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the life of a victorian Il random comments aside, council was really an interesting experience for me although not entirely new. the next activity i was involved in was the council investiture. it was really a biiiig thing because who would want to mess up their stepping up?worked well with the adhoc and some of them became one of my better friends in school. next we went through the usual training camp for all elects and i got to bond with the best group on earth EZALOR with great caring facils in shu xie/hua and beertini. Following that shortly was the selection of the presidential nominees.we all know what happened next. dhilshad whom i refer to as binti became our boss(deservedly in my opinion i must add) and there it begun. the transition to full fledged councillors. there came the choosing of committees. like my decision to choose VJ over RJ, the choice of feco over reco was one that was really hard for me to make. having to give up what i enjoyed doing along with seperating from those i had slowly became close to amongst the baby red shirts. in fact i think i was the only one who left the baby red shirts after this =/ however at the same time i knew openhouse was what i wanted to do and it was the main attraction for me in council. i made the move and found myself in a committee i grew to love eventually. i am always proud of the fact that my committee was one of those to be bonded first. however, it is sad for me that is that what seemed like an unbreakable bond initially is actually not that great. through time and especially after we stepped down, feco seemed to have just disappeared. today i am still in contact with my committee members but the collective bond we used to have as one huge family is no longer there. or perhaps it was always foolish on my part to think that we were ever close? this and the whole concept of friendship in general became the pinnacle of deep discussions i had with some other friends like zh who shared the same sentiments. happier things though, council for me would become one of the best things to happen to me.as individuals and not as committees, i grew to love hanging out with all of them and the many mass gatherings we had were really times to remember. The first event my committee handled was our interesting toilet campaign and from time to time, i would play the video and reminiscence the good old days. surprising to some since i am one who loves the limelight, i am actually not in the video. and my jc life seemed to be going steady.nothing was going to ruin what i had for these first 5 months...
The conclusion of the supposed honeymoon period of the first coincided with the period where i officially joined council. The decision to join council was definitely one that made me think for quite a while. Having spent 4 years in a military band, I was perhaps sure if not foolish to think that band in VJC will not be the same. I think this sentiment was shared by my friends in other schools like the fat thing deyong who quit band after a few days(or was it 1?) after deciding it felt different. The next option for me was to join a sport. Other then my brief stint in badminton in sgps(2 years actually before i quit) i had not much exposure to sports in school. Floorball intruiged me and i was really tempted to join it. However, with much of the sji dudes joining hockey and floorball being dominated by cath high, i was perhaps a little insecure with the prospect of joining a cca without someone i knew. who was going to help me? who was going to guide me as i was a HUGE noob? i remembered going for kayak training with shaun and shaun but all 3 of us left after 1 training. I was perhaps not too ready for the intense training the canoeist went through. Eventually, the floorball idea was also scrapped because i decided jc was the time to try and stand out and i did not want to waste 2 years rotting in the reserves and not get a chance to play. Perhaps pride played a part and i did not want to be a nobody and i dont doubt my ability and my willingness to improve, but there comes a time to realise that you are not cut out for something and sports was definitely not my forte at competition level that is.
With a little tinge of unwillingness perhaps at that point as my OGLs were keen to make sure that i knew SC were the saikang warriors of the school and that i must know what i was getting myself into, i still decided to hand in the application on the last day. And then, the council journey begun. 7 of us ran for council in the class. We were dubbed the sexy 7 and i believe i have one of the posters we put up somewhere at home. Campaigning was not as interesting as compared to how the seniors did it assuming they didnt lie of course. URSA seemed an awesome house because of the sheer number of nominees we had. I was happy that agung the only person i respected in SJI in the batch, hsuan te the crazy dude which i had a crazy fun time as part of the PSFs and aravind who was my classmate in SJI and in VJ decided to run too. We made our first apperance on stage one fine assembly and did a cool cheer to make ourselves heard. However, this was once again disrupted by the release of Olevel results and for the 2nd time, i bade farewell to dominic and yujie who were 2 people that i could talk to. Awhile before this, we had our speeches. I remebered how i tried to make people remember me by making each letter of my name a positive adjective. it was something like wonderful amiable yellow-pages never-ending enthusiastic if i recall correctly. Elections followed speeches and unfortunately one of us didnt make it in the class but thats life i guess. so there it was then the 37 of us all ready to make an impact and show the school what we were capable of.
The first event the elects had to handle was Orientation 2 and i volunteered to be a baby red shirt. Cheering and school spirit was something i had in abundance and my experience as being the bastard yelling at every small thing in SJIMB made cheering and making myself heard such an easy task. In band, it was easy to see who were the leaders in the band but in council it was so different. Everyone was a someone and held leadership position in secondary school. We had head prefects,deputies, band majors(okay thats me lol), sports captains and it was really a gathering of leaders. I remember being obsessed with the famed mat beat of VJC and by the end of the week i heard it, i could do the synchronised movement of both my arms to the beat. I embarrassed myself totally on the first day of cheering as i was supposed to introduce the mat beat but i made a total mess of it. I also remember the sudden disappearance of large numbers of the crowd by mid-day and the usual O2 disappearing act failed to disappoint. By March, the elects were relatively prominent in school no thanks to the HUUUUUUUGE blue tags we wore.i fondly recall the picture i had on it which was probably the most UGLY photo i took in my life. i remeber being dam annoyed on that day and i just gave a WTF face while the nice lady took the photo.