The... work... keeps... pouring... in!

Today's presentation went ok... considering the fact that I accidentally left half of the presentation at home -_-. Managed to smoke my way through though.

Went to study the training circuit grounds in the land rover. Tracks made for tanks are not meant for normal vehicles to pass through... especially when tanks like to leave track marks behind or small ditches, making the rover simulate an overcharged osim massage chair.

It was fun, though. Speeding around in the great outfield wearing civilian in a rover is not something you get to do everyday.

We talked about rowing, and the future. I suppose he's right when he said that there's really no future in rowing. You can't make a living through it and you could be investing your time in activities more fitting for a CV.

Was searching hard for a witty rebuttal, but nothing surfaced. We do what we do for fun, but that fun will not produce any monetary rewards, so when you look at it, its really something one can do only if you can afford to expend your time in it.

Can one really justify what he does for passion or fun? It could give one the drive for life, it could mold his character, train his wit, intellect and awareness of himself and surroundings, but it can not produce the one thing necessary for survival - money.

Why did I start rowing? For fun? For the team? For the physique?

Nearing the end of my secondary school days, I knew that I didn't want to take the conventional path. I thought that only stupid people, who didn't know what they wanted in life would follow society's direction on what was the right path to take. Afterall, only the indecisive require external guidances. I would not allow another person to tell me what I should do for the rest of my life.

I instead chose to follow my dreams. Game design. Its every gamer's dream, I guess. But a normal gamer I was not. Working on a game engine that won me the title for character of the year consecutively for two years, which was voted on by the large community. Something I even used to my advantage for a project in school once, and instantly snagged a distinction for that module.

Come NS. I find people whom also don't want to follow society's road signs. It seems, at this time, people are just beginning to wonder what is it they they want in life. Some people are only just discovering themselves, others are just realizing that they have the power to control their own path and stray away from the common roads in life.

Yet few lack the courage to actually set forth and venture into the unlit and unchartered channels. Its only logical, afterall. Common perception is that the failure rate is high. Or perhaps they lack the imagination to map out new destinations.

I look at where I wanted to venture at first, and where I am headed now. The destination has changed. When I did set out for a new path, I found that another one suited me much better. Music.

At first it seemed like too-grand a dream. And everyone around me told me that you need qualifications, diplomas, certificates, degrees, to open doors.

Yet when I saw the people who possessed these so-called "magical keys", I was dissapointed. I set out to prove to myself, that I could out-do these people.

Despite all this, there are times when I wonder if this life really is better than the normal route?

JC, OCS, maybe uni?

Somehow I might probably end up in uni anyway. Or will i continue to be stubborn?

No doubt, a genius can outshine a moron with a degree, but a genious with a degree could probably go further.

Yet alas in all this planning, where does rowing fit into the picture?

-It makes life much more fun.
-It will help getting into uni.
-It prevents you from turning into fat shit of skinny loser.
-It helps you learn more about people and how to...

Not things very necessary for survival at first glance. Ahhh but look at the deeper implications. Personal development. PR skills training, and networking, all in one. All while making you a tougher person mentally and emotionally- usually. There are gifted exceptions *chuckle*.

Okay, this was the longest entry for a long time. I think I needed to unwind from all this work. I'm afraid I may begin to start hating tanks soon -_-.