Something triggers,
and I cant help but to speak it.
Its really heartening to see my secondary school mates still so close together. They went Hong Kong together! and the photos Ive stalked on Facebook seem so happy and enjoyable. Life's simple pleasures, with best friends. And you know what? It made me so happy too! Thats why I love looking at photos and such, even though I might not know them anymore, 3 out of the 7 were my lower sec classmates!! and Im so eternally glad that old time friends do persist, 10 years after...
Jingjing has been my great friend for 10 years now!=) GreenyGang, will we travel together too?....
=) I feel that my uni friends might come and go, but... no harm hanging on to this transient friendship for the time being right!
another thing that gave me consolance, or rather, further instilled my beliefs, was that my sec sch nephew has began to witness the magic and unity of Uniformed Groups!!!!! Initially when he enrolled into secondary 1, he was super pissed at us -his relatives- for dictating that he joined a Uniformed Group CCA. and me as his little aunt, supported his mum's idea ferociously (having experienced the worth of UG) and insisted that he joined Scouts (since he was a scouter in primary school and that Scouts was associated with GirlGuides!!! hahaah one big family) but it turned out he was allocated to NPCC, which was good enough!!! Being in NP makes you a responsible citizen too!!! =) and through all his complaints and sufferings, he attended a camp during his holidays and more recently paraded in a ceremony, and he even posted on Facebook (something he never does before) on thanking his friends and to encourage them and to recount the wonderful memories!!!!!!! =DDDDDDD
YOU know, it really really makes me happy that he is beginning to make friends and really fit into the UG family in his CCA. He has made friends from outside, cherished the trainings and Im sure he has learnt lifeskills. Trust me, 4 years down the road, he would recall how such trainings have made him the way he has become. It meant a lot to me. It shaped my crucial growing up years.
Till now, Whenever mum doubts my strength in accomplishing certain tasks, I never fail to reply "because Im a GirlGuide". She got pissed everytime and retorts "so what if you're a GirlGuide? Im a mother!" hahaha....
Do you see that in me then? Because I do! =)

Facebook has demonstrated its prowess for it really comforts me to learn about friends and family's progress through this social media. It has made me smile at the picture perfect moments. Not just the scene, but the entire process of planning and gathering together as a group, away from home. It takes genuine trust.
I'd describe myself as being.. envious. :)

We live in Life's simple pleasures.
Are YOU happy today?

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its a happy day today nonetheless even though the buzzing of an wasp intruded into my pgp room and jolted me awake wide awake and the only Sound that is capable of disrupting my train of thoughts I hate buzzings My whole box of tissue paper has been used killing bugs and insects in my room and so I am going home daily next sem Today was my last day of nature guiding I wanna recount my experience witnessing the individual teachers interacting with their class and their level of commitment and bond with the class It is absolutely obvious which of the teachers have built a close rapport with the class such that every minor detail they would exclaim to the teacher whereas today the teacher walked ahead of her own class and even sat down while we paused She exhibited her discomfort It was disheartening to see the class being segregated into half and them not listening to words I genuinely wished to impart to them Is this the result of upbringing by a care-less teacher And so what kinda teacher would you become ANNAYEO and everyone else You needa have the heart and I reckon rapport is the most precious gratification I might receive being a teacher But for bystanders who have not witnessed the impact of a teacher's attitude on class dynamics like I have today I guess it wouldnt really get to you then

Today is a HAPPY DAY because of the simplest loneliest things I have done hahaha I went to explore Clementi Mall The new Clementi Mall woots The aircon was blazing and the floor was squeaky gleen hahaha and I ate a hearty dinner Alone It felt great Somehow it made me so happy to be sitting at the humble coffee shop and eating my mixed rice It felt like a terrific hearty dinner I havent had in a long time safe from the pouring rain while I eavesdropped on the hokkien conversations of the charsiewrice stall helpers and stole a glance at the food this SAJC guy was savouring lol So I strolled the mall before proceeding to the busstop and the bus arrived immediately to bring me to PGP hooray On FB Randy bro posted on my wall the sweetest message of the day that he missed me and it has been too long a time since we have last met Aint that sweet I wanna go eat at his coffee shop with him and his friend again - the simplest meal yet the most heartwarming one :) and today just now at sungei buloh this boy's nose bled after the trail it was a nose bleed and the Redcrosser-Girlguide in me went to him ready to offer my expertise but even though it was just a minor ailment that occurs frequently to the boy I was glad that I was able to give him my packet of tissue for the consolance that he would feel better =D I am so proud of my physical and psychological achievements through my CCA trainings.

so altogether such simple pleasures made me a HAPPY GIRL TODAY despite my last presentation tmr....

I CAN BE YOUR SUPERHERO baby~ the one thats gonna save you when you're in danger....

:):):) (Superhero by Chingy)

Im fatigued, But today I learnt that

when you are pissed with someone, simply recall the nice things they might have done, that's what makes the world go round! =)

cos there somebody who pisses me with her attitude every now and then. Our characters do not clique, we behave differently in different circumstances. However, today she offered to assist me in something, and although it wasnt convenient, i declined, but I was so touched with these small actions that people might have, all my negative thoughts of her faded away immediately! In fact, i felt so guilty for brooding over the times she had demonstrated attitudes unknowingly?

So, although I cannot avoid the fact that I disapprove of irrational attitudes ad behaviours, I just needa recall the nice things ppl have done so that I wouldnt harbour such ill thoughts anymore! :)

Last night, I had a nightmare. It was a punishment. :(

Because I took a ziplock bag from... geog lab. I wondered if it was considered stealing. I know it is. So, i had a punishment. It was a fitful sleep. I was with dad, when there were knocks on the door. When dad answered it, three officers claimed to be 'child protection officers' who had come to capture me. It is ironic because 'Child Protection Officers" in social work module, meant officers that took children away from abusive families to provide them with proper care. However, in my dreams these C.P.Officers appeared to be 'police'??

and so, they handcuffed me. I felt the cuffs on my wrist in my dream alright. It wasnt a pleasant feeling.:/ Yet I had maintained a calm composure in my dream when they questioned me if I had taken the bag. I replied truthfully "yes, I took the bag" and returned to the 'policestation'???? with them complyingly. I was prepared to pay for my crime. :( During interrogation, somebody mentioned about the CRC "Convention on the Rights of Children". It just appeared from nowhere in the midst of interrogation. (The CRC was learnt in social work regarding child protection rights, however it didnt fit into my situation at all where i was clearly the culprit!!!! this is so ironic.)

Its just that, I know I shouldnt have taken the ziplock, even though its just a bag, Im sorry. But my apprehensive indeed haunted me in my dreams. Coupled with my probable worry for the content i gotta master from social work module... tada, here comes my dream.

I always dream, of ridicuous things, innocent, desires, whirling thoughts. And I have not ever once been unamazed with the footsteps of my train of thoughts. The power of my subconscious. I feel that it is really a wonderful creation, for reality to transcend dreams and I really cherish my ability to dream and yet recall every single significant or mundane scene. Is this called ... magic?

:)

and yes, Ive learnt my lesson today! =)

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