Monday, June 28, 2010
曬的陽光淋的雨滴 都值得回憶
i think its that time now, when i haven't really accepted the fact that we've passed out.today, seemed like a usual day, going to school, hating having chem (and chem test for that matter), loving chinese and english lessons, trying to pay attention during lit and bio, and ending the day with AMath with Mrs Lim, laughing at my mistakes for the mock paper and getting more marks!
Our juniors just well, seemed the same too
the NCOs gathered at the amphi eating together and trying their hardest to bond; the exact same thing my level used to do; everyday, without fail.
Till the room came along that is.
the sectwos and secthrees, passing our vision occasionally and most of them too shy to look up and say hello.
it was like nothing has changed.
But everything did.
walking past the shaw hall, i was filled with thoughts about our last night as NCOs,
staying up late writing all 21 letters to the NCOs,
eating chips that Debbie brought, trying to resist the temptation of gobbling everything down cause then its ultra fattening,
walking around the hall trying to keep awake,
sitting on the steps of the stage, to make sure i'm meters away from my sleeping bag
finally finishing the letters at 2 plus and then plonking on Diley to sleep.
Sitting on the steps of the amphi, remembering the times we sat there, gathered to do debrief;
The eco-pond, where i last became a casualty for firedrills as an NCO;
The classrooms where i used to teach my beloved secthree juniors RCV, and ending up becoming much closer to them, teaching them how to be good NCOs, telling them to treasure all they have in cadet life;
the canteen, where we last said the Tick-tock cheer as a cadet, screaming our lungs out and laughing at how everyone just goes really loud at "permission to carry on ma'ams!";
the courtyard, where in sec1, i cried while doing leg raisers and pumpings on the hot afternoons on friday, the NCOs then, screaming at us non-stop as our shouts got softer and softer after 50over pumpings and no less then 10mins of leg raisers straight;
and finally;
the gallery, where we last felt that, we really belonged to SCRCY, and the final minutes that SCRCY belonged to us, the final tear falling as we handed over all our work and the Unit.
how come, i can remember all these things so vividly, even after so many months and years?
will i ever be able to forget them, then?
曬的陽光 淋的雨滴 都值得回憶
曾灰心以為 我來錯了世界
太多想法很另類 找不到人瞭解
當我說的感覺 牽動著你的臉
互動的淚 讓我們變得特別
你是我的魔力 想要勇敢就想你
一眨眼睛 把不如意 都變成流星
你是我的魔力 心情不好我就想你
刪除憂鬱 複製甜蜜 笑容不結冰
On 9:01 PM, Carolyn(: let go.
