Thursday, March 06, 2008
6. @ 8:08 pm
It's truly frightening how quickly time seems to pass.
I remember, when I was still an ignorant Secondary One - totally foreign and adapting to the new school life - and a new recruit in SCRCY, how much I used to depend on the Secondary Twos and Threes, trusting them that everything will turn out perfect, thinking that I wasn't going to be I/C anytime soon.
I did not worry much, I just left everything for my seniors to handle (because there was nothing I was really in charge of). I remember how I was afraid to shout for permissions, how I didn't dare lift my leg up to 90 degrees during Footdrill and admiring Faeqa for having the courage to do so.
I remember the first meeting of ice-breakers: mainly playing Double Wacko and withstanding the torturous screams of many people. I remember being weird and drinking from my own Converse water bottle instead of Qian Yi's Coke bottle which I drank from later on, after being informed that we were only allowed to drink from standardisations.
Now, many things have changed... GREATLY, and I'm not able to be as composed as before. It's not that I don't think I can put my trust in the current Secondary Threes (because I'm sure I can), it's just that I have the constant mentality of, "Just in case." Many responsibilities now lie in the hands of the Secondary Twos, like proposals and being good role models to the Secondary Ones. We too have to help the Secondary Threes out, seeing as their level is somewhat small. I feel like I'm being crushed by a blender.
Coping with school work is enough of a chore, let alone CCA. I'm casting all my cares unto Daddy to instil in me the determination of resisting the urge of doing unnecessary stuff like chatting on MSN and, probably, blogging. I need to improve on time management, no doubt about that. I do things
way too slowly.
I told myself not to do redundant things just recently, like being a busybody, but I guess it isn't really showing... hear that, Lord? :P
Alright, I have to rush my homework now. Hopefully, I'll survive this year. Tata!
I think I draw well.