Seriously, what's the point of stepping down; what's the point of leaving; what's the point of joining scouts in the first place. Borned a servant; grew up as an assistant; enjoyed boys' brigade; ventured into scouts since boys' brigade isn't available - and who am I now? I learnt the art of acting, or rather, taming. In lame-man terms; a boot-licker. Scouts have taken all of me, filled me with unpleasant memories, and gave me a great deal of cca points and an admirable rank. And since, I've gotten what I have always wanted, it's time to say goodbye. The taming must stop. I must wash my hands off scouting, and I'm not gonna allow it to take my life.

My character haven't changed. As pure as ever. I admit. I love to climb, and take control. But this is too much. As long as there's anyone above me, I'd want them down. Otherwise, I'll have an axe to grind behind all that I do. My perserverance and determination attitude brought me some achievements. But no doubt, it's the game that had allowed all these additional positive remarks. I love to kill (not literally - it's more like sacking people below if I find them useless), but I can't reject. I don't know how to say "no"! I'm a total failure in this field. Why? That's the only side of me that exposes the warm-blooded inner me when I'm not supposed to be!

Rejection; teach me how to. I hate my inability to execute such a simple action. Must scout continue to stay in my mind, for eternity? Must scout be always attached to me, emtionally, physically, and psychologically? Must I continue to live my life in total darkness - the world of cold-bloodedness? I need to say no.