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Saturday, March 31, 2007 [310307] for me? aw... you shouldnt have...
That ladies and gents, is supposedly my birthday cake baked by Gracie from down under... she happened to be baking and knowing that it's my birthday has proclaimed it to be my bday cake... erm.. thanks... i think.. haha... it's supposed to be an apple syrup muffin mix but instead it's now a huge, apple filled, deformed puffy on one side muffin-cake hyrbid... wonders if it tastes nice.. hmmm... o.O [310307] Egg crack day
It's been another year... would be 22 years old as of 1615 hrs today... 11/50th of a century year old... birthdays are always a good time to reflect and look back upon what we've done for the past year... last year this time, i was working (im still working abeit at different establishments), i was instructing (im still instructing but im instructing recruits instead of cadets), was single (im still single... hmm.. notice a pattern here?) Just goes to show that a whole year has passed without any significant breakthroughs or changes to my life... just that my Identity Card is now blue and more commonly known as a 11B or that my house has now become more of a place to rest, sleep and eat during the weekends rather than serving its actual purpose - that of a home... Gonna be working later on, yeah yeah... no life, working on one's birthday but for those who know me long enough, i dun place much significance in my birthday... havent really celebrated it since primary school... most memorable birthday celebrations were my 19th with Area2 CIs underneath a void deck and a simple celebration with her and last year's when my kids (my cadets i mean) bought a cake and celebrated during training... hmm... good things happen perhaps only on odd birthdays... maybe next year's would be interesting... oh, the pay came in... and they actually have a pay slip as well... very nicely done up... erm... i know, i sound overly excited over a pay slip but it beats TCC's or CBTL's hands down... swee lah, on a bad note, Owen's last day is on Sunday... one man down again... sianz... cause they've gone... gone... gone... gone... gone... thanks to all who remembered and for the well wishes - DUDE, CX, ES, Ekkk-Din, Sham among others... heh... but u know what i like best about my birthday? The customary mee sua in the morning by my mum and of course, the red packets.. heh... cheers... John Mayer - Waiting on the World to Change me and all my friends we're all misunderstood they say we stand for nothing and there's no way we ever could now we see everything that's going wrong with the world and those who lead it we just feel like we don't have the means to rise above and beat it so we keep waiting waiting on the world to change we keep on waiting waiting on the world to change it's hard to beat the system when we're standing at a distance so we keep waiting waiting on the world to change now if we had the power to bring our neighbors home from war they would have never missed a Christmas no more ribbons on their door and when you trust your television what you get is what you got cause when they own the information, oh they can bend it all they want that's why we're waiting waiting on the world to change we keep on waiting waiting on the world to change it's not that we don't care, we just know that the fight ain't fair so we keep on waiting waiting on the world to change and we're still waiting waiting on the world to change we keep on waiting waiting on the world to change one day our generation is gonna rule the population so we keep on waiting waiting on the world to change we keep on waiting waiting on the world to change Thursday, March 29, 2007 [290307] a boring day
yep, it's thursday and surprise surprise im home tonight... had to come back to get my work attire for tomorrow's shift after booking out... back to marche and back to work again... not that im complaining or anything, i only need to think of the additional income... speaking of income, last month's pay still hasnt been credited yet! those swines! let's hope it's coming soon... Syarif, the acting coy CSM gave each instructor from each platoon a scheduled half day off yesterday so at 1230, bathed and headed out to camp... felt real darn good to be walking out of camp at 1230, the feeling is so uplifting and cheerful... didnt want to waste my halfday off going home and slack so activated redfox to walk around town... the weather was HOT! i miss the rainy season already... couldnt stand it and took a cab down to Jurong Point... headed down to Orchard and walked around Wisma while waiting for redfox to arrive... headed over to Taka but decided that there wasnt really much to look at, so decided to head over to Lucky Plaza.. yep, Lucky Plaza... talked cock and came upon the topic of perfumes.. hmm... what the heck, went to reccee Hugo Boss Bottled at Dollars & Scent... since working now, ammo all full, it was a no brainer... swiped the card and poof! Turion came out of the shop $55 poorer... Dined at Far East before heading over to Party World... yep, we were THAT BORED... 2 guys singing KTV for 4 hours... sad, yep... i know but what to do? Pass time loh... sang, shouted and screamed our way through tons of classic chinese songs as well as the latest hits, quite fun lah but a personal note to self: try not to do that ever again. today also marks the day when the ERS trainees finally pass out as ERS Sergeants... my former platoon mates would all be recieving their SGT ranks today after undergoing the 6 month course... im kinnda envious of their position, i shld have been with them alas, my eyes failed me... though if i had gone into ERS, i wouldnt have gone for the trip to Newcastle nor would i have been working... hmmm.. pros and cons... life in camp is getting more and more unbearable... haiz... 18 more months to ORD, counting down... Sunday, March 25, 2007 [250307] Updates...
been quite some time since the last update, as usual it was mainly due to the fact that there wasnt anything of significance to blog about... R's mum passed away on wednesday, went to her mum's wake at Singapore Casket... really sombre affair, really sad.. just goes to show how life is so unpredictable... R.I.P Afterwhich, headed to HUSH, a KTV pub near Clarke Quay to drink with Blackie, Lulu, Monk, JJ and Cindy... drank some beer, talked cock before heading over to Jalan Kayu for some prata for supper... guess everybody's still the same... Lulu is still her usual crazy, gigglish and uncontrollable self who turns red after drinking wintermelon tea and giggles and laughs at the smallest thing... lol... a short gathering but enjoyable nonetheless... More and more people are leaving at Marche... feel kinnda sad... Sze Wei left last week and today is Jess's last day... Owen would be leaving by the end of the month... sighz... it's still quite fun to be working but it's beginning to be very tiring... Chris came by the outlet yesterday with a friend of his and of course, i gave him extra stuff 'on the house'... really comical the scene when he collected the food... haha.. So friends, if ya planning to visit marche, do drop me a message ya? haha... See, that's all i have to update about.. now you guys know why i didnt update for so long... geez... til the next post... damian out.. Wednesday, March 07, 2007 [070307] Jet lagged
It's 0052 right now, i have had less than 6 hours of sleep since 2 days before and I cant seem to fall asleep... just kept tossing and turning around in bed and it didnt help that various thoughts kept popping into my head... hope it doesnt last for long... would really hate to report to camp in a jet lagged condition... The trip to newcastle was a real pleasing journey... a nice break from the mundane life of SCDF camp life and working on the weekends... surprisingly, ESPN bought business class tickets for the flights so flew over in true comfort and style... really enjoyed the business lounges in between transits in Bangkok and London.. just walk in, show your boarding passes and voila! You get to enjoy the comfy sofas, cosy atmosphere and help yourself to all you can food and drinks... Being inside St James Park, the feelings i felt was hard to describe, a mixture of awe, joy and relief... getting to meet the players was a real piece of good fortune on our side, getting to meet the players whom i've only seen thru the telly was a larger than life experience... hearing, seeing and soaking in the atmosphere of matchday gave me a greater joy than anything else i've experienced in my 21 years of life... though the match was a bore and we got outsung by the travelling boro support, it didnt take away one bit the overall experience... best of all, i've done me self quite a bit of shopping... and to top it all off, i've managed to keep within my budget and not overspend.. now, how's that for ya? Not bad eh? ah... as in life, all good things must come to an end... (cliche... i know i know)... the fulfillment of a lifelong dream, ah.. the bitter sweet after taste... John Mayer - Dreaming with a Broken Heart When you're dreaming with a broken heart The waking up is the hardest part You roll out of bed and down on your knees and for a moment you can hardly breathe Wondering was she really here Is she standing in my room? No, she's not cause she's gone, gone, gone, gone, gone. When you're dreaming with a broken heart The giving up is the hardest part She takes you in with her crying eyes then all at once you have to say goodbye wondering could you stay my love will you wake up by my side? No, she can't cause she's gone, gone, gone, gone, gone. Do I have to fall asleep with roses in my hand? Do I have to fall asleep with roses in my hand? Do I have to fall asleep with roses in my hand? Do I have to fall asleep with roses in my, roses in my hands? Would you get them if I did? No, you won't Cause you're gone, gone, gone, gone, gone. When you're dreaming with a broken heart the waking up is the hardest part. |