked slowly to the squad. Limping. A rather grouchy Mdm then shouted,"Walk quickly. Stop fooling around!" I could have raised my voice at her but I decided to not aggravate the problem and ran back to join the squad. Bloody hell to her. Can't she be more understanding when I had already initially told her of the possibility of an object stuck onto my boots. Since my foot wasn't in its best condition and wanting to not endure more lashing and dressing-down, I continued with the drills. What happens when you had just had been poked by a nail that is as sharp as the tip of a knife but doing away with its smaller tip? Yes, you screw up all your pacing.

I was already infuriated with the Mdm when she accused me of "fooling around". She must have thought I feigned the injury because no matter how hard I tried to signal to her that I was indeed injured, and badly, she went ahead to point out my obviously wrong timings. Can you keep up with the rest with your foot in such ailing state??? Tan May Chin is not that crafty a person to come up with such unscrupulous tactics to cheat my way out of the drills. Because, take a look at things clearly. I AM THERE BECAUSE I WANT TO BE IN THE CONTINGENT. This means that I have to perform to the best of my ability. If I faked injury, wouldn't it lower the chance of me getting into the contingent? So, think again logically. Do I stand to gain if I pretended to have been hurt?

Eventually the pain grew unbearable and I thought enough was enough. I called it a day. When the fact that I was pricked by a nail was ascertained, I was given first aid treatment and left under the care of a lady. And yes, that MDM who alleged that I was "fooling around" did not even apologise for wronging me earlier. I'm so gonna lodge a complaint. How can she assumed the status of VI at the HQ when she even had doubts someone is really in need of help and injured? Do you have to bleed in order for others to know that the injury you were inflicted with is a genuine one? Wake up, you left me just so digusted and disgruntled.