Saturday, August 25, 2012
Look where we are
We've come so far
There's still a long long way to go
With all of my heart I will care
I'll play my part I will share
With family and friends
Together we'll stand
And in the end, hand in hand
We will get there
I love how this song is so fitting for our platoon.
Except that now, we
have gotten there. Not in a bad way, of course, but look, it's a new day, a new beginning.
Okay okay finally posting about my thoughts regarding ORD.
So hum I think it's good that we passed out successfully. Well, not passed out as in fainted, but passed out as in YAY WE DID IT WE SURVIVED.
It was so pathetic it was hilarious.
I feel kind of bad for us being the batch that kind of screwed up the most and ugh but maybe it's just me. I think you always see problems more severely when you're in the middle of them.
It suddenly hit me when we were marching out that this was going to be the final time we march as a whole complete platoon. We didn't necessarily go in together, but the most important part is that we marched out together. And no matter how not in sync it may have been or whatever problems there may have been it'll always be both ridiculous and perfect in hindsight.
Ridiculous because of all the things we did and screwed up, and perfect because it's the only one we'll ever have.
And to be honest that's what matters the most to me.
I was thinking of notes to write (haha super late but yeah I'll get them to y'all before EYAs!) and then it just hit me that, wow, I don't care what we've been through and what's been going on. And I know it doesn't matter because no matter what we've done or not done, together or not, platoonmates are still platoonmates.
So.
Really glad I've gotten to know all of you throughout these four years (three and a half? HAHA) and despite the fact that we've had our differences and everything we've made it through. And though some of those differences have been resolved/haven't been resolved/will never be resolved, y'all are still my platoonmates and that won't ever change.
Yes, I feel... "middle-aged", as Melissa so aptly put it HAHA. We've screwed up so much and patched up so much and (dare I say it) contributed so much I just feel so insecure right now. It just felt like every single disagreement and every single thing that went wrong and basically every little memory I had was relived in our final parade (starting from the moment we fell in before the parade to the hentak cheer). I'm glad I got to relive my last four
memorable years right before it was officially and truly over.
And suddenly I feel happy. It's a new start and a new leg of the journey and we may all go on our own ways but.
We're still a platoon.
We'll
always be a platoon.
We'll always be the one and only screwed dysfunctional
family that makes us airbatch4.
No matter what they say, we
are more.
You know I was looking through all my journal entries (yes I do keep a journal) and I realise I write entire lists of things I find funny in them for particular events and it's like 99% of them are airbatch4 stuff. And also I look through our pictures together and it's like every time we take a platoon photo in no. 3 our boots just get shinier and shinier.
This list is not exhaustive and I do no justice to it, but these are the memories that I think will stick with me the longest.
I remember.
Owing 363 pushups to Ds09.
Us screaming in the toilet when the lights went out by themselves.
Viv and Mel and their epic ~gangsta march~.
Going for our first shooting comp. and totally screwing up for various reasons.
Mel kicking me in the stomach during STEEL.
Getting vegetable oil in my hair.
Jal not being able to get across the MOC and just getting her pants wet HAHA.
Zer stacking tables to wipe the top of the fans because they were going to check that.
Michelle and her crazy jumping onto stacks of seven chairs.
Shing's phonecall from Alec.
Killing mosquitos while doing squats.
Feez' no. 3 skirt flying up while doing rifle drills HAHA.
Ds10 accidentally mistaking Pree and Van.
Trampling through lallang that was taller than Yuns.
~Mentos moments~ during NDP.
Seniors picking on how our sleeping bags aren't arranged according to ~colour!~.
Mugging specs notes like crazy.
Forever sharing sleeping bags with Yuns.
Our phenomenal toilet cleaning skillzxzxzxz (which involved human toilet rolls HAHA).
Shermaine creeping us all during specs with her veiny arm.
Leopard crawling with our phones in our pockets.
Drinking three full bottles of Shermaine's water at a go, thus earning me the nickname of "camel" from various platoonmates for the entirety of specs.
Doing our own actions for community singing obnoxiously in front of the teachers and singing horribly while we were at it.
Ms Tok buying us four big bags of Milo even though we asked to share one small one and we totally couldn't finish it.
Band hero at Mits' house while we were supposed to be doing ORD gifts for Ds11.
Val's awesome "I THOUGHT IF IT GOES DOWN THEN IT MEANS I MISS?!"
Brainstorming totally retarded FSD hand actions with Jal and Mits and Tong.
Holing up in our bunk watching Final Destination while all other parts were mugging/bathing.
Finding a wonderfully empty toilet which Michelle.
Being super high during NDP pracs from ~sugar rush~ (it's not really that amusing feez ;_;).
Trying not to faint during NDP speeches.
Mits and I almost dying trying not to laugh at each others' faces after Sheep marched away with masking tape stuck to boot.
My memory fails me at this point. I've tried to put them in an order as chronological as possible, so.
Thank you for all you've left me with, NCC.
落叶悲，
悲落叶。
新似双丝网，
终有千千结。
Posted at 5:48 PM
