its clear. its either hate or like. most of the time its clear, others blurred. i keep looking back. just what have i left behind that i want to retrieve? i can't tell. i hate rv as i hate bananas. actually its just the administrative blunders. at the same time, i miss the life it has bestowed upon me. more importantly, i miss my cca. every year come a change of specialists. one batch come and pass. siangliang to vincent to aaron and to us to ziyang and now to bingyang. never once had i a change of heart. i still stay true to what i said many many years ago, you take away ncc, you take away a part of me. but i worry for the new kids on the block. only cadets of a forgotten time will remember The times. the new generation will never appreciate the beauty and mystic of sweat and mud. NEVER. ive never played in team sports before but i guess its the same. apparently many failed to see that time is sole factor that binds. a faithful but lonely soldier praying for the best cannot rival a forceful contingent banging to the same command. i stay true only to the corp, of the old. i only hope that all will awaken. dedication is unparalled to obedience. taekwondo should have more trainings too. why can't these people just see?!



things gone will not return. so do we just let it go? or should we take something along? i haven't found mine, and i still hate.