Today marked a milestone in my life.
From being a debater that stood in front of the room,
looking into the judges' eyes in hopes of scoring more style points,
To the one sitting in the Adjudicator's chair,
looking at the debater to detect eye-contact.
Felt so nostalgic as i walked into STC,
the familiar sign up booths, over-friendly ushers, etc.
Found out i was a main adj,
looked through the list to double confirm it,
looked thrice to see who else were main adjs.
Don't know what i did to deserve this chance, really.
Passion for debate is one thing but capability is another.
As i stood there giving feedback to the St. Andrew's debaters,
i kept thinking to myself,
if i were the one up there i would have made the same mistake.
And here i was, telling them to avoid making that mistake.
So instead of calling myself a hypocrite,
all these just drives my motivation to improve my skills.
And if i get the chance to go for MIDC this year,
it'll be all out, no matter whom im teamed up with, whatever people say.
Day started off horrible with my shitty GP results.
Worst i ever did, even in St. Margs.
Well at least i passed and dont have to clock in 10 hours of self study.
Got better when i met Amelia at Bishan.
Peaked when i felt the familiar nervous pounding of my heart in the middle of Round 1.
This day taught me so much.
Bad days wont stay bad if you do something about it.