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It had been a crazy two days. Let's start from the start; friday.

On friday the A' Level results were released, and RJC did its best in 28 years. Well if you look closer, it has done its best since the birth of the student council hahaha :P well i'm pretty sure it's coincidental, but it's still quite funny thinking about it. One in two people got 3As, and I think that's a pretty good representation. There were J3s everywhere, gleeful faces, smiles, tears of joy and of course, tears of disappointment and regret as well. I didn't really feel anything until it dawned on me that I will be in their shoes in just 2 years. It was scary looking at the people who didn't get what they wanted. These people looked like their world just collapsed. Empty eyes staring into blank space, trembling hands clutching results slips; a sense of helplessness just surrounded them. When those eyes meet yours, they just pierce straight into your mind and your heart for a moment; that there is a possibility that you might become them in the future. I felt for them; I really wanted to help. In the canteen, J3s hugged each other, gave one another pats on the backs, and said their very last goodbyes, or at least the goodbyes they will ever say in a long time to come, as they prepared to part ways and get on with the next chapter of their lives. I still have slightly less than 2 years ahead of me. I'm really glad I stayed to watch the J3s on friday. Maybe it's time to wake up and start taking things seriously.

Then came frisbee camp. I wasn't expecting too much from this camp. I mean, after all it's just a recreational CCA right? If it's going to be physical, I am pretty sure I'm prepared after taking 4 years of physical training, pitched on a level way beyond what is to come. But really, I learnt many things. Well of course I improved my throws and game sense a lot more, but aside from that, I learnt things that changed the way I saw some things in the past.

They always tell you, you don't have to be in a leadership position to be a leader. I always thought that was pretty bull, but someone proved that wrong to me, and I respect him for that. In the camp we were divided into different groups, with some J2s attached to us. Some of the groups were pretty imbalanced, with like half or 3/4 of the entire J2 first team. My group supposedly had some of the better J1s according to the seniors, and the J2s were pretty good too. I sprained my foot (yeah i know it sounds really weird, but i kinda twisted it a little) on the second day in the morning while doing a disc-reading drill. I was stupid enough to go do a sudden backpedal while I was sprinting like hell. So yeah my foot couldn't take the pressure and I sprained the muscle. I didn't know if it was a sprain for the rest of the day cos I don't know how you can actually sprain your FOOT. haha. But now I do.

The last part of the camp was intra-CCA games, a mini competition among the different groups. My group did really badly for the first 2 games, losing 6-3, and 5-2 or something like that. After that all of us were pretty demoralised, and I was thinking to myself, 'yeah. we just lost cos we have zero J1 subs and linpin and I are both injured.' Maybe. I was expecting the J2s to be quite sian also. But no, they weren't. This guy, I shall call him G, he was still okay after those 2 matches. He didn't scold us or anything. G just told us very nicely to sit around in a circle, and went on to discuss our past 2 matches. He asked every single one of us for our opinions on why we lost, and how we might do better the next time round. He listened to us patiently, and no matter what we said, everything had a point. We corrected our mistakes, and we settled on doing a vertical stack the next match. And apparently, the vertical stack formation has never really been used in amphi-games before.

Just before we played, he told us, 'It doesn't matter if you lose or win. If you must lose, lose smart. If you win, win smart. Don't win just because you proved yourself to be faster or stronger. You can lose to all the good players in the world, but at the end of the day, remember, if you know why you lost, you are never really a loser.' Guess what. Next round, we played an all J2 team, with all first team players. And on our side, we were all J1s. So it was J1s vs J2s. We managed to end off with a 6-5. It was really impressive because we only lost by a single point.

We were all glad to see that G was happy after that match. Somehow, he had become our leader, our source of motivation. Well we didn't manage to do that well in the semi finals though, because my foot was really starting to take a toll on me, and everyone on my team was super tired cos our team was so small. We lost to the same group again by 3-1. But I think the people in my group learnt the most that day. G taught me that leadership isn't just about doing this, motivating people just before a match or on the field. To be a leader, you must live it out. It must shine from every single part of your life, and most importantly, it must shine from the heart. He wasn't a prefect, or captain, or anyone big in the past, unlike the different posts I held. However, I felt small when I stood next to him.

Well I guess that's all I can post for now. My entire lower body's aching like hell, and the sprain on my foot has given me a swell. (wow it rhymes) But yeah I can't even walk comfortably now. That's how bad it is. I can't even raise my knee up to chest level without grimacing. Gah. Study time.

2:54 PM