regrets
Its been some time since i last blogged. Thats because my cable internet kicked the bucket a couple of weeks back, couldn't pay the bills so got cutted off.. ahh.... so got to rely on my sis's laptop to log on to the internet wirelessly. (By being a parasite, we logged on to some neighbour's wireless network.. so its free internet for now.. :P)
At different points of life, we sometimes do things that we regret later on, but i don't think i have done something i have regreted before.. but however there were many occasions that i regret not doing something. Like on this fateful day in Sept 2004 in BMTC sch 2 pegasus company platoon 2 office. It was the final interview for all recruits to finally decide where they might be posted to after BMT. This was roughly the conversation between my pc and me at the moment.. to the best of my memory.. no flavouring of any kind.
PC: I find that your character is quite good, your peer appraisal is ok.. i'm pushing you for Sispec and even better OCS. Do you want to go?
Me: No sir, i don't want to go to both.
PC: Why?
Me: Sir, I'm very sick of the army and i hate field camp.
PC: How come? Don't you like camping?
Me: Yes Sir, but not when i have to wake up so early every morning..can't bath for days .. hug a rifle to sleep.. at least during school camp, i can do anything i want.. wake up anytime and there are girls.. :)
PC: *rolls eyeballs* Knock it down and give me 20!!
Me: *scrambles to pushup position* One Sir! .. Two Sir! .... Three Sir... !
Well.. the rest is history.
Being at Alex's commissioning parade really invokes some nostalgic memories. I saw my primary sch friends..my poly coursemates.. my BMT platoon mates.. all of them commissioned as officers. How about me? When people's expectations was that i would make it to OCS and be an officer, i chose to bug out. I had to reply No.
Sometimes, i just really look down on myself.. why did i made that decision? At most points of my life, i was either indecisive or made wrong decisions.. or i just can't remember the times i really made good decisions.
Looking at the commisioning parade... slow march into the audience at the tune of auld lang syne.. fixing on of officer's epaulettes.. tossing of peak caps.. .... the point where i really felt at a loss for words was when i was shaking my BMT platoon mates' hands.. seeing their jubilant faces.. ... when i could be one of them at that point of time if i had chosen to said yes.
To the commissioned officers of 57/04, best wishes and esprit de corps. Sirs.
From your obedient soldier.
woes, worries n options
woes, worries and options
went to bid fiona goodbye yesterday night at the airport... another friend going off to down under for a university education. Some of the guys also mentioned going there for their studies after their ord. I couldn't help wondering what would i end up doing after ord. I also couldn't help it when the thought of fiona would be back with a degree after even before i ord crossed my mind. The truth just sucks doesn't it?
This is clearly a government conspiracy to brainwash financially-strapped polytechnic guys in the army so that when they ord, they would forget whatever they learn, couldnt make it to university and then forever work as slaves for jc students. We need cheap labour don't we? thats where we come in. (Don't mind me.. i'm just creating a lighter moment out of my woes :)
hee.. long time haven't went to the airport since the last time where we sent audrey off to scotland for attachment (lucky you!!).. looking at all the cities flipping on the big black thingie (i dunno what is it called) or on the tv monitors.. i wonder when would i have a chance to take a plane overseas. (no malaysia pls) .. SAFPU... PLS GO TO TAIWAN FOR TRAINING!! AARGGHH .. let me have an all expenses paid trip to taiwan on the account that i never took a plane before? :)
Woke up rather early today at 6.30am which is pretty unusual. But went to snooze mode and woke up an hour later :( Hurriedly went down to the petrol kiosk to get a copy of today's straits times to cut out the entry form for the Mazda6 lucky draw. My mind nearly went into the frenzy trying to solve the last sentence of the riddle and in the end found the answer on the internet :) duh.. Hurriedly pieced and pasted the alphabets that i have so painstakenly collected over the last 2 weeks and hurried to the location of the Mazda6 which is east coast park!! You should have seen the sea of people there.. oh no.. more competitors :( in the end, the car was won by a lady.. *sob sob* and she already has a car!! crapz.. maybe they should make lucky draws only for poor people. *grumble* its just like people turning up in mercedes to collect free textbooks for their children. They should have a law to ban such people from this events... *evil*
Anyway.. i believe god has a plan for me and he is working out my plan for me in ways that i will never know. Amen :)
A blog
In the past, there were online dairies.. now they are more infamously known as weblogs or blogs in short. Blogs are useful ways to communicate online with others, regardless of friends or strangers, your 2 cents views on various issues disturbing our daily lives, whether it be the 'garmen' announcing some undesirable news like the recent bus fares hike or that the uncle at the kopitaim downstairs is using too little lard in his char kuay teow due to the healthy eating campaign. I still think blogs are most effective in keeping the fire alight in our friendship.
All of us are either working our butts off.. or burning the midnight oil in our hostels or just condemned to serving the country like chickens condemned in sengchoon egg farm to continuously lay eggs for the rest of their lives. By blogging, we can find out how our friends are doing in their daily lives, which friend need a shoulder to cry on, which friend need a listening ear or which friend who just deserves a pat on the back for a job well done or the occasional friend who deserves a kick in the arse.
So keep blogging will ya? :)
