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a bit of bit bit's history.../ 2:19 AM
This is gona be a long blog... bear with it guys....
Start to recall about my council days while on my way walking back to Raffles Hall from Clementi. That was the time when I was 17-18 years old...
I remembered I joined council thinking that I, being once a VS prefect, a self-declared "lao jiao" in student leadership then, will be able to change things in NYJC, making it lively and a place with "school spirit" and identity. Also, I want to make more friends and at the same time, hone my leadership capablilities...
For a few months, there was a lot of passion in me... But, as stress sets in, expectations from teachers, school admin and fellow councillors set in, I became a changed person, which till now I still feel its necessary... Passion is still there. But, I became too pragmatic and practical. So much so to the extent that I totally oppose to new ideas, then, as expected, unhappiness from me and towards me sets in. And, due to undue and inexplicable stress from meeting expectations of my LEP teachers, I started to give the "black face"... Guess at the same point of time, there's a lot of pple who bueh song me as well... Well, complaints that I'm egoistic, radical and chauvinistic were rampant... hahs...
Made a lot of new friends when I was in NYJC. Most of them were student leaders or prominent figures in school. This I felt, as a student leader, is neccessary to build up good relations with other CCAs and esp with the teachers and school admin... Its successful, so much so to the extent that teachers often talked like a friend to me, and there were actually friends coming to council room to tok cock with me... hahs... But, can't help but to feel lonely some times. The kinda feeling that though I have a lot of friends, few can be considered as heart to heart friends... So much so that I turned introverted...
As I discover more and more about my role as a student leader cum LEP scholar cum LEP student etc etc in NYJC, I started to feel that there were "a lot of things that I want to say, but can't say it out nor explain it".
There was excessive banner painting and staying behind in school, excessive meetings, logistics work etc. So much to the extent that I was pissed with those who seldom help out with banner painting etc, thinking that they were "slackers"... Now, thinking back, really feel like laughing... What's the big deal about banner painting and moving benches man? Does painting a good banner help to meet the vision and aims of the council? Maybe, but certainly only a minor role... Haha, well, its all history now... :P
Maybe because I was seen as dependable and effective, I can't help but to feel sometimes that I was taken for granted, sometimes for very minor tasks... But then again, who would ask pple who are not close to them to help them? With more than half of the council population are girls, and being a boys' school graduate and chauvinist, I always feel very difficult to work with many of the girls and translate my ideas effectively to them without "hurting" them... Well, we all have to learn how to work with the opposite sex somehow... Really glad that at the end of the day, many of the girls, though detested my attitude, still consider me as a good friend... :)
But there was one good thing certainly... Its that I got a bunch of good brothers whom I can talk to and who understand me inside out, and male councillors who are very open towards criticism... So much so that we always use vulgarities and handsigns openly in the council room towards one another... But at the end of the day, kao beh-ed one another and everything will be ok le... That's what I call "man" working style... Looking back, these are the people who make me feel more relaxed, open and less lonely in my 2 years of JC time... :) Well, its all history le... Its going to be a whole new chapter of life ahead... :)
But, many a time, I feel lonely...
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