My Island.

Thursday, June 26, 2008

The seiyuu list for APH's first drama CD is out today! I don't know a lot of them (I think I've only heard Katsuyuki Konishi's voice) but I intend to suss out clips and decide whether it fits them nicely.

Japan: Hiroki Takahashi (Arthur Trine in GSD, Rayne in Neo Angelique, Squalo in KHR)
Italy: Daisuke Namikawa (Fay in Tsubasa, Leo in Terra e..., Michael Trinity in G00)
Germany: Hiroki Yasumoto
America: Katsuyuki Konishi (Hagi in Blood+, Komui in D.Gray-man, Johann Trinity in G00, Amidamaru in Shaman King, Fulle in Scrapped Princess)
UK: Sugiyama Noriaki (Tony in Terra e...)
France: Onosaka Masaya (Isaac Dian in Baccano!)
Russia: Takato Yasuhiro (Gluttony in FMA)
Austria: Sasanuma Akira (Dearka Elsman in GS/D)
Lithuania: Takeuchi Ken

I'm surprised at America's choice of seiyuu though. Katsuyuki Konishi has a pretty deep voice, I expected America to have a young-ish voice, like genki and a little high since he's 19 years old and seems to act pretty childish.

Tony sounds a little like a whiny brat, so...um, UK? He's actually older than America by four years. I kinda thought America would be the whiny one. Russia's voice is pretty fitting too, I think, from what little I've heard Gluttony speak on a Youtube clip. He sounds absolutely manic. Russia <3

Oh Chem.

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Hey. I don't control the number of pushups you do, and I don't want to use PT as a punishment unless I'm feeling especially evil. But seriously, you guys, me included, need the PT.

All I'd like to say is that I'm a senior and the way you phrased your reply was rather rude and offensive. No amount of square smilies is going to change its tone. It's true: don't assume that all visitors to my blog are NCC cadets. You've asked me that question more than once already. I do have friends outside of the CCA too.

Advice can be heeded or ignored. I can be advised to listen to your advice but I can also choose to ignore it. Bear in mind it's my tagboard and my blog; the same way you have rules on your blog and you basically have control over your tagboard means I do too on my own blog and tagboard.

I may sound nice on tagboards and everything. Sure, I'm perfectly alright like this. I don't want NCC Air to be like Land. I want to have a friendly relationship between juniors and seniors, an atmosphere where you can joke around to a certain extent. However, you have to remember that I am still your senior and you don't take such friendliness as a weakness or an opening for you to overstep the boundaries.

Labels: anime, emo rant

6/26/2008 08:45:00 PM

Monday, June 23, 2008

All is white
I think it snowed
In the night
Everything is cold
So cold outside

I listen to the wind
All alone
I know it means
A storm will come

[Refrain]
I want to live
In paradise
I want to live in the south
I want to live
In paradise
At the south of the earth tonight

All is white
I know it snowed
In the night
Everything is cold
So cold outside

I try to be calm
It's a lonely trip
Listen to my eyes
Listen to my lips

[Refrain x2]

At the south of the earth tonight

I want to live in paradise
I want to live in paradise

- All is White, Emilie Simon

Ever since I heard this song for March of the Penguins' commercial on Arts Central, it's been stuck in my head. It's a lovely song, but rather lonely, especially when you relate it to the penguins and their harsh habitat in the Antarctic.

I wonder what it's like to be at the Antarctic in the timeframe where the sun never rises, and eternal night sets in for the time being...wouldn't that be very melancholic?

Labels: song

6/23/2008 11:46:00 PM

I am getting more excited about drama as the days go by! It feels great to act in a play! At first you might have reservations about it, but in this sort of comedic drama where you have to go all out and make the audience laugh, it doesn't really matter if you're over the top. So long as you're not too over the top.

Apparently we've oversold, hahaha. The KS Chee has a seating capacity of about 170, and we sold like 210 seats. Ouch. They're adding two more rows of seats at the front though. Wow, 210 pairs of eyes on us in one night! Got to be brave! You can't laugh in your own comedic drama!

Oh. We have this rather odd SS teacher by the name of Mr Lee. Well, his full initials are T.J.L.K.K but on the first day he only allowed us the knowledge of his first name and surname. Apparently today Mrs Hoo introduced the new teachers to the school and she said his middle name so now we know it's Mr Thomas Jeremy Lee something-something. I think. Everyone went like, "Hey, we can call you Tom and Jerry!".

Perhaps that's why he'd much rather not tell us his full name, then.

He wants us to call him Tom in class, rather than a formal Mr Lee, unless we're out of the classroom or another teacher's in the classroom with us. So far no one's got the guts to call him Tom, so we're still "Mr Lee" here and there.

Tonight I have to finish my ideation/design brief and print them out, as well as cut the board to A2 size. I also have to finish Assignment 3 of Math and do that Chem worksheet..

Labels: school

6/23/2008 09:44:00 PM

Saturday, June 21, 2008

People always say they should have done or not done certain things in retrospect, but the fact remains that it has or has not occurred at that point in time and you can never go back to change anything about it, no matter what the consequences.

Design competition due next Monday which I haven't started on and have no inspiration for at all, Malay drama staging next Saturday, Math assignment due next Tuesday, Malay articles to search for, holiday Chemistry revision I haven't done and will be tested on, various Performance Tasks that I have barely started on...

Today would have been a perfect day to start on my designs, the Malay articles and the Math assignment.

Instead, I chose to accompany my mother and younger brother (I can't call him little now, he's nearly my height) to Larkin Terminal, and then to Angsana. I didn't want to disappoint my mom, since I was so eager to go to Johor last time but couldn't because of school.

I did have fun though. We ate the set meal at Dunkin' Donuts, and I was happy that my mom was happy that I was happy and you know what, that didn't really make sense but I think it's clearly established that we were all quite content. I love that place. It's got a sort of old feel to it, something you would expect to see in the past. The majority of Malaysia's like that. It's a refreshing change from the sleek, shiny, clean buildings and shops in Singapore. Heck, even Chinatown and Little India's more modern than some parts of Malaysia.

I could sit all day in that Dunkin' Donuts, looking out the window at the buses passing by and absent-mindedly chewing on a donut.

My mom was rather generous on that trip. She bought for us our little wants, even if we didn't explicitly say we wanted it. She'll be like, "No, it's okay, go buy it" and secretly inside we'd be glad and happy all over. Like bubble tea and Slurpee when we said we were thirsty, candy floss at a stall we merely passed by, like the chocolate drink we tasted and said we liked, the Mega-Big-Mac meal at McDonald's...

It makes me cry a little wondering how I'm ever going to repay her back for being such a brilliant mom. Yeah, I bet some of you will be thinking, "That's nothing!" but you can't forget the little things in life. Some people can get everything they want just by asking for it, but sometimes they don't get what's really important like their parents' love and attention. I think I'm very lucky indeed.

During Gold Wing when I had to wake up really early my dad woke up with me and prepared Milo and breakfast while I hurriedly got changed. He made me breakfast and rented a car to rush me to Specs Course when I was crying angrily in protest against Specs Course and running late.

I remember in P5 or P6 he bought a Ragnarok game CD for me when he saw it, something like a birthday present. It was such a small gift but it brought me great joy to know that he cared. Or randomly he'd ask us if we wanted to go for a little walk to the nearby eatery and buy whatever we wanted to eat, even things like fresh watermelon and apple juice which, at $2.50 each seems like quite a small luxury to me.

I've got to study harder.

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MY OLD PASSPORT PHOTO IS SO CUTE. It was taken in 1999 when I was five years old, still in K2 and wearing dresses constantly *le gasp*. I shall never return to the time when my hair stayed neat, my face hadn't broken out in chronic acne, I still had all my baby teeth and my parents always needed to hold my hand when I crossed the road.

Sometimes they still do, now.

Wistful Muni is wistful.

Labels: emo rant

6/21/2008 10:20:00 PM

Monday, June 16, 2008

Aha. Fast approaching my 450th post. I could've sworn one of my past New Year resolutions was to reach 900 posts by...2007? Sigh, you're reckless when you're young.

So. It is now exactly 2.30am and I am still awake, obviously. Doing little and thinking little but whatever I'm blogging now. You know what? I find that I think and reflect quite a lot while showering. Well, Archimedes came up with some famous idea in the tub and ran out in the streets naked, but that was his problem. Being arrested for indecent exposure didn't exist in his time.

It's like commuting. You have absolutely nothing to do while you wait and so you just think. Usually I'd think about recent events, feelings, ideas. Then I'd proceed to facepalm and distract myself. Well, on the bus I'd be mentally facepalming myself since I'd look utterly stupid doing that in full view on everyone on the bus. Not to mention my forehead's already got its share of hard knocks on the bus, thanks to the idiotic windows and my inability to stay still when sleeping.

I want to go to the beach right now~ I want to go somewhere like Changi or East Coast or Mount Faber, I wouldn't mind just going to Sembawang Beach either, and I want to watch the bright lights at the port or look out to sea, maybe at the quietly-passing ships or the dark mass of Johor with its sparse lighting and wonder how the hell people live in that dark place. I want to look at the rows and rows of HDB buildings with their still, silent corridors still lit and all the dark windows. I want to sit at the hawker centre near Changi Jetty, in front of that drinks stall with the blaring music and just sip Milo slowly, waiting for dawn to come.

I want to step out of the house, wearing my flip-flops, just walking towards the MRT station with an umbrella in hand to whack anyone who dares try anything funny on me. I want to try walking into Macs at 3am and buy myself something to eat, like fries. Or perhaps I want to go to Mustafa and look around, see what kind of people shop there so early in the morning. I want to go to the airport and walk around the air-conditioned terminals, looking out the viewing galleries and watch the planes arriving at night.

I remember once my dad woke the whole family up at 3 or 4am and packed us all in a van. He drove us all the way to the Jurong Fishing Port, still in our pajamas and flip-flops, and we walked around looking at the fisherman with their haul of fish so early in the morning! What a job! I think I might like a night shift, but I'd get so lonely because I know everyone else is asleep...

Labels: random

6/16/2008 02:24:00 AM

Saturday, June 14, 2008

This deserves a titled post all on its own because of its sheer randomness. And the fact that the first post was getting long.

I JUST LOVE NCC HQ BEDS. THEY ARE SUPER COMFORTABLE.

The first night I slept in them, I must've been pretty sleepy because I almost immediately dozed off, comfortably wrapped in the blanket. I slept so fitfully that when I was woken up I thought I was back home again. Got a damn rude shock when I looked around and realised I was still in the HQ bunk along with the rest of my bunkmates. I felt such a huge disappointment then. I know I dreamt something, but I forgot what.

On the second night, I had a really odd dream. I dreamt I was walking through the sterile white corridors of a hospital. Suddenly I heard a patient's rasping breaths through a ward door and I quickly went in. To my horror the patient was thrashing around on his bed, having uncontrollable violent spasms. Now, in this dream I'm merely an onlooker, and I can't do anything, so I can't call a doctor to come quick.

The patient's actions were so violent, he fell off the bed onto the floor and continued spasming. (In my dreams there are also odd background voiceover commentaries and written notes all over. Who knows where they come from, they don't make much sense, unfortunately.) Cue voiceover commentary: If the doctors don't come soon, he will have massive bleeding in his brain. *doctors finally rush in to save him. scene cuts to a top view of him rasping away, being rushed on a gurney* "It was originally toxic narcolepsy, but he recovered. If it has gotten worse...". The doctors then put a bag, like those IV drip types, in his mouth and suddenly it started filling up with pale pink blood (therefore indicating a lack of oxygen) and then he started choking, and I myself felt my throat start to constrict...

To make things clear, there is no such thing as toxic narcolepsy. I told you my brain made up crap. Secondly, this is all Shoban's fault. That day he was telling us how he didn't sleep at all the night before, because every 15 minutes he had to walk up to some guy's bunk and make sure he was alright. He had also spent two hours holding that same guy down because he was having violent spasms since he didn't take his medication on time. Apparently, all night Shoban was just staring at the guy sleep. No wonder he keeps nodding off in the day.

I woke up after that dream feeling very scared and my throat choked. o.O;;; I woke up at around 5.30 (yay automatic!) and since I was wearing shorts that night to sleep it was freaking cold. I got out of bed and spent the next ten minutes walking around wrapped in the blanket. xD Hui Yi may say it's gross, but it's really comfortable!

Although I realise if I want to sleep on that bed again, I'll have to go for future camps like Senior Specs and whatever. NO WAY.

Labels: NCC

6/14/2008 10:35:00 PM

HELLO ALL. I am back from Specs Course! It was bloody easier than I expected. I can't believe I wasted my emotional reserves worrying about it now! But you can't be too complacent about it either...

I am now officially known as 2SG Munirah! After hearing about my just-pass IFC test and my completely crappy mutuals, I thought I wouldn't get the rank at all but I guess my trainfire and the written tests pulled me up. Or it's just because I passed the Air Proficiency test. (If you don't pass, you can't be a Specialist because...you're an Air cadet. How can you not know air stuff?)

Now I've got a freaking huge badge to weigh down my No. 3. Oh, and I didn't know the No. 4 Specialist thingy was called a cookie. It does not remind me in any way of a cookie. Ew. A cookie is ~~crispy~~ crunchy. That thing is not crunchy at all, unless you're talking about the crrrrk~ sound of the velcro.

RGS NCC Air also netted more than half the awards, which means we beat NCC Land. Out of nine awards, we swept six of them, including COURSE BEST, thanks to our excellent PTI Celeste! She totally deserves that award. Thanks for encouraging me often! Jaslyn, Julie, Kathryn and Liyana received Platoon Best awards for their respective platoons in Typhoon and Hurricane companies, while Tiffany received Company Best for Hurricane. Congrats all! Nana~ <3 you!

But with every big win there are also losses.

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Damn it, Specs Course really-! Shook me up badly before the damn thing even began lah! I stayed up until 4.15am finishing only my IFC mutual aid before I decided to wing it for trainfire and sleep. Even then I had to ask my sisters to help me ink in the stencils. So I had only one hour of sleep, and when I woke up I was damn irritable.

I CRIED OKAY. Kind of embarrassing to say that now, but that's what I did all morning until I reached the meeting point. I was running late so my dad had to rent a car to drive me there in time. When I got there, I stepped out looking extremely stone to the point where everyone found it amusing, the way I turned up looking like that. I was so freaking angry with my mutual groupmates on the way there but it simply evaporated the instant I saw the platoon. EH, BE GLAD GUYS. IT SHOWS I LOVE YOU ALL. ODDLY ENOUGH.

Oh, and I forgot my toothbrush again. This is the longest time since OBS, where I didn't brush my teeth for five days. Ohohoho. Feeling the plaque on my teeth really disgusted me.

Out of the four PC/APCs in charge of our platoon, Shoban was the most entertaining. He taught us the "Loser" cheer and demonstrated the bimbo cheer for us, exuding extreme drama-mama vibes as he did so. I think the "Loser" cheer's grown on me. It's quite fun to do! Apparently my sisters know of the bimbo cheer too. o.O

I love stripping/assembling the rifle! It's like piecing together a puzzle, you've got to chuck the right pieces in the right places or it won't work. If the pin thing on my rifle was working smoothly I would've been the fastest in my row. >: D So proud of that part.

Oh, and marksmanship fundamentals! Whether you pass or fail literally depends on the drop of a coin. The test is really simple, you just set the rifle to safe and aim, and then with the coin on the tip of the rifle you have to switch to semi and fire off. If the coin drops, you fail. Luckily Julie and I managed to pass on the first attempt. I wasn't aiming at anything when I did it. xD Can't see much through the rear sight aperture...

To celebrate our passing out, we went for pizza since Benedict did say he was going to treat us to pizza if 60% of us pass out as 2SG. We waited for around 30 minutes outside Amoy Quee HQ, and to amuse ourselves Nana and I decided to hide behind a tree, which then evolved into attempting to camouflage ourselves against the trees and grass, hiding from Benedict and our platoonmates. We quickly surrendered though >_>;; While spraying themselves with deodorant, people like Miranda, Hui Yi, Amanda...ran after Benedict to spray him with it too. xD

We ended up going to Pizza Hut at Causeway Point, because we all thought there wasn't any at Junction 8. Debbie and Feline was waiting there, and in the end it was Debbie who treated us, telling us to order anything we wanted. We all ended up ordering three sets of the Hut's Fiesta Set. One set costs $43.50, and we ordered 3, and then the (Retired)/CLTs ordered their own set and an extra drink, plus service charge, so it's definitely over $150. D: We wanted to pay half of the price. Don't know when that'll be though, we have to collect money from all of us.

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My mom's coming back tomorrow! Yay~ And my dad reformatted my comp so now I have sound as well as my graphics card back. HELLO GE AND YOUTUBE.

Oh wait. Homework.

Labels: NCC

6/14/2008 09:33:00 PM

Wednesday, June 11, 2008

Damn, I am probably way too sentimental for my own good.

I DON'T WANT TO GO TOMORROW.

Especially the fact that my mom's going away today until Sunday to KL with some of my relatives. It doesn't feel okay if she's not at home. ;A; And she won't be at home when I come back from Specs Course.

I want to stay at home and just study for Chem: I'd rather do FIVE full-length Chem papers than go for Specs, maybe even TEN! This is how much I don't want to go. I wonder, if I promise my dad that I'll study continuously for the three days of Specs, will he allow me to stay at home?

I mean, I'll most likely not continue NCC in JC (aka become a CO) so what's the point of attaining so many CCA points for? After all, I still have Infocomm Club and Perbayu to fall back on for points if needed. I've got six so far, especially from last year's promotion to Corporal which netted 3 points.

Oh damn, apparently CCA points have some use. If I don't go, then I won't get promoted to 2SG. I suppose each promotion is like, 3 points? If so, I would have 9 points by now, plus 1 or not depending on whether the Perbayu play counts. 9 points gives you a C6 - which would roughly be a C.

I think eating those sweets managed to partly rid me of my throat discomfort. I don't feel feverish or anything...

My mom's going off soon...

Labels: life, NCC

6/11/2008 06:41:00 PM

Monday, June 09, 2008

I'm currently doing mutuals right now, and I've only completely finished one page since this afternoon. What the hell. I've halfway stencilled the lines for TI: Purpose and drawn the measurements for some other bit. I still haven't done Trina's trainfire cover page and they want to meet tomorrow?! BLOODY HELL. I'VE BARELY STARTED ON MINE, OKAY?

Whose fault was it who didn't tell me you guys started last week? >_>;;; Now I'm severely behind, okay?!

I HAVEN'T EVEN DONE MY OWN MUTUALS YOU WANT ME TO DO FOR SOMEONE ELSE. GAH ASDKLJFWHATEVER.

If it wasn't bad enough I wasted 1 1/2 hours going to Tampines and back just for TWO PAIRS OF RANKS AND A GODDAMN BADGE, now I have to deal with crappy MUTUALS.

MUTUALS ARE CRAPPY PIECES OF VANGUARD SHEETS WHERE YOU HAVE TO STENCIL LETTERS AND WORDS OF YOUR ASSIGNED TOPIC. YOU ARE EXPECTED TO UNDERSTAND YOUR TOPIC AND KNOW HOW TO TEACH IT TO A BUNCH OF GOONS AKA YOUR SECTION MATES WHO FEIGN IGNORANCE.

THE WORST PART IS YOU HAVE TO FUCKING STENCIL EVERY INDIVIDUAL LETTER DOWN. AND EVERY LETTER HAS TO BE THE EXACT SAME DISTANCE FROM EACH OTHER, EVERY WORD, EVERY BORDER, WHATEVER BLOODY FREAKING CRAP YOU MEASURED.

FUCKING STENCILLED!

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In calmer news...

I have found a new manga I love! It's called Vampire Doll: Guilt-na-Zan. I borrowed the first volume from the National Library and found it pretty interesting. It's a gender-bender story. Guilt-na-Zan, the lord of vampires, was sealed in a cross by the exorcist Kyoeisai Yotobari a hundred years ago, but now his soul has been transferred into a wax doll by Kyoeisai's descendant Kyoji. To be precise, a female wax doll modeled after Kyoji's younger sister Tonae. This female form is named Guilt-na and she is forced to become Kyoji's maid or be sealed again in the cross.

As an added bonus, Kyoji has a twin brother Kyoichi. WHY. HOT TWINS. RAWRRR. Think Hagi-sort of hot, but significantly less serious. The whole thing is meant to be rather humorous. There's an extremely slight element of BL here, because in Tonae's school there are two boys who are constantly at each other's necks. Cue a demon who gains power by absorbing negative vibes...and poof! The two loggerheads start going all lovey-dovey. HAHA.

AAAH I WANT TO SEE SOME KYOJI X GUILT-NA PLEASE. Bet they'd be awfully cute together >: D

OKAY BETTER CONTINUE WITH MUTUALS DAMMIT. I AM GOING TO STAY UP ALL NIGHT DOING THE DAMN THINGS.

Labels: manga, NCC

6/09/2008 09:08:00 PM

Sunday, June 08, 2008

Specs Course in...four days. Looks like I can't even blog properly without having to say "OMFGasdjkl SPECS COURSSSSSE!" first. Also this is the 444th post. Oh my.

Julie sent us all an email containing some info we might need for Specs from Benedict, as well as our tentative groupings. I'm in Typhoon 2 with Julie and some 'apparently nice CLTs'. Nana my NCC Prozac is in a Hurricane group with Trina and some ACS(I) boys.

How odd that ACS(I) boys become part of 'essential information'. One day I am going to get damn sick of being lumped together with them. Or actually hearing about them, but that's going to be impossible with the Endau Rompin people and their very odd scandals.

My favourite line of all in the email:

"The trick is this when it comes to spec, the first person to fear, loses."

Oh okay! Guess what? I already lost before the whole damn thing even began! Hooray for low self-esteem and confidence, and shaky mental strength! Like it isn't bad enough I feel insecure about my lack of skills!

I'll be lucky to pass this damn course. Please, please let it be after...!

Oh, and the last point about cheesecake. As much as I've been longing to eat cheesecake since forever, that is just creepy. I am very sure he will never do that for the ACS(I) cadets. He did say he was going to be more involved in our trainings, but...er.

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(Continued on 9th June)

Speaking of cheesecakes, I wish I had finished that cheesecake I ate about ten years ago. It was at the obsolete bookstore, I can't remember whether it was W.H. Smith or MPH or whatever, near RGS' old campus somewhere near CHIJMES. If I recall correctly the cheesecake was delicious, but too rich for my four-year-old tastes. Damn! Wasted.

And today I went to Julie's house to start on mutuals. I was late getting there because I took practically 30 minutes to work up the courage to ask the assistants and confirm where the damn vanguard sheets were. And then ten minutes worrying if I had enough money to pay for them. When Julie picked me up, I found out the three of them had already started since last week. Nice of you to tell me that now that I have less than four days to complete all my mutuals.

Even worse that Amanda wants us to go all the way to TAMPINES MRT to collect our ranks. Like WTF. Waste time lah, I might as well have bought my ranks AND GOT THEM SEWN ON WITHOUT BOTHERING MY MOM at Army Market at the same time I went there to get my nametag sewn on. Completely last minute too.

I am so totally waking up early tomorrow to do my mutuals and see if my mom can accompany me to go cut my hair. Now I have to take the 969 bus at around 11am just to get to Tampines AND THEN GO BACK. SO LAME. Just for two pairs of ranks and a badge I COULD HAVE BOUGHT AT THE GODDAMN MARKET.

Thanks, much.

Labels: NCC

6/08/2008 01:05:00 AM

Wednesday, June 04, 2008

So. Gold Wing is over.

Damn, that test was something. Bet the guys who set the questions of the test decided to be especially evil. IT WAS SPECIFICALLY ENGINEERED SO THAT PEOPLE WOULDN'T FAIL EASILY D: <

Probably to act as a countermeasure for people who don't want to go for Specs Course. Although you can fail if 1) you deliberately filled in the wrong answers or 2) you didn't do the test at all. Don't they want to test us for a comprehensive understanding of the knowledge we've learnt so far or what? Some of the answers were painfully obvious. I immediately burst out laughing when I saw the first question owo;;

Even if I tried to fail deliberately, Benedict checked my papers since I had finished early. I think he'd have asked me to redo the whole thing and shade the correct answers instead. I wonder. What if I fall sick before Specs Course? Hurhurhur. Then I'd still be a 3SG but not have to go for SC! HA.

I should be celebrating my good health, not wishing for illness! Stupid, stupid, stupid. I'll regret it if I contract some especially sinister sickness.

Although now there seems to be more stress since we have TWO mutuals to prepare for, trainfire and IFC. I'm doing unloading/loading of rifle and target indication respectively. Aw man, I don't want to go for Math Clinic tomorrow, and I don't want to go for Malay play rehearsals either! JUNE HOLIDAYS...SUCK.

Huichen's not going for Specs Course! Nor is Arasi and Chloe! What the-

Labels: NCC

6/04/2008 11:23:00 PM

Sunday, June 01, 2008

SPECS COURSE IN...ABOUT TWO WEEKS.

What an omen. Friday the 13th's the second day of camp. Maybe it means camp's gonna be hellish then, ha. Ha. Okay, that's not really funny.

Cheng Ee's recount of Specs Course didn't sound so bad, especially PT because apparently they said not to have strenuous exercises. Celeste will be disappointed if that is the case. I don't know, but NCC Land is more prepared than Air so asdlkjf. Different people, different circumstances?! D: I don't like leading people! This is why you see Celeste normally leading PT while I am the...supplement. Hah.

Damnn. MUTUALS?! TARGET INDICATION?! I think I should practice. Every time I walk out, I should look at something and go like "Squad 1/2 left, badminton pole, 200m so on so forth..."

It's my dad's birthday today, and I thought we were going to have a family celebration in general but then my parents went alone, sulking because the children were taking too long to dress up and go. And I kept asking where we were going. Meh. Kids aren't the only ones who can sulk, you know. My mom does that rather often. >_>;; She's the one who encouraged me to ask questions if I was unsure!

I do hope we still do have a family celebration! Or I'll feel guilty.

Tomorrow's the first day of Gold Wing. I like the name Silver Wing better. It sounds so much more sophisticated, haha, but it has nothing to do with sophistication. Got to wake up early tomorrow and arrive at Toa Payoh Bus Interchange by 6.45am x_o I remember it was pretty hellish to get back because there's only one bus that goes there!

Oh crap if we have lunch they'll tell us to finish the whole thing. Should starve myself for breakfast? Then I won't be able to concentrate, but not like I even have the time for breakfast! The last time the guys were so pathetic. They couldn't even finish the food! I think it was Trina? who said there was ice cream this time.

Oh well. Have to prep for tomorrow? Oowah. Then after Gold Wing I still have to wake up early again and go for Math Clinic!

Labels: life, NCC

6/01/2008 02:46:00 PM