The first card is in. Now for just a few more.

May set the plan into motion, to follow that dream. I can't imagine adapting to a new camp all over again. The team will still be my top priority tho.

Sometimes I wonder how far I go just to pursue my interests. In the first year of school, I remember people saying that it would be impossible for someone in my course to cope with the workload and a cca like db. True enough, the few daring enough to try eventually dropped out.

And by the time I graduated, juggling 3 ccas, presidenting one and captaining the other through musicals, concerts, races, camps, recruitment drives and the occasional event, seemed like the only way to get through school.

However, on retrospect, I recall some tension between lecturers, when I was asking for more time for my ccas. Oh what a bitch that lecturer was. On the other hand, my ties with the staff related to ccas were much better.

In life, there will be people who tell you what the norm is. What is possible, and what is not. But these people base their deductions on heresy or inaccurate accounts; or perhaps they were accurate accounts, but of far less capable people. The clearer waters are clearer because no one dares venture out to them. But with greater risk, comes greater reward. When you are further out, there are bigger fish to catch. While the multitude fight amongst each other for their small fish.



I have yet to manipulate this system to my will.