I Wish.

I wish I am back to the time when I am still a cadet in OCS; no worries, no miscommunications, no lack of trust.

No lack of brotherly love and "kinship", and not to forget your buddy who will listen to your complaints about training and life.

Total love from everywhere.

Physical harshness is fine with me, as long as I don't have to bear the turmoil of heartwrenches. And I have the motivation which drives me to look forward to booking out every weekend.

I wish for someone who knows me inside out.

NOT possible.

I might be taking things for granted and not learnt my lessons back then but hey, circumstances force things and I just can't help but reconcile my thoughts in this manner.

I hope I'm just plain drunk when I key in this entry. Maybe I am.

Good fu*king morning people.

Prophecies.

Is Jimbi's and Eric's prophecy coming true?

I didn't want to blog but somehow, the mood came in. Close brothers will know why.

Sometimes I don't even want to think, but somehow I am thinking again.

Miscommunications? Misunderstandings?

Or just lack of understanding?

Or just lack of trust?

A combination of all?

Drink so much for what? Drink so fast for what?

Just to catch a glimpse of her and see her home safely?

No, wake up. It's not a fairytale, and life is NOT a fairytale.

It's hard not to think; but some emotional scars are meant to stay.

Why does God made females and males think alike in some ways and yet, think differently in other manners?

Sigh, sigh, sigh.

I wished I had just stayed at home and drink all by myself.

A f*cking good night people.

I Am Back.

I am back from Hong Kong for a week or so already. No mood to update this blog. I wonder why.

Went fishing yesterday and had a few catches. Sadly, non were edible. Either this or they were dead while I slept in the tent last night.

Christmas is coming and I am not even a wee bit excited about it.

And welcome back to Singapore, Eric!

I think I ought to get the Christmas present ready. My room is so filled up with stuff which I am so very lazy to differentiate and group them into thrash.

The Hong Kong experience had shown me the different aspects of humans; selfishness and selflessness, fatigue and work quality, temptations and punctuality, good leaderships and leaderships deviating from the work agenda.

Hey, the examination results will be out soon! *excited*

Sharity Camp was a whack. I am the elephant again and had gotten the most hugs of my life in just one day. But in the mascot costume. *sigh*

And I wonder if the K.E.M in Austria is feeling lonely now. I think he must had looked for under-dressed blondes in that bloody cold country now.

I know Ivan and Alan do not really read my blog but anyway, I miss you guys.

And I thank my dearest for accompanying me for a night of fishing even though you were asleep 3/4 of the time. Only catching fishes manage to hype you for for a while before you return to another bout of deep slumber.

So much work even after the examinations and the trip. So much for a school holiday.

Time to sort out my room.

Don't wait; procrastinate now.

Good night people.

Flying.

I'm due to fly to Hong Kong in just a few hours' time. Can't sleep and all.

Not for a leisure trip but more of a working trip. With cold temperatures and strong winds, Hong Kong promises to create erected nipples and chattering teeth.

And I think I've packed abit too much for the trip. Perhaps, thanks to the group luggage. But that also means that I have no fear of not having spaces for bringing back my shopping from there.

Somehow, I feel funny about the trip. I wonder. Maybe it is "蛙在异乡".

Bon voyage to Bro Jimmy leaving for Austria soon also. Remember to hit the Guinness Book of Records with your frantic ice-kacang action in Europe. And oh yah, I want my share too.

And an early welcome-back for Bro Eric. You come back, Jimmy in Austria. Haha. But never mind, there's always a Christmas to meet up.

Caffeine is in my blood now. Tired but can't feel like sleeping. That's quite bad, considering that the flight is only 3 hours long. Sleep simi?

Okay guys, enjoy yourselves while I'm away.

Adios.

Good morning people.

Rant.

I want to rant. This life of mine is becoming increasingly boring.

Blame the weather? Nah.

I wake up everyday and face my computer, and it is almost routine that I start to yank with friends on MSN.

Mum will then ask me if I am hungry. As always, I will say no, which she doesn't believe.

After that, I will play a match or two of C & C Generals. Make a cup of coffee to clear me up.

When I got cleared up, I get lazy and refuse to go out unless absolutely necessary.

And sit on the dirty, half-mouldy chair until I sleep at 7am.

This is boring I know.

Sigh, a holiday that doesn't seem like one.

It is almost true that when you don't have the time to do something, you always tell yourself that you will do it in the holiday, like clearing up your room and packing up useless stuff.

But when you have the time, like now, you procrastinate.

And then regret when school reopens, with a stale, post-examinational and organisational mess still alive and glaring to the eyes.

Argh. I am pissed with myself.

Sometimes in life, we do need some sort of stress in order for one to function at his/her minimal working pace.

Sometimes I miss the army days, when you just listen and work like a zombie for the whole darn day with your life finally beginning after 5.30pm when almost every single soul booked out and the remaining lifeforms likened to members of your family, so much so that you gossip with in the mess with the only fear of the HQ officers interrupting it by entering the mess abruptly.

You can booze the whole night by paying only 24 bucks for a carton of duty-free beer. Snacks are almost free if you manage to hunt them out in their secret hiding places.

After that, you sleep. Boring as it may seem, but nothing beats the company of true friends when you drink together with them.

Moreover, sleeping is a lot more easier if you drink, isn't it?

Ah, back to reality.

Good night people.