I guess I'm the last one to actually open up Blogger & actually start typing sth solid to post. Well, just one piece of redundant info to all readers for a start, because I'm wallowing in self pity; my hard disk crashed, & I've lost all my pictures, videos & documents. Okay, one day when I'm really free I shall collect them back again.

Anyway, POP is over. The camp started as a major cock-up, I think no one will deny that, but I suppose things gradually got better as the sec 3s got more & more used to being the ICs. Conquer O on Friday seemed especially long, though I can't picture why. So when it was finally over, the 'slacker' NCOs went down to the RC room to dump our stuff there. I suppose at that time, no one really felt that that would be the last 2 days we can still claim the room is ours.

Ehmm, okay as for the minute details, I have to skip. So, digressing to after our food shopping spree, the 6 NCOs returned to school & merrily started a fire for our outdoor cooking. At that time, the joy of being able to actually sit outside the redcross room to peacefully eat a meal was very satisfying. Picture a dark sky, dim lights from the corridor, & the warmth of the flame coming from under the mass tins, not forgetting the aroma of the food cooking. Okay well, its just so family-like.

& at night, that was when the 'camp' really started. Well, I know the sec 2s will hate me for what I've done, though no one will actually be so blunt to say it out. I just hope you'll be able to endure, no matter how tough things are. D'you know how much it hurt to actually stand there and watch you all crumble? But someone still has to do the dirty job. & after the plenty drilling sessions, we all sincerely hope that you'd all grow, to acheive BIG things. Because we can see potential.

As for sec 1s, like I said, I don't really know you people yet. But it is definitely visible that you all have sort of understood a few of the many rules of being a UGian. The road upcoming ain't easy, that's for sure. But as long as there's passion, as well as due effort, things will flow smoothly. I was glad & amazed that sec 1s, being sec 1s, could really improve overnight. Their drills improved the very next day, & their mindset of 'no, I'm not ready for POP' could change to 'YES, I'm ready for POP'. You could say it was heartwarming.

After 'tucking' the dear cadets into 'bed', the NCOs retired for the night as well. A few knocked out straightaway. Qh & I were the 'survivors'. She passed time playing Vanessa's PSP, while I sat quietly in thought, or rather I was trying to go to sleep. Qh mumbled nonsensical stuff out, which the half-asleep Vanessa would stifle out a laugh. At that time, it was around 3.00am. Awhile later, the rain came, bringing about a refreshing breeze. It was cold, but Qh & I ventured out of our cosy abode. Then we plonked onto the chairs at the foyer, cause not much strength was left of our tired bodies. A small conversation was held, afterwhich we slept. Apparently I couldn't sleep, which was such a waste, cause my eyelids were drooping but my brain just didn't want to shut down yet. When I finally could, my stomach had to cruelly wake me up; I felt like vomitting so I hurriedly switched positions, till I was sitting on the foyer floor. Pathetic huh, but then again, not long after, I was awoken by Edna, it was 5.ooam. How timely.

We tried to wake the sleeping beauty up, but she didn't budge, so we took a walk & gave a morning call to the cadets. They responded to our first call. (: PT was next, initially I ran with them, but decided to stay back to attend to the 'patients'. At least it was fruitful, as I made my first talk with Joey & Hwee Tong.

Time crawled by before it was the last rehearsal for POP. Everyone was perked up by that time, & were able to execute considerably standard drills upon Cx's command. As the 'guests' slowly arrived, the NCOs were donning on their immaculate uniform filled with badges. It was busy time for the sec 3s as they had to boost the morale of the sec 1s & 2s, to gear them up for their grand entrance. As the Guard-Of-H& honour contingent marched smartly into the parade square, I could feel the stares from all around. I suppose the six of us were bursting with pride, a sight not to be missed. As the parade commenced, things were going awry as cock-ups surfaced. & when the GOH contingent blasted the final cheer, the voices were filled with enthusiasm, & at the end, we won applauds from the audience; Yf pulled of my beret too.

It was after the parade that many unexpected incidents came simultaneously. That incured my wrath & all I could do was to helplessly pace around the 2nd floor of our school. Deep in thought, I held onto the 2 keys linked together by a keyring. I realised that there's always only room for 2, which leaves me feeling uneasy. After I was satisfied, I stopped & returned to the stuffy room. It was still hours to go before the anticipated farewell party. Everyone preoccupied themselves with something; I was still disorientated & fidgety. Finally as the minutes inched nearer, the NCOs got ready to leave the room. Outside stood the sec 2s, who were adamant about putting on bandages for us. Fortunately I managed to get away, & ended up behind a pillar less than 10m from the AVA room. No one could find me, until Yiling spotted me.

Digressing, I realised my post is redundantly lengthy. I didn't bother to summarise my words, & at some points, I too realised that I have no idea what I'm typing. Well the farewell party shall be explained at a later date, when I feel I have the inspiration to type. As for now, I shall sleep, & tmr there's still the maths camp. Sighhhhhhh.