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was looking through the photos on my imagestation account when i found the album of our ceremony earlier this year. took a look inside and i realised that i really missed how we were back then. how we were one big family. sure enough, there were the cliques and all, but ultimately we remained as one. how bright our smiles were. how special some bonds were. how simple things were. how we were.

how i wish all of us are still together, working together. but i haven't seen some of them in a long time.

how i wish the special bonds formed were not broken. but sometimes it's hard to go back to how things were.

how i wish we could go back to the innocence we had. how things weren't so complicated.

i miss the lot. but i guess what matters now is we enjoy what we do. we all make our different decisions in life. some things can't be helped. but no matter what decisions have been made or are being made, we know what we are doing and that's enough.

i want to keep all the nice memories. ((:

yesterday was the second contact session of VIP 03/04. evacuation accreditation. and i was the casualty for overturning and recovery position. my goodness. they KILLED me! i'm serious. they just let my head drop on the stage floor. i swear that my nose is flattened! i need a nose job. haha. my arm was almost dislocated. and my neck was almost twisted. that's how bad they were at that station. i think i was THAT bad last time too. lol. the number of times i had to take the accreditation. i'm too embarrassed to even quote the number. X:

that aside, it was also officially the end of VIP 03/04. this time round, we've seen how a new batch of freshies turn into instructors. how they learn the difference between being a cadet and a instructor. how they understand the greater amount of responsibilities they have to shoulder. how they made it through the camp. how they found new friends. how bonds were made. how they fell down but picked themselves up. how much they've changed in only a couple of weeks.

it feels weird. we were known as the little ones. the juniors of the instructors. now another batch has taken over our place. the ones who grew up in front of us. ((:

and i must say, they're one united lot. like what i told them yesterday, it's really great to see that they've formed such close bonds with each other. the best thing to come out is definitely the friends they make and the company they find, and of course, they've found the best. ((: from an outsider's point of view, the bond between them is really strong. and i wonder was it the same for us? was VIP 01/04 as bonded as they are now?

unknowingly, it's been nine months in the family. being trainees in VIP to training trainees in VIP. i feel old.

six days to christmas. and i still have a stack of cards to write. )):

i've been out so much that today seemed to be the first day in a very long time that i'm spending at home. with the exception of attending service. i actually miss lying on the sofa, watching television shows and slacking away! and that's exactly what i wanna do for the rest of today. ((:

group1 soared @ 18:05

xoxo