yeah....Things will only get better

Never thought of turning up for the parade. It only serves to remind me of some unpleasant memories.

However, I turned up anyway. Just like a magnet attracting a piece of metal. The emotions, the attachment. The sense of belonging.

I wasn't a bit dissapointed. I'm extremely touched. To see our officers give their all, despite knowing much grumbling and complain actually preceeded this wonderful display. To witness creativity in otherwise some very "rigid, very cast ine stone" drills.

The setting was different; it wasn't a parade square. This is where the band took over. The choreography was excellent; how they managed to get band officers from all ASEAN nations together is testimony to their ability and the allure of music.

Tears welled up whenever the PRS March was played. So near yet so far.

Met up with many old friends. Saw the officer in charge of recruitment. He cuts a charming image in his 5(T) with his young son on his right.

Was extremely surprised to meet Ted. Ted's an officer from the Philippines. I knew him many years back, about 10 in fact. He was introduced to me by Sheryl, my first girlfriend. I haven't seen Sher for many many years. No strong desire to do so too. Not that we splitted on unpleasant terms, just didn't feel the need?

But it's always good to meet up with old friends. Had a quick word with Ted and exchanged contacts.

The discovery of the day was in fact when Ted told me that Sheryl is currently residing in UK with her husband, Al. Dr Al in fact. They are expecting their first child any time soon. Well, it's great to know that she's doing well.

But well, the shocking thing is that, she's a Special Constable, something like our VSC and is seriously thinking of joining the police full time.

Damn it... why do I (only) fall for police officers?

Labels: reflection, thoughts