From Me to You. With Love.

What was I thinking? I nearly let the love of my life slip away. How foolish I was! Luckily it is all cleared up.

Oh ya, I forgot to mention something grand. For the first time in my life, I'm no longer walking alone. There is now another pair of footprints beside me(smaller in size definitely), and another shadow next to mine. =)

And now that I have resumed this new identity, I will do my best to fulfil it.

With Love. From me to you. =)

Sorry if I did bore you with the numerous army stuff I have written. As much as it turns me off, I have to write it down. Cos blog is all about writing about your life accounts and whatever right? Oh yea, army is the one that occupies my life right now. But not for long.

Right now I'm under the phase of outfield chiong-ing. Expect lots of blockbuster action. Those that you see on the movies are exaggerated. My personal experience is REAL. Oh yeah, damn real. Though my mind tends to preoccupy with wild and redundant thoughts, I still need to go through all the tedious trainings, which make me even more mentally exhausted. Ahhhh, there will be so many exercises to come about. Those 4 days 3 nights, 5 days 4 nights... They really sound creepy to me!!! Arrggh, I totally hate the feeling of waking up early in the morning outfield with a wet uniform, stinky, cold and just so unbearable. But I'm a soldier. No choice. So all the exercises boil down to our India Live Firing which will be held somewhere in October. Prata, I can smell you from here!!!

Hoho. The Devil Cooks Prata while wearing Prada. Ok whatever.

P stands for Paranoia which MUST fall.

You know how it feels to be trapped in your own world of paranoia? That as if things are crumbling down on you? Imaginary things. Things that might just not happen. But you are afraid of the uncertainty. Then you shake in fear. You wake up in perspiration. Your view of this world is tainted.

Welcome to the world of paranoia, where the residents include anxiety, worry and depression. Anxiety is a friend of paranoia. It intrudes without much warning.

Worry is a hateful yet inevitable foe. It reccurs every now and then. It sets up traps here and there. And when you step into its trap, you need to find a way out. Fast. If not you will be stuck in the trap. And then you feel like crying till help arrives. But most of the time, you can't cry. Your mouth is shut. You don't say much. Cos you feel it.

Depression is actually an evolved version of worry. Hence it has higher powers. Powers to make you feel sad, disconcerted, dejected. It leaves you hanging for sometime and it usually sets in when you get stressed up.

Up in the world of paranoia, the residents rebel every once and then. They protest, they demonstrate. They create chaos. And the world of paranoia MUST be conquered.

Let the battle begin.

Army life is "wonderful"

Oh my! It's been such a long time since I last updated my blog! Yea man, many things happened. Here and there. Have been wanting to blog so much, but due to my nonchalance or my boh-chapness, I haven't been updating. But just when I wanted to update and pound a few paragraphs, I realised I have problems using blogger. Couldn't post a thing! So that's sad yeah. But I'm glad it's finally working and here I am typing this entry. So read it while it's hot! Lol.

Anyway, been really busy with army. Yeah, the slack period is over. The times where I could just wake up for breakfast and go to sleep again after breakfast, wake up for lunch and go to sleep after lunch, wake up for dinner and sleep after that too... all these luxurious moments are over!!! It's back to the "chiong sua" period again, where I'll practically perspire each day and soil and toil are just part of the "fun" ya?

My weekends appear to be so much more precious now. But it's always after I booked out that I find myself lost, don't know how to make full use of my weekends, except desperately trying to hook up my friends to join me for some meal or movie. It's "no life" in a way, but I can hardly find other ways to brighten this sad NS life of mine. I'm already figuring ways to enrich myself during NS and not just lay back and wait for ORD and regret afterwards not doing anything fulfilling. You know, like try teaching some tuition(and probably scream at my tutees), or you know take up some Japanese course(and sleep through the lessons)... Yeah, the plans are on the way. Let's see if I can really carve something out of it.

Ha, and they were saying, "oh, 2nd year in NS will be more relaxed" and what not. That's utter bullscrap. As far as I know, my 2nd year in NS up to this point is packed, packed packed!!! We are going through some standby period soon which we will be activated anytime, even during the weekends. We will be having some outfield proficiency test soon in which we have to chiong chiong and chiong. And we have some SAF parade to attend, including the numerous rehearsals. And we're going India for live firing in October(and probably taste the roti prata there). And not to mention the upcoming IPPT and SOC tests.. and our combat shoot.

How pathetic can army life be?

9 more months to ORD. And counting...