Places
Different places I went, different people I meet, different kind of feelings I have for the place. As I grow up, I have constantly been feeling attached to a certain place before being forced to move on...
The very first place I had lots of feelings for was my primary school. It wasn't big. I could remember quite clearly each corner of the campus. I wasn't really that committed to volleyball then, so my memory of the school was all around the place, which mainly includes the volleyball cum basketball courts, which we use to play soccer as well, the hall and canteen which we do spend a lot of time in as young kids, and the assembly area which we assemble everyday either for flag raising or lowering. I will sometimes still dream of being back in the school, but ever since it moved, the old campus has been an empty shell. But I still travel past it everyday to work and take a good few seconds look at it.
The next place I had fond memories of will have to be the block 206 void deck. Once upon a time I was part of this 206 gang, which main (and only) illegal activity is to have its members play soccer at that void deck. Most of us weren't really soccer players and we were young then, so we bought those cheap rubber balls available at almost all provision shops to kick about in the void deck, which isn't hard on the legs and doesn't cause much noise pollution. The most important thing I was proud of being part of it was that we'll always pause our game whenever we see people walking by in the vicinity, so that we'll have no chance of hitting anyone. Thus we didn't really receive any complains regarding our conduct. But as all of us went over to sec sch and got involved with our own activities, we seldom met up to play and the 206 gang silently ceased to exist from then on.
Next up is the place that probably influenced my life the most. The CHS volleyball courts. It was at that very place that I spend a giant portion of my sec sch life playing and practising volleyball, and the following 2 years back there helping out as an assistant coach. It was also there I met some of my best friends, teammates and senoirs. My best memories as a volleyball player came from the place and representing the team in competition.
My two years after graduating from CHS was at HC, which I had always been hoping to enter. What other place is there to reunite with my senoirs to play volleyball and yet being able to fulfil my own resposibilities as a senoir to go back to CHS to help with training? But I ended up not really enjoying my stay in the school. I still have memories of the outdoor courts and indoor hall which we had trainings, but much of it was just the regular arguments with teachers and coach, and it was there which probably signified the start of the end of my playing career. I lost my zest and will to play and win volleyball. But at least there were other places worthy of remembering. Like the class bench, which is unique to HC as the class will gather there with their senoir/junoir class everyday waiting for school to start or during breaks or after school. The library as well, which I did spent a load of time in during my JC2 during my free periods to study.
The next place to be mentioned as a very unknown place called the woodlands point, which is situated right next to the causeway. I spent almost everyday of my 3 or 4 months before my A levels travelling there and studying there, sometimes all the way until 10pm. I don't really like the place, because it reminds me of my hard time studying. But if not for the existence of the place, I probably will have done worse than I did.
The final two places I'm going to mention are my work places. My first job was as a waiter at Bboss, which I worked for about three months before enlisted. It was probably the best warmup before going to army, as I could tame myself down and serve customers and get to further understand how the society really works. The restaurant was like any office where office politics play a good part in. The details I won't mention it now, but whats important is that that was the first time I felt that I was working for a living. I still went back to it once or twice during my NSF days, but it has since closed down.
The current place I 'm spending my five days out of a week in is G2000 at ngee ann city. Working there, or should I say going for fun, is a very unique experience. I didn't really need the work, but I needed something to take up my time before my university term starts. So i started working there. Small shop, many goods, plenty of customers and all good cum fun loving colleagues. What else can one person want from work? Going to work is just like meeting up with a bunch of friends just spending time together. And I'm very much ok with mixing with people from different walks of life. So its great!
Why did I suddenly wanted to write this? Because I always grow attached to a lot of places during different phases of my life. Now I think I'm really loving this place. Emily was asking me to extend my work until mid Aug so that they have enough time to get people to take over and I did not really refuse. My heart and my brain are at conflict again.
The very first place I had lots of feelings for was my primary school. It wasn't big. I could remember quite clearly each corner of the campus. I wasn't really that committed to volleyball then, so my memory of the school was all around the place, which mainly includes the volleyball cum basketball courts, which we use to play soccer as well, the hall and canteen which we do spend a lot of time in as young kids, and the assembly area which we assemble everyday either for flag raising or lowering. I will sometimes still dream of being back in the school, but ever since it moved, the old campus has been an empty shell. But I still travel past it everyday to work and take a good few seconds look at it.
The next place I had fond memories of will have to be the block 206 void deck. Once upon a time I was part of this 206 gang, which main (and only) illegal activity is to have its members play soccer at that void deck. Most of us weren't really soccer players and we were young then, so we bought those cheap rubber balls available at almost all provision shops to kick about in the void deck, which isn't hard on the legs and doesn't cause much noise pollution. The most important thing I was proud of being part of it was that we'll always pause our game whenever we see people walking by in the vicinity, so that we'll have no chance of hitting anyone. Thus we didn't really receive any complains regarding our conduct. But as all of us went over to sec sch and got involved with our own activities, we seldom met up to play and the 206 gang silently ceased to exist from then on.
Next up is the place that probably influenced my life the most. The CHS volleyball courts. It was at that very place that I spend a giant portion of my sec sch life playing and practising volleyball, and the following 2 years back there helping out as an assistant coach. It was also there I met some of my best friends, teammates and senoirs. My best memories as a volleyball player came from the place and representing the team in competition.
My two years after graduating from CHS was at HC, which I had always been hoping to enter. What other place is there to reunite with my senoirs to play volleyball and yet being able to fulfil my own resposibilities as a senoir to go back to CHS to help with training? But I ended up not really enjoying my stay in the school. I still have memories of the outdoor courts and indoor hall which we had trainings, but much of it was just the regular arguments with teachers and coach, and it was there which probably signified the start of the end of my playing career. I lost my zest and will to play and win volleyball. But at least there were other places worthy of remembering. Like the class bench, which is unique to HC as the class will gather there with their senoir/junoir class everyday waiting for school to start or during breaks or after school. The library as well, which I did spent a load of time in during my JC2 during my free periods to study.
The next place to be mentioned as a very unknown place called the woodlands point, which is situated right next to the causeway. I spent almost everyday of my 3 or 4 months before my A levels travelling there and studying there, sometimes all the way until 10pm. I don't really like the place, because it reminds me of my hard time studying. But if not for the existence of the place, I probably will have done worse than I did.
The final two places I'm going to mention are my work places. My first job was as a waiter at Bboss, which I worked for about three months before enlisted. It was probably the best warmup before going to army, as I could tame myself down and serve customers and get to further understand how the society really works. The restaurant was like any office where office politics play a good part in. The details I won't mention it now, but whats important is that that was the first time I felt that I was working for a living. I still went back to it once or twice during my NSF days, but it has since closed down.
The current place I 'm spending my five days out of a week in is G2000 at ngee ann city. Working there, or should I say going for fun, is a very unique experience. I didn't really need the work, but I needed something to take up my time before my university term starts. So i started working there. Small shop, many goods, plenty of customers and all good cum fun loving colleagues. What else can one person want from work? Going to work is just like meeting up with a bunch of friends just spending time together. And I'm very much ok with mixing with people from different walks of life. So its great!
Why did I suddenly wanted to write this? Because I always grow attached to a lot of places during different phases of my life. Now I think I'm really loving this place. Emily was asking me to extend my work until mid Aug so that they have enough time to get people to take over and I did not really refuse. My heart and my brain are at conflict again.
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