Sunday, July 31, 2005
sigh. now that national day is approaching, i can't help but be reminded all over again for the thousandth time of my platoonmates.
last year, we rod, we camped in school to practise for our precision drill performance. crying as i saw all my platoonmates sound asleep cos i knew i would never see their baby faces when they are sleeping. staying up all night to make their albums. dozing off on the parade square while waiting for the guest of honour. can you believe that. me and jas didn't sleep a wink.
and then crying all over again when we were interlocking our arms singing all the national day songs. giving them the albums. crying again when we saw the slides our cadets made for us.
it was all the tears and all the feelings that gushed out.
sigh. this year, it won't be us. i have to say that the only regret i have as i left ncc was not being a good nco to my part c cadets. i know they treat me as if i'm invisible cos i've never really helped them openly. i'm the kind that plans all the things merticulously back-stage. no one knows all the effort you put in behind the wraps. oh well, it has always been the same throughout my 4 years. even for my platoon.
but i never ask for anything in return. just their smiles will do.
.lost.`@ 2:58 PM
