Welfare Services Club
welfare services club or WSC for short... i've been in this club since year 1 in uni... for 3 years, i've join various committees within e club n taken up different portfolios.. i never thought i would stay on in e sma e eca for so long...
in year 1, i joined one of the supporting committee -- volunteer management (vm); in year 2, i was suppose to continue to join vm but i got a prompting from e Lord to go try for e secretariat supporting committee, got e feeling tt i'll be offered e asst. hon. gen. post... well e post did come though it was in year 3...
year 3 was especially significant, for once i was in e mgt comm, more responsibility, more work, more friends...
just had e final event on monday... thank you dinner at miramar hotel... after the event really contemplating on e option of leaving but i felt if i don't go after the after TYD activity with them, there's not much chance left liao... went to news room bar after tt went back to hotel at 3am... played cards for a while before we hit e sack at 5am... woke up at 10am... after checking-out, we went for dim sum lunch... then share cab back hall...
right now, i'm feeling sad... but all good things must come to an end... though i didn't cry on monday night, i felt lost... yes, there's no more tiring committees but i will miss e long late night meetings followed by makan sessions.... outings and chalets... through good times and bad... though our term of office has ended... 9th comm will never end... and friends are friends forever if e Lord r Lord of them... i can't help it... my tears juz tickled down whenever this thought comes to mind... must start adapting to this new found freedom... a mixture of feelings... never felt like this for other committees and other clubs when i step down...
in year 1, i joined one of the supporting committee -- volunteer management (vm); in year 2, i was suppose to continue to join vm but i got a prompting from e Lord to go try for e secretariat supporting committee, got e feeling tt i'll be offered e asst. hon. gen. post... well e post did come though it was in year 3...
year 3 was especially significant, for once i was in e mgt comm, more responsibility, more work, more friends...
just had e final event on monday... thank you dinner at miramar hotel... after the event really contemplating on e option of leaving but i felt if i don't go after the after TYD activity with them, there's not much chance left liao... went to news room bar after tt went back to hotel at 3am... played cards for a while before we hit e sack at 5am... woke up at 10am... after checking-out, we went for dim sum lunch... then share cab back hall...
right now, i'm feeling sad... but all good things must come to an end... though i didn't cry on monday night, i felt lost... yes, there's no more tiring committees but i will miss e long late night meetings followed by makan sessions.... outings and chalets... through good times and bad... though our term of office has ended... 9th comm will never end... and friends are friends forever if e Lord r Lord of them... i can't help it... my tears juz tickled down whenever this thought comes to mind... must start adapting to this new found freedom... a mixture of feelings... never felt like this for other committees and other clubs when i step down...
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