I get the best feeling in the world
when you say hi or even smile at me
because I know,
even if its just for a second,
that I've crossed your mind.

Author Unknown

It starts with the exhilaration of seeing you everyday. It proceeds with talking to you everyday. Now, I just wanna be by your side everyday.

Chanced upon the route to memory lane. It was really divine and thoughts got back at me.

It's been so long since I came to this space of mine. Anyway, life has been great with the awesome meet ups. Be it the hari raya with the Denied Ones. And of course the very awaited meet up with athirah and the other RP peeps and ending of with meeting my BMT mates. Which was certainly a very warm feeling because it was like the good old days again.

It seemed just yesterday when I commented that I was going to Nee Soon as a combat medic. Turns out that with the upcoming 3G army, I have became an emergency medical technician with a level 2 paramedic training. Sounds fun and time has passed really quickly! I'm spotting my 4th week which means, I'm 1/3 through with the course, come december if I do pass, I will be a certified PARAMEDIC! Kinda glad because it will so boost my portfolio with my pharmacy diploma.

ko.

It's no more than a simple prediction, I'm posted to my new vocation, of Combat Medic. I start my 9 weeks training at Medical Training Institute at Nee Soon Camp come tuesday. Holy.

15 weeks in tekong, I wouldn't say it passed by quickly but it's really easy to look back. And come to think of it, I kinda miss the place already because I have no fucking idea what my new place would hold up.

Chillios

We were all tasked with the 200-word essay. I don't know what is the exact defining moment. Was it the hang grenade and the C4 explosion when one of the grenades didn't explode? Or the field camp where the shell scrap digging took place? Maybe it's the moment when our drill squad marched proudly into the parade squad, heads held high and eventually getting the top position?

I don't know yet, need time to come up with it
and guess what.
1 more week left .
160909 is coming

1. Call discovery magazine to get my first issue.
2. Go to CPF building to change to Sing pass
3. Get to a nice place and chillax with the 'Denied' people. ( and yes, finally we are meeting)
4. Forget that I'm in NS

5. Crap, I'm still in NS

Alright, gotta go. BYE

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hello homies.I caught two great shows this weekend. The last house on the left and the proposal. I must say it's a 5/5 for me. Shan't elaborate further because you should just fucking watch it. This weekend was blast kinda. But mum got upset that I didn't spend time at home, I guess I shall make it up the next week when I have the long weekend.
facebook is sucha slut that I'm having so much difficulties with uploading those pictures.

it's like falling in love all over again

Everything happens for a reason. From the smallest lie, to a spiteful remark. It's a full 10 weeks since I entered National Service. I must say I must seen and done things that I have never in my wildest imagination could have conquered. Probably one of the best aspects of NS is pushing one's limits to the next level. Of course, it's one thing about increasing endurance and threshold and the personal development. I feel that I'm totally isolated from the outside world except for the few I always meet up with. Or I should say, the few that makes the effort to meet up.

It's been a bad two weeks since field camp, because I booked out last week with barely 24 hours as a civilian and this week we got confined for some silly and ridiculous reasons. Alright, it's a biased view because perhaps it's was really damned of us to screw even the slightest fundamentals as a soldier. Emotions got wild and the usual tolerance threshold went way lower this week, resulting in one of the most 'forest fires' yet. And yet, as I was about to leave my army world behind, I would receive news of people carrying tales of my army life. Well, the great nature of human is to gossip. I shan't deny that I myself am a gossip monger. But at least choose someone trustworthy to carry your tales to, instead of another blabber mouth. Get a live and save your commenting to yourself. Because at the end of the day, it simply reflects on how shallow you really are.

I honestly can't give 3 fucks about what comments I'm gonna get, because the truth is, I don't give a fuck about what people think. You can say how fucked up I am, or how horribly written this entry was. That's me, I don't care. I don't fucking give a damn.

First the intense physicals, followed by the mind challenging outfield.
Drained and totally shagged that for the first time in my life, whenever I got free time, I just want to lie down and rest.
And for the first time in my NS life, the only time I really ran was towards the ferry terminal to book out.

I thought to myself over and over again.
I'm definitely not pursuing a commander position, after undergoing SOC(which was grueling and I had bruises on my arms). And definitely no OUTFIELD, because the sandfly bites and the 'no proper hygiene and sanitation' life is not a life for me.

Yes, finally I'm home , and stoning in front while I just streamed a whole load of chunk bits of NS to everyone at home. and guess what, in barely hours I have to book in again. sigh.

i glad to say that i finished the shell scrap digging although i almost gave up
but i'm proud to say i passed.

okay bye

Somehow Army adaption is well and I must say awesome experience is an understatement.
because the treatment changes all the time, but the sense of camaraderie, made all the sufferings worth while.
Because looking at the way Pes A is treated , i feel that my sufferings are mild.

and Yes, I'm home early, since yesterday because I got a 7 day Mc from the MO because of High Fever(38.4) and flu and cough. But tested negative for H1N1, it's a seasonal flu. So, I'm free in a way.


&how could i forget that caressing moment

It seemed like mere moments but a month has passed since enlistment.
it's fast and the oncoming streaming of constant activities will keep me alive through the 15 weeks
which is left with 11 weeks

160909 POP

I don't know it's just a sudden sense of excitement

A big one's coming in

i think i got a miserly amount of pay
i feel healthier
i lost 2kg in two weeks
im like an ah neh
i have no hair
i made new friends
i had a buddy whom's friends with me for 13 years
i ran the most amount of distance in the past two weeks
i think i can enjoy bmt

Probably maybe I will get some 3G to come online.


well done chan, the picture is awesome

bye well wishers, sorry if i hadn't got the chance to reply.
SEE YOU ALLLLLLLL SOOON

and kaira phoon, thanks for the 30 minutes call from Auckland. ENJOYABLE

I don't know if I will have the time to blog tomorrow. Today's the day that I actually came home early sober.
Alright, I will be back in two weeks. I know I will survive so people don't worry.
Have Fun.

Somehow I hoped you're still reading everything.