It rained during the second rehearsal for the day. As a result, we had to wait for an hour at our holding area and do our own stuffs while waiting. Did nothing much considering that my usual friends whom I communicate with was seated far away. While queuing up, paired with the usual people and started talking crap. Since my initial is S.N, I am known as ‘Safari Night’. What the heck. It was totally lame. As said and made famous by Pon Pon, that line is totally 'Kepala Bawang.' And so are the people who created that nickname. Freakos. As soon as the heavy rain began to pour down in drizzles, we continued with our training in the National Stadium. It was a bloody muddy training. Our white uniform and white socks for the girls are muddied with the disgusting brown stains and splashes of water. But the boys suffered a far worst tragedy. Their white long pants had splashes of unavoidable water-mud stains and to top it all up, our contingent is next to the scouts. Those boys just banged the grounds like no one else’s business and resulted into splashes of mud being splashed on the first eight men. Sadly the row was all boys. Hur hur. The rest of the other 2 trainings for that day were bloody muddy for us all. Came out of the National Stadium sweaty, dirty and everyone was complaining about their shiny boots being covered in mud.
Brought back a Red Bean Bun , 1 Ice Stick , 1 packet of Oreo Cookies , 1 apple , 1 Mango Pudding , 1 packet of Veggie Crinkles. And now no one could complaint that we are not given enough food. Seriously speaking, joining NDP could actually add more weight. Shocking yet true fact…have realized it since last year. All given to us when we were squeeze packed in the lounge. The apples were such a sad case. No one wanted to bring them home and it resulted in apples being passed around and resulted in it being accidentally stepped on. Eww.As for the Veggie Crinkles, it has no taste at all. Disgusting… and yet it’s nutritious. As stated on the packet seal. Yaya and I were like starving pigs after NDP. We were carrying our bags loosely in one hand and were grumbling all the way to the MRT station. Apparently, we were about to be starved to death. Haahaha…we were so desperate to eat that after being dismissed and changing from Rc Uni to our own clothes, we gobbled down the Red Bean Bun. While in the train, we were so darn tired that we actually slept while standing up. And mind you, the train was full at that time. Pity our lives. As soon as we reached Tampines, we practically ran to Long John’s to buy our Dinner.
Looking back, our lives on that Saturday were practically sad. It was as if we were some hungry souls who have not eaten for millions of year.
Tuesday, June 13, 2006
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Recapped on NDP 10-6-06
It rained during the second rehearsal for the day. As a result, we had to wait for an hour at our holding area and do our own stuffs while waiting. Did nothing much considering that my usual friends whom I communicate with was seated far away. While queuing up, paired with the usual people and started talking crap. Since my initial is S.N, I am known as ‘Safari Night’. What the heck. It was totally lame. As said and made famous by Pon Pon, that line is totally 'Kepala Bawang.' And so are the people who created that nickname. Freakos. As soon as the heavy rain began to pour down in drizzles, we continued with our training in the National Stadium. It was a bloody muddy training. Our white uniform and white socks for the girls are muddied with the disgusting brown stains and splashes of water. But the boys suffered a far worst tragedy. Their white long pants had splashes of unavoidable water-mud stains and to top it all up, our contingent is next to the scouts. Those boys just banged the grounds like no one else’s business and resulted into splashes of mud being splashed on the first eight men. Sadly the row was all boys. Hur hur. The rest of the other 2 trainings for that day were bloody muddy for us all. Came out of the National Stadium sweaty, dirty and everyone was complaining about their shiny boots being covered in mud.
Brought back a Red Bean Bun , 1 Ice Stick , 1 packet of Oreo Cookies , 1 apple , 1 Mango Pudding , 1 packet of Veggie Crinkles. And now no one could complaint that we are not given enough food. Seriously speaking, joining NDP could actually add more weight. Shocking yet true fact…have realized it since last year. All given to us when we were squeeze packed in the lounge. The apples were such a sad case. No one wanted to bring them home and it resulted in apples being passed around and resulted in it being accidentally stepped on. Eww.As for the Veggie Crinkles, it has no taste at all. Disgusting… and yet it’s nutritious. As stated on the packet seal. Yaya and I were like starving pigs after NDP. We were carrying our bags loosely in one hand and were grumbling all the way to the MRT station. Apparently, we were about to be starved to death. Haahaha…we were so desperate to eat that after being dismissed and changing from Rc Uni to our own clothes, we gobbled down the Red Bean Bun. While in the train, we were so darn tired that we actually slept while standing up. And mind you, the train was full at that time. Pity our lives. As soon as we reached Tampines, we practically ran to Long John’s to buy our Dinner.
Looking back, our lives on that Saturday were practically sad. It was as if we were some hungry souls who have not eaten for millions of year.
