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Went cycling with 4 classmates yesterday... Which was quite fun... also quite funny cos I still have 2 papers left haha.... while everyone else has 1 =/ except a few others who also have 2 or 3... Shall post the few pictures I took while cycling in the near future or something...

So we (Enjie, Alon, Christl n Gerry) went to Dunman High, played around at the playground there (monkey bars... I believe I was much better at them when I was, say, seven, rather than now!).. Alon treated us to grass jelly and stuff at the hawker centre there... prior to cycling back and skidding off the kerb, falling over, and giving all of us a general fright...

Then it was my turn for suay-ness when a bird chose me to target with a well-aimed blob of... stuff.... I believe I have been hit by bird s*** at an average of once every 6 years... the last time being walking with my squad to Basic First Aid, wearing half uniform for the first time, and a bird sh1++ing on my black pants!! Thereafter, that part of the pants was slightly less reflective than the rest of the cloth, so I kept failing my UI cos my ICs thought there was white stuff there when there wasn't... scandalous tsktsk...

Alon and Enjie were, of course, very comforting in the way they immediately asked me to say 4 numbers to buy 4D.. hahaa... but it was quite funny...

Anyway ate at some Japanese place, which Christl says we've gone before on the last day of term 2 last year, but I can't remember, so I think I must had church or fencing or something on that day...

Then it was back to St. John, and watching farewell rehearsal and training.... Hmmm.... the standard is like whoa! Its not so much that I'm scared that we cannot win Zone Comp (cos being such a relatively unorthodox senior, Zone Comp has never been my priority), but that if one day the first aiders are thrown into a real first aid situation, there'll be hell to pay.... Its like, we joke about "as if we'll really approach a case", but there's always the "what if" element... I mean, when I was a cadet I never dreamt that one day I would treat someone who really had breathing difficulty, but it happened, although luckily nothing bad came out of it.... Still, we're only, about a third way through competition training, so there's room for improvement yet....

As I was taking AC1 for stretcher, I was thinking about how we used to train under Dijun, who really pushed us like mad, and didn't give us all that many breaks, and if he saw that we were dying he'd push us even further until one of us collapsed, or dropped the stretcher or something... But we really enjoyed his training and there was always a sense of fufillment after we finished.. If Wei Lun talked to us, and we were a second too slow in replying, it was "Knock it down" at once, no matter if the floor was hot or cool... We were like fleas, carrying casualties who were like one-and-a-half times our weight haha (though admittedly the load was shared between 3 or 4 people)... The thing is that this kinda training cannot be achieved without discipline or dedication at very least.

And you're talking about a division, which for, say, running from the classroom block to the parade square to fall in can cause as many casualties as running through an open field laced with Claymores....

Alright its back to Bio.... so many ambiguous questions... Still cannot breach the 37 mark barrier pah.... and for some papers I can get like whoa 31... grrr