Monday, March 21, 2011 9:33 PM
It's all in my mind.
Shit. Make me cry again. How the hell do I face you?
It's not fair.
It'f not fair that I start crying, rendering my critical self useless.
It's not fair at all, Sir.
Suddenly, I cannot stay pissed off at you.
I disagree, but in light of what you say, what else can I think?
That disagreement portion is so tiny in comparison.
In comparison... to the message sent by your action, by your words, by your self.
My bad, my bad.
After you pour out your emotions, how can I judge you as critically as before?
Even if I disagree, so what?
In the shadow of your love for hotshots, what else can I think? After your confession, what can I say?
Humans are such emotion oriented beings.
If we can still rationalise properly, ignoring the pull of our heartstrings,
Perhaps we care insufficiently.
At first I could have worn a skeptical look on my face. Like what Seow Hwee rightly points out, I don't see that you get my point.
Similarly, I don't see your point about candlelight night. Though you explained the debrief section, it comes down to a different POV about the same situation in the hall.
The only difference I see is that you are pressured by your post. The enthusiasm extended to the NCOs was not allowed to include you.
Perhaps being Sir yourself, the state of the unit would bother you more.
Your love for RVNP would have rendered it relevant.
The lack of a disciplined unit?
I wouldn't know, but I thought it was thus every year? The running, the snatching.
You could draw on experience, I guess. It's not my place to speak.
Or, perhaps, your 5 core values of standard, discipline, initiative, respect, unity?
During CJ CID, we got a professional journalist to share his experiences with us.
In that, he said that the movie producers he critiques always rebut that he doesn't know how much effort it took to produce the movie, etc. He has no right to critique.
He disagrees- he says that not knowing the background his critique is objective. He sees it as an outsider.
It is clearer this way.
If the reverse is true,
Then I guess I had no right to critique. I had to be bias.
I'm sorry, Sir.
"I was not wrong to scold you all, I was wrong to show that I cared more for you all."
I think it is by this line that it all came running down my face.
(Since when was the system so harsh? Of all the things hardest to hold back, it is the things from the heart. Isn't the way your heart points always right? Then why is it wrong to let it lead you?)
I pressed it away, hurriedly, rushing through the line to hope the impact was less.
But no.
By the time he says that he failed as a CI because he was back to being the squad IC of the NCO squad, it wouldn't stop.
Tears like rain.
Yet, a part of me wanted the words on the page to continue on forever. I didn't want to reach the bottom of the page.
The words that you cared for Hotshots, Sir.
I said in my previous post:
Sir, you stepping in at that time only achieved one thing for me: you made the NCOs the cadets' equal.
For one who was trying to hone us from sec 3 cadets into NCOs... (Y)
Well, what does that make me now, since I made you an equal to us NCOs in my post?
What does that make me now, since I made the IC Hotshots loved- loves- most feel like a failure?
Shit.
Debrief-
No, it did not give everyone the wrong idea.
It's just me, I think. With me being oversensitive, perhaps.
Perhaps.
And for this one person, you feel like a failure?
Please. Don't.
Kristine reckons that our post was cruel on Sir.
I see that now, I guess.
Although I will not regret that I posted, I realise that my venting just hurt you more.
I regret not that I posted, but the cutting effect my words had on you.
Because you cared beyond what I expected from you.
Because your emotions were stronger than what I thought possible.
In light of that, my bad, Sir.
I'm sorry, Staff.
I don't have the right to make you feel sad.
I don't have the right to make you feel like a failure.
"I chose this. I have to and shall live through this."
I had no right to add to that, make you feel worse, Sir. I have no right to, since you came back for Hotshots.
I'm sorry.
We are all only human, Sir. But you made our mistake- if any- a crime. And we have now a punishment of which effects are intangible, but ever present.
... I think I managed to condemn you in my post, Sir.
... Seems like I have more to apologise for.
到这个地步,一千一万个对不起已经没有用了。
但是我还是这句:对不起。深深地,对不起。
"I don't know how to put it anymore. Why am I even posting this? Because I damn bloody care. I shouldn't."
And yet you reached out anyway. The fact that Staff lives on in Sir... that's why.
"My reason for coming back as a CI: Nurture you all in the last phase of your NP life; to share whatever I have learnt there with you all, hoping to leave some decent memories in your NCOship. And this time, I've failed myself."
I shall disagree again, Sir.
On the contrary, this episode only serves to amplify how much you care.
The negative effects we feel now...
They will dissipate eventually to reveal the deepening bond.
... I said before, didn't I.
A love hate relationship, if you please.
Either way, ICs and their cadets share a special bond.
You had to read my post, you had to suffer all the ill emotions it aroused within you.
And yet, you comfort me about the cadet.
When I thoroughly don't deserve it anymore, you still did.
While you try to make me/us feel better, you demean yourself.
What the shit did I do?
Mixed feelings.
So many.
I know I had a part in it.
A big part of it.
Perhaps even bigger than the effect of your scolding itself, Sir.
I don't know.
Personally, I don't know how to react to your email.
I don't know, but one thing I do know is that it was heartwrenching.
Beyond the fact that I am primarily responsible for your sense of failure, nothing comes into my mind anymore.
上万个对不起, 我怎么说的出口?
可能现在已经没有意义了。
要挽回一切,太迟了吗?
是我的错,一直都是。
深深的,从心发出来的:对不起。
You should hate me. Maybe I'd get what I deserve.
But Staff, I'm sorry.
Labels: Deep Emotions, Hotshots♥ /RVNP