And I feel the feeling I can compare to most now is right after they did the final shortlist for Council. Because it just feels like I've wasted... everything. Wasted my time, wasted my effort. All down the drain. Working my ass off going to school nearly every week for meetings, painting the banner, open house... and it just feels so... ''AGHHHH'' Y'know what I mean? But I refuse to be disenchanted with NCC. It's still my life. Nothing's changed. I texted ma'am today to ask why I didn't get in. Just a form of... closure. To find out what went wrong, and if there's another chance for IACE, hey, I would've learnt something from the failure at Pearce. And indirectly, I guess my post had something to do with it. Contributions to the school. And she explained it rather eloquently, I must say. No surprise she's the DC lol. But ''what if''s are useless now. And hey, if other people benefit more, then all more I shouldn't take their place. And I mean that. If I looked at it another way, wouldn't be unfair if so many aero people got in, and I didn't just because I wasn't one? (Hypothetically speaking) So hey, that's life I guess.
But it's just that... indignant feeling because after coming down so many extra Saturdays for aero, it would've been nice to know someone appreciated it. I go for aero because I love it, and not for rewards or anything. But it would've just been... nice y'know? But who knows, it doesn't have to be a bad thing.
The ironic thing is, I never wanted to choose to skip confirmation camp. And I now it's not like I have any option. Go ahead and laugh at me, cos I know I want to. Maybe God wants me to go for the camp? He works in mysterious ways haha :)
I refuse to be turned into a sobbing mass of flesh. I believe something good will come out of this :)
And now, some COD to distract me
Good Night
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