Knickers.

Courtesy of Jean.
Temasek Polytechnic, school of Business.
Diploma in Retail Management.

I speak my own words like phases of the baked moon. I live my own life like thunders of the monstrous storms.


Tuesday, April 15, 2008

How should I even begin? This very day, 15 April 2008, a Tuesday, is a sombre yet memorable day. It marks a really important day in my calender of life. To me, it is a milestone event. Today was our last day of CCA.

The climax of the day concentrated in the afternoon. Ain, Siska, Swee Min, Hui Bin, Shazni and I went down for CCA a little later. Mrs Tan returned yet Mr Choo was ill so he was unable to attend today's POP. Such a pity. Initially, my mind was almost entirely filled with pictures, pictures, pictures. All I could really think of was to snap GBs of pictures. Apparently, all of us, Deltas, took pictures after pictures. Anyway, I accidentally scratched Hadi at the corner of his mouth and I really felt bad about it. Sorry!

Dry run was cool as Hanan and I were pretty much flummoxed and Albin Lye Fake Good pretended to know everything. Haa. Hanan relied so much on BM. All of us were really laughing like we have never laughed before, especially Hanan and I. I took the dry run lightly as I thought we would still have another one after the first, but no, time and weather did not permit. So Part Bs returned and Sir Syahiid popped by as he hitched a ride back from HQ. It was a pleasant surprise for Farah and I as we had not seen him for ages! Awesome. Things went on for POP. It may not be really smooth, but it was something great to me. My mood started to discolour. I cried when Ma'ams gave out little army tanks for everyone. They kept mine for the last. I was sincerely touched. It went deep into my heart. They even gave out four certificates to Latifah, BM, Farah and I as a recognition to our efforts. I was moved to gallons of tears. BM and I gave our speech and mine was short and simple. Maizurah is my extension of my love, my passion, my dream. Omairah is BM's. We had a NCC group hug, we was powerful. As a entire unit, we had photos taken. Omairah gave us chocolates and Part Cs even prepared for us cake which would be given tomorrow. It makes a lot of difference. No doubt I am really upset. I miss NCC.

What is Tuesday without my NCC girls?

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