This is long overdue, given that my trip was made in March ha..

Middle: A happy reunion with my dear girl. A very sleepy but happy little girl picked me up from the train station when I arrived. Its been almost 3 months already, and I'm really looking forward to her return in July! :)

Let's start from extreme left and go counter closewise:

My house in my 4th year. The happiest year amongst my four in London, cos the house was always so croweded with people *

Yup, like I said, always full of people. The guys were celebrating R's birthday, and the entire bunch was there. It is not that I demand a gathering of everyone as a closure to my time in UK, but because when I left, everyone in my house were away on holidays, and leaving an empty house after 4 years of fond memories wasn't what I had in mind.

Hui Min and I in Athens. What you see here is Acropolis. It is huge! The architecture covered the entire hilltop. It might not seem all that impressive from a photograph point of view, but give that it was constructed during the times of manualmobile, its no mean feat to drag those pillars up the hills.

Hui Min with her Greek Prata at a restaurant. The food there is generally salty, very salty, and very salty. Really.

With my housemates at 4 Seasons restaurant. No restaurant I've been to so far matches 4 Seasons for their roast duck. Crisp, fat and sinful :D. I miss all those celebrations and gatherings there.

Finally, Hui Min at Trinity College on Oxford. If you find this dining hall familiar, then you are right. This is where Harry Potter has his lunch and dinner. The actual hall serves the same purpose, except that its smaller and it doesn't have a magical roof. And candles don't float.

Today is really, just a day for me to reset to restart another week. Spent the past hour loking through my school photos, and it makes me wonder how the past 4 years passed by so quickly. Yes I know I've said that a million times, but I suppose you can't blame me for missing the carefree life then.

Of my dear girl

Year 2002 - 2003

Year 2003 - 2004

I found that its takes a great deal to respect a person, and it takes just that bit for the respect to be lost.

You probably would have gathered from the previous post, the past week wasn't all that smooth. I was roped into the formation workplan team, and I had been slogging for the last couple of weeks with a couple of my friends on the slides. It wasn't easy, as the department we were supposed to augment couldn't give a damn about this thing. Of course, that was until Commander gave us a good verbal whipping on Monday. No, they did not join us in the working, they made us work harder without much of their help.

So that kind of sums up four of the five days last week (yes, Vesak Day inclusive). So on Friday, the routine was pretty similar, except that I spent the afternoon at an NDP meeting. My reward for a week of hard work? My Ops Officer from Squadron called for a meeting with all the officers, and again, my head was on the sharp edge of his reprimand. I wasn't there, but I surmised that irresponsible and couldn't care less about Squadron affairs, and poor time management culmulating in my absence from the Squadron were some of the nicer things he said.

Worst still, my 2IC got the worse of the reprimand, as he was the only one representing the platoon. I'm so sorry I wasn't there CR.

If you were me, would you feel justified?

Before Justin and Shimon left the Squadron, I assured them that this S3 was the better of the lot. I told Aaron and Jeremy the same thing when they joined us. But now, given the insensitivity of this mooron, he was an officer I respected. Note, was, you are just another mooron now.

You can argue that my view might have been biased, but most in the Squadron do not share his view. If I do my arithmetic right, I work for 9 working days a week. You are in no position to claim that you work harder. Only my OC is eligible.

Its a week where all things go wrong, not just in work.

The end results just doesn't seem all that worthwhile given the care, concern and effort put in. And the end results is kinda represented by the life you are living now.

Sigh.Dun worry dun control versus the concern of the safety of someone you love.Teach me how to juggle.6 hrs of sleep.Or at least I hope its sleep.Or can I sleep? Be in Chong Pang by 6am.Sigh.No wonder I need beer to knock me out.

When was the last time I feel as shit as I do now.