a new journey

and so... that s the end of block leave. just a wink of the eye. all i did was - slack.

ok put in a positive way, it s called resting and recuperating. but, it wasnt 100% recuperating. in fact i made life even more difficult for myself. had cage on thursday with section and slayers. and yep, in the midst of a heroic block, i sprained my right ankle yet again. at least it s a lot better now.

had lunch with slayers at kallang and then went for a rather nice relaxing stroll around the shopping malls in tampines alone. ok it wasnt a stroll because i was hobbling about, but still it was just a period of solitude and peace. went to times for some glancing of books and hobbled home for dinner.

friday was posting results day. and i got ocs. feelings? excited perhaps. glad that i ve been given a chance to do something right for once. i guess i should be fine if i dun come back here and announce my right knee gave way, or my back broke or i sprained both ankles for the 4073288th time. short term goal - get through 3 weeks confinement.

class dinner at handburger that night. comforting to see most of the class doing ok and good to catch up with some of them. had an aptitude test the next morning, wont expect much in return.

sat, supposedly a clique outing, lunch at jack s at marina and then kick ass movie. funny show but i was more obsessed with the salted popcorn. hahaha. havent tasted it for a long long long time. sorry peeps if i hogged it for too long!

haha caught this on the way home on friday night. the boy was really adorable. he was sitting there holding his sketchbook and colour pencils, wanting to close his eyes, but still looking around, then closed gradually, then opened and look around before finally closing in peace. the innocence is priceless. i never remembered being that tired to be able to fall asleep sitting on the floor after probably an art class? and when the train reached their stop, the mom stood up and just walked to the door before realising her boy was still there. she called out softly and he jumped awake, rubbing his eyes and without a word of complain or reluctance, he duly followed his mom.

should i say maturity at such a young age?

up to you to guage.

sunday. last day out. settled the stuff left and had a last meal with family. ok getting tired now, going to sleeeeeeeppp!

cya in 3 weeks time. i hope. :)

i'm officially missing you.

.. as always.

pop

hmm so my bmt journey ended last friday. but honestly speaking, i dun feel like i have accomplished something great. no, not that bmt wasnt tough. in fact it was quite tough. it s just that i think there are much worse torturing to face and overcome, and this is just a miniature step. 1 year 8 months more. that s 20 more months to go.

ok ok let s be a liiiiiilllllltttttttllleee bit more cheerful. i completed 24km route march. that s a WOW factor. it was quite bad at that time. but looking back, it s not that bad. apart from the after effects of the march, which includes a migraine on the right side of my head, burning temperature, heat rashes, abrasions, blisters, back aches, and fatigue, it isnt that bad. i havent collapsed yet, which means, my mind was still in control, which means i could still walk further!

yea call me nuts.

anyways, block leave has been pretty much quite boring. slept my whole saturday away, ok throw in a bit of mahjong. then chalet on sunday with section 2. rundown place but spacious and it was quite a good gathering overall. blasted the place with my amp, someone brought a ps2, the bbq was not bad, there was drunk action and we had some sleep. so, everything was pretty much in place. really proud to find a diamond in the section. self sacrificial, organised, loyal, funny and a gentleman. rare rare rare. i hardly had to do anything for once at all. thanks marcus.

tue, accompanied mom to hospital for operation. everything s well. wed, met ying lun and went for nationals at cck stadium. sa did well. fantastic job. then had a mad rush hour with ying lun and nic kang since the commando was going to be late for book in. 30 buck cab ride. thrilling.

one thing i wanted to type about for quite some time. i just dun geddit. what do people actually see? seriously. virtues? or they just cant see them? or they ignore them? or they interpret them so damn differently? i really have no clue. what s wrong with the world?

read a book, read between the lines, see behind the words, get the basis, get to what the hell the book is about. see something good, like it. see something bad, hate it. simple as that. why are there people who read incorrigible books and still love them? what do they see in such a book? are there no distinct universal catergories for good and bad?

lights out: zero eight zero zero

hello. didnt have time to update last week and last week seemed a long long time ago, too long for me to even remember what happened. there was swensons with the class thanks to the generous mr tan. oh and i actually booked out on a friday night after a 16 click route march. miracles happen.

haha another miracle happened 2 days back: we were the first to book out, meaning a long weekend. and so we made plans for a good night out as a section on a very Good Friday. met up with slayers for clash of the titans at lido but i had to pang seh them for lan to meet up with p3s2. had this " oh so familiar " feeling when i was with them, sad to miss the lan session. but there will be other times i m sure.

and so, i met marcus and syafiq then lim wee came along at orchard mrt. bussed to zouk and had a hellavu night. if you are imagining me dancing like a mad dog then please halt. party started quite late but it was at most 20 min of high-ness and it was the beginning of a pretty amazing night. shallnt go into details but i was almost moved to tears by someone i see practically almost every day now. the revelations, confessions or simply what came from the bottom of the heart. when the cerebral doesnt control the gate to secrets, or pent up feelings or the stuff in the stomach, literally everything comes out.

last night i witnessed

loyalty
passion
friendship
brotherhood
determination
selflessness and ...

love.


i learnt something. everything you do has an impact on someone else. everything. every single little thing.
and the previous post is justified.




it's not what you leave behind,
but what you are about to gain.