Alright.
Its been a while since I blogged. The good thing about getting into army is that you will learn to prioritize your time and in the process, you will really see wats important to you. Since I only get to book out during weekends for at most 48 hours(and minimum 36 hours), I really need to plan how to spend my time well. Unlike in the past, where I have almost every week to myself, I can no longer afford to waste my time now. In the past I see my family everyday so I take them for granted. But now, I only get to see them once every week, so gradually, I began to realise how important they are to me.
Army life has been good so far. I am really glad to be in Bronco. However, all this is gonna end in one and a half weeks time when I POP out of Tekong. That aside, something has just ended for me yesterday; my JC education.
Yesterday was the release date for the A levels results and I will just say I did moderately well for it. When I went back to school yesterday afternoon, I saw my chinese sensei 陈老师. She was a nice teacher. We had a very brief moment of chat before she went towards the bus stop while I went into the school building. I guess that might be the last time I will be seeing her. Inside the school, I went to our Performing Arts Center where my principal Brother Paul gave a talk. As usual, students with outstanding results were commended. After that, I left the PAC and I would not expect to enter it again. I saw all my friends. They all looked so different. Elleen especially. Maria even more. Even my form teacher had a new hairstyle. After collection of our results, we went to talk to some of our former teachers. I talked to Mrs Chuah and Mrs Tai and discovered that Mrs Tai's daughter got 8 distinctions for her A levels; 4 As for her subjects and 3 distinctions for her 3 S papers and A1 for GP. I guess this would be considered exceedingly outstanding. But well, shes from RJ after all. I didn't get the chance to talk to Ms. Lim. Guess I won't ever get to see her again.
I sat down with my class in the school canteen and reminisce for perhaps the last time. Some would be going back to their home countries, some would be going overseas to further their studies, some would be working while some, like me, would be serving NS. At this stage of our life, each of us would be busy doing our own stuff. We would all be moving in different paths in life. It might be a long long time before we can have a gathering again.
The sound of the lesson bell ringing... ah, it feels so familiar.
Finally, I left the school and headed for home, never turning back to look at it again. This would probably be my last time leaving CJC for I could not think of any more reason for me to enter CJC again and leave it once more.
*POP = Passing Out Parade
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