Lesson learnt.
This has been a rather long break for me since I took 2 days of leave since thursday. But still, Sunday arrives inevitably. It's a fact that I have to embrace. If there's no Sunday, how could a brand new week begin? But still, I dread the pre book-in feeling, even after like 1 years 6 months or so of the routine. Some feelings just don't fade.
This little break was a rather rocky one for me. Thursday actually started out pretty good. With the awe-ful(good) singing session with peng. But things went for a little awful(bad) turn on Friday. A friend of mine asked if I wanted to go to some ktv pubs to sing, drink and chill out. Since ktv-pub-hunting has been one of peng's agendas recently, I decided to ask him along. So we went to Clarke Quay where we went to Safra Town Club. There's a ktv pub on the 6th level. Peng and me reached there first so we were just looking around. When we were just there. The waitresses already approached us. Obviously they were China-Chinese and Chinese-Vietnamese waitresses. Just not a single local accent. Except for the waitresses who weren't that appealing, I thought the sound system and ambience of the pub was not bad. But my view would change later.
My friend came to meet us in a while and he offered to bring us to another pub just next door. This time round, the second pub was a fresh environment in that the ladies there were definitely more hotter and less bugging sort. They were just out to make business. But my friend claimed to know all of them and he was like openly flirting with them. I tried to keep my composure since I already had expectations of such places. But this second pub was considered rather decent. I think my friend was the only indecent one going around trying to talk to everyone. Sad to say. I mean, I understand what's going on. And that he was out to have fun and all that. But he just went a bit too far. So there were customers complaining that he was disrupting their moments. In the end, my friend almost got into a fight with the manager of the pub. My friend's reason was "he was talking to his friends". But then, this pretty waitress whom we got to know told us that he actually didn't know those people. I didn't really give it much thought cos I really couldn't bother much. I just thought of chilling out with a couple of drinks and sing. The situation took a nasty turn when my friend was literally chased out of the pub by one of the managers. And that manager was telling him that it was not the first time he was creating a din. My friend just appeared hostile and challenged the manager to a fight. All along, I was just standing by the side of the pavement with peng. I kept my cool, trying to understand the whole situation. And I realised my friend was at fault actually. But I didn't want to bring him down. I just urged him just to leave. And then we went back to the first pub.
A mistake.
When we went back, we were immediately approached by this woman in her 30s who reeked of alcohol and stale breath. And the worse thing was that she was trying to cling on to us, trying to be a little more than friendly. We ordered two "Shirley Temple". And just wanted to proceed on with the singing. But that woman was irritating!!! She saw the "minnie mouse" pendant I was wearing. And she kept pestering me that I should give it to her. I tried to ignore her but she came back another time. I was at a loss but I just thought that maybe giving it to her would shut her up and get rid of her. And besides, I already drank 2 bottles of hoegarrden earlier. I was a bit confused. I could have resisted by pushing her away. But the innate soft-natured character of mine gave in. After that, true enough, she just bugged off. And the furious thing was, she wore that pendant straightaway. I was flabberghasted.
I felt a deep sense of compunction. First of all, I should have listened to dearie not to visit such places. Not to hang out with bad company. I told her about what happened and she got very agitated. When I told my sisters as well, they all gave me a good lecture. I guess it was a lesson learnt alright.
Well, at least it was an eye-opening experience. Sometimes, when you stepped out of your good old comfort zone, you began to realise that things out there ain't as beautiful as they seemed. Glamorous places are sometimes ironically unglamorous.
But then, I believe that as long as you know who you are, stick to your morals, you can still stand your ground, be it in any environment.
There are really things to learn. Even outside the classroom. You just need to be your own teacher.
Sunday, October 21, 2007
Friday, October 19, 2007
Written while she sleeps
A figure curled up,
Seeking out warmth.
Cold air blowing,
Her long hair flowing.
A sweet face peeking,
From under the covers.
Heart-shaped lips,
Pursed as she quietly sleeps.
She stirs,
My heart skips.
I look at her,
Longing to kiss her lips.
Lush vocals of Emi Fujita,
Lullaby of piano and guitar.
May my beloved dearie,
Be dreaming of me.
A figure curled up,
Seeking out warmth.
Cold air blowing,
Her long hair flowing.
A sweet face peeking,
From under the covers.
Heart-shaped lips,
Pursed as she quietly sleeps.
She stirs,
My heart skips.
I look at her,
Longing to kiss her lips.
Lush vocals of Emi Fujita,
Lullaby of piano and guitar.
May my beloved dearie,
Be dreaming of me.
May my beloved dearie,
Be dreaming free...
Written on 19-10-07 14:28
Shh, dearie's sleeping. :)
Written on 19-10-07 14:28
Shh, dearie's sleeping. :)
Urgent Agendas
Guess what? I took 2 days leave just to get out of the boring mundane life in camp. It's a temporary relief alright, but I figured I just can't drain away my precious time eating and sleeping, eating and sleeping away in camp. No way. I wanted to find out more about what I wanted to study next year. So I'm on the look out.
Anyway, peng also took leave today. We were supposed to spend a fun-filled day. So we went to K Lunch at Cineleisure as they were having this $5++ promotion. I would say we had quite a rolling good time. And the lunch wasn't that bad, except that it was probably too little to fill my otherwise voracious appetite. Haha. But yeah, the singing was good. We took some pics, as usual. Would post them up once I got them from peng.
Anyway, I find myself on the crossroads again. This time I'm seriously thinking about my future. As in life right after ORD. Should I further my studies? Or should I just dive straight into the workforce? Seriously it's like I'm few months away from ORD and I'm still feeling confused. I mean I feel that I have the drive to find out about what I wanted to do. It's just that I really have a broad spectrum of interests. For instance, I wanted to do Communications. But then, Psychology, Philosophy, Sociology, and so on sounds appealing. Not like I'm able to handle all but I realise that human behaviour is something of interest. I guess the fact that I studied Literature in college made me even more intrigued since I have opened up more doors of perspectives. But then again, I also like drama stuff. Like acting, scriptwriting, directing maybe? So I want to give Lasalle a try to. But I know I have to have like some portfolio prepared or something. And it's definitely not a mainstream degree to take up. So I'm really weighing the pros and cons. So for the forthcoming weeks I shall be hunting schools and gathering as much information as I can.
Hopefully, this time round, I can really abide to the saying "action speaks louder than words".
As for now, laziness, you are COMMANDED to go away!!!
Haha. Haha. Haha.
Ok.
Guess what? I took 2 days leave just to get out of the boring mundane life in camp. It's a temporary relief alright, but I figured I just can't drain away my precious time eating and sleeping, eating and sleeping away in camp. No way. I wanted to find out more about what I wanted to study next year. So I'm on the look out.
Anyway, peng also took leave today. We were supposed to spend a fun-filled day. So we went to K Lunch at Cineleisure as they were having this $5++ promotion. I would say we had quite a rolling good time. And the lunch wasn't that bad, except that it was probably too little to fill my otherwise voracious appetite. Haha. But yeah, the singing was good. We took some pics, as usual. Would post them up once I got them from peng.
Anyway, I find myself on the crossroads again. This time I'm seriously thinking about my future. As in life right after ORD. Should I further my studies? Or should I just dive straight into the workforce? Seriously it's like I'm few months away from ORD and I'm still feeling confused. I mean I feel that I have the drive to find out about what I wanted to do. It's just that I really have a broad spectrum of interests. For instance, I wanted to do Communications. But then, Psychology, Philosophy, Sociology, and so on sounds appealing. Not like I'm able to handle all but I realise that human behaviour is something of interest. I guess the fact that I studied Literature in college made me even more intrigued since I have opened up more doors of perspectives. But then again, I also like drama stuff. Like acting, scriptwriting, directing maybe? So I want to give Lasalle a try to. But I know I have to have like some portfolio prepared or something. And it's definitely not a mainstream degree to take up. So I'm really weighing the pros and cons. So for the forthcoming weeks I shall be hunting schools and gathering as much information as I can.
Hopefully, this time round, I can really abide to the saying "action speaks louder than words".
As for now, laziness, you are COMMANDED to go away!!!
Haha. Haha. Haha.
Ok.
Monday, October 15, 2007
Take flight. With pride.. Once a gunner, always a gunner.
It's late at night. A Sunday. Or rather, it's early in the morning. A Monday. Time check. 1.40a.m. Usually, at this time, I should be in camp, away in slumber land. But thanks to the public holiday off-in-liew, I'm now in the comfort of my home typing this blog entry under the comforting white desk light and the lush vocals of Diana Krall's playing in my outdated model AIWA mini composer.
And I'm feeling a sense of melancholy.
In a few hours time, my bunk mates are going to be at the airport checking in their luggages and preparing for their flight for India for their live firing exercise. Amazing how time flies. This is gonna be the major episode of this 1 year plus of tedious trainings. And this trip will gonna end all the soil and toil they have been through. Only like half of the Battery gets to go to India, while I belong to the other half, not because I'm not chosen to go but I have a personal condition that prohibits me to undergo harsh trainings at this point of time.
Yes. There's a deep sense of compunction and disappointment. All along I have been striving dutifully as a gunner, doing my part as a soldier. Whether was it the feel of the soil on your faces, the bleak burning sunny training days outfield, the rainy days spent outfield where we got all drenched and ended up shivering in our tonners, the nights spent staring on the star-lit skies above the dense foliage, or be it perspiring in vain just to make sure we could deploy our guns on time, I miss those days. Tough but memorable.
They will be away for around 12 days. Hopefully they can do a good job out there and do our Battery proud. I have faith in you guys.
I may not be there to be a part of this major event, but at least, I know that deep down, I'll always be the No. 5 man of Alpha Battery Detachment 2.
I know you guys can do it.
With that, I pray that you guys can take care. All the best.
Diana Krall's crooning away Fly Me to the Moon. I wonder if I can sleep well tonight, thinking that my dear mates will have reached India by noon.
It's late at night. A Sunday. Or rather, it's early in the morning. A Monday. Time check. 1.40a.m. Usually, at this time, I should be in camp, away in slumber land. But thanks to the public holiday off-in-liew, I'm now in the comfort of my home typing this blog entry under the comforting white desk light and the lush vocals of Diana Krall's playing in my outdated model AIWA mini composer.
And I'm feeling a sense of melancholy.
In a few hours time, my bunk mates are going to be at the airport checking in their luggages and preparing for their flight for India for their live firing exercise. Amazing how time flies. This is gonna be the major episode of this 1 year plus of tedious trainings. And this trip will gonna end all the soil and toil they have been through. Only like half of the Battery gets to go to India, while I belong to the other half, not because I'm not chosen to go but I have a personal condition that prohibits me to undergo harsh trainings at this point of time.
Yes. There's a deep sense of compunction and disappointment. All along I have been striving dutifully as a gunner, doing my part as a soldier. Whether was it the feel of the soil on your faces, the bleak burning sunny training days outfield, the rainy days spent outfield where we got all drenched and ended up shivering in our tonners, the nights spent staring on the star-lit skies above the dense foliage, or be it perspiring in vain just to make sure we could deploy our guns on time, I miss those days. Tough but memorable.
They will be away for around 12 days. Hopefully they can do a good job out there and do our Battery proud. I have faith in you guys.
I may not be there to be a part of this major event, but at least, I know that deep down, I'll always be the No. 5 man of Alpha Battery Detachment 2.
I know you guys can do it.
With that, I pray that you guys can take care. All the best.
Diana Krall's crooning away Fly Me to the Moon. I wonder if I can sleep well tonight, thinking that my dear mates will have reached India by noon.
Sunday, October 14, 2007
Trauma Drama vs Movers Lovers
Ladies and gentlemen, let me share a little true life account, or rather, a little adventure I had today, or yesterday, doesn't matter.
Dearie and I met to go town in the late afternoon. So she initiated to drive out today. She picked me up from my house and we were off. She had wanted to pump up the tires of her car since her brother said that one of the tires had flattened. So we dropped by Caltex. And I learnt a little easy lesson of pumping up the air in the car. After we pumped up all 4 tires, including the flattened one, we left for town.
We were along the expressway near Toh Guan rd when I noticed that the car was vibrating abnormally. And I thought something was amiss. So I told dearie about it and she concurred that something was wrong with the car. So we decided to stop by the road shoulder to have a look. When I alighted from the car, what I saw shocked me. The thought-to-be flattened tyre had burst and was in a pathetic condition. It was like heavily worn off, leaving with a last coat of rubber surrounding the metal wheel plate. I tried to stay calm though we were both a bit panicky. I tried calling my sis' bf to ask him if he could help out with changing the tyre since there's a spare tyre at the car's boot. I mean, I have changed artillery guns' tires before but certainly not a real vehicle like that. But I thought it might be a rather hassle free task, except that I could not find a jack to lift the car. Meanwhile, dearie called her dad and he warned us to stay in the car due to the heavy traffic. He wanted to come down to check things out. Minutes later, a private tow car arrived, together with 2 uncles who offered to help. So they towed us to the nearest vehicle repair centre at Bukit Batok while we sat in the car in an opposite manner, us being towed. Lol. All in all, we paid 30 bucks for the towing and 30 bucks for the change of the tyre. And we were on the road again. Headed to town and we had a quick meal at Wheelock's place's Fish & Co. before watching a movie at Lido.
Here's what I took away from what had happened. I was glad that at the event the incident took place, I was with her. And she was with me. And we crossed over this little hurdle by ourselves. Honestly this was the first ever time I encountered something like this. It was an ordeal alright. But when two are there for each other, no matter what happens, an ordeal could actually be evolved into an ideal. Isn't it?
A relationship can be compared to driving a car. If you are the driver, you can control your vehicle. If you start out as a newbie, things may occasionally go wrong since you are inexperienced. So you might encounter "scratches" along the way. However, that should never stop you from moving ahead. Always look out for direction signboards, and warning signs. And never speed. Never rush into things. You may lose your way sometimes, but there are always direction boards to guide you along. So never fret. If things go wrong, there's always a U-turn. Isn't it? There may be obstacles along the way to hinder your path, so you need to stay alert and be flexible enough. Be sensitive, in other words. The one key word is to LEARN. And most importantly, have FAITH.
I may be driving for a year plus, but I have to admit there are still things I need to learn. So likewise, in a relationship, as long as there's road ahead, keep on driving. There are still many roads I have yet to explore. So one may see it as an adventure. But it is a long journey ahead. If your car's run out of petrol, you just need to pump in more to keep it going. And so, for a relationship, "pump" in some confidence and trust. Ultimately, love is the power to run the engine, to keep it going. So keep the passion burning.
On a cheeky note, always put on your "safety" belts. Haha.
By the way, I checked out a figurine shop today selling lots of toy models of cars. And I'm so intrigued by the Aston Martin V8 Vantage. My favourite. It's awesome.
Next time you decide to go for some movie drive-in, don't forget your popcorn. And of course, do check your tyres. And if everything's functioning alright, sit back, relax, and enjoy the show. Don't watch Fast and Furious though.
Now I'm seeing more roads ahead. And I'm inspired and intrigued. Vroom vroom...
Ladies and gentlemen, let me share a little true life account, or rather, a little adventure I had today, or yesterday, doesn't matter.
Dearie and I met to go town in the late afternoon. So she initiated to drive out today. She picked me up from my house and we were off. She had wanted to pump up the tires of her car since her brother said that one of the tires had flattened. So we dropped by Caltex. And I learnt a little easy lesson of pumping up the air in the car. After we pumped up all 4 tires, including the flattened one, we left for town.
We were along the expressway near Toh Guan rd when I noticed that the car was vibrating abnormally. And I thought something was amiss. So I told dearie about it and she concurred that something was wrong with the car. So we decided to stop by the road shoulder to have a look. When I alighted from the car, what I saw shocked me. The thought-to-be flattened tyre had burst and was in a pathetic condition. It was like heavily worn off, leaving with a last coat of rubber surrounding the metal wheel plate. I tried to stay calm though we were both a bit panicky. I tried calling my sis' bf to ask him if he could help out with changing the tyre since there's a spare tyre at the car's boot. I mean, I have changed artillery guns' tires before but certainly not a real vehicle like that. But I thought it might be a rather hassle free task, except that I could not find a jack to lift the car. Meanwhile, dearie called her dad and he warned us to stay in the car due to the heavy traffic. He wanted to come down to check things out. Minutes later, a private tow car arrived, together with 2 uncles who offered to help. So they towed us to the nearest vehicle repair centre at Bukit Batok while we sat in the car in an opposite manner, us being towed. Lol. All in all, we paid 30 bucks for the towing and 30 bucks for the change of the tyre. And we were on the road again. Headed to town and we had a quick meal at Wheelock's place's Fish & Co. before watching a movie at Lido.
Here's what I took away from what had happened. I was glad that at the event the incident took place, I was with her. And she was with me. And we crossed over this little hurdle by ourselves. Honestly this was the first ever time I encountered something like this. It was an ordeal alright. But when two are there for each other, no matter what happens, an ordeal could actually be evolved into an ideal. Isn't it?
A relationship can be compared to driving a car. If you are the driver, you can control your vehicle. If you start out as a newbie, things may occasionally go wrong since you are inexperienced. So you might encounter "scratches" along the way. However, that should never stop you from moving ahead. Always look out for direction signboards, and warning signs. And never speed. Never rush into things. You may lose your way sometimes, but there are always direction boards to guide you along. So never fret. If things go wrong, there's always a U-turn. Isn't it? There may be obstacles along the way to hinder your path, so you need to stay alert and be flexible enough. Be sensitive, in other words. The one key word is to LEARN. And most importantly, have FAITH.
I may be driving for a year plus, but I have to admit there are still things I need to learn. So likewise, in a relationship, as long as there's road ahead, keep on driving. There are still many roads I have yet to explore. So one may see it as an adventure. But it is a long journey ahead. If your car's run out of petrol, you just need to pump in more to keep it going. And so, for a relationship, "pump" in some confidence and trust. Ultimately, love is the power to run the engine, to keep it going. So keep the passion burning.
On a cheeky note, always put on your "safety" belts. Haha.
By the way, I checked out a figurine shop today selling lots of toy models of cars. And I'm so intrigued by the Aston Martin V8 Vantage. My favourite. It's awesome.
Next time you decide to go for some movie drive-in, don't forget your popcorn. And of course, do check your tyres. And if everything's functioning alright, sit back, relax, and enjoy the show. Don't watch Fast and Furious though.
Now I'm seeing more roads ahead. And I'm inspired and intrigued. Vroom vroom...
Sunday, October 07, 2007
LArky Day!
Hey hey, I'm back to blog about my weekend happenings! And this weekend was indeed rather happening. Went to this community club youth event organised by peng's sis at Ark Cafe on Saturday. I've heard of Ark Cafe as some sort cafe with a stage for live singing but haven't been there before. So I decided to go. And I was so glad I did. Haha. Went there with my dearie.
When we were at the door entrance, we paid $5 for a ticket that includes free flow of drinks, which was quite a deal. And each ticket was eligible for their lucky draw. My ticket was 087 while dearie's was 088. Initially I didn't think much about it. Then I heard peng saying the first prize is a PSP. Haha. Ok, I mean I know the trend of the PSP craze nowadays but didn't really bother to follow it cos I'm not a game addict anyway. I mean now. But I was joking with dearie that the prize belonged to me and stuff like that. They have the lucky draw for 20 prizes. And the 11th to 20th prizes were all 10 bucks Popular vouchers I think. I further on joked that they were leaving the last grand prize for me. When it got to the first 3 prizes, a lot of the 80 series numbers were already picked for those other scrimpy prizes. So it was probably left only dearie and me and maybe some other chap out there. But the thing was, I was very excited when I heard the emcee saying whose ticket starts with an 8. And that was for the grand prize. I shyly or humbly raised up my hand a little. And he asked us to shout out our numbers. Dearie did the job for me by shouting my number. So here's the result.
Alright, guess it was quite a blast. Gonna book in soon. The same old blues that you just had to go through each Sunday evening.. So army life for me now is more like eating, sleeping, reading, watching tv, eating sleeping, reading, watching tv, eating sleeping, reading, watching tv, and a bit of sketching, and thinking, and a lot of missing somebody.
For that, I will hang on. =)
Hey hey, I'm back to blog about my weekend happenings! And this weekend was indeed rather happening. Went to this community club youth event organised by peng's sis at Ark Cafe on Saturday. I've heard of Ark Cafe as some sort cafe with a stage for live singing but haven't been there before. So I decided to go. And I was so glad I did. Haha. Went there with my dearie.
When we were at the door entrance, we paid $5 for a ticket that includes free flow of drinks, which was quite a deal. And each ticket was eligible for their lucky draw. My ticket was 087 while dearie's was 088. Initially I didn't think much about it. Then I heard peng saying the first prize is a PSP. Haha. Ok, I mean I know the trend of the PSP craze nowadays but didn't really bother to follow it cos I'm not a game addict anyway. I mean now. But I was joking with dearie that the prize belonged to me and stuff like that. They have the lucky draw for 20 prizes. And the 11th to 20th prizes were all 10 bucks Popular vouchers I think. I further on joked that they were leaving the last grand prize for me. When it got to the first 3 prizes, a lot of the 80 series numbers were already picked for those other scrimpy prizes. So it was probably left only dearie and me and maybe some other chap out there. But the thing was, I was very excited when I heard the emcee saying whose ticket starts with an 8. And that was for the grand prize. I shyly or humbly raised up my hand a little. And he asked us to shout out our numbers. Dearie did the job for me by shouting my number. So here's the result.
I got it! =D Honestly I wasn't like on cloud nine or what. Just pleasantly surprised that's all. It was quite a catch though.
After that we went on singing ktv. The sound system was rather flawed that day so I was rather disappointed. So we carried on our own activity. And guess what was it?
Phototaking!!! =P Along with dearie, peng, his brother and deniece. It was just snaps and snaps of crazy phototaking. And it was cool!
Alright, guess it was quite a blast. Gonna book in soon. The same old blues that you just had to go through each Sunday evening.. So army life for me now is more like eating, sleeping, reading, watching tv, eating sleeping, reading, watching tv, eating sleeping, reading, watching tv, and a bit of sketching, and thinking, and a lot of missing somebody.
For that, I will hang on. =)
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