Okay, I'll agree that I am late (once again, and rather traditionally) on this because the crisis started about 2 months ago on this very day.

My hair is very important to me. I like the way it provides cover for my scalp. Because, trust me, when you're standing under the hot sun and feeling like your scalp is becoming a baking pan, you will desperately want some hair.

Hair is also important because it tells others who you are. Are you wacky with a mohawk hair? Or maybe clean and trendy with a backcomb? Or nerdy with a traditional sidecomb? Hair tells a lot about yourself.

But that's not to say not having hair (or rather, having it really short) is a bad thing in its entirety. It isn't. When I first shaved, I could feel a super cooling sensation. It's like your head instantly becomes like a weather station. You could feel the wind direction and speed. You could be the first to tell when a light drizzle comes. Or - as aforementioned - you could be the first to provide your keen baking cousin some oven on your head.

But I want my hair back. Hopefully it grows soon. It's probably growing at like 2mm a week, so returning to the hair I previously had would probably take... about 4 months.

Will be interesting to see how my hair grows from here though. I've never had like short, spiky hair, and given my hair's lack of firmness and thickness, it'll be interesting to see how it sprouts.

Boy, am I running out of blog ideas. Not studying sure squeezes your brain juices out. I must blame myself for not searching for content during army.

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Right, I just realised I do have something to say.

I remember on the 23th of March in Tekong, I woke up at about 4:50am to prepare to fall-in. When I switched on my phone's 4G (or rather, the lack of it given that it's Tekong and nothing really works), the first news that broke through was the passing of Singapore's founding father. It struck me, perhaps not as hard as other Singaporeans. The general mood in the camp wasn't greatly affected, I guess, because we didn't have much time to think about these anyway. It was just training after training.

Personally, I feel that LKY's passing is a great loss to Singapore, simply because of his contributions. We all know what he did, so I shall not elaborate. Instead, I shall share on what I've learnt from him.

I guess being a leader involves making decisions sometimes that may be unpopular or deemed as authoritarian, centralist. But from Mr Lee, I've learnt that you have got to make these decisions sometimes. It can be due to a crisis that is impending, a problem that needs to be solved urgently. I can understand that. The suppression of free speech was a sacrifice he had to make in order for Singapore to be united; at that point of time, religious and racial harmony was at stake. So today, I guess most of us have to understand that back then, Mr Lee did it for a reason, and that such suppression has to remain today. I myself have had to make decisions as a leader that perhaps didn't receive the best support from my mates. I didn't discuss every single thing with my mates and then take a vote, because it is inefficient at times. Sometimes when time is ticking, nobody has got time to ask everyone. You just have to do it so that the team benefits at the end of it all.

Mr Lee was also a very loving husband and father. Even though his life was largely dedicated to politics, from what I've read everywhere, Mr Lee sure knew how to dote on his wife. I need not go on and on about it; you could probably read about it on Yahoo! News or something like that. All his sweet words and stuff. And he cared for his children. Probably not the most huggish-type of parent or the most expressive, Mr Lee still kept a close eye on his children and kept them down-to-earth and raised them as normally as possible. From these, I've learnt that a man needs to know how to manage his family and career. And of course, dote on his partner. Even though ironically, I have never had a partner. So at this point of time, I'll probably just dote on myself. But hey, it could be useful in the future right? I would want my kids to be down-to-earth, and to have a fun childhood. Heck, I'll make us stay in a HDB again and let the kids play in the playgroun and play football in the void deck. That's what I did as a kid - and I want them to have that HDB-ness in them too.

Mr Lee was a great man, and I'm sure his legacy will remain for decades to come. Let us, at this point of time, look at the things he have given us. Rather than pointing out the things he had not given us *cough cough Amos Yee cough cough*, let's just appreciate his contributions. Whatever is around us is built by him. Yes, he has not given us free speech, nor the best tax structure, nor the best transport system in the world. But he's done more than any other leader would have done if given the same situation. I guess we have to be thankful. My parents and aunts always brought me up, telling me to 感恩, to be thankful for the things we have and not dwell on the things we don't.

So here's a salute to you, Mr Lee. Probably doesn't mean much because I'm merely a Recruit (and soon-to-be Private), but I am appreciative of all the tear-jerking and hair-yanking nights you had had for Singapore. Finally, you can rest. And rest assured, we will defend what you have given us.

Okay, that was a bit cheesy, wasn't it?

Song of the day:
Ellie Goulding - Love Me Like You Do
(You're the cure, you're the pain, you're the only thing I wanna touch.)