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| Wanna feel alive again. |
TBC was...not what I expected.
And hell, my expectations were already way low.
I was actually in the same group as SP, Brevian and Yun Qing but got pulled to another group at the last minute during reshuffling.
And guess what, my new group only had TWO girls, with the rest being guys.
And that girl was like a total stranger to me yet a friend of nearly everyone.
So...imagine the awkwardness.
:/
(It definitely wasn't pretty)
Throughout the entire camp, I just kept silent.
Participating in all the activities but never really speaking out.
Well, it wasn't only 'cause there were already people leading but rather the fact that I didn't have any better ideas.
So yea.
Silence was the way I dealt.
I was the quiet girl.
The one that was there yet not.
Thank goodness for Cyrus and Manfred in my group.
If not, I think I'd probably just book out of camp.
:o
This camp really showed me the different types of people there are in SU, and the many more others that I haven't seen before yet.
And also, how clique-ish they can get.
So clique-ish to the point where it's painful to even try to talk to them.
'Cause the minute you shut up, they turn away and find their buds.
So it's like, "Forget it."
I just stopped trying.
If it wasn't for tonning on the last night with SP, Yunqing, Cyrus and Kevin, the whole camp would have sucked even more.
:o
Playing with marbles on the floor then on a flag was fun, something to do while we were bored out of our minds.
HTHT with them was fun too, and Jen even joined in for awhile.
We got hungry after some time, went scouting for food at the Attic and this time Faiz joined us.
HAHA.
Had fun midnight snacking with them.
:D
People thought we were weird for sitting outside the toilets but the wind there was awesome.
And the second place we moved to was like outside the wall of the guys' toilet.
But oh wells, it wasn't like there were many places to go to at the 8th floor. :x
And it was only then when I opened up and talked more.
Shared my thoughts, did stupid things and just simply listened.
The most ironic thing would be that on the last day, when we were supposed to eat breakfast together, my group divided itself.
Wasn't unexpected.
The division had always been there, it's just that it became super obvious on the last day.
To be someone who leads, guides and help people, one definitely has to step out of their comfort zone.
But it's also not a one person thing.
It wouldn't work if only one person was trying.
It's like a relationship.
You need two hands to clap.
I felt super alone throughout the camp.
And kept trying to sought out my Ohana people whenever I could.
They weren't really having the same problem in the group, and I didn't want to be so extra and barge into their group.
All in all, it was a painful camp, one that showed the beginning of what's to come.
In Prep Camp, Trial Camp and FOC itself.
The cliques just start going together.
And if you're not in one, you're gonna be a loner.
'Cause have you ever tried to join a clique before?
It ain't easy.
They have a bond, which you're not a part of.
Makes me wonder why I chose to join the subcomm when I obviously don't belong. :/
Plus, it's not like you can just go up to anyone and go, "Hey, tell me more about yourself!"
It just doesn't cut it.
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I also faced more stuff about myself.
Something that..
Hasn't bothered me in a longlong while.
The gist of it, is that..
I really hate wearing specs.
I fought with believing in myself and having confidence in myself.
But it just sucks so much.
Now more so than ever.
No, people aren't judging you out loud anymore.
Unlike in secondary school, where you'd faced outright teasing.
But it doesn't mean they aren't saying things behind your back, laughing at you and all that.
It would be safe to say that contacts gave me an added confidence in myself.
And I’m pretty sure that’s why more people wear contacts nowadays.
:X
Friends would always try to comfort you and say, "No la, you're very pretty" and la di da.
But that's just what they think you wanna say.
No, I know I'm not fatfat.
But I ain't skinny either.
I'm not like those super pretty and skinny girls and all that.
I'm just me.
I'm not perfect, I'm not pretty.
The confidence I've built up from all these years just come crashing down.
The insecurities never really go away.
They are always there.
I don't say much.
Don't share much.
Don't open up all that much to the people around me.
And the funny thing is, I most probably know more about you than you know about me.
I do admit that I don't like being in the limelight.
At least not all the time.
Sometimes, just occasionally, it's nice.
Really.
To be the one that people are envious of, people admire and all that.
But with every upside, there's a downside.
And sometimes, too much of a good thing is a bad thing.
So I don't really ask for much.
Don't really expect much anymore.
'Cause I don't wanna get disappointed.
For what's the point in wishing for things that will never happen?
You can dream, but it doesn't mean it will materialise.
That's why they're called dreams.
Something you can only think about, fantasize about but never really obtain.
It's something that everyone has.
And it’s always different.
We all have problems.
We all have insecurities.
We all want things we can’t have.
We all want to be more than who we are.
But then again, the question is..
Who are we?
Who am I?
Will I really know?
When?
Am I happy?
No.
That much I know.
I’m not even satisfied.
I’ve got friends who are now all happily attached.
And the way they act sometimes just makes me wanna go sit in a corner and be all “Forever Alone.”
‘Cause that’s how it’s gonna be.
I know it better than anyone else.
And I know people will say, “If you give up on yourself, then everyone’s gonna give up on you.”
But.
I’ve already lost the inspiration.
The drive.
The something that will push me on.
I have nothing.
Hence, I have nothing to lose.
When will things be enough?
When will anything happen?
Will things always stay the same?
Will everything change?
Or is it only me?
I feel so bored with life.
So bored with everything.
Going out and all..
Is just b-o-r-i-n-g.
And with the stupid adult fare for all our public transport, going out is painful.
Money just practically disappears.
Wow, right?
The inner thoughts of AGTY.
Not all, but most.
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So I’ve been holing up at home throughout my holiday.
Doing nothing much but rot.
Did loads of housework when my auntie went home.
But now she’s back.
And with TBC ending just on the 30th, I’m still pretty tired.
Yet I can’t keep sleeping.
‘Cause that’s boring too.
:o
Well, another camp is coming up on the 7th-9th of Oct.
Cyn’s coming back on the 6th.
And I’ll see her on the 9th, for the Popkids event at the Esplanade. :D
She always does make me feel better. :D
Still can’t believe that Rui Shan is volunteering for that too.
Didn’t expect her to be an Esplanade Youth (EY) too.
:o
♥ MandamandamandaG.
p.s. I wanna be confident of myself again and be a part of more things.
sick of being so extra.