the command of the fish

this post is reserved for c block command and whatever happens that night.
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the day after c block command

11:55AM - was awakened by an sms. i haven't replied yet. soon. just realised that i missed breakfast. but today being Good Friday, i don't think there's any breakfast anyway.

12:11PM - back to my room, writing this.

12:17PM - replied the sms.

12:18PM - reply came. -skip, skip- hmm. aiya, after replying with such a serious and honest sms, the reply spoilt my moment sia. ;) i'll write about this some other time i guess. first, scold myself: childish! cold feet!

12:19PM -
block command. what should i say? in this whole academic year, there's nothing the block has done better than this one. i felt at home for once. it's funny. the time i felt at home was the time i last saw the final years gathering together. sorry if i were to be "emotion-ful" during the course of writing this. it's not very usual for me to experience such a strong feeling for the block. so yea. i guess being full with emotion is justified once in awhile.

shit, i'm on the verge of tearing away. calm down. calm down.

the whole thing started as a block supper. all the non final years gathered together at the rooftop, talking like nothing is happening. everything felt normal. i was talking to lionel, sx, jc, rb, sundeep, e-wei, and a few more people. then the final years came with food. yes. they were the ones cooking. and they cooked damn a lot of food. and the food was very, very nice. a pinnacle of c block culinary skills so far seen. we ate and ate and ate. chicken heaven. bacon baguette. veg pasta. tom yam soup. breadcake. fondue. liling's bee hoon. chicken wings. mudpie. brownies. cheesecake (courtesy of chun ying). secret recipe's cake. leong's kong ba bao. (and probably another one or two things that i missed out.)

just when we were about to begin the first command game, our rf came and chased us out. apparently some other person of influence told him to stop our noisy activity. so we've no choice but to follow. we moved down to recre room. we're a bit down. some of us left to study and everything. i decided to go down. i thought, for once, i should put in more efforts on c block. so i did and went down to recre room.

the game were scrapped and we started with a song. the room was darkened, candles were lit. the final-years were escorted in with blindfolds. meanwhile, we hummed the family song. the block comm put the scrapbook they prepared for them in front of each final-year. the atmosphere was filled with emotion. we saw some final-years sobbing already. i felt probably about a tenth of what they felt, or even less. but that made me realized what they feel inside really. even those that kept smiling throughout, inside, they must be welling with tears. they sure felt ten thousand times worst than me. and yet, i was already sad enough.

when told whether they have any messages for us, one of them told us to spend some efforts knowing our own batch-mates and not just our close friends. otherwise we might regret it when our final few moments living in hall dawned on us.

the block comm played a video showing the past events that the final-years went through. also showed some interviews with c-blockers. quite funny that part.

then sigh. we had the c block song moment. everyone sang it. and the final-years are really crying now. i can't believe that these few days will be the last time i'm seeing them around. will definitely missed some of them greatly. yongchee, chris, martin, ivy, xin'en, koko. sigh.

after the whole thing, we had some phototaking. we took lots of lame photos. i took the only photo i ever take with xin'en, my council senior by three years. then we took some brokeback photos too, with yc and sundeep. then sundeep "everyday's my birthday" celebration commenced. a last tribute to yc who requested it. taupok en masse proceeded from there. fifteen people and more per taupok. and there were like ten taupoks that night. i was the third person most of the time. shit. damn pain.

fun aside, deep inside, we're still feeling it. the sadness and everything. every good story must end. so i guess here's an end to a damn great story for the final-years and the rest of the c-blockers.

thank you final-years. it was 2am, and we finally ended our block command. i'll be posting photos when i got them from all the people who took photos yesterday.