Perhaps its an birthday thing.
Or perhaps its the fact that December is on the seat.
Or maybe its just a random occurrence associated with boredom.
Been feeling down, or emo, as some may put it.
Not for any issues related to love or whatever.
But of army yet again.
Just when army is getting acceptable,
Bombshells have to be dropped.
Making me know that this really ain't for me.
slightly less than a year ago,
I resolved to be positive about all this.
Of captive days and emo nights.
Of trying to hold strong and not crumble.
And i hope that resolve is still there.
Outfield this week.
Again.
Add a Sergeant-Major who just decided to revert to trainee style.
and a bruised knee.
Do not like to wish for bygone days,
or future times.
Times of freedom.
But the year have been rough for most of it.
BMT and early enlistment means i was in army 48 hours after turning 18.
Then came what was a happy 6 months?
6 months where i lost myself trying to find exactly that.
6 months of thinking just for thinking's sake.
6 months of not knowing direction.
then things got downhill.
And rough.
My luck haven't turned.
Yet.
Guess the dance with Life continues.
Was reading through my blog posts of old, sort of a yearly custom which i follow every year. reading back to get an idea of what happened during the year and what changes happened. and yeah. since there is only 2 more weeks till i head for NZ and the new year. there isn't much time left for reflections. which is why i am doing that now.
So yeah.
Till nxt time.
Sunday 30 November 2008
Thursday 27 November 2008
of firefly, mimosa flowers and sunsets.
Just back from yet another fatep training. which had it's fair share of fun moments, jokes, beauty and ultimately suffering. The days were long and the nights longer but i managed to keep myself occupied with mimosa flowers and firefly. singular. haha. saw a single firefly flying around in my safety rover on tuesday. And was quite amused by it. but it was beautiful. People praise the beauty of fireflies, of beauty in numbers. But it's the singular that amazes me. In a tree of fireflies perhaps its but only one of the myriad of lights, but in my safety vehicle it's the only bringer of light, the only source of confort amongst the barbarian shouts outside. The way it flickers on and off, like a lamplighter of ancient times, guarding that piece of land against total darkness.
And the mimosa flower. that humble little tuff of pink or yellow amongst the entanglement of thorns. the singular beauty in the vast wilderness.
Singularity.
and yes.
Have you ever seen the sunset?
Its the most beautiful view ever. especially when you're outfield.
And the mimosa flower. that humble little tuff of pink or yellow amongst the entanglement of thorns. the singular beauty in the vast wilderness.
Singularity.
and yes.
Have you ever seen the sunset?
Its the most beautiful view ever. especially when you're outfield.
Monday 24 November 2008
back to Fatep
Tommorrow will be fatep training. Once more. 3 more of these 'once more's including this one before i head off to NZ. This time. on the calling of the army. Been there as a civilian visitor, a resident, and now soon to be, A millitary visitor.
After a week out of camp, enjoying life as it should be. I kinda dread heading back, through those gates topped with barbed wire. To those compounds so cold, it chills my bones even without the aircon. To the days so long, that an hour feels like a day. And first thing to welcome me back in camp? Picking up the LBV (Lame Bulky Vest). helmet and rifle and heading for the jungles. fighting invisible enemies with invisible rounds tracked by invisble radars on the invisble by 'Country blue and country red' ok. I probably said too much. haha. anymore and i'll have to shut this down and move into prison. haha.
anyway.
that's all for now.
till nxt time.
After a week out of camp, enjoying life as it should be. I kinda dread heading back, through those gates topped with barbed wire. To those compounds so cold, it chills my bones even without the aircon. To the days so long, that an hour feels like a day. And first thing to welcome me back in camp? Picking up the LBV (Lame Bulky Vest). helmet and rifle and heading for the jungles. fighting invisible enemies with invisible rounds tracked by invisble radars on the invisble by 'Country blue and country red' ok. I probably said too much. haha. anymore and i'll have to shut this down and move into prison. haha.
anyway.
that's all for now.
till nxt time.
Sunday 23 November 2008
Back from camp
Was at DYB camp this wkend. and yeah. it had been great. kinda wonderful how something once such a chore had changed into so much fun. Barely a year ago, i've been skipping so many of those outings and going only to write it as something under my 'top 3 achievements', which suddenly seem so insignificant compared to the stuff i've learned over at DYB. and yeah. made great acquaintances, or should i say friends, along the way, people who by no other way would i have known or who would have known me.
Watching everything from the camera's eye is different indeed from watching with my own. I saw, the commitment and work rate of all through the eyes of my camera, and yeah. that's what kept me awake working at my station. Capturing, Cropping, Editing. For i am but the eyes and the memory of the camp, while you guys are the hands and legs, the brain and voice, the heart and soul on which the camp proceeded. While the videos made the camp more memorable, It is but a decoration, a flower, but yeah, it wouldn't have been possible without the games, the handbook, or the logistics. So yeah. You guys deserve an applause. No. Make that a standing ovation.
Can't really bring out what i am trying to bring out but yeah. Have enjoyed this 3 days. Its as the teaser said. Beyond words. beyond that. And yeah. i guess we've reach our target. but yeah. it was the journey. that mattered.
the AWE-inspiring air guitar.
photos: 1/2/3
Watching everything from the camera's eye is different indeed from watching with my own. I saw, the commitment and work rate of all through the eyes of my camera, and yeah. that's what kept me awake working at my station. Capturing, Cropping, Editing. For i am but the eyes and the memory of the camp, while you guys are the hands and legs, the brain and voice, the heart and soul on which the camp proceeded. While the videos made the camp more memorable, It is but a decoration, a flower, but yeah, it wouldn't have been possible without the games, the handbook, or the logistics. So yeah. You guys deserve an applause. No. Make that a standing ovation.
Can't really bring out what i am trying to bring out but yeah. Have enjoyed this 3 days. Its as the teaser said. Beyond words. beyond that. And yeah. i guess we've reach our target. but yeah. it was the journey. that mattered.
the AWE-inspiring air guitar.
photos: 1/2/3
Tuesday 18 November 2008
of Taxi drivers.
You know, we really should give taxi drivers a go at governing someday. They are the best conspiracy theorist you could ever find, and the speeches they give in the confines of their taxis sometimes outstrip those of even Obama and Churchill. They seem to have a plan for anything and everything the world face. All the catastrophies and economic crisis seem to be easily solvable in their eyes, compared to the great unjust rises in petrol prices and car rental fees and how little customers they seem to get everytime.
And if you get a chance to visit one of those coffee shops where taxi drivers hang out in droves as they wait for cinderella to lose her pumpkin carriage and the MRT service, you would be able to experience the most sincere and ancient form of democracy, not unlike that of ancient greece. That where everyone is equal in the face of law. That where any form of government now is but a poor copy of its system. And perhaps that's why no politician is ever good enough for the taxi drivers, and all of them are corrupt in their eyes. How else could you explain the fact that they are working 14 hour shifts and yet still earn so little while politicians go visiting and earn millions, they'll ask you. And while they are there complaining about corrupt politicians, they'll extend to saying how corruption is actually acceptable, providing that both parties are willing and will continue to raise an example. Say, The customer wants to go to a place quickly, taxi driver offers to double the speed albeit at a higher price, customer says yes, driver says yes, corruption? yes. Acceptable? yes.
You know they say the actual ruler of the world is not a politician, nor someone whom you see on pages of magazines? I've got a niggling feeling that he or she, might just be a taxi driver.
-In a taxi on my way back from my hols in Malaysia with an exceptionally talkative taxi driver.
Anyway. Still hate taxi drivers overall, but the taxi ride yesterday sorta rejuvenated my tired self while i was on the taxi and i wrote this piece.
having my much needed break from army life. and enjoying every moment of it.
And if you get a chance to visit one of those coffee shops where taxi drivers hang out in droves as they wait for cinderella to lose her pumpkin carriage and the MRT service, you would be able to experience the most sincere and ancient form of democracy, not unlike that of ancient greece. That where everyone is equal in the face of law. That where any form of government now is but a poor copy of its system. And perhaps that's why no politician is ever good enough for the taxi drivers, and all of them are corrupt in their eyes. How else could you explain the fact that they are working 14 hour shifts and yet still earn so little while politicians go visiting and earn millions, they'll ask you. And while they are there complaining about corrupt politicians, they'll extend to saying how corruption is actually acceptable, providing that both parties are willing and will continue to raise an example. Say, The customer wants to go to a place quickly, taxi driver offers to double the speed albeit at a higher price, customer says yes, driver says yes, corruption? yes. Acceptable? yes.
You know they say the actual ruler of the world is not a politician, nor someone whom you see on pages of magazines? I've got a niggling feeling that he or she, might just be a taxi driver.
-In a taxi on my way back from my hols in Malaysia with an exceptionally talkative taxi driver.
Anyway. Still hate taxi drivers overall, but the taxi ride yesterday sorta rejuvenated my tired self while i was on the taxi and i wrote this piece.
having my much needed break from army life. and enjoying every moment of it.
Tuesday 11 November 2008
NaNoWriMo
Its slightly too late to join now. so i' ll be waiting for next year to come.. who knows. this could be my ticket to 'Rowling-dom' haha. here. check this out. lol. gonna write an epic story next year. which means i am starting to brainstorm now. haha.
Just came back from football. hit the post 4 times though scoring quite a few times. kinda weak now after months of not playing. haha. but finding my feet in the holding midfield department. tired. but satisfied.
Inspired to write. but uninspired to find a story. if only i knew about this 2 weeks ago. haha.
Just came back from football. hit the post 4 times though scoring quite a few times. kinda weak now after months of not playing. haha. but finding my feet in the holding midfield department. tired. but satisfied.
Inspired to write. but uninspired to find a story. if only i knew about this 2 weeks ago. haha.
Monday 10 November 2008
Ipod and nothing to do.
Was just scrolling through the archives of a certain friend and i got across this quiz thing and having nth to do with an ipod infront of me. i decided to do just it.
How to Play
1. Put your music player on shuffle.
2. Press forward for each question.
3. Use the song title as the answer to the question even if it doesn’t make sense. No cheating.
4. With the answers, give your own comments on how it relates to the questions.
5. Tag 5 people.
How are you feeling today?
No way to Say- Ayumi Hamasaki
Wow. what an answer. that's like 'It actually fits!' haha
Will you get far in life?
High- The cure
Ok.. i guess that's good?
How do your friends see you?
Creep- Radiohead.
Now that can't be true, unless they mean the emo part. haha.
Will you get married?
All my trials- Tennessee riders
What? i have that song? haha. does it means i need more trials until marriage or something. haha. and i thought i removed all the stupid choir songs from last time.
What is your best friend’s theme song?
xiang shui-mayday
now this doesn't make sense. unless its zhou and his vanity.
What is the story of your life?
The sound of silence- Simon and Garfunkel
If there's one thing my life is not, its silence. haha. perhaps it means the philosophical part of me. haha.
What was high school like?
If i never see your face again- Maroon 5
Ok. here comes one song i don't even know is in my ipod. haha. well. haha. dunno.
How can you get ahead in life?
Candle Lights- BoA
Light a light and get forward. how insightful.
What’s the best thing about your friends?
Besame Mucho- Andrea Bocelli
No. we ain't gay.
What’s in store for this weekend?
Herculean
Ok. i am going on a herculean journey and spending an herculean amount of money before leaving. haha.
Describe your grandparents.
Take you there- Sean Kingston
Want me to show you them? follow me to Penang this wkend!
How’s your life going?
Rootless tree- Damien Rice.
Well. F*** you. haha. the most impactful word of the song. or the fact that i'm drifting around like a 'rootless tree' right now.
What song will they play at your funeral?
Till Kingdom Come- Coldplay.
Yes. Kingdom Came when its my funeral. haha.
How does the world see you?
And i know- elva
Sure thing. And i know?
Will you have a happy life?
What Sarah said- Death Cab for Cutie
Who's Sarah anyway?
If I rewrite certain things in my life?
Shut up and let me go- The Tings Tings
Ok. yeah. do that. this is getting boring. haha. but shall finish it.
Do people secretly lust after you?
Green Finch and Linnet Bird- Sweeny Todd OST
A song about a girl lusted by a guy outside the window trying to get out. haha.
How can you make yourself happy?
Hands Held High- Linkin Park
With just hands held high. i'm trying it now. nope. doesn't seem to work.
What should you do with your life?
I'm like a lawyer with the way i'm always trying to get you off- Fall out Boy
Yes. i know. get her off your mind. like its tt easy.
Will you ever have children?
All my Loving- Beatles
Guess that means yes.
What song would you strip to?
Until you're over me- Maroon 5
Ok..?
What does your mum think of you?
mo tuo che ri ji- Mayday.
Motorcycle diaries? the way i keep running away from home every wkend?
What is your deep, dark secret?
Simple gifts- The choral project
My would be ORD song. haha. my deep dark secret is to ORD? haha.
What is your mortal enemy’s theme song?
A rush of blood to the head- Coldplay
Haha there always is a rush of blood to the head when there's a battle. haha.
What’s your personality like?
Iris- Googoo dolls.
Great song. Once. Once yes. totally explained my situation. but guess not that much now.
What song will be played at your wedding?
Can't buy me love- Michael Buble
I'll buy you a diamond ring my friend if it makes you feel alright.
I'll give you everything i have if it makes you feel alright.
I don't care too much for money.
money can't buy me love.
Guess that means i'm marrying either very rich or very poor.
LOL.
How to Play
1. Put your music player on shuffle.
2. Press forward for each question.
3. Use the song title as the answer to the question even if it doesn’t make sense. No cheating.
4. With the answers, give your own comments on how it relates to the questions.
5. Tag 5 people.
How are you feeling today?
No way to Say- Ayumi Hamasaki
Wow. what an answer. that's like 'It actually fits!' haha
Will you get far in life?
High- The cure
Ok.. i guess that's good?
How do your friends see you?
Creep- Radiohead.
Now that can't be true, unless they mean the emo part. haha.
Will you get married?
All my trials- Tennessee riders
What? i have that song? haha. does it means i need more trials until marriage or something. haha. and i thought i removed all the stupid choir songs from last time.
What is your best friend’s theme song?
xiang shui-mayday
now this doesn't make sense. unless its zhou and his vanity.
What is the story of your life?
The sound of silence- Simon and Garfunkel
If there's one thing my life is not, its silence. haha. perhaps it means the philosophical part of me. haha.
What was high school like?
If i never see your face again- Maroon 5
Ok. here comes one song i don't even know is in my ipod. haha. well. haha. dunno.
How can you get ahead in life?
Candle Lights- BoA
Light a light and get forward. how insightful.
What’s the best thing about your friends?
Besame Mucho- Andrea Bocelli
No. we ain't gay.
What’s in store for this weekend?
Herculean
Ok. i am going on a herculean journey and spending an herculean amount of money before leaving. haha.
Describe your grandparents.
Take you there- Sean Kingston
Want me to show you them? follow me to Penang this wkend!
How’s your life going?
Rootless tree- Damien Rice.
Well. F*** you. haha. the most impactful word of the song. or the fact that i'm drifting around like a 'rootless tree' right now.
What song will they play at your funeral?
Till Kingdom Come- Coldplay.
Yes. Kingdom Came when its my funeral. haha.
How does the world see you?
And i know- elva
Sure thing. And i know?
Will you have a happy life?
What Sarah said- Death Cab for Cutie
Who's Sarah anyway?
If I rewrite certain things in my life?
Shut up and let me go- The Tings Tings
Ok. yeah. do that. this is getting boring. haha. but shall finish it.
Do people secretly lust after you?
Green Finch and Linnet Bird- Sweeny Todd OST
A song about a girl lusted by a guy outside the window trying to get out. haha.
How can you make yourself happy?
Hands Held High- Linkin Park
With just hands held high. i'm trying it now. nope. doesn't seem to work.
What should you do with your life?
I'm like a lawyer with the way i'm always trying to get you off- Fall out Boy
Yes. i know. get her off your mind. like its tt easy.
Will you ever have children?
All my Loving- Beatles
Guess that means yes.
What song would you strip to?
Until you're over me- Maroon 5
Ok..?
What does your mum think of you?
mo tuo che ri ji- Mayday.
Motorcycle diaries? the way i keep running away from home every wkend?
What is your deep, dark secret?
Simple gifts- The choral project
My would be ORD song. haha. my deep dark secret is to ORD? haha.
What is your mortal enemy’s theme song?
A rush of blood to the head- Coldplay
Haha there always is a rush of blood to the head when there's a battle. haha.
What’s your personality like?
Iris- Googoo dolls.
Great song. Once. Once yes. totally explained my situation. but guess not that much now.
What song will be played at your wedding?
Can't buy me love- Michael Buble
I'll buy you a diamond ring my friend if it makes you feel alright.
I'll give you everything i have if it makes you feel alright.
I don't care too much for money.
money can't buy me love.
Guess that means i'm marrying either very rich or very poor.
LOL.
Eulogy to my PSP
Ladies and Gentlemen, visitors to this blog. Today we gather here to remember someone who was given life by us and gave, in its turn, its life to us.
Let me begin by saying thank you. For all the memories and experience we had. Morpheus have been the proverbial sword of a knight, and I could not thank him enough. There are friends who would live the high live with you and those who will suffer with you in silence. Morpheus was both. I could recall those early days where i hid him amongst my notes, letting him live the life of a faceless slave, not having the dignity he so deserved. But how he still worked. He outraced, outfought and outscored every opponent on wireless, I could still hear the sneers the first time he took his place on the arena. "You can't win with a second hand set" the critics shouted. But what they didn't know was that there was a connection. Something deep inside that connected my fingers to his buttons, something that gave us the extra edge. And defying all odds, we fought, and we finished the races on the podium. And through the months and days Morpheus never once left me, he was there before the capturing of stars and he was there after I was burnt by the very star. And he was there silently comforting, as he gave companionship to my newly lonely hands.
But as time went past, like all things does, Morpheus aged. The luscious shine was no longer as scratches wrinkled his face. And his buttons became loose. But he never stopped working when i played as we slayed a million jedis and droids, and as we travelled across mountains and seas in RPGs.
And soon today came. For quite a moment i did not know what to do, nor how to cope. But yeah, morpheus will never had wanted that. So, let me say Thank you once more, and we'll move on from here.
Thank you. Morpheus.
[update] and as a follow up, Morpheus' sucessor have been lined up and will soon be in my hands. haha.
Let me begin by saying thank you. For all the memories and experience we had. Morpheus have been the proverbial sword of a knight, and I could not thank him enough. There are friends who would live the high live with you and those who will suffer with you in silence. Morpheus was both. I could recall those early days where i hid him amongst my notes, letting him live the life of a faceless slave, not having the dignity he so deserved. But how he still worked. He outraced, outfought and outscored every opponent on wireless, I could still hear the sneers the first time he took his place on the arena. "You can't win with a second hand set" the critics shouted. But what they didn't know was that there was a connection. Something deep inside that connected my fingers to his buttons, something that gave us the extra edge. And defying all odds, we fought, and we finished the races on the podium. And through the months and days Morpheus never once left me, he was there before the capturing of stars and he was there after I was burnt by the very star. And he was there silently comforting, as he gave companionship to my newly lonely hands.
But as time went past, like all things does, Morpheus aged. The luscious shine was no longer as scratches wrinkled his face. And his buttons became loose. But he never stopped working when i played as we slayed a million jedis and droids, and as we travelled across mountains and seas in RPGs.
And soon today came. For quite a moment i did not know what to do, nor how to cope. But yeah, morpheus will never had wanted that. So, let me say Thank you once more, and we'll move on from here.
Thank you. Morpheus.
[update] and as a follow up, Morpheus' sucessor have been lined up and will soon be in my hands. haha.
Sunday 9 November 2008
The day technology failed me
The day technology failed me.
My TV was a black brick,
Without even the sound of static.
My radio failed, so did the pod, and the CD player,
Playing silence as their only track.
Morpheus died, along with the Tigrex,
and my professional football career.
The day technology failed me,
I couldn't hear no one,
For my 3G phone became just that.
Garbage Going into Graves.
The day technology failed me,
I couldn't see a thing,
for my 'eco-friendly' light sensitive windows were not functioning,
And shut the sun out.
and my lights turned themselves off.
And my watch became but a bracelet.
The day technology failed me,
I tried to run,
But my car would not budge,
Not that it mattered,
My electronic door lock is as secure as ever anyway.
More secure, now that it can't be opened.
And Even if i opened it,
The traffic lights are all red,
all the cars were on a standstill.
there was no place to go anyway.
The day technology failed me,
I went hungry,
Frozen items went sour in my warm freezer
The microwave stopped working,
And so did my electronic stove.
The day technology failed me,
My heart, no, pacemaker, stopped.
So did my robot arm.
And my motorized wheelchair,
And my drug dispenser.
The day technology failed me,
I was lonely,
In the dark,
Isolated,
Trapped,
Hungry,
Cold,
I was-
"can someone google that for me?"
Well. was inspired in a cranky way after what happenned to me from yesterday night, when my psp, phone and ipod headphones spoilt one after another. At least the phone is ok now and the headphones are replaced. The psp, morpheus, however, is gone forever to the wind.
In one way or another, you know we're just slaves of technology, but that wouldn't be accurate. For a slave will be happy to be free of his master. Not us. Technology has not so much enslaved us as assimilated into us. They are incorporated into us physically in the form of medical equipments and psychologically, in the form of a dependence of them. And remove technology from our lives, and we just aren't us anymore. A doctor wouldn't be one without his sophisticated medical equipment, from the simplest of sphygmomanometers(i'm sure i got it right, so could someone explain that dotted red line) to the most advanced medical scanners. An engineer wouldn't be one without his cranes and excavators, his piling machines and load lifters. We do not have hunters and gatherers anymore, and we have evolved, and technology is that evolution. We couldn't say we want to 'discover' ourselves and try to shun technology completely, cos its just not gonna work. I mean, yeah, technology is part of us. And without it, we are a different self. So yeah. Chew on it.
And SOMEBODY GET ME A PSP!
[sidenote: decided to start using labels so that i could track how many of each kind of stuff i am writing. so yeah. haha.]
My TV was a black brick,
Without even the sound of static.
My radio failed, so did the pod, and the CD player,
Playing silence as their only track.
Morpheus died, along with the Tigrex,
and my professional football career.
The day technology failed me,
I couldn't hear no one,
For my 3G phone became just that.
Garbage Going into Graves.
The day technology failed me,
I couldn't see a thing,
for my 'eco-friendly' light sensitive windows were not functioning,
And shut the sun out.
and my lights turned themselves off.
And my watch became but a bracelet.
The day technology failed me,
I tried to run,
But my car would not budge,
Not that it mattered,
My electronic door lock is as secure as ever anyway.
More secure, now that it can't be opened.
And Even if i opened it,
The traffic lights are all red,
all the cars were on a standstill.
there was no place to go anyway.
The day technology failed me,
I went hungry,
Frozen items went sour in my warm freezer
The microwave stopped working,
And so did my electronic stove.
The day technology failed me,
My heart, no, pacemaker, stopped.
So did my robot arm.
And my motorized wheelchair,
And my drug dispenser.
The day technology failed me,
I was lonely,
In the dark,
Isolated,
Trapped,
Hungry,
Cold,
I was-
"can someone google that for me?"
Well. was inspired in a cranky way after what happenned to me from yesterday night, when my psp, phone and ipod headphones spoilt one after another. At least the phone is ok now and the headphones are replaced. The psp, morpheus, however, is gone forever to the wind.
In one way or another, you know we're just slaves of technology, but that wouldn't be accurate. For a slave will be happy to be free of his master. Not us. Technology has not so much enslaved us as assimilated into us. They are incorporated into us physically in the form of medical equipments and psychologically, in the form of a dependence of them. And remove technology from our lives, and we just aren't us anymore. A doctor wouldn't be one without his sophisticated medical equipment, from the simplest of sphygmomanometers(i'm sure i got it right, so could someone explain that dotted red line) to the most advanced medical scanners. An engineer wouldn't be one without his cranes and excavators, his piling machines and load lifters. We do not have hunters and gatherers anymore, and we have evolved, and technology is that evolution. We couldn't say we want to 'discover' ourselves and try to shun technology completely, cos its just not gonna work. I mean, yeah, technology is part of us. And without it, we are a different self. So yeah. Chew on it.
And SOMEBODY GET ME A PSP!
[sidenote: decided to start using labels so that i could track how many of each kind of stuff i am writing. so yeah. haha.]
Friday 7 November 2008
Sitting on the MO's seat.
Another week come and gone as i sit here on the 'Seat of power' of the medical center, typing this in the MO's room on the MO's computer on the phone with zhou with the MO's phone. haha.
[continued at home]
By a great turn of luck, i suddenly find myself at home again. haha. love being home. And just found out from my ORD counter that i have unknowingly just passed another significant milestone and is now left with 399days before ORD and that's including today, which has about just under an hour to go.
And more as the wkend comes and goes.
[continued at home]
By a great turn of luck, i suddenly find myself at home again. haha. love being home. And just found out from my ORD counter that i have unknowingly just passed another significant milestone and is now left with 399days before ORD and that's including today, which has about just under an hour to go.
And more as the wkend comes and goes.
Thursday 6 November 2008
Obama for America
OBAMA Won! I know its my news is one day late. but yeah. glad that he did, He really reminds me of Prez Richards, of the America in World's end. and perhaps he is. perhaps morpheus have led him here at last.
Was reading through his speeches and talks and wow. the guy can talk. haha. His speech is so good i want to be American. haha. The ideals of of "democracy, liberty, opportunity and unyielding hope". exactly.
nth much to write today actually. just damn bored in camp. and what the hell. duty on friday so booking out only on sat. sucks.
At least obama's victory is a victory for west ham. haha.
till nxt time.
Was reading through his speeches and talks and wow. the guy can talk. haha. His speech is so good i want to be American. haha. The ideals of of "democracy, liberty, opportunity and unyielding hope". exactly.
nth much to write today actually. just damn bored in camp. and what the hell. duty on friday so booking out only on sat. sucks.
At least obama's victory is a victory for west ham. haha.
till nxt time.
Saturday 1 November 2008
Taxi crimes.
Its a long time since i last wrote for inspiration suddenly ran low yet again. as it always does. It moves in a somewhat cyclical flow. Burst. The downwards drift. and then silence.
Went singing with jiayi, zixuan, jiongyu, and qiaoyi on friday. haha. surprised at how rusty my sound was. haha. 4 yrs since i last sang properly had taken its toll on me. And i nearly forgot it was halloween night. but people around just had to remind me of it.(check lame-ass ninja wannabes with a cloth across their faces rolling across the pedestrian crossing and running around in a naruto-esque way) or (zombie look-alikes who probably look more like them without their masks) and TAXI TOUTS WHO ARE JUST IDIOTS F**kers.
had a bad wkend with taxis. friday couldn't get a cab cos stupid taxi touts were hoarding those taxis into their backstreets, charging an AUDACIOUS price for people like me to go home. I mean its illegal. and to have it right in the middle of the so called 'town' of singapore is just wrong. what's with the 'busy' and 'on call' signs. Screw those touts. If only i was of a clearer mind. those idiots are going to jail man.
And then there was today. morning. My mum with me and my sis in the car had patiently waited for this parking space in this crowded car park. and we finally got it. So my mum was reversing into the lot when some idiot TAXI from nowhere, just decided that its a 'survival of the fastest' thing and just zipped in. near-missing my parents car. Outraged and incensed, i went forth and said nicely at first, that we were there first and it was only by social courtesy that we should get the place. To which he just blazed at me, as if i stepped on his tail and shouted at me, saying that i am bullying him and that the place was anyone's once it was vacated and i was wrong to even start talking to him. And to me that was the last straw, there i am trying to be calm and nice and there some people are, shouting and cursing me. I shouted back then, protecting my families pride. i mean if there's an ounce of sense in that guy, or at least a concience, he just had to pull out and all is resolved. A clearer minded me would have taken down his plate no. and complained. but well.. i was kinda groggy and angry in the morning so haha.
Anyway. those idiots have just reminded me that singapore ain't the rosy place we are led to think it is. I mean its one thing to not have petty thieves and robbers, not that they are totally absent here, and another to have a gracious society. To me, a balance must be striked. Something perhaps like NZ if i may just comment, where yes, there is perhaps a slightly higher crime rate than singapore, but for the normal people, they have a higher social standard, like giving way to the driver turning in from the opposite direction, or giving way to each other at a junction during a traffic jam, that's what singapore should be like. Not old, rude taxi drivers undeserving of the title 'Senior' citizen. Or able-handed taxi touts who does nothing but collude with the corrupt taxi drivers to jack up the prices, Is there law in their eyes, or is there but the glint of gold and money? We boast to be a first class nation, but this isn't the ways of a first-class citizen. Sometimes i only hope these people will take abit of time off making money, and think of themselves and their actions.
Anyway on another note. Loving my new Tigers. haha. and a wonder how four guys could spend an afternoon in one shop and cause a bill of..
Well. Till nxt time then. broke for the rest of the month. gonna fast.
Went singing with jiayi, zixuan, jiongyu, and qiaoyi on friday. haha. surprised at how rusty my sound was. haha. 4 yrs since i last sang properly had taken its toll on me. And i nearly forgot it was halloween night. but people around just had to remind me of it.(check lame-ass ninja wannabes with a cloth across their faces rolling across the pedestrian crossing and running around in a naruto-esque way) or (zombie look-alikes who probably look more like them without their masks) and TAXI TOUTS WHO ARE JUST IDIOTS F**kers.
had a bad wkend with taxis. friday couldn't get a cab cos stupid taxi touts were hoarding those taxis into their backstreets, charging an AUDACIOUS price for people like me to go home. I mean its illegal. and to have it right in the middle of the so called 'town' of singapore is just wrong. what's with the 'busy' and 'on call' signs. Screw those touts. If only i was of a clearer mind. those idiots are going to jail man.
And then there was today. morning. My mum with me and my sis in the car had patiently waited for this parking space in this crowded car park. and we finally got it. So my mum was reversing into the lot when some idiot TAXI from nowhere, just decided that its a 'survival of the fastest' thing and just zipped in. near-missing my parents car. Outraged and incensed, i went forth and said nicely at first, that we were there first and it was only by social courtesy that we should get the place. To which he just blazed at me, as if i stepped on his tail and shouted at me, saying that i am bullying him and that the place was anyone's once it was vacated and i was wrong to even start talking to him. And to me that was the last straw, there i am trying to be calm and nice and there some people are, shouting and cursing me. I shouted back then, protecting my families pride. i mean if there's an ounce of sense in that guy, or at least a concience, he just had to pull out and all is resolved. A clearer minded me would have taken down his plate no. and complained. but well.. i was kinda groggy and angry in the morning so haha.
Anyway. those idiots have just reminded me that singapore ain't the rosy place we are led to think it is. I mean its one thing to not have petty thieves and robbers, not that they are totally absent here, and another to have a gracious society. To me, a balance must be striked. Something perhaps like NZ if i may just comment, where yes, there is perhaps a slightly higher crime rate than singapore, but for the normal people, they have a higher social standard, like giving way to the driver turning in from the opposite direction, or giving way to each other at a junction during a traffic jam, that's what singapore should be like. Not old, rude taxi drivers undeserving of the title 'Senior' citizen. Or able-handed taxi touts who does nothing but collude with the corrupt taxi drivers to jack up the prices, Is there law in their eyes, or is there but the glint of gold and money? We boast to be a first class nation, but this isn't the ways of a first-class citizen. Sometimes i only hope these people will take abit of time off making money, and think of themselves and their actions.
Anyway on another note. Loving my new Tigers. haha. and a wonder how four guys could spend an afternoon in one shop and cause a bill of..
Well. Till nxt time then. broke for the rest of the month. gonna fast.
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