just booked out for a second consecutive night's out.. or what would have been my bookout if not for my guard duty tomorrow.
Combat phrase is tiring. and medic training is seriously getting tottally un-slack. with 5k runs every 2 days. moving 80kg mannequins around using all sorts of lifting and dragging techniques. Seriously dying. but perhaps it'll make me stronger. but is it what i want? and combat phrase means Cameo-ing on again. and i hate it. making my face green. as though with anger. now i know why they painted the hulk green in the first place. haha. but i'm sure i can cope. haha but seriously. cameo-ing sux.
sian. guard duty later. haiz. what to do? suck thumb.
and this time round.
its much more painful
than the wkend duties at tekong.
cos i'm gonna miss a day with you.
missing you right now as i type this.
but enjoy yourself.
haha.
ttyl.
:)
Wednesday 30 April 2008
Friday 25 April 2008
PAM
Its been another week in the army. with nothing in particular to write about. cept for maybe PAM, or patient's assesment model, a model in which we are to assess all casualties by. strictly. like if some guy obviously suffering from a broken foot, you have to check if he is choking on a fishball, even though he is obviously not so and shouting at you to get on with his foot.
anyway. just finished reading 'hitchhiker's guide to the galaxy' yet another time and the more i read it, the more philosophical i find it to be. Douglas Adams certainly qualify and ranks up there amongst my favourite authors of all time. alongside Neil Gaiman and Frederick Forysth.
also found a few ppl who are irritating me to no end in army. C3PO being the most annoying of all. with his stupid face, stupid skinny body and non-stop talk and arrogance and ignorance. can't think of why such ppl exists in the first place.
To my rara avis.
eternity,
is a long time indeed.
Its so long, it makes a day seem like a second and a year like a day.
but it is,
possible,
to hold eternity,
in the current hour.
and whatever happens after,
I can't be sure,
but you know how i work.
give me some time,
and i'll be back as normal.
But for now,
Eternity goes on.
and never will i.
want it to end.
:)
Cheer up.
anyway. just finished reading 'hitchhiker's guide to the galaxy' yet another time and the more i read it, the more philosophical i find it to be. Douglas Adams certainly qualify and ranks up there amongst my favourite authors of all time. alongside Neil Gaiman and Frederick Forysth.
also found a few ppl who are irritating me to no end in army. C3PO being the most annoying of all. with his stupid face, stupid skinny body and non-stop talk and arrogance and ignorance. can't think of why such ppl exists in the first place.
To my rara avis.
eternity,
is a long time indeed.
Its so long, it makes a day seem like a second and a year like a day.
but it is,
possible,
to hold eternity,
in the current hour.
and whatever happens after,
I can't be sure,
but you know how i work.
give me some time,
and i'll be back as normal.
But for now,
Eternity goes on.
and never will i.
want it to end.
:)
Cheer up.
Saturday 19 April 2008
The mime
well. it has been quite a long week. with all the tests. A&P, CAP and equipment use. but its over now. and now for the next week's tests. at least i passed everything and yeah. am thus able to be here blogging. Also recieved letter from NUS for medicine. notifying me i have been shortlisted for the next round of consideration. and yeah. the process of doing so is quite irritating. with all the writing and thinking.
enough of factual stuff.
more of philosophical stuff. was thinking in camp while i had my medic latex gloves on and pretending to be a mime. A mime i would say its a real power kinda person. for it is he who is able to see the invisible walls, so obvious to mankind yet so oblivious to everyone. And when his failure to open the door or knocking into walls of his box is greeted by laughs and sneers by the crowd, he just moves on, tries another handle that is of a million inside his box. and the audience will never understand this, thinking that he is an idiot to show all his actions, but not knowing the effects of his act. and when the audience laugh at him, he will never just forget about his invisible walls and handles and box and just turn to walk amongst them. For what he show, is to him, his truest form. bit confusing. even for myself here. straightening it. will publish one that is better soon.
nth much else. till nxt time.
enough of factual stuff.
more of philosophical stuff. was thinking in camp while i had my medic latex gloves on and pretending to be a mime. A mime i would say its a real power kinda person. for it is he who is able to see the invisible walls, so obvious to mankind yet so oblivious to everyone. And when his failure to open the door or knocking into walls of his box is greeted by laughs and sneers by the crowd, he just moves on, tries another handle that is of a million inside his box. and the audience will never understand this, thinking that he is an idiot to show all his actions, but not knowing the effects of his act. and when the audience laugh at him, he will never just forget about his invisible walls and handles and box and just turn to walk amongst them. For what he show, is to him, his truest form. bit confusing. even for myself here. straightening it. will publish one that is better soon.
nth much else. till nxt time.
Tuesday 15 April 2008
nights out
just having a nights out. until 2215. but have to be inside at round 2200. haha. and since i have just reached home, it leaves me with around an hour or so at home.
But its the magic of the house that pulls me back, the hot water bath. the tv. the com. and the bed. for even one hour is good enough. worth the journey to and fro. and its a break. a break from the regimented, restrictive life that is the military...
So yeah. shall go enjoy the rest of my night out.
for the rest out there.
have a great evening.
Its a lovely night.
till nxt time
But its the magic of the house that pulls me back, the hot water bath. the tv. the com. and the bed. for even one hour is good enough. worth the journey to and fro. and its a break. a break from the regimented, restrictive life that is the military...
So yeah. shall go enjoy the rest of my night out.
for the rest out there.
have a great evening.
Its a lovely night.
till nxt time
Sunday 13 April 2008
life and football
Life i guess, after much consideration, is like a football game. Everyone has a fixed time. A lifetime. even after extra time and stuff. and everyone wants to achieve something from the game. a victory. a good game. a game where you walk off at the end of it with your head held high and say. 'look. this is a game I'm proud of and i'm going into my well deserved shower. whatever happens after this game is up to the manager, coach, and the board room and i just wanna present a good case for myself and well, its up to you guys to judge. Be it another go at another game, promotion to a senior side, sold to a bigger club, or retired as a legend, or join the club now as a board member myself, that's up to you guys. For now i just wanna play my best.'
But the main problem is not what happens after the game. for now. Its during the game. in a game, there are some times when you aren't on the ball and you are no where near it. just a player at the back. watching the action. like as though you aren't in the game at all. But you still have to be there. and you just feel like sitting down and waiting till the action gets to you again. but you can't. for its your job not to.
and which player am i? the captain who controls the pace of his game? or the striker who goes for the goals? the defender, a sideshow for his more illustrous team mates? or the keeper? the one who calms the defenders, who feeds the midfielder the ball, who stops his enemies from reaching their goal? now. that's the question. someone please answer this for me.
and i shall leave that as that.. army, and the need to serve has made me think bout the purpose of life and the meaning of it. and obviously, i have not really found it. the purpose of this 2 mins of my game. only this 2 mins are a long 2 mins.
and yes.
thanks for being my inspiration,
my purpose, my love.
talking to you really brightens up my day,
however dark they have been.
and yes.
It will be written,
for i promised.
so will other stuff i promised be done.
just give me some time.
for time isn't really available to me.
kisses.
But the main problem is not what happens after the game. for now. Its during the game. in a game, there are some times when you aren't on the ball and you are no where near it. just a player at the back. watching the action. like as though you aren't in the game at all. But you still have to be there. and you just feel like sitting down and waiting till the action gets to you again. but you can't. for its your job not to.
and which player am i? the captain who controls the pace of his game? or the striker who goes for the goals? the defender, a sideshow for his more illustrous team mates? or the keeper? the one who calms the defenders, who feeds the midfielder the ball, who stops his enemies from reaching their goal? now. that's the question. someone please answer this for me.
and i shall leave that as that.. army, and the need to serve has made me think bout the purpose of life and the meaning of it. and obviously, i have not really found it. the purpose of this 2 mins of my game. only this 2 mins are a long 2 mins.
and yes.
thanks for being my inspiration,
my purpose, my love.
talking to you really brightens up my day,
however dark they have been.
and yes.
It will be written,
for i promised.
so will other stuff i promised be done.
just give me some time.
for time isn't really available to me.
kisses.
Saturday 12 April 2008
old winds
Another week come and gone. and well. getting more and more impatient and irritated by the army life. can't get why some people could accept it so nonchalantly as though it is not gonna make a difference in their life. but shall not rant here. for i know its boring.
but its hard not to talk about it. cos army takes up near 80% of my time.
anyway. as the training goes. i am finding IV to be a more and more interesting experience. I think i am sort of seeing why i wanted to study medicine in the first place already. I find talking to people very enjoyable as they lay down for their injections as though it was almost natural to do so. and i think that was what inspired me to be one in the first place, as i laid on my bed, waiting for the doctor to adminster injections or inhalations during the many times i got hospitalised during my childhood.
nth much else..
more to follow if possible..
till tomorrow. thks for last night and this afternoon my darling.
but its hard not to talk about it. cos army takes up near 80% of my time.
anyway. as the training goes. i am finding IV to be a more and more interesting experience. I think i am sort of seeing why i wanted to study medicine in the first place already. I find talking to people very enjoyable as they lay down for their injections as though it was almost natural to do so. and i think that was what inspired me to be one in the first place, as i laid on my bed, waiting for the doctor to adminster injections or inhalations during the many times i got hospitalised during my childhood.
nth much else..
more to follow if possible..
till tomorrow. thks for last night and this afternoon my darling.
Sunday 6 April 2008
concert.
Went to the AHS choir concert last night. and it was i guess average. for i left it not feeling particularly insupired as i would usually be after a concert. after concert went eat with zhou, reub, ran, colin n noch at T3. food was expensive and kinda sux. and left me with quite a sore throat and cough. which leaves me kinda irritated right now.
but all in all, it was a great day.
enchanting. i would say.
both from noon on and
past midnight.
esp talking to you past midnight.
and please.
think no more bout the past.
but thks for assuring me bout the present.
tt's enough for me.
For well, you are made....
you know the line after.
:)
till nxt time.
[update 1826hrs] seriously, i need the most powerful thing that ever was...
but all in all, it was a great day.
enchanting. i would say.
both from noon on and
past midnight.
esp talking to you past midnight.
and please.
think no more bout the past.
but thks for assuring me bout the present.
tt's enough for me.
For well, you are made....
you know the line after.
:)
till nxt time.
[update 1826hrs] seriously, i need the most powerful thing that ever was...
Friday 4 April 2008
IV
Well. just booked out earlier today. and yeah. happy to be free.
The medic course is kinda illuminating i guess. finally see the point in it. Paramedics and stuff really kinda interests me now. though i am sad to say that i have been sleeping quite a good deal in the lessons. haha. but really tired wad. lolz. anyway. now at least learning stuff, from bandages to the treating of other wounds. but most fun of all i think is IV, intravenous injection, of which the medic course is famous for. Its quite an experience, for someone who have not handled a needle before. Its, say, imagine a needle one twentieth of an inch (for now), and poking it into a vein of a friend, seeing his scream in pain yet having to remain calm and unmoving. professional. and i guess it will prepare me for my medical course later( if i ever get into one). But it really had put new points of view into my opinion of medical personnels beyond doctors.
But still feeling damn depressed bout army though.
also had a night's out on thurs. which was short. but i guess good enough. though the food outside dun taste spectacular nor the places we went looked anywhere near interesting or nice, its after all, the company that matters. :)
anyway. to a suffering friend:
I guess its never time to, until you really want to. end everything, and start anew as some say. but its difficult when you have army 5 days a week and your exposure to the other kind is really limited. but i guess, from my opinion, its time to. Its difficult, i know, i couldn't do it, but somehow my failure to do it turned into my advantage. But its real painful i know to be stuck in your situation. thks for sharing though. good luck.
4 days till 2 mths
and typing it now cos i'll be in camp by the time those 4 days are up.
And well.
It had been a great couple of months, hasn't it?
From the initial awkwardness,
to now,
which is i guess much smoother,
and more natural.
For even the best of knights need time to get use to a new sword,
especially when he never held one before.
And i couldn't say i am perfectly proficient at it now, could I?
But then again. Time is the best teacher.
And the magic has not gone.
10 mths since it first flowed through my veins.
nor have the starlight,
brighter even that the sun to me.
Really.
Everytime i hold your hand the same warmness still flows through.
and your voice stills holds that magic in it,
to calm me to sleep at night,
and to wake me up in the morning.
And seeing you is equally joyous,
and if i could i would, daily.
which is why i am looking forward to tomorrow.
and talking to you tonight.
Smile. my darling.
Smile.
The medic course is kinda illuminating i guess. finally see the point in it. Paramedics and stuff really kinda interests me now. though i am sad to say that i have been sleeping quite a good deal in the lessons. haha. but really tired wad. lolz. anyway. now at least learning stuff, from bandages to the treating of other wounds. but most fun of all i think is IV, intravenous injection, of which the medic course is famous for. Its quite an experience, for someone who have not handled a needle before. Its, say, imagine a needle one twentieth of an inch (for now), and poking it into a vein of a friend, seeing his scream in pain yet having to remain calm and unmoving. professional. and i guess it will prepare me for my medical course later( if i ever get into one). But it really had put new points of view into my opinion of medical personnels beyond doctors.
But still feeling damn depressed bout army though.
also had a night's out on thurs. which was short. but i guess good enough. though the food outside dun taste spectacular nor the places we went looked anywhere near interesting or nice, its after all, the company that matters. :)
anyway. to a suffering friend:
I guess its never time to, until you really want to. end everything, and start anew as some say. but its difficult when you have army 5 days a week and your exposure to the other kind is really limited. but i guess, from my opinion, its time to. Its difficult, i know, i couldn't do it, but somehow my failure to do it turned into my advantage. But its real painful i know to be stuck in your situation. thks for sharing though. good luck.
4 days till 2 mths
and typing it now cos i'll be in camp by the time those 4 days are up.
And well.
It had been a great couple of months, hasn't it?
From the initial awkwardness,
to now,
which is i guess much smoother,
and more natural.
For even the best of knights need time to get use to a new sword,
especially when he never held one before.
And i couldn't say i am perfectly proficient at it now, could I?
But then again. Time is the best teacher.
And the magic has not gone.
10 mths since it first flowed through my veins.
nor have the starlight,
brighter even that the sun to me.
Really.
Everytime i hold your hand the same warmness still flows through.
and your voice stills holds that magic in it,
to calm me to sleep at night,
and to wake me up in the morning.
And seeing you is equally joyous,
and if i could i would, daily.
which is why i am looking forward to tomorrow.
and talking to you tonight.
Smile. my darling.
Smile.
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