Ive successfully completed by Basic Section Leader Course. alright man. Right now, Im no longer a private, Im A CORPORAL. =) And in another 2-3 months, Im going to get my sergeant rank. Wonderful. National Service is not that bad after all.

Before the passing out parade, we actually have a graduation march of 28km. The journey was tough and challenging, with all kinds of shits dreading you to give up. The battle with the zzz monster and the fatigue that was building in the body. The march started at 9.30pm and stretched all the way until 6am in the morning. Dawn breaks and we were all set for the parade. Stood in the Chevron's square was quite a feat too because the march drained out 99 percent of all energy and having to stand there for another hour is insane. Most of us pull through the hellish standing and got our Corporal Rank velcroed on our uniform by our Platoon Commander.

Im tired and I need to catch some sleep. Night. =)

Hmmm. Just thought of this, if you understand.

Torn papers
with vaporated vapours
Memories are lost
and burnt to ashes
Flowers whithers
dying with regrets
Pieces of the past
never wanted back
Shadow of the wind
be gone with the soul.

I was thinking, maybe i should start blogging because my blog seems dead and some people are getting angry. Lol. Hi, Im Back. =) Oh well, you couldnt blame me for the failure to update weekly given the lil' amount of time I have every weekend.




Anyway, next wedsnesday I will be passing out from my BSLC with my Corporal Rank. Time really flies and the next thing i know, this course is over. Really kinda miss the time I had with my section and the trainings we went through. The course is very much like studying in school except for the regimental duties. We have our physical training, outfield trainings and we also attend lectures. No doubt that most lectures are used for catching up with the lack of sleep. The last field camp was quite a memoriable one after we've been thru the night with the wild boars and chatting bout' our problems. Im so gonna miss my section mates, especially Aaron, Tim, Farhan and YanZhi. Bahx.





With BSLC over, I forsee that my future will be ASLC where we are trained to be infantry commanders. Chiong suan everyday. How wonderful.





Alright.





I've chosen SMU in the end. I thought maybe I shouldnt let this rare opportunity slipped past me.



I went shopping with my sweetie today and Im feeling so guilty. WHY?
I spent $175 in Topman. =) 96 for one cardigan and 79 for one skinny jeans. How great. haha

Bkor's birthday.

Alright, Im feeling nauseous from the continuous withdrawal of shit from my ass. Ha. As matter of fact, Ive didnt shit for the 4 days during my field camp. Yep. Victory! Although a field camp just ended yesterday, Im preparing myself for another field camp tomorrow. Pathetic. My bodies are itching from all the insects bites. Just imagine sleeping in the tent, with ants crawling around you, ya, thats Army. Infantry Soldiers. SAF. Shall not elaborate too much bout army, its a confidential thing.

Recieved all 3 letters from the uni le, NUS and NTU offered me Mech Eng while SMU offered me Biz Management. Im most probably going to choose SMU because its my dream school and given the fact im offered my dream course. But still, what concerns me is the Expensive Tuition Fees. Studying 4 years in smu will cough out a sum of $32400 as compared to NTU 3 years course which totals up to $18300. This still excludes lecture notes and stuffs. Oh fcuk it, Im so goin to feel guilty.

Smack that on the floor. Let me strike toto please.

Something Random, my sister says I can sing. Oh. haha.
But i prefer rapping.

I always love writing raps but somehow, Ive lost touch with it. Frantic and afraid, Im desperate to get those inspiration of words back into my fingers.

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For You:

For yesterday, I know I never regret having you.
For today, I will always love you.
For tomorrow, I never let you go
Forever, I will alaways be there for you. =)

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Angelica: yep yep.. =) peps band ya.

BESTFRIEND: ehh. you are? LOL. Someone who always CAP LOCK my NAME? If not, then i duno le.

Reeve: your dad is cooler.

:) : Thanks . =)

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Yijia: Why arent you online today? I didnt have a chance to crap wit you. But oh well, Im considering of tagging your friendster again. haa

Im furious, angry, pissed off and to be specific, fucked up!

Bitches, Sons of whosoever-make-a-regret-mothers, bastards, asses.. ahh.. Screw them.

Alright. Enough of shits, let me explain for being so.... Bahx..

Read this.

BAGHDAD - A car bomb ripped through a wholesale food market in western Baghdad on Sunday, flattening cars and shops and killing at least 30 people in the deadliest of a wave of attacks across Iraq that killed at least 50 people. By RAVI NESSMAN, Associated Press Writer .

This shit happened just 10 mins ago. Crap.

All the innocent civilians are being killed for God Knows What Reasons.

Al, Send some troops from above and maybe wiped these people off the surface of this land.

Our breathes could be heard in our ears
The love we shared are touchd by our soul
The feelings that ran through our body
are things which words couldnt describe

Our cheeks caressed
Our souls entwined
Our hearts beat with the same tempo
Our hands holding tight

God sends you from above
for me to love and care
and with you, you brought
happiness and joy to my life.


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Warmth and Coldness
Sun and Moon
Flakes of snows
Loneliness in one's heart
Stabbing in the heart
Glasses full of blood
Devils tattoed with Hatred
Angels being tortured.
Send someone from above
to save poor Mother Earth
From Danger and Threats
that pollute the young minds.
Prayers heard
God answered.
How, you will see it for yourself.

Think bout' this.
Natural Disaters are Karma of Human's Creation.

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Alright, my entries these days have been quite random. And somehow, I felt an attachment to God for the first time.

Oh well.

My mom is coming home this week. After leaving this home for 6 months or so, I hope her return will be able to restore some stability in the house. My sis needs coaching and guidance at her age and no way would I want my sister to turn astray. And may God please hit some senses into my Dad's pathetic, shitty, irritating, stubborn, ignorant mind so that he would not repeat the same old stupid mistakes again and again.

God, just give the both of them one last chance.

I hope and pray, but nonetheless, doubtful.

What can i say?

I'm going to catch some sleep and maybe go for a swim or jog tomorrow. Exhaustion is putting my body into hibernation.