Whee.
Today, I had NPCC training, which was actually (I can't believe I'm saying this) fun.
Since I'm too tired to type out a blow-by-blow account, I'll just spare you guys and summarize everything.
First of, I managed to polish my boots in the short time span of ten minutes before morning assembly began. So cool.
Next, had training. At first it started off damn lame la. I was falling asleep on my feet.
I totally LOVE the part where we went on 'autopilot' while marching and sang lame-ass cheers at the same time. Damn nice man. Echo all around the school.
Saddest thing that happened today; Rahimi sir told us that he had cancer.
I'm not even sure if I heard right, but Darlyna heard the same thing. But, the heck, my entire squad like never hear anything or like don't give a shit like that. Sup with that?!
I actually almost cried, like, 5 seconds after I registered what he said. The way he say it was like, fast and so casual, it broke my heart (right, right).
But really, I feel sad for him. Don't pity him or anything. But... yeah. It's in my nature to feel sad for something so...so... er... sad. Yeah.
Sigh. I don't know if it's true, but if it is, get well soon, Rahimi sir. Add oil! Ha ha ha humph...
Okay. On to the less depressing matters.
Went home with Izzati and took the 965 bus from Yishun MRT bus station, then took 912.
Both of us were like, dead. Seriously. Izzati fell asleep on the 965 bus ride, and I sort of kept first watch. Ha ha. -.-
Then went home, got a really really good shower... dump my uniform in the laundry bag... and started blogging.
Such a fun day!
...
Sleep.
Now.
Nite, yo.