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i am not a huggy person. i give hugs rarely. and only to the best people.
i love big dogs.
i can be a morning person, if need be. if not, i am very cranky.
i am not very fond of balloons. nor clowns.
i hate small talk.
i chew the tip of my straws if and when i use them.
i enjoy 'fake' strawberries.
i'm very good at licking ice cream, but bad at biting burgers.
i love my stapler.
you'll know it when i don't hear you when i smile a lot.
i am the most un-romantic person i know.
contrary to popular belief, i do cry easily.
i bite.

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Saturday, January 07, 2006
My Life As An Officer




Hullo everyone! These people inpsire me every Friday to getting under the sun, scream my lungs (and my voice) out and be the best officer there ever was, is and forever will be in the history of PSHSWV AFCAT-1. Yes, this is MY Alpha 1, my flight.

Most people do not understand the essence of CAT. As I've written in our school paper, CAT isn't just about baking under the heat of the sun or frying in your own sweat. (If you wanna know more, pick up a copy of Banaag...)

I don't want to sound desperate or anything so I won't plague you with the details of our every formation... : )

Most people in our school don't recognize our hardships. Most don't see that we, officers, are giving parts of ourselves in service to everyone. They just don't.

Some people see us as enemies to be wary of. Some people see us as monsters. I don't care about those people. I just don't.

What matters to me are the ones who cared to understand us. That with our heavy responsibilities we have to risk some of the things we have. We have to give up our time to eat just to plan for an upcoming formation. We have to give up some of our time to study for the next period's quiz just to talk about our grading scheme. But life isn't all about this.

Being an officer is very rewarding. I don't give a damn about the people who talk behind our backs. To hell with them! I'm enjoying what I do and that's all there is to it.

Another aspect of being an officer is the COQC. It's like putting your hands in fresh, unshaped clay. You can mold the next set of officers to become the best (well, second to you, of couse but best for the sake of saying it... : ) ...) or the worst monsters... Hope they do well next year...