quaint

ThankYou to Wey, for all the unintended amusement you gave us today with your err. slightly ill-informed faux pas purchases- heroic rendezvous rocks eh! [i HEART the damm cards]


ThankYou Carista, for your great and lovely company. grow fatter kay, my food buddy! thanks so much for the shirt. err....i promise not to discriminate pink. not too much anyway =x




because;


in my end is my beginning.

What the House Test Says About You

You consider yourself important, but no more important than anyone else. You love attention, but you don't feel like you deserve more of it than anyone else. You are a fairly community oriented person. You like to get to know your neighbors, but you also like your privacy. You get attached to neighborhoods and cities. You are a calm, contemplative, and smart person. You take ideas very seriously. You take good care of your physical appearance. You dress well, stay in shape, and do your best to look great. You are moved by romance and love. You are optimistic about people, and you love hearing about happy endings.

">What Type of Writer Should You Be?

You Are a Chocolate Shake

You are a total hedonist. You are drawn to pleasure. You are an expressive, over the top person. You're naturally dramatic. You're the type of person who always chooses quality over quantity. Life's too short to not have optimal experiences. You're proud of being picky.

">What Type of Writer Should You Be?

What Your Sunglasses Say About You

You are clever, unique, and a total nonconformist. Your sense of fashion is based on your own personal creativity. You need to be shaded from the mundane parts of life. You feel sunniest when you can express yourself freely and without judgment.

">What Type of Writer Should You Be?

You Are a Heart

Your life philosophy can be summed up as, "Love like you've never been hurt." Your greatest wish is to have harmony in all of your relationships. You can't help loving people, even when they're incredibly flawed. You are a true romantic, and you are willing to give almost anyone a second chance.

">What Type of Writer Should You Be?

You are the Sense of Sight

You are a very observant, detail oriented person. You are able to take in a lot of information at once. You often see things that other people never notice. You have a good eye for design and aesthetics. You love to be surrounded by beauty - natural or not. When you imagine how something should look, you see it clearly in your mind.

">What Type of Writer Should You Be?

You Should Be a Film Writer

You don't just create compelling stories, you see them as clearly as a movie in your mind. You have a knack for details and dialogue. You can really make a character come to life. Chances are, you enjoy creating all types of stories. The joy is in the storytelling. And nothing would please you more than millions of people seeing your story on the big screen!

What Type of Writer Should You Be?

the 107th

& its the last time. that i wear that green ting ting ((=

said goodbye to new pals made at cck. thanks guys. you made the past few weeks less monotonous,. its been a real good time hanging and crapping with you all ((= some, will ord by the time i return. others, will be posted elsewhere. a few will remain. if we could, and may fate dictate us the gift of a chance, to gather once more and have a errr. "cohesion" ((=

till then, we fly.

met up with huiting,zhikai, aung & jess for dinner last night to say goodbye to mr nco leaving for harabin. i'll see you again in more than a year's time, but yeah well. true freinds we'll always be, so no worries ((=
& oh, you're just too short for the...XD

a night of many partings, and with quite a few more to come.

its been a week of more muses., though at this point im certainly musing mostly on a few people. the realisation of their impacts in my life.

tonight. im still tinkering a ting ting thinking.

its certainly too dry; you could almost see it wet.

Ah yes freedom! had quite a good time in slackmore, despite the travelling distance being a real bitch.[ resigningly not complains] no, its the amount of time wasted that digusts.[ is trying hard not to whine further]

still, its quite the overall postive experience. before that i never travelled further to the west unless good , sensible reasons purposes me to. so in the spare, bored time i took a good look at the west side of the island and the people. some subtle differences. so many many more girls =p

and qutie a few cute + hot ones in white uniform[ i dont know the damm school. certainly not RV.] yay =d hurrah to temporary eye candies...


so lame, al lof this nonsense. im bored. rawrr. time to plan and make outings!

im too tired to even care.

a friend's words remain savagely selfishly stuck in my head.


why bother when they dont even return you anything.


its not about having to give or receive.


its about they not even giving a shit about you.



its about them, knowingly doin it that hurts the worst.



bugger off.

Cancelled. the florr's too wet and the weather looks completely unreliable. some pals gotta study too, so i guess theres always next week then (=

listening to destati is not good. makes me emo =/

haycon redux ii

Hola and Goood Morning!



muses for a moment*



in greater detail, pretty much uneventful, other than the bombshell dropped on monday, the hilarious but classified [nah. im too lazy] incident during tuesday, the peacefully conned situation on wednesday, the tiring & emo ponderings on thursday, finally wrapped up with the amusingly informative conversation with the young specialist on my leg injury on a rainy friday((=



this will be a quiet weekend to spend some time with my family before i leave.

watched the Olympics over the past week and read some amazing feats that 's inspired & touched me. i think the Chinese hosted a very successful event, and they are well deserved to be proud of themselves for a job very well done.((=

without going into the specifics, its caused several points of thinking. four years or even much longer, just for that few seconds, or even less, that separates you a champion from the rest. that mind -hardened resolve to simply not just compete with the best, but to rise above the best.A single chasm of either pure rapture or bitter angst awaits all of them at the end of it.

what of the athletes who retire at the end of it? without something to train for , the youthful years all spent on the aim of a medal, what will happened after all their glory, or past failures on the world of competitive sport? they walk right into the unknown, many of them, completely unprepared.

Phelp's achievement does not pale in comparsion to the other less published stories of sucess . the former cancer dude who battled the disease and swam a darn gruelling 10km to clinch his gold, or the lady with one leg amputated who competed and finished 16 out of 25. & so many, many more.none, any less mammoth in task, heroic in completion. ((=


it sets you thinking, aint it. how the mind over matter, or mind over body barrier is how much we allow we set ourselves to be. i guess one difference is that these people dont allow such limits to define them.they constantly break it, perhaps out of necessity now, but in later life it will stand them in good stead.

alright. enough musing. *looks out the window and sighs. great weather to sleep. but BAD weather to be playing football. very bad ))= skies darkening so rapidly lights are now on in the place. -_0

thats it for now. so many thoughts swirling in my head though ((=

halycon redux

Hola! back from another amusing & equally meaningless week from the "office"

most facial expressions were largely limited to > :) or o.0 or -_0 or z_z

heh.

recovered well enough to run today ((= a little stiff, but otherwise its been relatively satisfying (=


ho hum. continue this tomorrow ((=

this reflects my mood now.

calm in contemplation

melded with silence

as i await

streaks of grey

yonder in twirl

to the date

110908.

Zilly's right. not sleeping enough makes the body just suffer.


but.... still pretty much annoyed that i can feel unwell TWICE in a week

pathetic.

it means my immune system isnt good. it means i was damm stupid to play football instead of using an opportune moment to sleep in. wow. big deal. -_0


this lambasting isnt working.

its childish.

hence the irritation exacerbates and rebounds upon itself.

useless.


i realise now i need to take care of myself more , and not ignore the warning signs. running 8km and playing football the next day just because the body feels fine on pretext.


theres a reason, mr ee-diot, why we complete a set of medication and not leave it behind ignored.




smlj.

inaccuracy

spend this weekend on saturday playing football at marine parade. we havent played since the beginning of march so it was cool to see all the army peeps again. though...could we not talk about army that much please (=

really love playing football.if it was an ideal scenario i would play everyday. but time,circumstance & life does not allow us that luxury, so we make do. [=

im liking marine parade more everytime i visit. mum suggested that i move there. mothers. (= she knows i like windy, breezy open spaces near the coastlines. in the future? maybe so (= marine parade flats are exxxpensive.

went to the band farewell. pretty fun, though i dont need to know about non-participation the moment i arrive. to whom it may concern. give the due respect to those orgainising.they planned and made this work just specifically for you.


as i sat at the back of the bandroom in a familiar position of the fan above me i recall with great fondness of the times spent in that enclosed space. much of the 4 years were spent underground there. so much , so many memories. so many who have come and gone, passed the door.so many times i have walked in and out of it all. a tinge of sadness, but mostly just a sense of raw, open contentment. it makes me want to play again. it makes me saddened at my own pause right now. but i know. its up to me to pick up that instrument and start all over once more. because i love playing. its more than just a simple passion. & no matter how long, or how hard, i just simply cant let it go.

mattering over matter.



this week is AHM! so im hoping for this week to pass by quickly, get the AHM thingy done and over with. & get my half day off! as well as half day off for friday (= woohoo.









i love seeing you smile.


i dont know the reason why


but a little twit told me


i dont need a reason.


& its perfectly true

i just want to see you smile, everyday.

HEEX

Harrox! :) I lurbs medium rare steak.

Do you?

rain

My GD (= yes, miss tai tai, you matter. (=


im sorry for not informing you, so here! the post becomes prettier with your picture. (=

(=








Never fails to bring a smile to my face, when the raindrops come a fallin'





its been such a dull week i've brushed aside the collective inert laziness to read (=








so 8 books lie in my coffin, 3 finished within 2 days [ hurray for speed read!] they were all easy , familiar proses from writers i already worked[their books, mind =p] on before.





an addictive hobby. not to mention expensive, therefore... hurray to the national library! =D





if you know of any interesting titles do recommend! (=

im lucky enough to be completely influenced/psycho-ed/brainwashed by a certain person early in my life *hint hint: universally known [= as well as other special ones along the route so far

that advent instigator put thoughts into my head. thoughts to tell me to speak the things way should be. not just truth, but how i feel about things, or in particular, people.

it may hold little weight, words, especially in this age of cynicism, but what matters more is we express out how we feel. at least, thats important to me. how else do you know you arent taking granted of your loved ones? i guess one easy way is to always express it verbally. & that was how i've always been taught. though not necessarily followed.




i have the worst habit of sliding off on people, with or without the intentions. so i guess again, the only one way is to tell people directly how i feel about them. it can be awkward, it can be embarrassing, but i know, at the end of it all, i've spoken my heart. have you? (= pride stands between your way, more often than not, between the realisation and fruition of things.marvellous things. maybe unhappy things sometimes. yet. if you give in to pride, then you would have lost everything you worked/fought/aimed/strived so hard for, only to perhaps salvage what you already owned in the first palce-that very little piece called pride.

im not preaching, i hope. this goes out to a few people who i know arent doing so great right now because of their scenarios they face.or the people that they...=X....but! it comes from mr ee.'s kay. its priceless! XD

& do you know, how much you matter to me?


at the very point of that decision, that very moment

it would never, could never, be the same again.

a defiant whisper argues otherwise. a reluctance to hear.

why am i not letting it die

or does my sturbborn heart, with its endless faith

believe otherwise

may be so, may be not.

nevertheless,

goodbye.





Hanson: " it can only get better when you work at it" [=

Hello There Friend;

here, annoyingly back again . heh

sleeping it over. slept it gone. did not notice how tired i was until i hit the bed again and did a quick count of the hours i slept since friday night.

fever's gone, aching's mild now, and eyes are slightly more recharged. thats it about me.


met yazid on saturday. a chance visit at wheelock, hes become so buff! XD

good to chat with him. a strange rush of affection when he said he missed me because he was the only friend i had and to talk to in jc.

)= heart hurts for him. hes witty and actually rather smart. sure his sense of humour and jokes are incredibly self- depreciating, wrapped in a way. but talking to him is usually easy and spontaneous. unfortunately his psychological barrier in socialising mixes a potent concoction with his low self-esteem. )=


met up with mel and wj [= there used to be a much bigger group but like all things in life people move on , from place to place. its good still, makes me appreciate their presence more. (=

another medical falling on wed, hoping its not a 30sec x-ray scan again, wth -_0, that it just wastes the entire wednesday. i dont care. my life now till i leave, is a stagnant static in my employer's premises. what i do during the time inside is what im interested in-reading.

14 new people will join us, but they are posted till the are &^%^&%$)*&%)&*% . heh heh heh. classified infomation ^^ we? like one of my superior says, parked there almost illegally. cant wait for friday 5pm to come back again.

Thank You God, for your wonderful love, incredible care and best of all, your patient guidance.


off for now. back, on friday. praying it wont be so fragmented and disjointed, such as are the recent entries.


i rather contentment than happiness. living on one end of a spectrum of emotions is just too extreme. or maybe because im too pessimistic,assuring myself whats waiting for the other end of this broad brand of spectrum. misery loves company.

Hello Yellow

May i play more football? (=

After a long hiatus playing it again was sheer joy [=

meeting up with pals was of course, another bonus. its harder now though, with peeps either preparing for exams in jc/poly or in different vocations serving NS,hence the disparate times when we're all actually free.[ its harder too, when pals pick up injuries from NS =/ ]

still we try to make do and play whenever we can [=

i've told the people who matter that im going away, so its an open secret - flying off to Taiwan. Wingsum struck a chord when she said she actually figured i was looking forward to leaving. heh. perceptive, and highly accurate,for one who seems highly insane [=

its still early days of course. ask me more. iim not really going to make much mention about this here.in due time.

the week passed by quickly and fine.

We celebrated 43 years of Independence [ dont know why, im loathed to call it a birthday thing] on 9 Aug peacefully.

watched the century long dream [yes, its that long] of the Chinese people come to realisation at the terrific opening ceremony. Hurray China! [= excellent opening ceremony. the choreography was gorgeous, the technology aided in seamlessly brilliant, though it was ..erm. draggy at times. but eh, its THEIR ceremony, and they waited hell long for it to show the world. entitled to drag =p

i love Singapore just a little bit more. especially talking to overseas pals and foreign friends living here. by many standards we take TOO many things for granted. way too many [= time to start appreciating no?


so many things i wish to say, but im too tired. just too tired. maybe an update later in the afternoon.

many thanks to zhi han [again!] for your listening ears and your willingness to accompany a disgruntled, grumpmy-frumpy, evil mood evil eehern [= THANK YOU! but please, your twit speak ARRRGH XD


special thanks to wingsum too [= many thanks as well, you crazy girl.. many thanks.




Look at the stars,
Look how they shine for you
And everything you do,
Yeah they were all yellow.


I came along
I wrote a song for you
And all the things you do
And it was called yellow


Your skin Oh yeah your skin and bones
Turn into something beautiful
D'you know you know I love you so
You know I love you so

I swam across
I jumped across for you
Oh all the things you do
Cause you were all yellow

Your skin Oh yeah your skin and bones
Turn into something beautiful
D'you know for you i bleed myself dry
For you i bleed myself dry


Its true look how they shine for you
look how they shine for you



look at the stars look how they shine for you.

pull against push

unimaginative title front . =D

not enough critical thinking eh, zee? (=

but its relevant to how i feel strongly about certain issues. and its not about army.at least, you get certain amount of derision and predictable drivel coming from all directions by bored to death "high rankers" ^^

new unit, same camp, familar faces, so its not all bad.

of course, cant expect holiday treatment like the past 6 weeks.

kinda like a growing up survival course. play acting .

a lot of thoughts, nothing concrete so its another wait and see game just like during bmt.

certainly hope carl and shaun are in the same bunk as i am.

predicting us to join in straightaway so there probably wont have any UIP. ....o__-

so im optimistic this week will end with less questions and more answers.

gotta keep asking. (=







i know you're trying. & its appreciated. even if its just too late to turn back now.

Shove & Pull

First off, my 6 week holiday has ended! D=

Truly fortunate.got posted back to cck. half my platoon got....1st Guards! XD [though the location rocks..its bedok!]

I am now officially a full fledged signaller. (=

which could mean a lot of things.(=


Thank you for SHOWING me you dont give a SHIT. (=

Thank you for all your CRAP. (=

Thank you for giving me a reason, not excuse, to waltz out that door. (=


no more. (=



watched 2 bad movies this week. Hellboy just shamelessly set itself a 2nd sequel, mummy was just....zombified horrifyingly bad.

was in decent company though so fair enough.

Its the National Week! which also means payday week for us =D

thats it for now.