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It's over. Arts Camp 2015 is over.
Will there be 2016? How about 2017? 2018?
世界既然永远充满未知，最重要的是珍惜当下。
死Freshie，一世人只有一次机会；
死Senior，倚老卖老却永远做不完。
It's the same in society.
新鲜人的新鲜感总是令人振奋，却来的快去的也快。
果然是老吾老以及人之老，幼吾幼以及人之幼啊。
Arts Camp takes an extremely special position in my NUS life because it is so different from other orientation camps out there. There is continuity, there is a spirit in it. None of the other camps I have attended has such a strong identity.
I still remember the cheesy post I wrote last year. A year has passed, people come and go, cheers change here and there, my age has increased again, but there was this ONE question, whose answer shall remain a constant:
Who are we, if we have nothing that we keep close to our hearts?
What do we gain, if we do not put in our efforts into what we do?
Dear Bing Le, I know I lupsup. But you took me along anyway. You took on a lot of things that I did not during the camp, and yes you are a little overbearing, which makes my job easier, HAHAHA. But one thing I learnt was to be consistent. I have to say I am not very consistent with my enthusiasm at times, and that is one of my biggest weaknesses. Looks like I still have a lot of improve on.
Dear Councillors, I know I lupsup. Probably you wouldn't have a choice anyway. Half of you were my freshies last year anyway. I was initially a bit 手足无措 when I first met you all because I don't really know you guys well enough. But I guess ever since Sentosa Precamp (*ACTION BING LE*), where we came up with SECRET IONS, we became a strong team that was 锐不可当. O Week 的时候我真的希望你们回来，一起见证 S House 在春哥领导下的辉煌！
Dear Chunny Bunny, I know I lupsup. But you enjoyed it anyway. From the first day we met till today, everything was so magical about you. I DEFINITELY WILL COME FOR O WEEK just for you and I know that you are a super dedicated person who puts your heart and soul into what you love. But you really need to learn to be more lupsup.
Dear House ICs and the other OGLs/Councillors, I know I lupsup. Which was what I'm all about anyway. It was a happy working relationship with you guys. Sometimes it feels a little strange mingling with everyone, considering my age (nottigal95?) and my social experience. On one hand I would like to blend in more but another side of me tells me to wake up my idea. Such dilemma. But then again it doesn't really bother me because we all have a common ambition to achieve. And I believe we have done it. I really wish you all the best, because each of you have something that I do not embody. Maybe that was what complemented one another through the past few days. I LOVE YOU ALL, I REALLY DO. BLESSINGS FROM MY HEART.
Dear freshies, I know I lupsup. So learn to bear with it anyway. But apart from lupsup, I hope you all have "absorbed" the spirit of S House. Selflessness. Sentimentality. Solitude. Coming in July, is the S House Chalet and Arts O Week. Into the school term, there is S HOUSE DAY. And beyond that, there is Arts Camp 2016. And many more magical years with S House to come.
Never forget, it's more than a House. It's more like a Home.
I always tell people, a successful camp need not have awesome programmes or zero waiting time （妈的 zero waiting time 是不可能的啦......）. Instead, it is the people that keeps others coming back for more.
As an OGL, if there were waiting time, what are you gonna do?
As an OGL, if the programmes were boring, what are you gonna do?
As an OGL, if the weather is damn hot, what are you gonna do?
任何一个体制，它再完美或再kanasai，它是人创造出来的，也只有人才可以给它一个相应的命运。Arts Camp 里头大家相互勉励，做一堆很白痴的 cheer，对我来说，足矣。
Communal activities are what keeps people together. Cheering may seem really simple, but it is one of the pathetically few things that an OG can do together. It's just like how the TV brings a family together at night, or how the radio brings the Guard Room together (I had that awesome feeling during 2011 elections, the entire guard room didn't sleep!!!).
You'd have noticed by now that I am a rather soft person. Like a durian. I stink and I poke, but I am sweet and soft. BUT YOU MUST DARE TO OPEN ME FIRST. MUAHAHAHA.
Don't judge people. Anyone has a past. I have seen plenty who really wants to be a new person in University, but because of their past, they gave up. They succumbed to reality, to the mockery and discrimination that every immature one gives.
So what if one has been fucking around since 12? So what if one sells pirated VCDs before? So what if one works at a KTV? So what if one has a tattoo on her tits?
You were watching local-made porn last night. You kicked a dog yesterday. You cheated in a class test last year. You threw a bottle off the balcony when you were 6. In actual fact, none of the above actions are as harmful as yours.
From the Book of Matthew:
你们不要论断人，免得你们被论断。 因为你们怎样论断人，也必怎样被论断；你们用什么量器量给人，也必用什么量器量给你们。为什么看见你弟兄眼中有刺，却不想自己眼中有梁木呢？你自己眼中有梁木，怎能对你弟兄说“容我去掉你眼中的刺”呢？你这假冒为善的人！
For I wish the best, in all of their endeavours.
From the bottom of my heart. Loves.
Will there be 2016? How about 2017? 2018?
世界既然永远充满未知，最重要的是珍惜当下。
死Freshie，一世人只有一次机会；
死Senior，倚老卖老却永远做不完。
It's the same in society.
新鲜人的新鲜感总是令人振奋，却来的快去的也快。
果然是老吾老以及人之老，幼吾幼以及人之幼啊。
Arts Camp takes an extremely special position in my NUS life because it is so different from other orientation camps out there. There is continuity, there is a spirit in it. None of the other camps I have attended has such a strong identity.
I still remember the cheesy post I wrote last year. A year has passed, people come and go, cheers change here and there, my age has increased again, but there was this ONE question, whose answer shall remain a constant:
Who are we, if we have nothing that we keep close to our hearts?
What do we gain, if we do not put in our efforts into what we do?
Dear Bing Le, I know I lupsup. But you took me along anyway. You took on a lot of things that I did not during the camp, and yes you are a little overbearing, which makes my job easier, HAHAHA. But one thing I learnt was to be consistent. I have to say I am not very consistent with my enthusiasm at times, and that is one of my biggest weaknesses. Looks like I still have a lot of improve on.
Dear Councillors, I know I lupsup. Probably you wouldn't have a choice anyway. Half of you were my freshies last year anyway. I was initially a bit 手足无措 when I first met you all because I don't really know you guys well enough. But I guess ever since Sentosa Precamp (*ACTION BING LE*), where we came up with SECRET IONS, we became a strong team that was 锐不可当. O Week 的时候我真的希望你们回来，一起见证 S House 在春哥领导下的辉煌！
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Here's a Chinese couplet to us:
瑞獅失馬三比一，
春哥馴羊千里行。
Translated: "Singapore lost to Malaysia that very night, but Chun-ge tamed me anyway." |
Dear Chunny Bunny, I know I lupsup. But you enjoyed it anyway. From the first day we met till today, everything was so magical about you. I DEFINITELY WILL COME FOR O WEEK just for you and I know that you are a super dedicated person who puts your heart and soul into what you love. But you really need to learn to be more lupsup.
Dear House ICs and the other OGLs/Councillors, I know I lupsup. Which was what I'm all about anyway. It was a happy working relationship with you guys. Sometimes it feels a little strange mingling with everyone, considering my age (nottigal95?) and my social experience. On one hand I would like to blend in more but another side of me tells me to wake up my idea. Such dilemma. But then again it doesn't really bother me because we all have a common ambition to achieve. And I believe we have done it. I really wish you all the best, because each of you have something that I do not embody. Maybe that was what complemented one another through the past few days. I LOVE YOU ALL, I REALLY DO. BLESSINGS FROM MY HEART.
Dear freshies, I know I lupsup. So learn to bear with it anyway. But apart from lupsup, I hope you all have "absorbed" the spirit of S House. Selflessness. Sentimentality. Solitude. Coming in July, is the S House Chalet and Arts O Week. Into the school term, there is S HOUSE DAY. And beyond that, there is Arts Camp 2016. And many more magical years with S House to come.
Never forget, it's more than a House. It's more like a Home.
 |
| A wonderful dedicated team of OGLs, that I probably would cherish for life. |
I always tell people, a successful camp need not have awesome programmes or zero waiting time （妈的 zero waiting time 是不可能的啦......）. Instead, it is the people that keeps others coming back for more.
As an OGL, if there were waiting time, what are you gonna do?
As an OGL, if the programmes were boring, what are you gonna do?
As an OGL, if the weather is damn hot, what are you gonna do?
任何一个体制，它再完美或再kanasai，它是人创造出来的，也只有人才可以给它一个相应的命运。Arts Camp 里头大家相互勉励，做一堆很白痴的 cheer，对我来说，足矣。
Communal activities are what keeps people together. Cheering may seem really simple, but it is one of the pathetically few things that an OG can do together. It's just like how the TV brings a family together at night, or how the radio brings the Guard Room together (I had that awesome feeling during 2011 elections, the entire guard room didn't sleep!!!).
You'd have noticed by now that I am a rather soft person. Like a durian. I stink and I poke, but I am sweet and soft. BUT YOU MUST DARE TO OPEN ME FIRST. MUAHAHAHA.
Don't judge people. Anyone has a past. I have seen plenty who really wants to be a new person in University, but because of their past, they gave up. They succumbed to reality, to the mockery and discrimination that every immature one gives.
So what if one has been fucking around since 12? So what if one sells pirated VCDs before? So what if one works at a KTV? So what if one has a tattoo on her tits?
You were watching local-made porn last night. You kicked a dog yesterday. You cheated in a class test last year. You threw a bottle off the balcony when you were 6. In actual fact, none of the above actions are as harmful as yours.
From the Book of Matthew:
你们不要论断人，免得你们被论断。 因为你们怎样论断人，也必怎样被论断；你们用什么量器量给人，也必用什么量器量给你们。为什么看见你弟兄眼中有刺，却不想自己眼中有梁木呢？你自己眼中有梁木，怎能对你弟兄说“容我去掉你眼中的刺”呢？你这假冒为善的人！
Pride is not the opposite of shame, but its source;
True humility is the only antidote to shame.
先去掉自己眼中的梁木，然后才能看得清楚，去掉你弟兄眼中的刺。
For I wish the best, in all of their endeavours.
From the bottom of my heart. Loves.
