A New Year Too Late

Perhaps I am little too late to celebrate the New Year here.However that doesn't really matter since I went to countdown with my dear GV gang.2009 was a terrible year for me, I have lost almost everything that are dearest to me.I do not wish to look back and reflect like many others did.It's pointless.What doesn't break me only me makes me more bent on getting back up and at you.Instead of setting a gazillion resolutions that isn't never going to be fulfilled anyway, I have simply chosen 2 simple things to do in the coming new year-Read and Write more

Army has diluted my appetite for books and writing.I remembered the times where I can read 2 or 3 books a week without batting and an eyelid.Now I am still struggling to complete Men in White after 3 months.I used to write and actively comment on current issues, Piaroh will remember the countless discussion we have on his blog.Now I have to resort to Facebook as a quick solution to my pent-up feelings.

I admit it was my choice to allow myself to have fallen, I have allowed my emotions to get the better of me, only to realise that I have been made a fool all along, only a week before the New Year.A cruel present indeed. Being in the company of intellectually challenged people in Tekong for a couple of months also caused permanent damage to my brain.I am not one to mince my words, most of the people I met in Tekong are a bunch of retards and scrooges( a sad excuse for their failure in life).The size of their grey matter in their cavity rivals that of a snow pea at times.Army has made me lazy, I mean mixing with those idiots is enough to discourage me from doing anything constructive since then

I don't expect myself to get back into shape so soon.Maybe one book every fornight would be a good target to start since I have been reading tonnes of news magazines currently to make up for what I have lost.Of course, expect more updates from me at this place circa-2007.Simple two things to be done.Let's just see whether I have the fortitude to see it to the end.

Who can give me the answer I have been searching?It's definitely not myself alone.Well,Let's just take everything step-by-step and see how it works out.





Heracles

And next I caught a glimpse of powerful Heracles—

His ghost I mean: the man himself delights in the grand feasts of the deathless gods on high...

Around him cries of the dead rang out like cries of birds scattering left and right in horror as on he came like night

A Long Road Back

Finally recovered from the viral fever which has been tormenting me for the past week.Reported sick twice in camp and given all sorts of useless medicine which didn't brought down the fever.In the end, I still end up in A & E.The fever is finally gone but my whole body is already wasted-the same can be said of my blog.

About two or three saturdays ago, we(the GV gang) met up as usual.This time we decided to eat at Kuishin-Bo.That place has become so crowded like a feeding pen and this disgusted me.The standard was a far cry from what I have eaten a few years back.The seafood was hardly what you call fresh and strangely everything tasted more or less the same as if they were churned out from one big vat.

But the main thing wasn't the food, it turned out that this gathering became a emo session for all of us.Well me and Ah Loy have joined the growing group of NMNHNLM(No $ No Honey No One Loves Me) and the girls are sort of unraveling under their very "exciting" uni life. What a weird bunch of people together.Nevertheless, me and Ah Loy have to stuff ourselves silly to make up for the shortfall because the girls weren't exactly hungry.We went to esplanade to hang around after dinner.Bought Cher a mini-cake but the candle wasn't lighted because it was blown out accidentally.

All of it felt as if it was the dream of butterfly but a part of my heart died when I finally woke up. I guess my rationale part decided to kill it so that it remains there forever-in my heart.

I vow to thee My Country

I vow to thee my country, all earthly things above,

Entire and whole and perfect, the service of my love;

The love that asks no question, the love that stands the test,

That lays upon the altar the dearest and the best;

The love that never falters, the love that pays the price,

The love that makes undaunted the final sacrifice.

And there's another country, I've heard of long ago,

Most dear to them that love her, most great to them that know;

We may not count her armies, we may not see her King;

Her fortress is a faithful heart, her pride is suffering;

And soul by soul and silently her shining bounds increase,

And her ways are ways of gentleness, and all her paths are peace.

我已经忘记自己第几次独自度过看似漫长却又短暂的周末, 开始习惯思念的滋味,习惯独来独往的生活,习惯了一切...





Tell me when August ends

The lack of update from my blog can be attributed to my monotonous life and my laziness.Well not really monotonous, I just came back from my pistol range this week.I'm in one of the few formations that utilizes pistol in combat-in fact the pistol is my formation's primary arm, not the rifle.So yea learning to shoot properly with the pistol may well save my ass one day except for one little problem.I'm a right-hander with right master-eye but I hold and aim the pistol with my left hand, which makes it very awkward for me to operate the pistol if it is designed for righties.A little known fact about me that I haven't mention to people except for a few- I can actually write with both hands since I was a leftie before I was forced(with much pain and tears) to become a rightie for "convenience sake".So my body or more like my brain is accustomed to doing certain stuff with my left hand.It can be a pain in the ass sometimes having to choose which hand to use.My score wasn't too bad, if only they had marksman for pistol, I would have gotten it.I feel much more at ease and natural using a pistol than wielding a 5Kg rifle like most of my friends are now(lucky me hahaha).

The GV gang finally went to Timbre 3 weeks ago after the guys(Roy, WK and me) went in to queue for seats early in the evening while the girls(Cher and JH) just sailed in like that at 8+.So waikit cannot complain now that we have finally went in and got seats but he did.Well the price for the drinks and the food was abit on the high side but I kinda expected it.This is not your kopitiam where the uncles drink their tier beer like tap water.The music was good even for a person like me who don't really listen to english songs.As for the service, it was abit lack-luster since we weren't exactly their high-spending customers.Wouldn't really go back again due to the nightmarish queue.

I have been thinking much this few weeks while time continue to sail past me and my world moves ahead of me.Am I really getting myself into endless misery when it wasn't meant to be like that in the first place.I have been waiting and kept my faith but there is this desire to just flip over especially when it feels I am just wasting my time and effort like this.How long am I going to pretend that nothing has happened?Someone enlighten me please.
我疑惑但是原谅,因为你留下,我是否是太傻了?我真的不知道.





Interesting

I noticed an interesting trend.More and more weird people are visiting my blog besides my regulars.And they seem to hail mostly from my college.I know their face but I do not know them.I wonder what's so interesting about my life that they want to know.Let me extend my warm welcome to you.You are welcome to read my maddeningly boring blog.However, it's a big no no to start inferring things and spread them around like market gossip.People who drum things up are hated and you know what happens to them?They are cut out of the loop

Life's been a bored and I can't wait to get into uni proper in 2011 and start moving closer to my ///M3.At the same time I can get my revenge on certain people if I ever run into them at work. I do not forgive easily and I do not forget.If it takes ten years to get back at you, I will.I am a patient hunter.Sorry but you have seen the dark side of me muahahaha

I know I sound abit vengeful in this post but certain people just irks me.Especially those who post veiled insults.Your mouth is still as foul as ever and teeth as yellow so please stop smiling like some beaver.I am glad that you ended up in some shit job now.This is what I call karma.I do not need to get back at you, fate will.

Spent my block leave catching up with friends and associates.Had a great time with all of them.Details will not be elaborated as they will either bored you to death or will invite unnecessary trouble for me.Just came back from watching Transformers with Hen, Cher and Jiehui.Thanks to miss yap again, who booked our tickets before you can even say "huh?", we ended up in the first row.To quote the CNA movie reviewer "There's style but no substance."This show did got me to appreciate the Chevrolet Camaro though(The yellow Car that is Bumblebee).I never took a liking to American muscle cars with their overly styled body and engine that is wasted on a car that turns like a barge around the corners.But I am impressed by the brute look and strength of the Camaro and I am not the only one who thinks like that.I guess that's something for GM to be happy about amidst the chapter 11 doom since all the year 2009 model Camaros are all booked before they even rolled out of the factory and there is apparently a 6 months waiting list for one.But whether GM can get its act together will depend on more than the Camaro.

An Infidel-though not of the worst sort for now




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