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Monday, April 12, 2010

Wake up and stumble, trip and fall

Okay, IMT today. AHHHH.
And because it's already ten plus now, I will continue this post tomorrow. It's just to remind me to blog about this. My elbows hurt.


Okay, continue post.(:
IMT was pretty cool. But the rifle was super super heavy and the sandbag was so irritating! D:
I got 13/16. Which I was actually kind of ARGH-ish at first because the top 1/6th percent is from 13 and 1/3 onwards! D: But never mind, I still got my marksmanship. (: Good job to all the four other people who got it too whee.(:
At least we've done airbatch4 justice. It's 1/4 of our platoon!

Anyway the practice round what I think was super strange was that all five of us didn't hit a single shot during practice but then somehow during the actual thing can get 4/4 hits. Whoa.
Heheh without the sandbag I sort of cheated I rested the magazine on the ground whoops. :P But luckily never get IA teehee. (:
And you know right the butt of the rifle supposed to be at the hollow part of your shoulder so I put it there and then I couldn't see through the scope then I adjusted and squirmed a lot before I could see through the scope. And then. I realized I was aiming too high. So I squirmed a lot again and then it was too low. Stupid sandbag. And then I had to end up putting the rifle butt at my shoulder blade I tell you it feels damn bruised from the recoil. But Vivian even worse ahaha she had to put against her jaw bone.
So for the rounds with the sandbag I got 6/8. And without the sandbag I got 7/8 which is better! And then I had to twist my upper body to the left in order to see the target through the scope my back is aching like mad now. And then my left arm muscles are like trembling and super painful. And my left shoulder is like. Dead. When I turn my head it hurts like shit. When I don't turn it hurts like shit too. Basically, it just hurts, take my word for it.

Shit tomorrow got PE I don't think I can do PE like this?! And then warm-ups turn head to left I'm gonna die like some crazy shit.

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Ah you remember the Straits Times article by that Sandra person. That is so idiotic. I mean, what kind of conclusion is that?! (I used to be a Rafflesian, I am proud of it, yet I am sad to say that means that I was once elitist.) What the shit?! Wanting to be among the elite is totally not being elitist? Yeah, just because she used to be an elitist, and she couldn't be bothered to see beyond her world, doesn't mean that everyone else does. Sheesh. Just because she didn't have any neighbourhood school friends, doesn't mean that we don't.
And, most of all, JUST BECAUSE YOU HAPPEN(ED) TO BE ELITIST WHEN YOU CAME TO RGS DOES NOT MEAN THAT EVERY OTHER RGS GIRL IS ELITIST. That is like, at least two logical fallacies come immediately to mind. Hasty generalizations and temporal succession. How is being elitist even related to being an RGS girl. It's totally different.
And also, the fourth and last response that Mrs Hoo showed us, also by an RGS girl, said something about how she never used to eat in hawker centers or whatever before she went to China. Look, seriously, just because YOU have the money to eat at a restaurant every single freaking time you go out doesn't mean that everyone else does. It also doesn't mean that every single other RGS girl is rich like you are/were.
I also think that it's retarded that anyone, at all, would have to drop their English standards to fit in. Hello, you can fit in by just eliminating that elitist attitude of yours without giving up your standards?! No one forced anyone else to lower their personal standards.
"Lastly, these students should not be expected to apologise for wanting to excel and there is no need to drop 'proper English' just to fit in. They have a long way to go, and learning is a lifelong journey." EXACTLY RIGHT. What is wrong with wanting to be better? Just because we want to keep in the competition and try to be the best among our peers doesn't mean that there's something wrong with us, or that we look down on other people while doing this. Those two factors aren't even related.
In the first place, being an elite does not equate to be an elitist. Also, being an elite does not mean that you're rich and you're blind to the other types of lifestyles others lead.
"Most of us live in landed property, condominiums or minimally, executive condos or five-room flats. None of us talks about making ends meet, or how we must turn down medical treatment for our aged parents because we cannot find the money." What the shit? Just because you're rich, your friends are rich, doesn't mean that every single RGS girl is rich. Why do you think the FAS even exists?

Oh my gosh you know what? I want to convert the above rant into a letter to the Straits Times because I am that pissed.

Posted at 10:17 PM




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