You're The Only Little Girl.

Haven’t blogged in days, I’m sorry.

37 hours without sleep from Thursday all the way through Friday night is as bad enough as it can be. That’s mainly due to the preparations for the Singapore Scouts Day at the Volvo Ocean Race Village in Sentosa Cove.

Leg 3 is over and Leg 4 has just begun (in like what, 30 minutes ago) but I’ve had my fair share of fun with the sailors and all my fellow Rovers and Scouts.

The Volvo Ocean Race was cool – with several hiccups here and there, though. We slept on SouthernWaves’ Skipper Chee Hwa’s rented house boat at the marina on Thursday night! To cut the long story short, I was upset over my missing Havaianas early in the morning till late evening and the fact that I couldn’t go out to check out those sail boats because “I wasn’t one of the selected 10 to get into the dock”. I’m sorry, I’m no longer feeling sore because I’ve found my slippers (Tah Hong took it!!!), but it was a pity not being able to check out the mean Volvo Open 70 machine.

Damn, my main aim was to have fun and just serve but I ended up worrying about my slippers and feeling stupidly sore about not being able to check out those mean machines (whilst all other people wanted to do was just to TAKE PICTURES). I’m not much of a picture person but when I’m interested in something, I wanna learn and know more. Those lasers just intrigue me all of a sudden. It’s like the ‘you-can-see-but-don’t-you-touch‘ syndrome, because I can clearly see the boats but am unable to get on board any of them.

And I was being screwed back at home too. I was kinda grounded at home for the whole of yesterday while my crew was out at night checking out ghosts at haunted places. Damn, I could’ve gotten a picturesque view of all those insane-looking things! And probably splash them with Holy Water or annointing oil or something…

Anyway, I was the first aider and the emcee for the Scouts Day. I guess it kinda took me back to my secondary school days when I’d pen my own scripts and read them out myself. But having to work out a three-page long script at 0400 hours in the morning was no easy thing. Plus Yinzhou’s occasional disturbing comments in the background..  Rwarr.

It’s horrid enough having to juggle between both positions, okay. I could sense the PA crew cursing and swearing behind my back or something. In between, I met lots of new commissioners and leaders, and had been headhunted for emceeing the Frank Cooper Sands awards again and whatever miscellaneous formal events HQ has in store for the year.

We had free ice cream, free drinks, free food – basically free everything. And I even had the chance to take a picture with the bowman from the Delta Lloyd team and his name was Morgan White! There were 5 sailors who were invited up on stage for a short question and answer session, but those Cubs were asking silly things like, “Where do you pee?” or “What happens when you run into pirates?” and more fancy questions of such. HAHA.

Here are some pictures I took using my lousy 3.2 megapixel phone camera:

More pictures can be found all around Facebook

As you can see, I enjoyed myself loads.

I made many new friends too. Mostly Scouts – and it was my utmost pleasure meeting them. Many included people from other units – Yinzhou (and his annoying comments about me), SouthernWaves’ RSL whose name was Michael, Amos (who kept saying my slippers were eaten by JBAC crocodiles – Tah Hong was the mean croc!), Josephin (a Rover from Sweden who was here to promote the Race for the Environment event), Yong Kok (my awesome Dragon Scout bro!), and I met several old acquaintances like Tah Hong, Justin, Jaz, Wan Lin, Bing Jia, Kian Seng, Kenneth, Elwayne, Bing Lun and more from the Marlin and SouthernWaves crews respectively.

Oh, I’m gonna miss them. Can’t wait to see them again. During the Centenary Ceremony (if any) for Sea Scouting in August, I hope.

Alright, I’ve gotta get ready for church now.

Time to tuck the happy past somewhere in a happy place of my heart and get back on to work again. I’m not quite done with conquering my own seas. The sailors of the fleet are off conquering the Taiwan Straits to China now, while I am trying hard to conquer my Project Straits (and being banged by exam waves) to head off to Holiday. Wait. I realise I have no holiday. My destination this time will have to be ITP.

What a life. Being on the side of me.