Precocious. Little. Clover. Devil

Sunday, October 31, 2004
Grumble, grumble...


Well... Halloween night last niight was ok. I guess the amount of people present(no very many) had a dampenin effect on the moods of everyone present. Apparently the promotional results were just released on friday, so many of them were not in the mood for partying.

The passage of time had also taken it's toll. In 2002, Halloween night was filled with familiar faces, and a familiar place. 2004 came and our peers dwindled due to the A levels, but it was still the old school compoun. This year... the friendly faces were minimal and in the new compound.

Time has left it's mark. Leaving a realization that my time in Nanyang has come to pass. I miss the good old days. Days of thunder where we were free to chase the dreams of a better tomorrow. Dreams that are being opressed by a "new" school... A new institution, though it is not by choice that we find ourselves in our current place.

The remaining 2 years of service would be a trying time. A test. Many would succumb to the unyielding froces that seek only to mould people into what they want. Many don't even realize the changes that are occuring around and in them. Some more fortunate individuals would emerge unscathed, though rather unsettled.

Sometimes it even seems neccessary to conduct a induction course back to civilisation at the end of NS. Many stories have been told of men going into the unknown jungle of society to find themselves missing 2 years in between.

Whatever it is... I find myself sickened... I something that won't be changed... Notin the foreseable future in any case.


Gavin pondered @ 11:44


Under the layers of dust