NCC Annual Camp 08
So I went back to school last night because LS, BW and CDD called me to go back. At 10AM. I think it's a bit keesiao, but I think that keesiao is a bit of an understatement. The number of commuters on my bus didn't exceed one digit.
Anyway, I went back and found the 3 of them at the canteen. I just jumped over the wall from the front, couldn't be bothered to walk to the back because even if the police tried catching me again, I could argue that I'm innocent and that my innocence could be proven by the people who are camping inside, who are my juniors. I win. Not that anything of that sort happened though, I was too quick for the police. Wait, they weren't there at that time.
I thought that WX and RY would be there also, but I was sort of scammed. Ah well, this should teach people who are organizing class gatherings and stuff a lesson--just say 'Everyone coming, you want come?' A lot of people would reply 'Eh who going? Tell me the list then I decide.' Too much of a hassle, and if everyone waits for someone else to make the first decision, nothing could be done.
Anyway, we went out for supper after awhile. The walk to Bishan Market was fun, with all the comments being thrown at random girls who walk past us. Whoa, night scenery quite picturesque. If you get what I mean.
Went to Shop and Save and bought some canned drinks, all the Wang Zai milk. And we threw them into the ice-cream refrigerator and stoned around while waiting for it to chill. Such drinks are best consumed chilled. How nice.
Got back to school at around 1.30AM? Forgot. Played a lot of shit with the noisy roller chairs, like rolling down the slope just outside the store. It makes a hell load of noise and I was rather worried that we'd wake the NPCC people up because they were sleeping in their store, and their store is near our store which is near the slope. Turns out we woke TDS up. Fun. Not feeling guilty though.
We then played jousting with those chairs and bamboo poles we picked up from the pile of bamboos lying around. Dang fun, and a lot of noise generated. Can't be helped. Bamboos are supposed to make noise when they clash anyway, no harm done. Not that we know of any done.
Then their supposed 'Hell Night' came at 2.45AM. I think they took 10minutes to come down from the fire drill. Wow. And it got so boring that the other 3 fell asleep halfway at the canteen. I found the standard hard to stomach, so I went to eat my cup noodles while watching the campers get 'tortured'. When they were released, I checked my watch to determine how long the 'hell night' was. Whoohoo, 3.35AM, so much for a hell night. I found that crappy, and after finishing my cup noodles I went to sleep.
Oops, that cup of noodles was my third supper for that night. No wonder I'm feeling dang hungry and fat now.
Oh yea, I asked one of the Sec 3s what they were doing. His name resembles someone important, but I shan't name him. The conversation, below:
Me: Was that hell night?
Part C: Yea.
Me: 30minutes, hell night? Like fire drill like that.
Part C: It's a fire drill.
Me: So hell night = fire drill?
Part C: Yea.
But no one can blame them for not knowing the true terror of hell nights. After all, they've only been through one, and that was when they were Sec 1s. We've had 2 full encounters and we know that it's not just a 'fire drill'.
It is fucking troublesome having to answer parents who would go all out to protect their children from the terrors of the CCA of their child's choice. It is fucking irritating when all these forms of protectiveness inhibits our productivity to the CCA, as our teachers would have to answer to the parents should their children get injured or 'traumatized'. Also, calls would come in if these pampered..people complain to their parents about how tough training was. All the pressure would go to the teachers, who would then review and scrap off almost everything that raised objections from parents because there is no defence for protectiveness.
'Ahh, my son is a wimp, he cannot take it, he might die!'
'Ahh, I'm trying to be pretentious by saying that my son can take it, but because in reality he can't and I want to save his face, I'd say that other children cannot take it, this has to be scrapped!'
'Ahh, this is so tough, I don't think I can take it and I don't have faith in my son's physical abilities so he cannot take it either!'
The list above is not exhaustive, but I'm exhausted just typing it out. And I can't spew vulgarities as those are my juniors and as much as I don't like it, I know it's not their fault as it's ultimately their parents' fault.
It boils my blood. This reminds me of the NCC Air Stomp! thing. Seriously, if you think that your son tak boleh tahan, don't even send him to a uniform group to become a pathetic excuse for a UG member. Don't make things tough for the CCA leaders just because you want your son to be tough yet not get strained too much physically.
On a completely different note, I've been going to school for the past 4days when I realized that after I take my shower, I'd wear another pair of green school pants. After seeing this pattern, I decided that if there's a way to make the pants integrate with my thighs, I'd go for it.
Oh yea, and I could teach you how to get fat. Eat 3suppers in one night. That's healthy. Definitely.
-- 6/07/2008 07:44:00 PM
