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15 February 2015:

I P P T

Before
We were assembled at the training shed near the ELISS centre, formed up in our details. This was necessary because the new 3-station IPPT had push-ups, which required assistants. Therefore every detail of 16 would be spilt into 8-8, where 8 do push-ups first and the other 8 assisted.

Whilst waiting, a large black crow swooped down onto a tiny mynah (?). Pretty soon the mynah was dead. It landed on the floor opposite the training shed. The crow started plucking its feathers and began pecking at it to eat.

Comments started to develop. 'How gruesome!' 'This isn't right!' 'Birds eat birds?!'

I hastened to label them as 'ignorant', but then realised that I couldn't blame them. It wasn't their fault, since most probably didn't take bio. And even those that did, what we were taught in bio was that 'birds eat worms'.

Therefore, many would still be surprised at such scenes. However, nature isn't that pretty. People aren't kidding when they say it's a dog-eat-dog world out there. By out there they mean whatever natural habitat there is.

Too often we view rose-tinted glimpses of nature and imagine that to be the norm, to be what things actually are. Few, myself included, get to see the real beauty of nature. Of course, some wouldn't call it beauty once they see it.

To those who still don't believe in evolution and/or survival of the fittest, the nice thing about it is that such processes continue to take place whether or not people believe in it. Sort of like gravity.

Disclaimer: I'm pretty sure people are going to accuse me once they see the phrase 'survival of the fittest'. Probably something like, 'oh, so this guy is going to do whatever it takes to achieve his goals'. But no, that's a fallacy. Survival of the fittest doesn't mean that you have to necessarily put others down, at least amongst humans, to succeed. Since the fittest survive, how about helping others be fit as well?

During
IPPT was conducted in the late afternoon; before that we had two hours of admin time which I spent unwisely by surfing the net. I tried to nap when it was too late, and woke up feeling very groggy. As such I told YK that I wouldn't do my best this IPPT.

But somehow during the push-ups and sit-ups, seeing my improvement made me slightly more motivated. It was all up to the run now. The 2.4 km run consisted 3 rounds around the grey track. I was pressured to at least maintain my previous timing or even improve.

Thankfully, I did the latter. My timing improved by half a minute, and I broke the <11:00 barrier. Surprisingly, I didn't feel as exhausted as previous runs, in which I really felt like I would collapse. Till today I still don't know how I did it.

Perhaps this was a sign of my increased stamina. If so, then I am very happy as this means my efforts of the past few weeks have paid off. Nowadays when running cadence run, I am able to keep up the (albeit slow) pace and sing loudly.

I don't know when the next IPPT is, but I would again hope that my run timing would again improve. The only thing I'm afraid now is the disappointment if it doesn't. 期望越高,失望越大。

After
IPPT ended late, especially since there was a problem with the machine at the end. By the time we went back to company line, it was 1730. The instruction from Sgt V was to fall-in by 1755. During the 25m, we had to shower, change and pack our book-out items.

I supposed this was a 'pressing situation'. And indeed, I started to see the true colours of some people. They started to show their true selfish selves. Even before we were dismissed, these people started to inch towards our bags, which were all placed together.

They took their own bags and left the minute we were free to move. Usually, the unwritten 'procedure' would be that people nearer to the bags would simply take a few at once, especially for the section. Others would simply make their way up.

People had a give-and-take attitude towards this approach; generally the people helping to take would be different so no one ended up taking for others always. Yet on that day, those people couldn't care less about others.

They only bothered about their bags, their own bags. Actually I had expected it from most of them, since previously they had already shown their selfish sides. However, I was rather disappointed  to see a 'newcomer', and that he was from my section.

Of course, as a realist I understand that it is impossible for a whole platoon to be unselfish. There will always be such people. As such I am only thankful to the large unselfish majority. To the selfish few, karma will strike; or maybe you're terribly blessed.

I could go on, but enough is enough. Disclaimer no. 2 would be that I am of course selfish at times too, but since entering army I honestly try to help out whenever possible. Occasionally I don't due to laziness (not malice), which I know isn't exactly excusable. But I try.

TTFN.


3 January 2015:

Hiatus.

A.k.a. do not expect any posts for a long while.


4 August 2014:

One can be condescending and elitist without mixing with other elitists.

Today after lunch, whilst waiting for GP to start, some of us were in the canteen talking and the topic went to the inter-school post-prom party. Some were mentioning about how they would be legal by then or not, since it involved clubbing.

Then K asked me: “Are you going?” I asked her when it is going to be held, but before I could really finish asking, R piped up: “You think he will go meh?” At this point I wasn’t feeling particularly upset yet; it’s true I’m not a ‘social’ person.

So I merely responded by saying I was unsure. Then he added “It’s 25 dollars eh”, and proceeded to tell those who were there that “25 dollars to him is a lot”. I didn’t know how to respond to that, so I shrugged weakly.

I said that since I was not going for prom (which would be ~$80); perhaps I could still afford this $25. But I felt very upset by that statement that R made. It implied that I was (probably) stingy, hard up and a money-grubber.

Which isn’t exactly false: I am eager, desperate even, to spend as little as possible. I never told anyone (because it isn’t really what people would share) but my family’s financial situation is rather severe, but only since last year.

Therefore, I consciously reduce my spending, so as to reduce the burden on my parents. However, in R’s eyes, this is probably something worthy of mocking. And yes, I did, time and again, try to hint about it.

From what I understand R is well-to-do. Maybe not filthy rich, but at least they’re wealthy enough to have disposable income and afford other expenses, such as sudden purchase of a dog.

Alas, not everyone is the same. Not all families do not need to worry about money. And it so happens that I am in the latter category. Which is why, yes, I have been less willing to spend on unnecessary items.

Previously I would occasionally buy unnecessary food like dough fritters, simply because I felt like it. It isn’t expensive per se, but they do add up. Now I simply buy what is enough to fill my belly and nothing more.

And education expenses aren’t cheap. I take history, and for every topic there are reading packages to buy. Each is about $10 – I have ~8 topics for the whole syllabus: you do the maths. (And some topics have more than one reading package.)

Therefore, I don’t think it’s unreasonable for me to feel that $25 or $80 is a pinch. It is. When you see your parents fretting about money, even $1 spent on junk is a waste. To me, proms and such parties aren’t essential.

Like I repeatedly articulated, to me proms aren’t very worth-it. Although, yes, the food may be better, but its other features aren’t exactly impressive. Unless you know most people, you’re gonna be mixing with your own cliques.

Then, wouldn’t it be better to simply go with your cliques to a chalet or whatever else? You are fully in control of the schedule and price and with people whom you know and will talk to.

But of course, others (like R) do think that ‘it’s for the experience’. Okay, that’s probably not wrong as well. However, for some, they probably don’t have the money to afford such ‘experiences’. They have to come up with alternatives.

I think it’s wrong to mock at such people. They are bound by circumstance and have no other solutions out. For those who have the ability to afford such things, I don’t think it’s nice to laugh at those who don’t.

~

Somehow, this affected me rather greatly. As such I wasn’t able to concentrate during GP. It certainly touched a raw nerve, and I was shocked by the insensitivity of some. Of R.

~

Addressing another point: even if I deliberately chose not go because “25 dollars to him is a lot” despite being rich, who are you to criticise? It’s my money, my financial situation and my decision.

At best you may say that I am unsocial. But then again, would an unsocial person suggest things like chalet (which benefit not only me)? No, an unsocial person would simply reject everything.

And, is it a given that rich people spend without qualms? Perhaps that’s what more and more TV shows portray – millionaires who simply throw their money away since they earn thousands per minute.

Even so, it’s not correct, isn’t it? Look at some HK and Western millionaires. They earn a lot but chose to be thrifty. They know how hard it is to earn money when they started out so they rather keep the money for real, necessary purchases.

That was one lesson I learnt from my father, and I think it’s very true. Being rich doesn’t equate to being wasteful; $1 spent on unnecessary things is still $1 wasted. And in such times, I keep to this motto even stronger.

~

I don’t know what’s next. Perhaps, in R’s mind, I’m still a stingy Scrooge. But whatever, it’s up to him what to think. I will never forget today’s episode, though. People say forgive and forget; I can forgive but never forget.

Above all it’s really ironic: R is a strong advocate for equal rights for LGBTs. He often asks ‘why judge?’, yet he judges others who do not wish to go for prom – which he fervently wants to – for whatever reason.

As I said, the choice to go prom or even its after-party lies with the individual. Even if I didn’t want to go – regardless of whether I cannot afford or just don’t want – does it warrant a condescending response?

What happened to ‘why judge?’?

TTFN.

As it so happens, there's an inside joke where I would jockingly call R condescending. He would get worried and ask others if he was really condescending. Of course, the response has always been 'no', but perhaps from now on I beg to differ.

Moral of the story: Do not judge, mock or criticise those from different socio-economic backgrounds as you. They have untold difficulties that may explain their unconventional actions.


aboutme.

From Singapore. 18 years of age. Blogs as and when inspiration comes, in British English, Traditional Chinese and (hopefully) Russian. Interests (more or less in order): forensics, theatre, Taiji, modern world history, typography (including style and grammar), visual design, Chinese language and literature, singing, sociology, United Kingdom, Apple products.


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