Get this from Marvin's Blog.. Actually this is my favourite song from his new album. The mv is awesome! Hebe is so cute but Jay looks kinda of weird as a typical taiwan ah beng.
Like the last phrase he said before the mv end.. "I've changed, but it's too late".. haiz.. It is so true.. so do the best that you can in your life, before you really regret on it... From now on, I will do the best as I can. I'm not going to regret again! Not Again!
Friday, October 20, 2006
Wednesday, October 18, 2006
Exhausted
Perhaps that the word to describe me now.. been sleeping around 5-6 hours for everyday since last week. Really going to be totally drained. although I still be able to do physical stuffs, but now my brain really works more slowly le.. maybe I need some more rest bah...
Look at the mirror, i was shocked.. how come I become so fair now.. Been quite long since I went to swim and suntan.. Think gonna go for a tanned this weekend, if not, soon will be looking like a agua..
Look at the mirror, i was shocked.. how come I become so fair now.. Been quite long since I went to swim and suntan.. Think gonna go for a tanned this weekend, if not, soon will be looking like a agua..
Saturday, October 14, 2006
Our very 1st Netball Outing
A long long meeting, torturing my little sick stomach. Lucky we had our filling meal at fish and co glass house with seafood platter. Delicious. A little game after that which I didnt touch for years - pool. Not that bad, still managed to poke in some balls. Personally, I feel the outing is kinda of short, can't really bond the committee together yet, and it not totally bonded yet. Perhaps we need some more interactive activities....
My Little Journey of Transforming from NSF to Undergraduate
Perhaps the most sultable words to describe my 22 years of my life is from caterpillar to butterfly, from ugly duckling to swan, from bud to blossom. and most importantly, from boy to man.
There are many different views from people of how National Service changes the life of a Singaporean male. Two years of running around in with the most durable set of clothing any of us will ever wear, and under the effects of the 'Z-monster Disease' (the urge to fall asleep instantly when you put on your no.4), not forgeting the 'bang bang!' and 'you die you die!' while running around with Singapore-made plastic guns like little children and not feeling ridiculous.
Me? I like to think that no matter the consequence, at least I can look back at my time in the army and smile at the times I've had lived in a little compound just on the side of Changi. Look back and remember the times when we were recruits, crawling around in urine soaked mud or having everything in our cupboards emptied out into a bag and high kneeling with that bag over our heads. An instant from the cold, wet and miserable times in Brunei. The never-ending feeling of 72 km route march. The pure torture of 5 km SOC. And, the 2IC who always like to torture us with power run and 3km run training.
But it is all worth it when I was standing proud in front of my parents, grandparents and other audiences, receiving my Red Beret and Stiletto knife.
Time flies. It crawls by like a snail when you're NSF, but when you look back it seems like it was just yesterday. The receiving of my pink IC marks another new dimension of my life. School, the one thing that has been a constant in my life for the past 22 years suddenly seems like a completely "stranger" to me. Don't get me wrong, I'm not saying the Army is starting to look better and better after all those tough training. What I am saying is that it's going to take a while for a fresh undergraduate like me to get completely used to the idea that every situation I encounters, every action I takes to overcome that situation, is a direct consequence of my very own decisions. No more just blindly following orders. No more 'aiya, OC/CSM say what, we just do what. mai kao bei kao bu'. No more simply ending up in the guard room on a Saturday night just because I screwed up by kena extra.
I suppose another thing that's constantly on my mind is how the hell I'm going to survive after no more receiving of my monthly pay. Sure, the army pay isn't exactly that great. At my pay of $720 per month, that works out to $24 a day, $1 per hour. But, that's not peanuts. It's $1 an hour to spend most of my time sleeping, swimming, sun-tanning, running, watching TV and eating those free meals from SFI. Most importantly, you don't even need to care about fashion sense, when you're wearing your no.4 or the admin brown tee everyday. My mum and dad have promised me of $200 bucks per month, with meals and transport included. Well, I suppose I could prefer to always carry my mess tin and a couple of packets of instant noodles around in my bag like what I did in Army. After all I have become somewhat dependent with instant noodles when I was hungry. Or even the bak chor mee, nasi lemak and dessert from the Changi Village auntie, and the MacDonald which deliver to the doorstep of my hendon guard room.
'Get a job la!' That's what my friends always said to me. If it were that easy, I would stop hearing about the financial problem from every university student I meet.
These days, more and more people are taking up all sorts of exercise programs and getting more health conscious because of one simple reason. In the real world (meaning outside of the army), you get fat and weak. The state of having far too much time on your hands, and way too many makan session of unhealthy foods.
So here I am at the crossroad of transforming from a NSF to undergraduate, it's not that easy as I thought, but it is who that I am going to be for the rest of my life. Therefore, I believe it is really time for me to change my attitude and of course, get back my fashion sense.
There are many different views from people of how National Service changes the life of a Singaporean male. Two years of running around in with the most durable set of clothing any of us will ever wear, and under the effects of the 'Z-monster Disease' (the urge to fall asleep instantly when you put on your no.4), not forgeting the 'bang bang!' and 'you die you die!' while running around with Singapore-made plastic guns like little children and not feeling ridiculous.
Me? I like to think that no matter the consequence, at least I can look back at my time in the army and smile at the times I've had lived in a little compound just on the side of Changi. Look back and remember the times when we were recruits, crawling around in urine soaked mud or having everything in our cupboards emptied out into a bag and high kneeling with that bag over our heads. An instant from the cold, wet and miserable times in Brunei. The never-ending feeling of 72 km route march. The pure torture of 5 km SOC. And, the 2IC who always like to torture us with power run and 3km run training.
But it is all worth it when I was standing proud in front of my parents, grandparents and other audiences, receiving my Red Beret and Stiletto knife.
Time flies. It crawls by like a snail when you're NSF, but when you look back it seems like it was just yesterday. The receiving of my pink IC marks another new dimension of my life. School, the one thing that has been a constant in my life for the past 22 years suddenly seems like a completely "stranger" to me. Don't get me wrong, I'm not saying the Army is starting to look better and better after all those tough training. What I am saying is that it's going to take a while for a fresh undergraduate like me to get completely used to the idea that every situation I encounters, every action I takes to overcome that situation, is a direct consequence of my very own decisions. No more just blindly following orders. No more 'aiya, OC/CSM say what, we just do what. mai kao bei kao bu'. No more simply ending up in the guard room on a Saturday night just because I screwed up by kena extra.
I suppose another thing that's constantly on my mind is how the hell I'm going to survive after no more receiving of my monthly pay. Sure, the army pay isn't exactly that great. At my pay of $720 per month, that works out to $24 a day, $1 per hour. But, that's not peanuts. It's $1 an hour to spend most of my time sleeping, swimming, sun-tanning, running, watching TV and eating those free meals from SFI. Most importantly, you don't even need to care about fashion sense, when you're wearing your no.4 or the admin brown tee everyday. My mum and dad have promised me of $200 bucks per month, with meals and transport included. Well, I suppose I could prefer to always carry my mess tin and a couple of packets of instant noodles around in my bag like what I did in Army. After all I have become somewhat dependent with instant noodles when I was hungry. Or even the bak chor mee, nasi lemak and dessert from the Changi Village auntie, and the MacDonald which deliver to the doorstep of my hendon guard room.
'Get a job la!' That's what my friends always said to me. If it were that easy, I would stop hearing about the financial problem from every university student I meet.
These days, more and more people are taking up all sorts of exercise programs and getting more health conscious because of one simple reason. In the real world (meaning outside of the army), you get fat and weak. The state of having far too much time on your hands, and way too many makan session of unhealthy foods.
So here I am at the crossroad of transforming from a NSF to undergraduate, it's not that easy as I thought, but it is who that I am going to be for the rest of my life. Therefore, I believe it is really time for me to change my attitude and of course, get back my fashion sense.
Friday, October 13, 2006
Botak Jones
Singing session at KTV with weishen and marvin.. so surprise that weishen asked us to go singing, he changed. haha..
Went to Ang Mo Kio Ave 5 there to have a dinner at Botak Jones after hearing a lot of recommendation of it. Guess what!? The queue is endless and we had to WAIT 1 hour for the food! The food is alrite la.. but very filling... eat till i cannot finish everything..
Went to Ang Mo Kio Ave 5 there to have a dinner at Botak Jones after hearing a lot of recommendation of it. Guess what!? The queue is endless and we had to WAIT 1 hour for the food! The food is alrite la.. but very filling... eat till i cannot finish everything..
Sunday, October 08, 2006
Is me myself?
can't believe I been so hardworking recently. didnt go out this weekend because of study. haha.. but come to think of it, it is only a test?! 20% only lei... impossible manz. this is not me! Where is the me that still go out even thou there is a test. Nowaday didnt really follow my famous motto.. "play hard! study smart!".. or maybe is that varsity workload is too much to handle?
Thursday, October 05, 2006
Mid Autumn Celebrate with NUS Netball Recre
This is the first activity which the committee planned. Not too bad la.. got lantern, got drink, got mooncake. Still ok for such a short notice planning. But of course, there is still room to improve. Took a really nice group photo for the NUS Netball Recre, a pity that some cant attend due to tests and projects.
Sunday, October 01, 2006
The last 2nd Birthday Boy for 24s
Interview people is kinda of tiring. You got to repeat almost the same speech and question for over a few times. kinda of boring. After that, still have a long meeting which make me hungry till I had no strength to talk. Maybe I have been civilian for too long, forget about how I control my hunger in field when I was doing my National Service.
Just nice the meeting end at 3.40pm, just in time to go and meet Zhengxun at 4pm at Holland Village. Happy Birthday to him! yea! Went to PS for a dinner with the rest of the guys. Had fun eating and chatting and taking photos at the same time. Been very long since we took those funny and candid photos, which is fun, just loves taking photos. It not only contains the laughter but also lots of memories when you are browse through the photos.
Had a show of Rob-b-hood. Personally find that show quite funny, and kinda of meaningful, and the baby is cute too. At least the movie makes my day better with lotsa laughter.
Kinda of miss those days when walking down orchard. Nowaday always went in the evening, don't really have chance to walk around, really hope someday we can go town in noon, so had more time to walk down. but who is the "we"?
Just nice the meeting end at 3.40pm, just in time to go and meet Zhengxun at 4pm at Holland Village. Happy Birthday to him! yea! Went to PS for a dinner with the rest of the guys. Had fun eating and chatting and taking photos at the same time. Been very long since we took those funny and candid photos, which is fun, just loves taking photos. It not only contains the laughter but also lots of memories when you are browse through the photos.
Had a show of Rob-b-hood. Personally find that show quite funny, and kinda of meaningful, and the baby is cute too. At least the movie makes my day better with lotsa laughter.
Kinda of miss those days when walking down orchard. Nowaday always went in the evening, don't really have chance to walk around, really hope someday we can go town in noon, so had more time to walk down. but who is the "we"?
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