Content
Has it really been 2 years since that fateful day? 2 years since that delicate rice paper soaked with perfume and dried rose petals?
(It has also been exactly 1 year since my SITTEST.)
Looking back again, I feel very overwhelmed by the sheer mass of events that have passed me by. Cliches aside, it did not feel like a flash. It was a long draggy sting, 2 long painful years that have etched much into my outlook in life.
Should I be feeling content now?
I took a nights out because I found the coy too intoxicating, I just needed a breathe of air( and noodle supplies). I also took the time to look around to see how most of my friends are doing. Some studying, some in logistics, some in MDC, others in Guards and Commando. Its amazing how so many of these people ain't feeling 'content'.
Looking at them from a third person omniscient perspective, I really felt puzzled. Some have so many things others would beg for. Prestige, a job of their passion, recognition... and yet, many of them just want to be more.
I'm not saying that the thirst for improvement is a negative trait. Rather, many of them just keep on wanting to become something marvelous without the knowledge of how great/ fortunate they already are.
I think I know how that feels. Looking at someone who seems so much more superior than you and wishing that someday you could rival his calibre. It is ironic... we are not hoping to be more of ourselves, but trying to become someone else altogether.
My platoon took their PT Diagnostics today (prelims to their final IPPT), on the same day I took my sittest one year ago. Their grades from 8 passes out of 50 have jumped to 30, with even 3 Golds. I do not enforce it upon them to score silvers and golds, I am more than content the way they are and the way they are going. The legendary status of a 100% pass is within grasp... we'll grab it together and make history.
Happy Valentines everyone. I feel content.
(It has also been exactly 1 year since my SITTEST.)
Looking back again, I feel very overwhelmed by the sheer mass of events that have passed me by. Cliches aside, it did not feel like a flash. It was a long draggy sting, 2 long painful years that have etched much into my outlook in life.
Should I be feeling content now?
I took a nights out because I found the coy too intoxicating, I just needed a breathe of air( and noodle supplies). I also took the time to look around to see how most of my friends are doing. Some studying, some in logistics, some in MDC, others in Guards and Commando. Its amazing how so many of these people ain't feeling 'content'.
Looking at them from a third person omniscient perspective, I really felt puzzled. Some have so many things others would beg for. Prestige, a job of their passion, recognition... and yet, many of them just want to be more.
I'm not saying that the thirst for improvement is a negative trait. Rather, many of them just keep on wanting to become something marvelous without the knowledge of how great/ fortunate they already are.
I think I know how that feels. Looking at someone who seems so much more superior than you and wishing that someday you could rival his calibre. It is ironic... we are not hoping to be more of ourselves, but trying to become someone else altogether.
My platoon took their PT Diagnostics today (prelims to their final IPPT), on the same day I took my sittest one year ago. Their grades from 8 passes out of 50 have jumped to 30, with even 3 Golds. I do not enforce it upon them to score silvers and golds, I am more than content the way they are and the way they are going. The legendary status of a 100% pass is within grasp... we'll grab it together and make history.
Happy Valentines everyone. I feel content.
posted by F I S at
9:26 pm
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