I was so very tired by 1.20 yesterday that I couldn't even take in a word of what Mdm Tay said. I realised how bad I was at binomial theorem though. (Wait, I'm not good at every single topic when it comes to A Math) On goes to NP... It was quite a disaster. First we had no plan. Second, it was raining pails and shovels if water. Third, I feel so tired that I did not want to take my squad.

I managed to pull through the crazy activity though. Another Girl Guides Tension day. Sigh. Why do they have to be so IGNORANT to cut squad? But the Girl Guides made it worse by taking it on my cadets. Couldn't they just let it go and not complicate matters? Guess the rivalry's just getting started. What do they want us to do?

At the end of that day, I gave them a super long lecture. It is long if you compare it to all the other debriefs. I think this is the first time I gave them such a scolding. We took turns though. I went first, then Hui Ping followed by Zheng Rong, Kai Xiong and Junjie. I wanted to pump them for that. I mean, it's a combination of so many mistakes. Letting them off this time is just a little absurd. Well in the end I didn't do that cause Hui Ping wanted to use the soft approach.

There was improvement in Javier though, when he gets serious and really listen, he can actually do the things properly. He just needs a little more attention as compared to the others.

I ended up walking out of school via Goodman Road and made a turn into Mountbatten. Waited at the bus stop for quite a while before 158 arrived. I alighted at where my old house was located. Sat down at the bus stop for almost eternity with two bus number sixty-four going on off service before 125 finally came. My head was down most of the time until I felt a little more refreshed, and less guilty that I gave my squad such a stern scolding and looked up. At the corner of my eye, I caught a glimpse of an elderly Caucasian guy and decided to just stand up and let him sit down. After all, I was feeling much better. He sat down for a while and shifted to the center of the bench so that I could sit down too. It was then that I realise what I have done actually made him quite happy. He was smiling at me and observing me for a while as I sat beside him waiting for the bus to come. Eventually, he looked at my bulky SS file and asked whether it was my schoolwork and said that it looked rather heavy. That smile, made me feel energized and much better. Somehow, it struck me that it does not take a million dollars to make someone happy. Sometimes, a small little action that you make have the power to make a difference in someone's life.