Was bored this morning and looked through some of my old blog posts of previous years. Mostly at the pictures I put up. I should put up more pictures... they are the ones I enjoyed looking at most of the times. It's like an online photo album!
Student years are the best! Nothing to worry about except how to improve in kendo and how to attend more trainings. School was a breeze. Until the honours year that is... then I started feeling slightly stressed up. But Kendo was a constant in my NUS years. My Kendo pals (and J) were the constant in NUS. Joined in honours year by Ra, Nat and Hen. They made the four years there fantastic in spite of the school.
Then NIE... studying while getting paid. How great was that? Kendo was no longer a constant... and I kinda missed that.
Practicum was fun and surprisingly not as stressful as I'd thought it would be. Kids were great, my mentors were great, my sup was great, even my practicum mates were great. Guess I was really lucky. Kendo was not in the picture at this point in time. I guess I feel slightly sad.
Starting work for real at my current school. I have my grouses and my whines and complaints... but overall I think I had and still have a great time in school. I'm happiest in 2007 I guess. My 4E5'07 was a great source of comfort and amusement. Sometimes, a source of heartache... but mostly happy memories from them. Best of all, I have this group of whacky colleagues that turned into bosom buddies! J once told me that colleagues are not friends. But I feel that this group made the transition quite well. hahahaha... It's sad that my whacky pals are leaving the service one by one... but friendship extend beyond work! That's the difference between friends and colleagues!
2008 was an ok year. My 4E5 is gone but they've gone to bigger better things in life and I'm happy for them. My classes this year are cool and I have my current sec 4s to consider so am kept rather busy. Another bunch of kids who feel that no one believes in them. Attitude this time is slightly better. I'm expecting more from this batch. Sweet kids. My friends are still around. J is still around. Just that... Kendo in this period of my life was periodic to say the least. Once a month if I'm lucky with old friends... nothing constant. There's always other things I'm busy with... my kids, my work, my friends... all excuses. And I know this. Recently, I looked at my bougu, my shinai bag, my poor neglected shinais, my gi and hakama, and recalled how happy I was when I first bought them in year 1. I feel that I cannot let it end like that. I feel like going back and I think that I'm going to.
