Yo! Here to blog again. As usual, people are complaining about me not blogging again. I simply don't like the feeling of doing something from scratch, just like blogging. Seeing a white empty column waiting for you to fill in, it seems so dreadful. That's when the feeling of blogging as a chore comes in. Well, i have to say that as you start to blog, you will get the hang of it and when you finish your post, you just feel so proud about it. Okay, maybe that's just for me. My point is that i just need that kick start to compound a post but seeing everything has to start from nothing simply makes me feel reluctant. I'm not trying to find excuse to cover up for my laziness to blog. Yes, in fact i'm real lazy to blog. My thinking was that i can blog this later, later and later but that never really happened. Wow.. I'm amazed again by how long i've typed trying to explain why i didn't blog. I guess i'm going to type such a long paragraph to explain why i didn't blog everytime dragged a new post date. Okay, i'll remember not to next time. Well, its a wordy post so far, i'm going to disappoint all of you with more words. Its a wordy day~~
FO camp is over. Good thing, i didn't have any anti-climax feeling after the whole camp, which means that i can simply continue my routine life without any irritating emotions. People might have thought, 'Hey qz, you had been sleeping throughout the camp, of course there was no feelings left behind.' Yeah, i thought so too. I just simply felt tired and I admit that i hadn't got any good sleep during the days before the camp. I was turning and turning for more than an hour before i entered dreamland. This also means that during the days in the camp was the days i had my best sleeps since don't know when. Thanks linus for that real comfy pillow and jin ping for her warmth sleeping bag. Actually to think about it, the hours i've slept was similar to others, just that the timing was different from others. Maybe its just how people doubt my commitment in this camp. Hmmm... didn't really commit much in the camp for a person who stayed through the prep camp and the whole camp. I'm not like ts and oth who stayed with the freshies and GLs and helped to get the freshies high and not like wj who did a lot of planning which in turn lead to big pile of sai kang. Haha, i'm questioning my worth there. Actually, in the camp i'm more concerned about the welfare of the GMs for i've been one too, i know how they feel, though i didn't really do much. Just had a couple of chats with them during BBQ and preparation for nite walk. Now some GMs do know me as Da Ge.. Ash or simply by tt 'I will follow you' song with that dumb 'GM song' action..
I guess now there must be alot of people missing the times in FO camp especially the GLs. To the all-stars, it may signify the end of poly life and it is a camp that makes us missing SP and CLS club more after we left. I am one of the victim. Suddenly the urge not to let go of my poly life after the camp. The emotions brought upon by this school is just more than our tears or memories can handle. The good and bad times were so realistic as you reminised but as you tried to reach out for it again, you found that it felt so empty again. I miss SP, i miss CLS club...
Away from the FO camp, i had a secondary school gathering yesterday. It was cool to meet up with those that i had completely forgotten the names and those whom are now my khakis and those still in band. Start talking crap to those juniors and entertained them with stupid jokes. I had a real pleasant crowd of audiences whom i really enjoyed talking to. You know when you have a good audience, your confidence really shoot high up. I suddenly felt like i was Russell Peter. lol.. Wanted to take some photos to blog but my phone's camera is really a piece of shit. It is as good as taking a black wall when talking pictures at night. Hang around at esplanade after that with my khakis to enjoy sea breeze and all that. Then, one of my band juniors called me wanted to hear more stories from me. So i simply told him the good old long-enough golden monkey story. My friends were like, 'Hey, relax leh.. your action don't need so big and softer lah.. this is esplanade.. don't make us ps..' Then, they start to comment about me having the potential of being a childhood teacher.. zzz.. Haha, i think i will scare the kids hell off if i'm one. I was so afraid that that junior would call me again everyday to ask me for stories. Lucky he was not a freaking bugger, well at least he didn't call me today. Wuahaha...
Alrite, finally ending up my post. Here i am... sense of satisfaction. Wuahaha... ByezZ~!!
