pltc.
im sorry.
to myself, the patrol, the course leaders.
that i didnt work hard enough,
that i gave up when i shouldnt,
that i missed the perfect chance,
that i can do it if i just pia abit harder.
this was my chance, my time, and i missed it.
how wrong can i get.
best,
what's my best,
is it what i showed during the camp?
or was it more.
i think its more, but why cant i show it?
forget it, the camp's over.
but it drilled a big hole in me.
on another note,
P1 maxim! (:
although we didnt get first,
and kr's gonna emo cause we didnt get first,
but yea, i love you guys, all of you.
from camp prep sessions,
when the atmosphere was quite tense at first,
and gradually improved with all the dinners together,
the 'feast', satay, sweet talk, sugarcane
bah chor mee and ice kachang when other patrols stare at us with jealousy
the 'efficiency' we had when chionging identity and flag.
bras basah macdonalds.
the hiding adventure we had after 6 oclock.
and many many more.
the many mornings we met together,
just because we feel like meeting,
chionging last min tests revisions together.
to the day in kr's house, just before pltc
the gaying with masheng.
sean and his idiotic videos.
and not to mention that stupid square with same colour game.
trying to pitch tent on the garden -.-
sawing bamboos,
building gadgets using lamp poles.
pizza lunch, and me slping on the sofa.
with the rest watching discovery channel.
to the camp itself.
shall not provide much details.
yea, to be honest, i wasnt really whopping with joy when i first know the groupings.
for reasons unknown to myself too.
but things change, human minds change, mine changed too.
(in alphabetical order)
brendan the no brainer peone (:
fiona great patrol mate (:
hillary and her jokes! (:
kimberly lets be gay together (:
kangrui hi, casualty (:
sean telemarketer haha (:
sara our cheering ic (:
yijia thanks(:
there's still pioneering.
im going to look forward to the future,
and try again, and again.
P1 maxim, forever.