The Funeral March
Beethoven
(Off my blog song and play this instead)
Many people complained that life is like hell. What s living hell?
Hell is when u see yr city bein' burnt down. Families scattered, smell of charred bodies. Unbearable screaming and pleading from every corner of the town. U ve got no where else to go, no one else to hang on to.
U re so busy running and hiding, previously from air raids and now from ground troops. They came to destroy, kill and burn. U have no time to think of yr love ones as u are focusing on how to run, where to run.
The image of how yr mum tried to protect yr little brother still lingers in yr mind. Nothin' on earth could separate the love of a mum from her child but u know love is so fragile in the face of fire. U ran becoz yr dad told u to. U looked back and u saw yr mum lying motionless on the floor. A demon with a sword held yr little brother with his bayonet sticking in him. His is crying but the demon is smiling while blood drips onto his face. The next moment, u heard a bang. Nt a big impact, just a soft bang. U saw yr dad collasping near a wall where he hit his head onto.
U ran, no tears, just fears. The fear took hold of yr emotion. U cant feel sad nor angry.. u re totally taken control by yr instincts. U ran and couldn stop cause no where is safe. Every corner lurks a demon, a persistant demon.
And finally u gave up. U hid yrself in one of the holes. U re not sure where u are. Just a hole that u wish could conceal u. For days u kept mum. No words. And the death of yr love ones played through with dawn and sunrise.
U decided nt to hide anymore, u walked out to the streets. Buildings are on fire, smoke coming everywhere. The demons arent there anymore. No more screaming, no more pleading, no more bombings nor gunshots. There s only the silence of the dead. The only time u saw this many dead is when u destroyed an entire ants' colony in the past. And now, those werent ants. Those were people like u. Laid there motionless like dead leaves on the ground.
The streets are not dyed red to yr surprise. Its not red at all its just black. Charred heads and bodies, dried blood on the ground. And u realised yr steps became heavier. Not because yr re tired but becoz u feel sticky. yr feet stick to the ground as the blood on the ground starts to dry up.
U needa drink, u walk to the nearest river. U can see where s the bank.. u only saw bodies on the sides.. they stacked on each other like sardines. but still, u need a drink.. U crawl towards the body, crawled on top of them. Struggle yr way to the nearest point of water source. U cant see if its water or ink. U can see thru the water anymore. U drank, u puked and u cried.
U strolled yr way down the streets once again, u heard voices. U realised its a radio broadcast from a half working radio from a nearby dried goods store. And u stopped to listen..
"To the people of China, Shanghai was breached in 2 hrs of the attack. And now Nanking is losing its ground. Hereby, I delicate this song to the people of China.
the Funeral March by Beethoven."
U listened and said,"i do not need a funeral when I am oredi in hell."
During the Japan's invasion, the soldiers went crazy. Journey too long, killings too many. They kill, they rob, they rape and they laugh.
This is living hell. Guess we need to take a deep breathe and ask ourselves, are we living in hell or heaven now. Jia you ba everyone.
Stevi
The Ultimate Arse
Saturday, August 2, 2008
Friday, August 1, 2008
Ok.. today is a bad book out day.. normally daddy will fetch me.. but we ve been relocated to PLC @ Jurong for a month.. so i decided to be a better son and take public instead.. i think its been so long i actually take a mrt..
I was at boon lay station.. and i went to get the 'green card' to take a ride to jurong east station to take a bus hm.. i approach the ticketing machine.. stared at it for a good 2-3mins.. and realised ppl behind me are staring at me.. lol.. its damn funny.. and after some hassle.. i got the machine to work.. haha.. got my card and i walk off like an alien.. ppl must be thinking.. "wth, is this guy a white blangadash or what.. ?" cant even buy a ticket properly..
When i reached jurong east station.. i being to wonder.. how come i lose my ability to take public transport? even taking the escalator up the platform is damn uneasy for me.. and i actually have the urge to flag a cab and head straight hm.. but for a moment i think.. " hey, so what u re not driving today? life goes on.. i need to familiarized myself again.. i need to relearnt how to take mrt and bus confortably again!!
so i reluctuntly walk towards the bus waiting area.. waited for a good half an hr.. the bus still isnt movin.. i began to curse myself.. "why didnt u drive today!!!" and while i m busying blaming the whole shit.. the bus captain appeared.. and yay.. its finally boarding passengers.. so i decided to keep my cool.. and get my fare out my pocket.. i didnt remember how much must i pay to get back hm.. so i have like 4-5 dollars of coins in my pockets.. thats how serious i am. and with my hands full of coins.. i ask the captain politely.. "uncle ar.. here to bedok how much huh?" then he think for a good 5sec then say.. 1.80.. ok after i paid the fare.. i walk to my seat and as usual i chose the last seat on the right.. and i began to feel as though i was transported back to few years ago when i am so used to taking bus..
and there s many stations.. lots of different kind of ppl alight and board.. of coz like most guys.. i secretly hoped for some angel with wings will board and show me the million dollars smile.. but half way.. a giantic, enormous, hugmongus indian lady sat infront of my.. blocking like 70% of my view to the bus.. i only can see the TV mobile in front of me.. of in fact.. half the tv mobile.. and i was so pissed off.. if u guys know me.. i dun like ppl blocking infront of me.. be it driving or walking.. or anything! and I have a good 45mins block before she alighted.. and immediately i felt the stagnant air moving again.. i cant stand stagnant air.. thats y i always wind down my windows while driving. so dun mind my always messy hair.. haha..
and after 2hrs of hedious bus ride.. i reached hm.. and i swear never to take a bus again.
So.. moral of e story?
Life is like travelling.. its wither u take a bus or drive a car.
take a bus.. journey s slow.. but get to meet many ppl.. sometimes will have major obstacles blocking yr way.. but definitely.. its either u give up and get down the bus or u reach yr destination.
drive a car.. reach yr destination fast.. lonely trip. and more dangerous lo..
haha.. i sunddenly feel very tired to continue.. need to have my daily 12hrs sleep. so due to my very tired eyes and fingers.. i cant type animore.. gd nite guys. cya soon.
Stevi
The Ultimate Sleeper (as in sleep)
I was at boon lay station.. and i went to get the 'green card' to take a ride to jurong east station to take a bus hm.. i approach the ticketing machine.. stared at it for a good 2-3mins.. and realised ppl behind me are staring at me.. lol.. its damn funny.. and after some hassle.. i got the machine to work.. haha.. got my card and i walk off like an alien.. ppl must be thinking.. "wth, is this guy a white blangadash or what.. ?" cant even buy a ticket properly..
When i reached jurong east station.. i being to wonder.. how come i lose my ability to take public transport? even taking the escalator up the platform is damn uneasy for me.. and i actually have the urge to flag a cab and head straight hm.. but for a moment i think.. " hey, so what u re not driving today? life goes on.. i need to familiarized myself again.. i need to relearnt how to take mrt and bus confortably again!!
so i reluctuntly walk towards the bus waiting area.. waited for a good half an hr.. the bus still isnt movin.. i began to curse myself.. "why didnt u drive today!!!" and while i m busying blaming the whole shit.. the bus captain appeared.. and yay.. its finally boarding passengers.. so i decided to keep my cool.. and get my fare out my pocket.. i didnt remember how much must i pay to get back hm.. so i have like 4-5 dollars of coins in my pockets.. thats how serious i am. and with my hands full of coins.. i ask the captain politely.. "uncle ar.. here to bedok how much huh?" then he think for a good 5sec then say.. 1.80.. ok after i paid the fare.. i walk to my seat and as usual i chose the last seat on the right.. and i began to feel as though i was transported back to few years ago when i am so used to taking bus..
and there s many stations.. lots of different kind of ppl alight and board.. of coz like most guys.. i secretly hoped for some angel with wings will board and show me the million dollars smile.. but half way.. a giantic, enormous, hugmongus indian lady sat infront of my.. blocking like 70% of my view to the bus.. i only can see the TV mobile in front of me.. of in fact.. half the tv mobile.. and i was so pissed off.. if u guys know me.. i dun like ppl blocking infront of me.. be it driving or walking.. or anything! and I have a good 45mins block before she alighted.. and immediately i felt the stagnant air moving again.. i cant stand stagnant air.. thats y i always wind down my windows while driving. so dun mind my always messy hair.. haha..
and after 2hrs of hedious bus ride.. i reached hm.. and i swear never to take a bus again.
So.. moral of e story?
Life is like travelling.. its wither u take a bus or drive a car.
take a bus.. journey s slow.. but get to meet many ppl.. sometimes will have major obstacles blocking yr way.. but definitely.. its either u give up and get down the bus or u reach yr destination.
drive a car.. reach yr destination fast.. lonely trip. and more dangerous lo..
haha.. i sunddenly feel very tired to continue.. need to have my daily 12hrs sleep. so due to my very tired eyes and fingers.. i cant type animore.. gd nite guys. cya soon.
Stevi
The Ultimate Sleeper (as in sleep)
Sunday, July 27, 2008
Saturday, July 26, 2008
Ok.. today s a very tiring day..
ytd did a 1180 counts of jumping jacks as 'light training' refered by out new Commandos' OC.. and he s like going.. "guys, this is e beginnin.." wth.. we are ORDing in 4 months time!!! we dun need to change our beret color to red!!! we have pride in being infantry!!! rite my buddies??!!! green berets always!!!
and this evening.. had a 16km run at ECP.. hey.. half marathon is only 12km.. y must we run 16km to warm up our body as explained by CO???!!! y?!!!
now my legs feels nothing. yup.. nothing. My parents give me the weird look when i didnt volunteer to drive home and start walking like the zombies in resident evil when i alight from the vehicle.. thats not even close.. as least the zombies dun feel the ache.. come on man.. we will never be Hancock no matter how we re trained.. at most we just end up to be a Cock.
Ok, training aside..
ok.. actually the creative, curious and 'tries everythings' Stevi is working on a film now.. cant call it a film.. perhaps a short video? episode 1? haha.. well.. lets see what i can do with the limited equipments and stuffs.. the plot is ready.. the roles are set.. so the filming goes next.. might take my whole weekend to film. so guys.. stay tuned for the video.
Stevi
The Ultimate Asshole
ytd did a 1180 counts of jumping jacks as 'light training' refered by out new Commandos' OC.. and he s like going.. "guys, this is e beginnin.." wth.. we are ORDing in 4 months time!!! we dun need to change our beret color to red!!! we have pride in being infantry!!! rite my buddies??!!! green berets always!!!
and this evening.. had a 16km run at ECP.. hey.. half marathon is only 12km.. y must we run 16km to warm up our body as explained by CO???!!! y?!!!
now my legs feels nothing. yup.. nothing. My parents give me the weird look when i didnt volunteer to drive home and start walking like the zombies in resident evil when i alight from the vehicle.. thats not even close.. as least the zombies dun feel the ache.. come on man.. we will never be Hancock no matter how we re trained.. at most we just end up to be a Cock.
Ok, training aside..
ok.. actually the creative, curious and 'tries everythings' Stevi is working on a film now.. cant call it a film.. perhaps a short video? episode 1? haha.. well.. lets see what i can do with the limited equipments and stuffs.. the plot is ready.. the roles are set.. so the filming goes next.. might take my whole weekend to film. so guys.. stay tuned for the video.
Stevi
The Ultimate Asshole
Tuesday, July 22, 2008
done lots of thing this week and so long never update.. so a fast and quick one.
1. found my long sort after artist hat. its cool.
2. bought a new camera so always trying it out when got the chance.
3. planning ORD vacation with the brothers. (still planning where to go)
4. celebrated my 22nd birthday.. i hate celebrating bd tho. (pics up soon)
5. did a short video with my car. video below.
6. went to ktv twice in 3 days..
7. gave up modding exhaust.. coz might change car soon..
haha.. no mood to write much.. just woke up.. tired.. lots of fotos haven upload..
see got time to upload them not.. so guys.. come back soon.. haha.
Stevi
1. found my long sort after artist hat. its cool.
2. bought a new camera so always trying it out when got the chance.
3. planning ORD vacation with the brothers. (still planning where to go)
4. celebrated my 22nd birthday.. i hate celebrating bd tho. (pics up soon)
5. did a short video with my car. video below.
6. went to ktv twice in 3 days..
7. gave up modding exhaust.. coz might change car soon..
haha.. no mood to write much.. just woke up.. tired.. lots of fotos haven upload..
see got time to upload them not.. so guys.. come back soon.. haha.
Stevi
Sunday, July 20, 2008
Monday, July 7, 2008
Sunday, July 6, 2008
与速度竞赛
凌晨三点五十八分，刚回到收悉的家里。
今晚是好的开始。
发现我没有放弃与速度的竞赛，反而更有勇气面对它。
爸常问我，“你现在不够快吗？要多快才算快？”
平时我只是默默的走开。因为连我自己也不知道答案。
有人说，比别人块就是快。
也有人说， 比自己快就是快。
很多车手说，比车快就是快。
今天飚车回来时我发现了答案。
输得起的人最快。
问了自己好多问题。
我输得起生命吗?
我输得起家人吗？
我输得起等待我的她吗？
我输不起。
所以我不再逃避速度对我的挑战。
因为我学会了面对它。
不顾一切的追着速度只会输得很惨。
所以我让速度接受我的挑战，来追我。
太快的人赢了速度但输了自己。
太慢的人输了速度但救了自己。
所以我救了速度也赢了自己。
该快该漫已经不是速度给的命令。
我让它来追我， 我会慢的最快也会快的最慢。
我放弃控制自己，选着了控制速度。
快车手于自杀者只是一线之差。
今天我好快。
凌晨三点五十八分，刚回到收悉的家里。
今晚是好的开始。
发现我没有放弃与速度的竞赛，反而更有勇气面对它。
爸常问我，“你现在不够快吗？要多快才算快？”
平时我只是默默的走开。因为连我自己也不知道答案。
有人说，比别人块就是快。
也有人说， 比自己快就是快。
很多车手说，比车快就是快。
今天飚车回来时我发现了答案。
输得起的人最快。
问了自己好多问题。
我输得起生命吗?
我输得起家人吗？
我输得起等待我的她吗？
我输不起。
所以我不再逃避速度对我的挑战。
因为我学会了面对它。
不顾一切的追着速度只会输得很惨。
所以我让速度接受我的挑战，来追我。
太快的人赢了速度但输了自己。
太慢的人输了速度但救了自己。
所以我救了速度也赢了自己。
该快该漫已经不是速度给的命令。
我让它来追我， 我会慢的最快也会快的最慢。
我放弃控制自己，选着了控制速度。
快车手于自杀者只是一线之差。
今天我好快。
Saturday, July 5, 2008
我想只有用华语，我才能清楚表达和知道我现在心里深处的感受。
不知从几时开始，我开始觉得世界根本没我想象的美好。
而唯一能让这世界变得有那么一点美好的人，只有自己，不是吗？
我笨过，傻过，也倔强过。
也因此，痛过，放弃过。
每次从新站起来都好像觉得自己少了些期待。
对朋友，对感情和信念。
朋友因该是一个人生命中少不了的动力吧。
很遗憾，不是每个朋友都会陪着你走完你的人生。
我相信能认识成为朋友是一重缘分， 一种安排。
所以我也试着保留每一个值得收藏的友谊。
如果有那天，那个朋友不在了，
我至少能对自己说我已完成了朋友的本分吧。
我成经很期待过一份真心对待，坚持到底般的感情。
可是一路走来才发现其实那很难，真的很难。很好笑吧？
我一直都坚信着在这世界的哪个角落会有一个人在等着你。
每次都会觉得已经等到因该等的她，可是全都不是。
因为在他们身上找不到你的善良，找不到你的良知。
正义的你不会像诱惑低头。
勤奋的你不会被困难打倒。
勇敢的你不会轻易放弃。
真诚的你不会以假待人。
善良的你不会笑里藏刀。
你的每一个笑容都会让我迷恋。
你的每一滴眼泪都带着真诚。
我希望你还没出现在我的生命里。
因为我还没碰到一个可以做你的你。
几番尝试，结果碰到地不是你而是失望和无奈。
找你找得好累。每失败一次就越来越少期待。
所以我决定不再找你了。
你来找我吧。哈哈。
我会等待因为我知道你在很远的地方。
等待也是一重美吧。
一定要来，因为你的他会在这里等着。
不知从几时开始，我开始觉得世界根本没我想象的美好。
而唯一能让这世界变得有那么一点美好的人，只有自己，不是吗？
我笨过，傻过，也倔强过。
也因此，痛过，放弃过。
每次从新站起来都好像觉得自己少了些期待。
对朋友，对感情和信念。
朋友因该是一个人生命中少不了的动力吧。
很遗憾，不是每个朋友都会陪着你走完你的人生。
我相信能认识成为朋友是一重缘分， 一种安排。
所以我也试着保留每一个值得收藏的友谊。
如果有那天，那个朋友不在了，
我至少能对自己说我已完成了朋友的本分吧。
我成经很期待过一份真心对待，坚持到底般的感情。
可是一路走来才发现其实那很难，真的很难。很好笑吧？
我一直都坚信着在这世界的哪个角落会有一个人在等着你。
每次都会觉得已经等到因该等的她，可是全都不是。
因为在他们身上找不到你的善良，找不到你的良知。
正义的你不会像诱惑低头。
勤奋的你不会被困难打倒。
勇敢的你不会轻易放弃。
真诚的你不会以假待人。
善良的你不会笑里藏刀。
你的每一个笑容都会让我迷恋。
你的每一滴眼泪都带着真诚。
我希望你还没出现在我的生命里。
因为我还没碰到一个可以做你的你。
几番尝试，结果碰到地不是你而是失望和无奈。
找你找得好累。每失败一次就越来越少期待。
所以我决定不再找你了。
你来找我吧。哈哈。
我会等待因为我知道你在很远的地方。
等待也是一重美吧。
一定要来，因为你的他会在这里等着。
I was a literature student and I love its beauty but somehow...
I always ask a lot of people, "Dun u find it weird? We re both chinese yet we communicate in english." Nt that I cant speak fluent english but somehow i feel that the chinese language is neglected by a lot of people. How come? 这世界着么了？
我从以前就觉得，世上最浪漫最情绪化的人就是华人。
因为也只有华人才能够拥抱着这多变与感性的语言。
你是否也跟我一样？
觉得这世界越来越暗沉，不在精彩。
歌词显得敷衍抄率，
不再有浪漫诗人把对她的思念写成诗句，
甚至连表百的话语也不再让人感动。
教堂里再也听不到感人的承诺。
I always ask a lot of people, "Dun u find it weird? We re both chinese yet we communicate in english." Nt that I cant speak fluent english but somehow i feel that the chinese language is neglected by a lot of people. How come? 这世界着么了？
我从以前就觉得，世上最浪漫最情绪化的人就是华人。
因为也只有华人才能够拥抱着这多变与感性的语言。
你是否也跟我一样？
觉得这世界越来越暗沉，不在精彩。
歌词显得敷衍抄率，
不再有浪漫诗人把对她的思念写成诗句，
甚至连表百的话语也不再让人感动。
教堂里再也听不到感人的承诺。
Friday, July 4, 2008
NS have brought me far.
hmm.. we always complained at how NS mess up everything in our lives but i guess there are gifts NS gave to us also.. haha maybe i shall share a few precious moments.
There was this time during Bmt, when we are outfield.. still very fresh soldiers. We walk for very long distances, do a lot of fire movements and prone in lots of undesirable places. eg, mud, water, tall grass and all those weird weird places. Ok, its the 3rd day of the outfield, guess everyone is really tired then ard the time when the sun is going down, i remember me proning in a particular spot for a very long time, dozing off countless times.
In me, there s lots of sorrows.. lol.. y am i here? why am i doing all this shit? I miss my family, i miss my gf. lol.. there is an inner struggle. I prone there motionless, thinking.. of a lot things..
At the corner of my eye, something caught my attention. A firefly. It travels very slowly. by then its oredi dark... cant see much shit.. but the fireflies painted the dark night with something.. it gives the nothing a something. Its the first time I see firefly. didnt expect it to look like that. haha.
All of a sudden, my sorrows re gone. Coz i realised something. Soldiers are just like fireflies.. U cant see them in the day or night when its not dark enough but when darkness comes in.. when u can see nothing.. no moon.. no stars.. they are the ones who will give u some hope. They are the ones that will still fight the dark when all light source dies out. Not because they wanted to.. but because they were made this way.
Ever since that day I couldnt really care about tough training.. i dun really mind harsh conditions anymore.. coz i know.. if one day.. when all the lights are out.. I still can provide a little something for my people.. a hope. and thats enough.
haha.. so patriotic.. but seriously.. screw those who run away from NS.. stop complaining and be a man.
thats all.. i wanted to share more.. but a bit tired.. haha next time then..
Stevendetta
The Ultimate Asshole
hmm.. we always complained at how NS mess up everything in our lives but i guess there are gifts NS gave to us also.. haha maybe i shall share a few precious moments.
There was this time during Bmt, when we are outfield.. still very fresh soldiers. We walk for very long distances, do a lot of fire movements and prone in lots of undesirable places. eg, mud, water, tall grass and all those weird weird places. Ok, its the 3rd day of the outfield, guess everyone is really tired then ard the time when the sun is going down, i remember me proning in a particular spot for a very long time, dozing off countless times.
In me, there s lots of sorrows.. lol.. y am i here? why am i doing all this shit? I miss my family, i miss my gf. lol.. there is an inner struggle. I prone there motionless, thinking.. of a lot things..
At the corner of my eye, something caught my attention. A firefly. It travels very slowly. by then its oredi dark... cant see much shit.. but the fireflies painted the dark night with something.. it gives the nothing a something. Its the first time I see firefly. didnt expect it to look like that. haha.
All of a sudden, my sorrows re gone. Coz i realised something. Soldiers are just like fireflies.. U cant see them in the day or night when its not dark enough but when darkness comes in.. when u can see nothing.. no moon.. no stars.. they are the ones who will give u some hope. They are the ones that will still fight the dark when all light source dies out. Not because they wanted to.. but because they were made this way.
Ever since that day I couldnt really care about tough training.. i dun really mind harsh conditions anymore.. coz i know.. if one day.. when all the lights are out.. I still can provide a little something for my people.. a hope. and thats enough.
haha.. so patriotic.. but seriously.. screw those who run away from NS.. stop complaining and be a man.
thats all.. i wanted to share more.. but a bit tired.. haha next time then..
Stevendetta
The Ultimate Asshole
Violet
Added a new set of photos. Was playing with color themes and I thot violet
is an interesting color. How to infuse the violet essence in the photos?
Was working with it the whole wednesday morning. And voila here comes
the mood photos. lol.
Guess its really different from black or white. (colors i usually go for)
There is this pinch of mischieve in it i guess.
Hmm.. but still, black still my fav color.
Added a new set of photos. Was playing with color themes and I thot violet
is an interesting color. How to infuse the violet essence in the photos?
Was working with it the whole wednesday morning. And voila here comes
the mood photos. lol.
Guess its really different from black or white. (colors i usually go for)
There is this pinch of mischieve in it i guess.
Hmm.. but still, black still my fav color.
Thursday, July 3, 2008
Friday, June 13, 2008
Monday, June 9, 2008
alright guys.. sorry no time to really update these 2 weeks.. super busy.. super xiong and super man.
So a short update k.
Well.. my car still the same la.. stop all projects at the moment.. till i save enough for a turbo kit.. lol.. cause a bit no point ma.. without the turbo.. cant run with evo,wrx lvl.. without the turbo kit still makan cars below wrx, evo lvl.. so no point la..
and army life haven never been more hectic.. super xiong.. i know la.. 3 sir.. best infantry regiment also no need to train to become marvel super heroes ma.. spiderman also need to rest in his web.. superman also must rest in telephone booth.. so pls give us a break.
And smthing gd.. it's she. well.. my gd friends will know hu she is la.. pls dun anyhow tag.. lol.. things are good.. and for those who cares... we re nt getting married soon.. so dun worry.. will invite u if the day comes.. mhahaha.. So hows my feelings? eh like fixing the last piece of a zigsaw puzzle lo.. sigh in relieve and joy.. lol.. finally.. one that that fix perfectly even before u try fixing.. lol.
and guys.. from now till ORD very tough.. so pls endure.. whenever u feel like giving up.. pls think of me.. lol.. crap.. ok pls think of Jesus.. er.. like how he endure on the cross? eh maybe not a good reference.. ok think of edison.. if he can survive that.. then we will be ok la.. lol.. k la.. enough craps.. just hold on.. ORD soon.. ORD means ---> Only Rest Day. so work hard.. train hard.. at least we re proud to be in 3 S I R.
And lastly.. i wish everybody.. "Happy Steven Book In Day"
we celebrate this day to commemorate steven in booking in with a moody heart and heavy bag on 09june08 which is later.. at 2300 exactly.. we rejoice today in remembrance of steven of the great deeds he did and is an example to generations to come.. So guys.. have a min of silence and pray for him. lol..
Those wan the 120 LF photos pls wait.. haven publish yet.. soon la.. before ord sure can get to u guys.. lol.. ok bo time liao.. bye guys.. and ciao.
So a short update k.
Well.. my car still the same la.. stop all projects at the moment.. till i save enough for a turbo kit.. lol.. cause a bit no point ma.. without the turbo.. cant run with evo,wrx lvl.. without the turbo kit still makan cars below wrx, evo lvl.. so no point la..
and army life haven never been more hectic.. super xiong.. i know la.. 3 sir.. best infantry regiment also no need to train to become marvel super heroes ma.. spiderman also need to rest in his web.. superman also must rest in telephone booth.. so pls give us a break.
And smthing gd.. it's she. well.. my gd friends will know hu she is la.. pls dun anyhow tag.. lol.. things are good.. and for those who cares... we re nt getting married soon.. so dun worry.. will invite u if the day comes.. mhahaha.. So hows my feelings? eh like fixing the last piece of a zigsaw puzzle lo.. sigh in relieve and joy.. lol.. finally.. one that that fix perfectly even before u try fixing.. lol.
and guys.. from now till ORD very tough.. so pls endure.. whenever u feel like giving up.. pls think of me.. lol.. crap.. ok pls think of Jesus.. er.. like how he endure on the cross? eh maybe not a good reference.. ok think of edison.. if he can survive that.. then we will be ok la.. lol.. k la.. enough craps.. just hold on.. ORD soon.. ORD means ---> Only Rest Day. so work hard.. train hard.. at least we re proud to be in 3 S I R.
And lastly.. i wish everybody.. "Happy Steven Book In Day"
we celebrate this day to commemorate steven in booking in with a moody heart and heavy bag on 09june08 which is later.. at 2300 exactly.. we rejoice today in remembrance of steven of the great deeds he did and is an example to generations to come.. So guys.. have a min of silence and pray for him. lol..
Those wan the 120 LF photos pls wait.. haven publish yet.. soon la.. before ord sure can get to u guys.. lol.. ok bo time liao.. bye guys.. and ciao.
Monday, May 12, 2008
The Race.
Er.. i think today i shall talk about me and my car.. haa.. sounds pretty
bored right. i think i am bored already. But recently i had a sudden change
in mindset.. about driving.. about speed i guess.
ok all my friends know.. i love to drive.. i really LOVE to drive.. i cant
live without hearing the exhaust.. touching the steering and stepping on the
pedals.
alright i will show u a video which influenced me since i was like 14 years old?
8 years ago.. wow.. enjoy.
The movie is call the Legend of Speed starring ekin. Ya.. the mv is below.
Next.. the last chase scene.
Ok.. in this video.. Ekin drove a Mitsubishi Evo 5.. and His rival an Subaru sti
I was like crazy over mitsubishi for like few years la.. until i got my mitsubishi
and crashed it like no father's business.. pics below..
After that car.. i am driving a honda now.. its a civic 2.0 and its damn cool.. pics below..
Right was talking about racing right.. i always thought horsepower is the key to
owning all the races.. like what chinese always say.. gong yu shan qi shi bi xian li qi qi
meaning if u wan to do well in whatever u do u must have the powerful tools.
AFter i drive my honda.. i always makan cars below the evo sti level.. haha.. makan
1 type r before la.. but i think that type r got some problem locating his gut.
Whats so fun about driving fast..
its not fun.. but i found myself.. go up to a speed that will shrink yr balls.
the blood flows faster.. the heart pumps faster.. and the changing of gears..
roaring of exhaust.. kicking of the clutch and screeching of the tires.. its
like.. shiokalingum (fanni thought mi this term)
but just the other day.. i was makan by a 1.6 Susuki Swift Sports.
i was driving back home the other day.. very tired.. need to get back soon.
drive a bit fast.. saw this swift.. tear him.. (on a straight road) and soon
this swift caught up.. in front was a bend i frequent.. usually 120km/hr isnt a
prob for mi.. but guess what.. this swift cut into my inner lane and did a >120km/hr
take over at the bend..
i felt like shit!!! really.. shit..
i became too complacent of my car..
i neglected all the aspects of racing except power..
i was disappointed.
i nearly wanted to sell my honda and get a swift.. haha kidding..
but seriously..
that taught mi a lesson.. power is not everything. guts and skill is.
well.. as usual.. apples need not be red to be apples..
So next time see me driving pls let mi win.. pls.. or i ll be sad.
haha no time liao la.. byebye guys..
to be continued....
Er.. i think today i shall talk about me and my car.. haa.. sounds pretty
bored right. i think i am bored already. But recently i had a sudden change
in mindset.. about driving.. about speed i guess.
ok all my friends know.. i love to drive.. i really LOVE to drive.. i cant
live without hearing the exhaust.. touching the steering and stepping on the
pedals.
alright i will show u a video which influenced me since i was like 14 years old?
8 years ago.. wow.. enjoy.
The movie is call the Legend of Speed starring ekin. Ya.. the mv is below.
Next.. the last chase scene.
Ok.. in this video.. Ekin drove a Mitsubishi Evo 5.. and His rival an Subaru sti
I was like crazy over mitsubishi for like few years la.. until i got my mitsubishi
and crashed it like no father's business.. pics below..
After that car.. i am driving a honda now.. its a civic 2.0 and its damn cool.. pics below..
Right was talking about racing right.. i always thought horsepower is the key to
owning all the races.. like what chinese always say.. gong yu shan qi shi bi xian li qi qi
meaning if u wan to do well in whatever u do u must have the powerful tools.
AFter i drive my honda.. i always makan cars below the evo sti level.. haha.. makan
1 type r before la.. but i think that type r got some problem locating his gut.
Whats so fun about driving fast..
its not fun.. but i found myself.. go up to a speed that will shrink yr balls.
the blood flows faster.. the heart pumps faster.. and the changing of gears..
roaring of exhaust.. kicking of the clutch and screeching of the tires.. its
like.. shiokalingum (fanni thought mi this term)
but just the other day.. i was makan by a 1.6 Susuki Swift Sports.
i was driving back home the other day.. very tired.. need to get back soon.
drive a bit fast.. saw this swift.. tear him.. (on a straight road) and soon
this swift caught up.. in front was a bend i frequent.. usually 120km/hr isnt a
prob for mi.. but guess what.. this swift cut into my inner lane and did a >120km/hr
take over at the bend..
i felt like shit!!! really.. shit..
i became too complacent of my car..
i neglected all the aspects of racing except power..
i was disappointed.
i nearly wanted to sell my honda and get a swift.. haha kidding..
but seriously..
that taught mi a lesson.. power is not everything. guts and skill is.
well.. as usual.. apples need not be red to be apples..
So next time see me driving pls let mi win.. pls.. or i ll be sad.
haha no time liao la.. byebye guys..
to be continued....
Helo everyone.. its monday morning.. and its like i ve recovered from some "sleepless zombies continuous hardcore never sleep syndrome".
Ok.. last friday was book out day.. didnt rest.. but played majong till 6am.. win like 7 bucks.. freak.
and straight after that met TS at bugis for KTV at 10am and i was like never slp.. <-- saturday
And after 7hrs of ktv cheryl called and say wanna watch harold & kumar.. so met up with her go supper go T2 coz she wanna see planes.. and its like shit.. she ended up eating some fishball noodles. Then in the end ended up watching Made of Honor.. quite a good movie la.. <--- sunday morning 2am show.
then after movie went breakfast till like 5am at Jurong (LYK hse there) then its raining like siao.. freaking freaking cold.. and got to share jacket in the car.. i was not even driving.. too shag.
Then after rain stop.. its already 6am got to send cheryl hm then our eljin home then finally drive hm myself.. when i reach my door.. i was so touched.. i nearly teared.. cause finally the war ended.. can slp lo..
but guess what.. like 3-4hrs later my fone rang.. and ard somebody says she freaking hungry.. and i was like freaking sleepgry.. but still met up and went sakae.. then shop.. then drive ard.. u guys know i always dun noe my way ard.. and when i say drive ard.. its really drive ard.. pass by little india.. and ya.. no need to say.. its chaotic.. ppl cross the road like how elephants do.. and i shall not mention the race here la.. i very racial harmony one..
And then.. went hm.. ard 1015pm received a call.. gotta run again.. this morning she let mi waited a freaking good 30mins in the car.. and nvm.. so i let her wait for mi for 30mins exactly too... reached.. got a pink dolphin.. and went somewhere.. talk.. then went jalan kayu for prata.. then send her hm.. i reached hm at like 130am?
so this is the how the war ended.. i totally KOed after that la.. and now its monday afternoon.. feels great.. never been better.. and thats my weekend for u.. kaoz.. duno its good or bad la.. just tired.
Ok.. last friday was book out day.. didnt rest.. but played majong till 6am.. win like 7 bucks.. freak.
and straight after that met TS at bugis for KTV at 10am and i was like never slp.. <-- saturday
And after 7hrs of ktv cheryl called and say wanna watch harold & kumar.. so met up with her go supper go T2 coz she wanna see planes.. and its like shit.. she ended up eating some fishball noodles. Then in the end ended up watching Made of Honor.. quite a good movie la.. <--- sunday morning 2am show.
then after movie went breakfast till like 5am at Jurong (LYK hse there) then its raining like siao.. freaking freaking cold.. and got to share jacket in the car.. i was not even driving.. too shag.
Then after rain stop.. its already 6am got to send cheryl hm then our eljin home then finally drive hm myself.. when i reach my door.. i was so touched.. i nearly teared.. cause finally the war ended.. can slp lo..
but guess what.. like 3-4hrs later my fone rang.. and ard somebody says she freaking hungry.. and i was like freaking sleepgry.. but still met up and went sakae.. then shop.. then drive ard.. u guys know i always dun noe my way ard.. and when i say drive ard.. its really drive ard.. pass by little india.. and ya.. no need to say.. its chaotic.. ppl cross the road like how elephants do.. and i shall not mention the race here la.. i very racial harmony one..
And then.. went hm.. ard 1015pm received a call.. gotta run again.. this morning she let mi waited a freaking good 30mins in the car.. and nvm.. so i let her wait for mi for 30mins exactly too... reached.. got a pink dolphin.. and went somewhere.. talk.. then went jalan kayu for prata.. then send her hm.. i reached hm at like 130am?
so this is the how the war ended.. i totally KOed after that la.. and now its monday afternoon.. feels great.. never been better.. and thats my weekend for u.. kaoz.. duno its good or bad la.. just tired.
Saturday, May 10, 2008
Sunday, May 4, 2008
A movie to comment on.
This video, directed and produced by our own TP MOI students i believe,
can definitely 'speak' to some of us out here. Although myself never was
a VSC student, I study Interior Architecture & Design btw, really feel
like sharing this video to you guys.. This video is taken from Sotong's
blog (pardon me for calling u that. haaa.. ok.. alright.. the name is cheryl)
btw cheryl is that girl in that video.
The film named Reverie
(before playing kindly turn off my blog music.)
Alright.. first time watching the video.. u might not feel anything special.
Just another of the many 'filmed to impress' films. U know school work.. just
impress with side-dishes.. u win. But is this film really contains no value of
fine appreciation?
Firstly.. lets get to understand the film. Reverie.. i believe quite a handful
of people do not really understand the meaning of the word. If u cant even appreciate
the Title of the film, how do u start to understand the film?
(to all my platoon mates.. this doesnt mean our morning fall-in timing.) haha
Reverie in simple and layman terms, it means daydream.
Lets start from daydream to help understand Reverie.
When people say daydream.. people meant 'building castles in the air'
things or situations that will never come to fruition.
Reverie doenst mean dreaming..
You are having insights while asleep when u dream.
But when u re fully awake and u dream.. u fantasize.. u meditate.. its call reverie.
And reverie oftenly come hand in hand with music..
simplified it.. we ve got Music Meditation.
I believe almost everyone will go into Reverie once in a while.. when u turn
on the music.. ur mind just follow the tune.. u hardly hear the lyrics.. just
the melody.. and it brings u somewhere 'ideal' u did/didnt purposely intent.
I believe everyone was leading a life far from 'perfect expectation'.
The ideal life?
The ideal family?
The ideal career?
The ideal partner?
The ideal financial status?
or power? perhaps popularity?
every single father mother's son fall short of their reverie.
Reverie can also means the past.. history.. something good that happened.
maybe yr stress free secondary sch life?
maybe yr lively childhood?
or even maybe yr past relationship with someone.
William Styron once quote
"I felt caught up in a reverie of years long past"
And let me bring u back to the reality now!
YES stop dreaming and bring yr mind back nw!!!
where are you 'now'?
in yr room?
staring at the screen?
got tons of F*** shit waiting for u?
got problems so great that will fall berlin's wall?
no life?
no friends?
no love?
yes yes.. this is the now.. the real world. the real u.
How is this film important to us?
ok lets not focus on the pretty girl in the film.. opps.. cheryl haa..
but lets look at how the director direct the film..
its a film of clear cut 'constrastion', is there such a word? haha
ok, contrasting.. there s a 'now' life and a dreamy vision.
the now life shows dawn aka cheryl working hard to fulfill what the
world expect of her.. work.. study.. progress.
look at the trophies on the cabinet.. are those her ideal achievements?
are the trophies for her? or for her 'family pride fulfilment'?
She is alone. are u alone? despite the things, the people, the tasks
that u ve been busying with/for.. are u still alone?
cuz nothing belongs to u in yr life yet.. nothings belongs to yr Reverie.
The mind constantly portray and brings u back to the ideal life.
like in the video.. the piano keys start dancing.. the mind drift and
in a instant.. a fantasy, a awake meditation of reverie came.
A life of fun.. pure fun.. bright fun.. and a life totally constrasted
to yr 'now' life.
Like what i just said.. Reverie are hard to realised.. infact not achievable..
thats y people call it daydream.
Upon saying that.. the importance of the film shot up like fireworks.
This film captured something unachievable.. this film portrayed the
fantasy of man, the idealistic life of man in a sad yet logical way.
And after hearing all that.. u may say.. so what?
Thus now i post my questions to you.
Do u have a life not yours?
Do u live alone in yr life?
Do u wan to realised yr fantasy?
If so.. can u stop living for the world?
the world teaches us to work for fame.. reputation.. money
and it requires u to do something u dont like.. and forsakes
yr dream.. will u still do it?
My answer to you is in the film.
The last few moments of the film.. A window of reverie..
the ideal life is only outside that window.. can u get out?
y is it a window and not a door? becoz u can only look and see..
u cant get out.
if u cant get out then whats the purpose to have reveries?
just like windows in yr hse.. it helps u to breathe.. it helps u to
relax.. u are confined.. u are trapped.. but a little opening will
help to move u on.. a little moment of self-pleasure.. a little
dream to make u survive in the room that saps yr breath away.
The importance of the film.. it helps and teaches ppl to dream.
Once someone told me.. When u can dream it.. you can have it.. true?
the verdict of the film is all up to u now.. after hearing what i said.
whether is it a good film or not.. yr verdict.
But now after understanding whats reverie.. i invite u to look at the
video again.. is it that meaningless now?
And guys.. lastly what i encourage u to do is to switch on music that
touches you.. lie down but dont sleep! close yr eyes and let the music
lead yr mind to your reverie.
Eventhough it might be unachievable in yr life..
but u can have what u wan in 5 mins of reverie.
RElax a bit.. breathe a bit.. and life will seems a lot better.
Apples are green... remember. thanks for reading. cheers.
This video, directed and produced by our own TP MOI students i believe,
can definitely 'speak' to some of us out here. Although myself never was
a VSC student, I study Interior Architecture & Design btw, really feel
like sharing this video to you guys.. This video is taken from Sotong's
blog (pardon me for calling u that. haaa.. ok.. alright.. the name is cheryl)
btw cheryl is that girl in that video.
The film named Reverie
(before playing kindly turn off my blog music.)
Alright.. first time watching the video.. u might not feel anything special.
Just another of the many 'filmed to impress' films. U know school work.. just
impress with side-dishes.. u win. But is this film really contains no value of
fine appreciation?
Firstly.. lets get to understand the film. Reverie.. i believe quite a handful
of people do not really understand the meaning of the word. If u cant even appreciate
the Title of the film, how do u start to understand the film?
(to all my platoon mates.. this doesnt mean our morning fall-in timing.) haha
Reverie in simple and layman terms, it means daydream.
Lets start from daydream to help understand Reverie.
When people say daydream.. people meant 'building castles in the air'
things or situations that will never come to fruition.
Reverie doenst mean dreaming..
You are having insights while asleep when u dream.
But when u re fully awake and u dream.. u fantasize.. u meditate.. its call reverie.
And reverie oftenly come hand in hand with music..
simplified it.. we ve got Music Meditation.
I believe almost everyone will go into Reverie once in a while.. when u turn
on the music.. ur mind just follow the tune.. u hardly hear the lyrics.. just
the melody.. and it brings u somewhere 'ideal' u did/didnt purposely intent.
I believe everyone was leading a life far from 'perfect expectation'.
The ideal life?
The ideal family?
The ideal career?
The ideal partner?
The ideal financial status?
or power? perhaps popularity?
every single father mother's son fall short of their reverie.
Reverie can also means the past.. history.. something good that happened.
maybe yr stress free secondary sch life?
maybe yr lively childhood?
or even maybe yr past relationship with someone.
William Styron once quote
"I felt caught up in a reverie of years long past"
And let me bring u back to the reality now!
YES stop dreaming and bring yr mind back nw!!!
where are you 'now'?
in yr room?
staring at the screen?
got tons of F*** shit waiting for u?
got problems so great that will fall berlin's wall?
no life?
no friends?
no love?
yes yes.. this is the now.. the real world. the real u.
How is this film important to us?
ok lets not focus on the pretty girl in the film.. opps.. cheryl haa..
but lets look at how the director direct the film..
its a film of clear cut 'constrastion', is there such a word? haha
ok, contrasting.. there s a 'now' life and a dreamy vision.
the now life shows dawn aka cheryl working hard to fulfill what the
world expect of her.. work.. study.. progress.
look at the trophies on the cabinet.. are those her ideal achievements?
are the trophies for her? or for her 'family pride fulfilment'?
She is alone. are u alone? despite the things, the people, the tasks
that u ve been busying with/for.. are u still alone?
cuz nothing belongs to u in yr life yet.. nothings belongs to yr Reverie.
The mind constantly portray and brings u back to the ideal life.
like in the video.. the piano keys start dancing.. the mind drift and
in a instant.. a fantasy, a awake meditation of reverie came.
A life of fun.. pure fun.. bright fun.. and a life totally constrasted
to yr 'now' life.
Like what i just said.. Reverie are hard to realised.. infact not achievable..
thats y people call it daydream.
Upon saying that.. the importance of the film shot up like fireworks.
This film captured something unachievable.. this film portrayed the
fantasy of man, the idealistic life of man in a sad yet logical way.
And after hearing all that.. u may say.. so what?
Thus now i post my questions to you.
Do u have a life not yours?
Do u live alone in yr life?
Do u wan to realised yr fantasy?
If so.. can u stop living for the world?
the world teaches us to work for fame.. reputation.. money
and it requires u to do something u dont like.. and forsakes
yr dream.. will u still do it?
My answer to you is in the film.
The last few moments of the film.. A window of reverie..
the ideal life is only outside that window.. can u get out?
y is it a window and not a door? becoz u can only look and see..
u cant get out.
if u cant get out then whats the purpose to have reveries?
just like windows in yr hse.. it helps u to breathe.. it helps u to
relax.. u are confined.. u are trapped.. but a little opening will
help to move u on.. a little moment of self-pleasure.. a little
dream to make u survive in the room that saps yr breath away.
The importance of the film.. it helps and teaches ppl to dream.
Once someone told me.. When u can dream it.. you can have it.. true?
the verdict of the film is all up to u now.. after hearing what i said.
whether is it a good film or not.. yr verdict.
But now after understanding whats reverie.. i invite u to look at the
video again.. is it that meaningless now?
And guys.. lastly what i encourage u to do is to switch on music that
touches you.. lie down but dont sleep! close yr eyes and let the music
lead yr mind to your reverie.
Eventhough it might be unachievable in yr life..
but u can have what u wan in 5 mins of reverie.
RElax a bit.. breathe a bit.. and life will seems a lot better.
Apples are green... remember. thanks for reading. cheers.
Saturday, May 3, 2008
National Service
I believe everyone has a say in this.. Common sayings will be.. NS sucks.. NS F***ed up my life..
NS took everything.. NS is useless.. NS waste time.. etc.. haa.. My platoon mates will shout Amen!
But come to think of it.. is NS really redundant? Is NS spoiling every mother father's son's life?
I pondered for the past 17months.. and i think i somehow got the answer.
I still remember my enlistment day.. the day i was crowned the Chao recruit.. the lowest life form in this world.. some call it. haa..
Then i realised i was a 5 no person..
no money..
no time..
no freedom..
no life..
and lastly.. no hair..
i guess every f*** father mother's son felt the same as me..
for 3 months.. i am labelled chso recruit.. superior shout at u like no father's business. We do exercise like no mother's businesses.. its hard.. really hard to adapt..
Took a boy.. and attempt to change him into a man.. and in the process.. deprived him of his family.. girls.. and freedom.. how can u expect a healthy growth? (platoon mates will say.. Amen.)
I saw with my own very eyes.. buddies broke down.. they cried.. they stoned.. they gave up on life.. when their gf left them.. when they struggled to be happy.. ya u need to struggle to be happy in the Army.
DAys pass really fast.. and Passing Out Parade is what everybody is waiting for.. the day that their fate change.. the day they anticipated.. coz after POP most ppl will be posted out to the units with more flexiblity and freedom..
Some of my friends ended up being MP.. Military Police.. 8-5 job.. check on others.. confiscate contraband stuffs.. sounds easy huh?
Some of my friends became RP.. Regimental Police.. also 8-5 job.. just stay in the guard room.. and check bags and guard the camp..
Some of my friends went to became Signallers.. stuffs gotta do with handling signal stuff.. communication stuff la..
And a batch of us were send to what we call living hell.. 3SIR.. the 3rd Singapore Infantry Regiment.. when i first got my posting.. the word Infantry echoed through my head for eternal...
Infantry means what? Infantry means... rifleman.. Just like all the war movies.. Those who fight with a rifle.. those who say yes sir! those who dive away from grenades.. those who see their friends die.. those who walk forever.. those who put their lives on the altar the moment war starts.. all of the above still alright.. the worst is what? i gotta stay in camp!!! only got less than 48hrs per week for personal things!!!
Oh God save me..
Life in 3SIR in not simple.. We do PT more then BMT.. We walked 32km for CSB.. We run SOC more than 30times.. some soldiers never do SOC before.. We were pushed to the limits.. Y? Cause we are Infantry.. Those with green berets.. We learnt how to fire.. not only fire.. but fire sharply.. we learn advance weapons.. we learn to survive.. we learn to kill.. we learn to fight for our country.
I am in mortar platoon in 3SIR.. firing a mortar? 'never ever cross my mind before'
I still remember the first bomb of my life.. earplugs on.. readings checked.. commanders waved the board.. the bomb shoot out.. a loud blast.. the ground shooked.. that is what me and my platoon mates go through for the rest of our days in army..
Many soldiers decided to give up.. came up with some medical reasons.. get a specialist to endorse.. and stayed away from training..
Sometimes.. giving up came to my mind.. 'why do u still hold on?'
Why work so hard? its just 2 years.. then life will be normal again.. not say u re gonna
fight like a soldier when u work outside?.. thoughts like these came to mind..
But somehow.. i know i cant.. y? cuz Mortar is a teamwork thing.. every single mother father's son is important and they play unique roles.. not say i love to do army stuffs.. but i dont give up on my friends.. maybe giving up on yrself is the same as giving up on yr friends.. those who will fight beside you in times of war.. haa.. funny.
Till now.. i am still working hard.. maintaining a balance.. work hard.. play hard.. and tell myself.. another 7 more months.. all will be over.. and I will complete what i start off 2 years ago..
NS do not teach u anything... NS only makes u realises things...
NS makes me realised how time with family is so precious.
NS makes me see the true people who will stay with you throughout.
NS makes realised that War movies are really based on true story.
NS makes me realised my own limits physically and mentally.
NS makes me realised how to live properly..
SO.. does NS really does so much negative things like how so many ppl commented?
If an Infantry rifleman can realised this.. y cant the rest see it more positively..
Look at things from different angles.. and life will be better.. like my quote..
Apples dont have to be Red to be Apples.. stevendetta
And i know what my platoon mates will say.. 'AMEN!'
I believe everyone has a say in this.. Common sayings will be.. NS sucks.. NS F***ed up my life..
NS took everything.. NS is useless.. NS waste time.. etc.. haa.. My platoon mates will shout Amen!
But come to think of it.. is NS really redundant? Is NS spoiling every mother father's son's life?
I pondered for the past 17months.. and i think i somehow got the answer.
I still remember my enlistment day.. the day i was crowned the Chao recruit.. the lowest life form in this world.. some call it. haa..
Then i realised i was a 5 no person..
no money..
no time..
no freedom..
no life..
and lastly.. no hair..
i guess every f*** father mother's son felt the same as me..
for 3 months.. i am labelled chso recruit.. superior shout at u like no father's business. We do exercise like no mother's businesses.. its hard.. really hard to adapt..
Took a boy.. and attempt to change him into a man.. and in the process.. deprived him of his family.. girls.. and freedom.. how can u expect a healthy growth? (platoon mates will say.. Amen.)
I saw with my own very eyes.. buddies broke down.. they cried.. they stoned.. they gave up on life.. when their gf left them.. when they struggled to be happy.. ya u need to struggle to be happy in the Army.
DAys pass really fast.. and Passing Out Parade is what everybody is waiting for.. the day that their fate change.. the day they anticipated.. coz after POP most ppl will be posted out to the units with more flexiblity and freedom..
Some of my friends ended up being MP.. Military Police.. 8-5 job.. check on others.. confiscate contraband stuffs.. sounds easy huh?
Some of my friends became RP.. Regimental Police.. also 8-5 job.. just stay in the guard room.. and check bags and guard the camp..
Some of my friends went to became Signallers.. stuffs gotta do with handling signal stuff.. communication stuff la..
And a batch of us were send to what we call living hell.. 3SIR.. the 3rd Singapore Infantry Regiment.. when i first got my posting.. the word Infantry echoed through my head for eternal...
Infantry means what? Infantry means... rifleman.. Just like all the war movies.. Those who fight with a rifle.. those who say yes sir! those who dive away from grenades.. those who see their friends die.. those who walk forever.. those who put their lives on the altar the moment war starts.. all of the above still alright.. the worst is what? i gotta stay in camp!!! only got less than 48hrs per week for personal things!!!
Oh God save me..
Life in 3SIR in not simple.. We do PT more then BMT.. We walked 32km for CSB.. We run SOC more than 30times.. some soldiers never do SOC before.. We were pushed to the limits.. Y? Cause we are Infantry.. Those with green berets.. We learnt how to fire.. not only fire.. but fire sharply.. we learn advance weapons.. we learn to survive.. we learn to kill.. we learn to fight for our country.
I am in mortar platoon in 3SIR.. firing a mortar? 'never ever cross my mind before'
I still remember the first bomb of my life.. earplugs on.. readings checked.. commanders waved the board.. the bomb shoot out.. a loud blast.. the ground shooked.. that is what me and my platoon mates go through for the rest of our days in army..
Many soldiers decided to give up.. came up with some medical reasons.. get a specialist to endorse.. and stayed away from training..
Sometimes.. giving up came to my mind.. 'why do u still hold on?'
Why work so hard? its just 2 years.. then life will be normal again.. not say u re gonna
fight like a soldier when u work outside?.. thoughts like these came to mind..
But somehow.. i know i cant.. y? cuz Mortar is a teamwork thing.. every single mother father's son is important and they play unique roles.. not say i love to do army stuffs.. but i dont give up on my friends.. maybe giving up on yrself is the same as giving up on yr friends.. those who will fight beside you in times of war.. haa.. funny.
Till now.. i am still working hard.. maintaining a balance.. work hard.. play hard.. and tell myself.. another 7 more months.. all will be over.. and I will complete what i start off 2 years ago..
NS do not teach u anything... NS only makes u realises things...
NS makes me realised how time with family is so precious.
NS makes me see the true people who will stay with you throughout.
NS makes realised that War movies are really based on true story.
NS makes me realised my own limits physically and mentally.
NS makes me realised how to live properly..
SO.. does NS really does so much negative things like how so many ppl commented?
If an Infantry rifleman can realised this.. y cant the rest see it more positively..
Look at things from different angles.. and life will be better.. like my quote..
Apples dont have to be Red to be Apples.. stevendetta
And i know what my platoon mates will say.. 'AMEN!'
Hmm.. actually today I ve been thinking of what
'a long time friend' told me ytd..
people always get into situation when they need
to make a decision but no matter what they decide
to do... somebody will get hurt, whether is it yrself
or somebody else. So today I decided to post what i
really think about this.
So I guess its really gonna be a long post..
Matters of the heart are still unsolved till this day.
Why do ppl behave the way they do?
Why can ppl be so selfish?
Why can love be gone in a wink of an eye, when things seems right?
Why can ppl hurt those they love most?
Why can the heart betray itself?
I guess these questions set many of u to thinking.
Past events.. sad memories and maybe even now u feel
a pain somewhere there.
I have many friends whose past are so heart-wrenching,
thus they are still stuck there, unable to move on,
unable to forget, unable to smile 'PROPERLY'.
Thats how sad it is.
For me.. till this day i still believe in one very
simple fact. 'people are people'.
If you wanna get yrself into situations which
involves the heart, then prepare to follow the
rules of the game. The heart game.
Rule no 1. - Expect him/her to be selfish.
The very first day when he/she looks u in the eye and say
'I love you' already contains pieces of selfishness in the heart.
Coz that 'i love you' will bind the both of u tgt. he/she wans
to own u and vice versa. Things that start with selfishness
oftenly ends in selfishness. So to put it simple.. Love = selfishness.
Rule no 2. - Expect better choices for you/her/he.
Like ppl always say, nobody is perfect. And that
is f***ing true. In this game, better choices will
appear from time to time. Y? coz u are not perfect.
There are ppl out there who score better then you in
one area of another. many will say love is about accepting
one's imperfection and love him/her as he/she is.
How long can someone fetch water from the well when tap water is available?
Rule no. 3 - Expect an never ending cycle.
Y issit a cycle? what cycle? this cycle
---> courtship>>honeymoon>>cooltime>>evaluation>>decision
which part of the cycle do u fall in?
1. courtship is always sweet and 'misleading'..
yes i use the word misleading. how many of you really
know each other before ending that cycle?
2. honeymoon is always fun.. try new things tgt.
integrating each other into each other's lives. U begin
to accept each other's weaknesses and build an 'foundation'.
3. cooltime is the time when both of u rely on the foundation
built to move on. Both of you have fond memories tgt. things
start to get mandane.. routinized.. or simply boring. But your
fond memories tgt can bring u far.. 2 years? 3 years? or till
marriage? till death?
4. evaluation is where most relationships cock up. Ppl start
to compare and evaluate their partner to ppl out there. And
rule no 2 will show up. Better choices are always available.
Ppl start to 'forget'. forget the promises, the memories,
the courship, the honeymoon, the foundation. and thus, leading
to no.5 decision.
5. deciding what to do. its either u hurt the other or hurt
yourself. as i said, ppl are selfish. most of them out there
will protect themselves rather to honor that 'i love you' said
few years ago. normally at this time when in a stage of deciding..
another stage of courtship have already began.. so this is why ppl
can forget so quickly and can harden up so firmly.
I believe this post can address to 4 types of ppl..
For ppl just about to start the game.. play at your own risk..
it definitely cost more then just tokens..it cost yr heart..
For ppl who are guilty of judging and evaluating yr partner..
u can never get out of the cycle.. but u can reverse it or restart it..
say 'I LOVE U" the same exact way and mean the same exact thing to him/her.
Do smthing today..
For ppl who already had decided to start a new cycle with someone else
when u re already in one.. noone can say u re wrong.. coz u are just 'people'
people are selfish like i mentioned.. so keep trying and being selfish till
the day u realised how to win the game together and not alone. just note that
everytime u start a new cycle.. u left the one u loved behind in the cycle
ALONE!
Lastly.. for ppl who are stuck in the cycle..
HELO!!!! do u hear me!!!! get out now.. stop staring at the game over
screen and insert some coins already!! either stop playing this game..
or start a new cycle.. stop staying at the foundation, memories and promises..
coz u are in the cycle alone!
Hope this does shed some light on some ppl who need it.. to those who thinks this is crap..
pls do not flame me.. COZ.. THIS IS MY BLOG!!!! haa.. personal thing k.. may those who
read....
understand the rules
master the cycles
win the game (either alone or together)
Good day to all mother father's son... cheers.
Friday, May 2, 2008
I wanna share something with everyone out there..
OMG!!! HAHAHA! look at this brainless sign... Glass is very fatigue.. I was like.. wth.. ya the glass is standing there since day one.. its is very fatigue.. this is what i told LYK.. haha.. ya if you know.. we are at Topone KTV..
Ok thats me and Jesper.. y jesper always like to take photos with such angle.. cant see shit anyway.. mhaha..
Ok this is Jay Zhou i supposed.. er.. haha.. ok like shit.. its me.. forget it..
ya another 7hrs of singing.. i even fell asleep.. just too long.
Topone KTV.. reasonable price, good environment.. new songs.. only some minor cons like very fatigue glass doors. haha.. enjoy ppl!
OMG!!! HAHAHA! look at this brainless sign... Glass is very fatigue.. I was like.. wth.. ya the glass is standing there since day one.. its is very fatigue.. this is what i told LYK.. haha.. ya if you know.. we are at Topone KTV..
Ok thats me and Jesper.. y jesper always like to take photos with such angle.. cant see shit anyway.. mhaha..
Ok this is Jay Zhou i supposed.. er.. haha.. ok like shit.. its me.. forget it..
ya another 7hrs of singing.. i even fell asleep.. just too long.
Topone KTV.. reasonable price, good environment.. new songs.. only some minor cons like very fatigue glass doors. haha.. enjoy ppl!
Today met up with Low YK and Chia TS for some window shopping and get together.. Haa.. already see them from monday to friday, weekends also must see.. guess we re really good buddies.. mhahaha.. btw..
today bought a cap, ya.. they ask y must i get a cap, u now how annoying it is to do up the hair everytime when u need to go out? just wear the cap and off u go! Well dun wish to admit it.. but ya.. I m lazy.. plain lazy.
Sotong says i look like ah beng.. how can it be!!! no!!!
After some super boring shopping.. we re not girls.. we cant find joy in walking round and round and stepping the same tiles all over again for the like 36th times..
We went BreWerks.. long time since i ve been here..
Had some TCSS session.. drink.. laugh.. eat.. haa.. very free thursday huh..
today bought a cap, ya.. they ask y must i get a cap, u now how annoying it is to do up the hair everytime when u need to go out? just wear the cap and off u go! Well dun wish to admit it.. but ya.. I m lazy.. plain lazy.
Sotong says i look like ah beng.. how can it be!!! no!!!After some super boring shopping.. we re not girls.. we cant find joy in walking round and round and stepping the same tiles all over again for the like 36th times..
We went BreWerks.. long time since i ve been here..
Had some TCSS session.. drink.. laugh.. eat.. haa.. very free thursday huh..
Well.. i found out that i cant take too much beer.. haha.. so YK drive for me to the next destination.. alright.. the next stop is sheesha at Arab st. Our old gathering place..
OMG.. look at our LYK.. What the hell.
Our beloved TZO and LYK and my phone.. haha.. lame.
Haa.. in the end.. we end up eating Bak Kut Teh.. and its awesome.. really.
tired day.. went home..
haa and guess what.. Cheryl also plays Cabal.. wth.. donated 500 000alz to her for a good start.. jia you..
and i guess.. its a good day.. cheers.
alright another half a year before ord.
When life gets this green.. it doesnt matter anymore.
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