so much for disciplinary of my sleeping habit… it’s 3:59am now.
unforeseen circumstances, yeah… it always happen. how much i dislike it will not change the fact it is… so i’d better learn to move along with it, and s’posed one day… i’d be able to adapt to it. ‘boundary’ is something i need to be aware of, saying ‘No’ is to protect myself from the least temptation.
been having a weird sleeping cycle… i went marching competition as an adviser, i ended up running around as a first-aid adviser. i mean… what on earth happened to the alertness of these people? perhaps the field was just too big to be taken charged. never mind them, the load of comforting unconscious people exhaust me to the brink of my energy source. perhaps the waiting part was just too boring, i dug my head into my cap, and… surprisingly, i slept. and it rained, and we all got a lil’ wet, and it rained, and we drenched. perhaps it’s the amount of stress forced in… my junior commander was so emotional. she cried before, during, & after the competition. i seriously don’t think it’s a good time to be vulnerable. perhaps is the perfectionist side of me, i want to look good & behave good, i’d never cry like that.
after conducting a short speech, another girl cried. this time, other team. she didn’t cry out of vulnerability, i’m pretty sure of that. i could see from her eyes, the sorrowfulness, made it obvious the team doesn’t have good communication. they queued a number ahead our team, and they screwed, and the senior screwed them. when it came to my juniors’ turn, they screwed too. did i bark upon them like mad dog? no point. then, all of a sudden, i knew why the girl from the team next to us cried. i regret for not going up to her to wipe those innocent tears off her blushing cheeks, or just tuck her in for a warm hug. i held back because their senior would have screwed me too, coward me.
the crazy amount of first-aiding & marching & sweating & commanding & cheering & raining & people crying… somehow i do wish… they’d win this competition.
spam is ham is spam is ham is spam is ham is spam is ham is spam is ham…
We are traveling in the footsteps
Of those who’ve gone before
But we’ll all be reunited (but if we stand reunited)
On a new and sunlit shore (then a new world is in store)
Oh when we all go marching in
When we all go marching in
Oh dear how exciting it’s gonna be
When we all go marching in
And when the drums start to beat
And when the drums start to beat
Oh dear how exciting it’s gonna be
When we all go marching in
When the tears come rollin down
When the tears come rollin down
Oh dear how nice to have you by my side
As we all go marching in
On that competition day
On that competition day
Oh dear I just want us to enjoy together
As we all go marching in
Oh when the trumpet sounds the call
Oh when the trumpet sounds the call
Oh dear it ain’t easy to move in harmony yea
As we all go marching in
Some say few steps in unison
Is the only thing we need
But I’m waiting for that moment
When we cross the finish line together
When the mistakes come
When the mistakes come
Oh dear we just retake our steps
And we all go marching in
When the going gets tough
When the going gets tough
Oh dear let me give you a dearie hug
Then we all go marching in
When the stress is too much
When the stress is too much
Oh dear I’ll make you laugh and smile
As we all go marching in
When it’s time to be in bed
When it’s time to be in bed
Oh dear how come you tak tidur yet
Even in dreams we go marching mah
Adapted from ‘When The Saints Go Marching’
By: Sleeping Dragon on May 3, 2007
at 12:50 am