Fate and fortune

Haven't been blogging for ages, came upon a free online fortune telling, and i find it true for most of the analysis, thus i decided to post it here for you guys to reference. How true and accurate is it? Try yours and get your own answer. Superfate Fortune



Your sign is Earth in Chinese Horoscope

Your life is represented by the garden in winter with great ability and able to work under pressure. However, an over devoted spirit could lead to a slight mental imbalance. You keep your word and you like kind and determined people. You look like an easy-going person but you are actually quite determined. It's hard to tell what's on your mind and you tend to keep a low profile.

Your characteristics, subconscious, and behavior modes, according to your fate and destiny, are represented by the garden. The garden is the foundation and home for flower, grass and creation, but people only notice the beautiful flowers, green leaves and not the earth under their feet.

The garden is trampled upon all the time but never complains, so you are just like the garden soil, which provides nutrition to many creatures, but is not appreciated. You sacrifice yourself for others, which brings you many problems when they take advantage of your kindness. Most people neglect your contribution, and only discover your importance when you leave your original position. The main part of a garden is the soil, so you rarely changing, which make you a bit dull to others. You are amiable, smart, and understand things clearly, but keep your thoughts and viewpoints inside your heart. Your appearance is very amiable, but you are very rigid in your heart and will persist and not give up.

You admire people who are heroic, dominating and a bit arrogant, but also respect those who are unselfish and lenient with others. Your entire life is like the garden, not catching too much attention, but cultivated silently in the background. When luck and fortune come, you will be far better off than many others because you have been cultivated over a long period of time.

Health Analysis: The function of your stomach and intestines is weaker.

According to your destiny analysis, the function of your stomach and intestines is weaker, which caused minor problems like bad breath, upset or bloated stomach, and diarrhea when you were young. But over age 40, additional care of your stomach and intestines is needed, or it may lead to major digestive system problems such as esophagus infection, stomach or intestinal infection, gastric ulcer, hemorrhoids, intestines polyp, diabetes. Therefore, you should avoid fatigue and stress, maintain a stable lifestyle and schedule, sleep and wake early, eat regular meals at regular hours, don't drink alcohol, and consume less acidic food and drink in order to protect a congenitally weak digestive system.

There's a saying that all disease starts from the mouth, which means many human diseases are related to food. According to Traditional Chinese Medicine, food can be divided into gold, wood, water, fire and earth (concept of the five elements). You seem to prefer the sweet flavors of desserts and other sweets, which means your cells are filled with too much earth element. This negatively affects your health, fortune and career, so we suggest you try different foods to balance your diet and nutrition, which leads to harmony in life and a balance of yin and yang based on the five elements. In addition, if you have recently felt unlucky or things were not going smoothly, then you are probably affected by bad spirit, which caused bad luck. The best solution is not to eat meat and fish for a period of time until the bad spirit goes away. The bad spirit tends to stay with those who eat meat and fish, and also chicken, duck, green onion, garlic, leek and other spices, so a vegetarian diet can help change your luck.

Health Analysis: The function of your respiratory system is weaker as well.

The function of your respiratory system is weaker as well, and you have had minor problems like allergies, runny nose, cough, cold, chest pain, diarrhea and constipation when you were young. But over age 40, additional care of your respiratory system is needed, or it may lead to nasosinutisis, asthma, bronchopneumonia, bronchitis, intestines polyp and proctitis. Therefore, you should avoid fatigue and smoking, maintain a stable, regular lifestyle and schedule, and sleep and wake early in order to protect a congenitally weaker respiratory system.

According to your destiny analysis, your working and living environment tends to be a bit messy and without good air circulation, which is not good for your respiratory system. You tend to be anxious, lack patience and tolerance, which means you don't get along well with friends.

If you want to change your fate and destiny, breath deeply for five minutes per day, maintain good air circulation, and open a window or door in your room. As long as you have sufficient oxygen in your body, your destiny will be completely changed with better health, more wealth and happiness coming into your life.

You and your love interest are mutually attracted and love each other equally. She fully respects you in every way, so you will get along very well. Your love is full of romance, so to be your companion is to be blessed with love and happiness.

In romance, according to our analysis, you are easily attracted to someone you admire in your heart, but you often end up empty-handed because it's quite difficult for both parties to fall in love at first sight. Generally speaking, women do not have deep first impression of you, so they need time to discover your inner beauty. You, however, tend to like a person at the first sight, but not after a period of time. Therefore, if you are still waiting for a good romance, try to show your inner beauty by doing more activities, establishing better habits, and socializing with more people. This way you can express your inner beauty naturally all the time, which makes your romance go more smoothly.

In the journey of life, your romantic or marriage partner might be introduced by relatives and friends, or through matchmaking. You tend to be inexperienced in love, unable to express yourself, and do not know how to actively pursue someone without being too sticky or giving up easily. You have opportunities but are afraid to get hurt, so eventually it is not easy for you to have the spark of love. If you are still seeking your love partner don't rush because someone nearby likes you, so as long as you pursue the relationship sincerely, the happiness is yours.

Career and Wealth Analysis: You know how to make money, but it is not easy for you to hold onto your money.

According to your destiny analysis, you know how to make money, but it is not easy for you to hold onto your money. Your life is more philosophical, so you are not stingy with yourself, family or friends. You spend what you have even when you are financially tight, and are generous when you are financially comfortable. Because of this, it's not easy for you to save your money. In addition, you maybe convinced easily by friends to make some financial investments that cause you to lose money. You like to make many friends, so you easily lose money if you cannot evaluate risk or reject people when they approach you for investment. You will spend most of your wealth doing things you want to do throughout life because you consider only money spent as the wealth actually owned by you. Afterwards, you will not bequest much to your descendants.

Leaving on a jet plane

Got the scare of my life just moments ago. Incidentally, it has to do with my flight to Brunei tonight. As my mobile goes off with an incoming message, i woke up and the clock i stared at reads 06:33. Noticed i didn't indicated the am/pm meter? Obviously it's pm. Yet somehow i thought it's already Tuesday morning, missed my flight and my reporting time at 2359hrs. I jumped off my bed and ran to the kitchen, just to realise i've made a boo-boo. This scene is a classic example of how bad lack of sleep can cause to one.

4 more hours and i'll be away for another 10 days, in a land of M&Ms. Not the melt in your mouth M&Ms, but the land of Mosques and Museums; Brunei. Somehow i'm not worried or anxious about the training over there, i'm more like numbed with the feeling of having to go through another military exercise, and that's all i have in mind. Whether how tough the training will be, how hungry i'll be, how wet i'll get, are no longer important to me. Cause it's just routine to me now.

My concern would be the aftermath from the trip, where i'll have tonnes of load to bring back home, tonnes of laundry and packing to be done, and getting myself ready to report to my new unit, Signal Institute on the 10th of July. I know we Signallers are getting cursed and sweared for this late reporting date, when most of the other vocations are either reporting to their new unit on the day of arrival back to Singapore, 6th July or Friday, 7th July. Call us slackers or what, i'm just glad i got into Signals, and i don't mind having the title "Slacker" as my middle name. Just hate me for this.

Nothing much for this post, probably ending off with some best wishes to a couple of my platoon mates who stayed back in OCS as infantry officers-to-be. I'm convinced that Tango is indeed the model wing in OCS after today's morning trip to Delta wing, and also after bypassing Echo wing, their staircases are basically tattoo-ed with kiwi marks. Anyone who has been to Tango wing can vouch for the fact that our level 1 staircase, in fact all the staircases are kiwi-free. And for this, i'm proud to say, Tangorians book out late every bookout for a reason. Respect us for this.

Something for my readers out there, if you happened to browse my blog and read this post, watch out for the stars. Someone there could be watching over you..

Till then.

Sick Cycle Carousel

As i started reflecting back on what i've done for the first half of the year, it took me no more than a minute to realise time flies, and i'm losing most of what i should have not. The routine just keeps repeating, over and over again.

Begin the year at Air Force school, hopes of becoming a military pilot, with frequent complaints to my peers about the negative sides of being one, and the irony that i signed the probation contract, with no clear intentions of making it my career.

Moving to Australia for 3 weeks, flew for 7.7hrs, leading a mentally-stressed lifestyle, in a not-so-stressed country. The failure cuts deep into me. Questions raised for that, and i moved back with fond memories. Friendships were made, and lost.

Rank stripped and back to reality. 8 to 5 lifestyle for 2 weeks, papers and dust kept me awake. Experienced the much wanted job as clerk in the armed forces, yet it's not my cup of tea, and the fact that i dreaded it.

New posting, and SAFTI was where i called home next. 3 weeks away from home yet again. Familiar faces greeted me along the weeks, with junior peers surrounding me. Leadership questions put forward to us, trainings get tough, and reality sets in.

Appointments held, scolding received, sweat never goes off and time just keeps running. Outfield, outfield and more outfields came. Tough trainings came like meals while running overtook time allocated for sleep.

Live firings made trainings realistic, yet weapons cleaning makes you think again. The last march on the 21st June, concluding the mastery of sleeping on 2 feet, and ending the 14 weeks of hell.

Despite not many highlights, all above mentioned spanned across 6 months. Weekends and book outs were so precious to us, one would allow making any silly minor mistakes, just to ensure he doesn't end up spending more than required in camp. Other than that, the cycle just keep repeating itself. Entertainment and enjoyment were self-declared.

Home is just like hotel is not even good enough to describe for me at times. Catching some sleep on sofa, pack up and off to camp yet again. Nights off were spent in camp, with the convenience of not having to wake up early, rushing down in a cab, just to get myself back to camp in time.

Time when my phone rings, i'm never sober enough to pick them up. Time when i'm looking to unwind myself, i find myself wandering alone in town. Time when i'm expecting good to come, devils came knocking instead. Time when i have to perform, i find myself struggling to even keep myself afloat. Time to call it quits, i hold back. Time to sleep, i tried not to. And when it's time to rest, i find myself nothing to do, and nothing to lose.

Until the cycle breaks, it just goes on and on.

Till then.

Hear you me

Time to blog again. I've got tonnes of thoughts and feeling to note down here. But as i go along, i'm pretty sure i'll cut or forget most of them, but nonetheless, this post shall be another whining by me. Just be warned on an emo post.

Backtracking a little on my platoon field camp 2 weeks ago. I was given exercise PC appointment during day 2 of the outfield. And the mission i had was the Platoon Battle course. Did all the necessary rehearsals, briefed my platoon on the mission, all the possible enemy contact points, and the few danger area crossings to expect.

Thinking that i've done all that i could, i moved out hoping to perform and put up a good show for my PC and instructors. Especially so when just before i head out, one of my instructor, LTA Poh, called me over, told me to complete the mission with my usual composure and even joked to me that the 2 golden full lieutenant exercise PC bars on my shoulders, will be black and mine if i managed to do a good job for the mission.

But of course it wasn't meant to be. After moving out for less than 100 meters, the platoon came to a halt due to numerous training 3-tonners moving along the tracks, and it turned out to be the hiccup of many undesirable events to come. At the first enemy contact point, my point section was contacted and the enemy was across a small stream. I place the MG team as the fire support group, firing just diagonally across the enemy, as i pull a section to do a quick attack.

Mistake number one, i should have pulled the 2 remaining sections along with me. Mistake number two, i should have smoked out the open patch before i cross the area with the assault force. Last but not least, the most deadly mistake i made, i made my section commander of the section i bought over to charge out and take the lead of over-running the enemy. It ended up they charged out heading the wrong direction and the instructor declared all dead except one.

My PC came over and gave me an earful and questioned the fact that why i didn't lead the whole section for the attack but instead leave the section commander to take the lead while i stayed back. My explanation to him was that i didn't get myself involved in the fire fight cause i want to make sure i can tie down reinforcements with the reserve section.

He took it as i wasn't leading by example and being a Platoon Commander, i should have lead my men into the fight instead of just staying behind, for which it's not what a commander should be. And he got so pissed that he shouted at me to strip off the exercise PC rank and called for another platoon mate to take over me.

In front of the whole platoon, i was placed in the most embarrassing moment of having to take off my rank and passed it on to another exercise PC. My instructor, LTA Poh pulled me to a side and talk to me about it. He made me understand that why my PC got so pissed with what i've done, assured me or perhaps consoled me that it's just a case of bad decision, told me not to worry about that and they the instructors will not doubt my capabilities just because of it.

I wasn't really affect by the fact that i was the only guy who got the most scolding from my PC nor the fact that i'm the only guy who got stripped off the exercise PC rank for the whole field camp, i was probably thinking, it's really not easy to be an officer, someone who needs to take care of the other 27 in the platoon and be confident enough to handle many unexpected situations, all by yourself.

For the rest of the exercise i kept thinking and asking myself why did i do that, why didn't i do this and such. And i came out with an answer, and it's none other than, i'm just human. I err and i bleed. Through this, i learnt my lessons, even though it's not a pleasant way to learn things, but i'm sure unless i made this mistake during the exercise, i'll never grow as a good officer.

My PC was very kind to me perhaps favouring me just a little, he gave me another opportunity to perform by assigning me as exercise PC the very next day. Exercise PC for an assault mission. This time round, again i faced so many unforseen turn of events, starting from my Wing Commander interferring with my MG team, which results in them lagging back the platoon far behind, to asking me to deploy MG when crossing danger area, even though i had already got approved to only deploy 2 men when crossing the small tracks with my PC during my brief to him.

Not to mention i missed the H-hour for the mission and despite clearing the enemy with an excellent fire and movement up a 85 meters hill, as praised by my instructors, my PC declared my mission as a failure for not meeting the crucial H-hour. Worse of all, i was declared dead when the fire fight was almost done, and my runner take over me as PC, as the fight goes on, eventually the exercise PS took out as per normal during wartime.

As i took off my helmet after being declared as casualty by my PC, i looked around and witnessed the rest of the platoon putting up a good fire movement up the hill and i told myself, regardless of how screwed up i was, or for what i've done, the assault was classic textbook style. There were proper fire and cover, and enough communication was done to ensure the extended line moved up nicely and no converging was resulted.

The stress to perform and think fast as an officer was felt throughout the whole exercise when i held the PC appointment. Command and control is the key to success, and of cause not forgetting practice makes perfect.

Back to 2 days ago, 9th of June, Friday, my 21st birthday. Coincidentally, we guys get to have our first ever nights out since we stepped into OCS 12 weeks ago. Went to Jurong Point with my platoon, had Billy Bombers and watched the movie "Cars" with some of my platoon mates. Giving myself a treat for my birthday and not until we got back to camp, after 12am, then they realised it's my birthday. But too late, it was already past lights off time, and i escaped any possible unwanted torture from them.

This 21st birthday of mine is somewhat a combination of good and bad. But of cause the bad wasn't really that bad at all, and it's just that i didn't receive any present. Perhaps it's something good as well, at least now i have excuse not to return them presents on their birthdays. So feel guilty if i gave you present on your birthday and you didn't for mine? As if i really mind, and don't try to be bother by it, cause thought that counts do exists in my dictionary.

The good was that i received numerous unexpected greetings. Whether you guys did remember it by heart, through mobile phone reminders, ringo or friendster, just wanna thank you all. If you happened to miss it, just feel free to drop a greeting here now, this will do too.

And sorry to those who wanted to have a meeting with me for it, i really don't have time for it. My life now pretty much evolves around army and time to rest is not that much either. I can only limit myself to do this and then to sacrifice that. And for this, i find myself most of the time alone. Reason being i have to reject meeting up every now and then, and when i initialed a meet up, i get rejected. So much about what goes around, comes around?

Just as i was relating to my friend, i find myself so different as compared to just a year ago. I'm getting lazier with thoughts, and most of the time i find myself questioning and finding reasons for doing this and that. I'm just following through motions, and taking what's being thrown at me. Good or bad, i just accepted it and no questions asked.

On Friday itself, i was summoned to my PC office. He did a feedback on my assessment for the platoon field camp exercise PC. I managed to score 68% out of the possible 100%, and he mentioned a couple of things. He advised me to be harsher and firm when it comes to business. Revealing to me a little about the peer appraisal by my platoon mates, he told me that i'm quite likable in the platoon, and i'm definitely by no means near the category of condemned personnel.

Even though i failed my mission, he did score me quite high for the assessment. And also complimenting me as one of his few best cadets he had, i felt guilty and disappointed for not performing to my best of capabilities when i'm holding appointment.

Alright that's all for the moment. Congratulations to those who commissioned yesterday.

Till then.

Drenched in my pain again

"You know they say life is short, they say you wake up one day, on a day, all your dreams, everything you wish for and wanted to. Gone, just like that. You know. People, people get old, and things changed, situation changed. What i want is just, i want this moment, this day, my feelings for you, the way you look right, the way i look at you. I just want this to last forever.."

Been really some time since i posted something constructive, something which might generate some food for thought. As usual, been pre-occupied with army for 90% of my time, which i've calculated that i've spent less than 120hrs per month outside, outside meaning time/space that has nothing to do with SAF issues.

Backtracking just a little, i went for a morning dim sum last sunday, over at Goodwood Park Hotel. (Photos) $15.80+++ per head and what you see, is what you get. And prior to that, i saw a dead dog on the road on my way to the restaurant. Fragile life? Perhaps so.

Thinking of posting stuff that happened for the past week, but i reckon they are just nothing but military issues and all the not-so-interesting topics. Just to summarized them up, i had my GPMG live firing on friday, and the night shoot was something breath-taking. Too bad i didn't have my camera with me, or should i say i'm not allowed to, else i'll love to post up the beautiful scenes over here. Especially the illuminating hand-held grenade which ignites the whole area as it slowly descends from the sky. And also, i have managed to clear my SOC, but have yet to get my 9:44s timing to achieve gold for IPPT.

Starting this monday, i'll be having my 5 day 4 night platoon outfield, which includes Exercise Spade. A digging exercise whereby most officers would never forget back in their cadet days. Nothing but pure trench digging for 2 days in a row. Something i bet no human in the right state of mind would want to do, for that you'll get nothing but lack of sleep, fatigue and all the blisters you can ever imagine on your palms.

Commissioning parade coming up soon for the senior batch. By the time it arrives on the 10th of june, it will also marked the end of my Service term, with 2 more weeks after that. Pretty much looking forward to my Social Night on the 22nd of June, and perhaps a short holiday following that.

Right now, i need to work out my finance, for that i might be spending quite alot as i'm looking to buy a Motorola RAZR V3i, a ZARA Men blazer and my long-gone Hugo Boss perfume. But for the mobile phone and blazer, they are just mere want more than a need, so unless i strike gold, i might just wanna put them on hold.

Alright, that's all i have. 12 more days to my b-day, and making an early wish now, i hope all the things will go my way, not for the worse, just for the best.

Till then.

Procrastinate

I have tonnes of stuff to say and tonnes of photos to share, yet i'm running out of time to do so. So as the title suggested, i shall do it some other time. I've just managed to upload some photos to my Multiply site, after trying it out today. Shall upload more when time permits.

Till then.

Busy weekends



Some photos of the Cohesion Day i had yesterday at Siloso Beach. Wasn't really that fantastic considering the fact that the rain came pouring down around 11am. Did enjoyed the most out of it by playing beach soccer. Other than that, i reckon no one in the right state of mind would drag themselves out of bed at 6am just to be at Sentosa for that little bit of fun.



I woke up 11am this morning and i realised i haven't register at the NS website to download some materials to study up. Some, which i meant 9 topics of Platoon Training to be covered. I spend around 2 hours plus, just briefly reading it through. To be honest, i have forgotten much about it.



Nothing much to write for this post. Probably not much time to do a long one too. Left with 10 minutes before i have to rush back to camp. Happy Mother's Day to all the mums out there. The only reason why your children likes to make things difficult for you, is that they just hope to make their presence felt and for you to be there nagging at them. Quote and unquote.

Alright, that's all folks. Till then.

Waiting game

"Fuck!"

Trust me to come out with this word right? That's the word i'll use to sum up the whole week. A week whereby some of us deemed it as the slackest week among the 8 weeks stay in OCS. But for me, it's a week of disappointment, soreness, body aches, fatigue and emptiness.

Somehow, i hurled that f-word out, right in front of my instructor during my SOC test on Wednesday. And guess what? I failed my SOC due to my low rope station. I was so pissed of with myself when i'm not able to do a proper loop after 3 tries, and i had to surrender my number tag to my instructor, who's the supervising officer at the station.

I was so disappointed that i kept mute for the rest of the day after the SOC. I went back to try re-doing the low rope station again, after the whole wing headed back for shower and dinner. Without much difficulty, i managed to clear it with a single loop and did it for couple of times. That's when i asked myself why am i so upset. Does result matters so much to me now? No doubt SOC is a veto factor to remain in OCS, but somehow i felt i'm setting alot of expectations and demanded alot more from myself.

Perhaps too used being not bothered by results and such previously, things came my way without much difficulties and sometimes unexpectedly. But recently, starting from my failure of Air-Grading over at Tamworth, things are no longer the same. The more i want something, the more i won't be able to achieve it. And maybe i'm not someone who accepts failure easily, i get emotionally down when i failed. Not to the extreme extend whereby i go bonkers or anything to do with violence, i just felt like i'm going back to my old self; a walking zombie.

Trainings for me have also been picking up quite alot lately. Additional trainings for those who have yet to achieve Gold for IPPT, whereby those already done so get to sleep and do whatever they deemed fit. Sprinting around tracks for 5km or so, just the day before our SOC test, makes one wonder if we are trained to be superman.

Not forgetting the long punishment on Wednesday night, for the lack of discipline as explained by the instructor.

The punishment breaks down to something like this in sequential order:
1) 3 changing parade from admin attire to long 4, long 4 to civilian and back to long 4 again, each with a time frame of 3 minutes.
2) Followed by falling in FBO (Full Battle Order) in 2 minutes.
3) 2 minutes to get 2 full water bottle filled up.
4) Placing 2 water bottles, fieldpack, helmet and SBO separately at 4 corners of the parade square, with another time frame of 3 minutes again.
5) 2 minutes to gather all the stuff back.
6) Drink up 1 full water bottle of 1 litre and 3 of my platoon mates puked up. Despite sounding out that they are too full to continue, the instructor told them to continue drinking and they can just puke on the parade square if they need to, which they did.
7) Marched around the whole parade square with FBO for 30 minutes.
8) 10 minutes to wash up and lights out with zero movements.

All and all, the punishment lasted almost 1hr 40minutes. Whether it's legal or not, whether if there's any safety breach or not and whether it's considered tough punishment or not, you shall be the judge.

I'm being quieter lately and i hate to think now. Going through motions just like what our instructors like to label us, is exactly what i'm doing now. Isolating myself away from the crowd, listening to emo punk rock, not talking much, black and white, giving and showing hack care attitude and use of excessive vulgarities are probably what you will expect from the dead man walking; Jeri.

I realised my blog posts tends to be rather dull, with tonnes of words and zero picture/photo. So i reckon i should add some pictures here and there, hopefully able to just lighten up the sullen mood. So here you go, self portrait of me in the pearly white No.1 ceremonial uniform. Being one of the ushers for the upcoming commissioning parade on the 10th of June, i'm issued the uniform and first task in hand; get it clean up and well-ironed.

In case you guys forget due to busy working around the clock or too preoccupied with army just like me, here's a gentle reminder that this coming Sunday is Mother's Day. My sister brought back home a cake this morning, for an early Mother's Day short celebration. No idea what you call it, but it's basically chocolate cream cake with bananas.

I wanted to spend time alone for some shopping today. But it started raining in the noon and i got lazy. That's when i procrastinate yet again. So yet again i stared at my laptop the whole day, downloading movies and games. To think about it, i'm simply not making full use of my time. But nevertheless, doing what i like is all that it matters ain't it. Who cares if it's constructive or not. Living by itself is not a choice for a start.

And i've finally managed to change the song for my blog. Probably too noisy for some, but once again, the lyrics captivated me. Alright, that's all i have for now, shall leave you guys with the song and head for my cold dinner.

Till then.

Tired

After 7 weeks in OCS, i'm getting real sick and tired. Tired of trainings, tired of the unreasonable demands, tired of responsibilities, tired of going through motions, tired of not having enough rest, tired of running, tired of 20+hrs book out, tired of literally everything.

Despite only 4 days in camp, it seems alot longer than the usual 6-day week. 3 SOCs everyday from Tuesdays to Thursday, IPPT on Wednesday, 2.4km SBO morning PT on Thursday, 30 minutes of 4 storey staircase run on Friday, late night sleep for most days, are taking a toll out of me. Not that i'm totally worn out, but its making feel sick of being an Officer Cadet. I understand the nature and reasons of all these, but i questioned my mental and physical strength.

I'm still short of my 2.4km timing, and i have retake IPPT every week until i achieve gold. Managed to clear my SOC with 9:24 on Thursday, but it's only a Trial Test, which means that i've to clear it again under 9:29 for this coming Wednesday actual SOC Test.

Live Firing on tomorrow and Monday and this means early book in today at 2000hrs. Mind you, i booked out and got home at 2200hrs last night. Signal theory test this coming Tuesday and one wouldn't want to flunk it, especially with confinements already being leashed out to those who failed their GPMG theory test just before book out yesterday evening.

With so many undesirable things to expect, one questions the need of becoming a SAF Officer. I'm only halfway through my Service term, and the remaining 7 weeks shall be the test for me. If i'm already complaining right now, my next 31 weeks will definitely be a misery to me. 9th of December seems to be light years away. And even if it would to come soon, it marks the start of Officership, and heavy responsibilities. Are you for it?

Just as i was hitching a ride home from a friend's dad last night, we passed by an accident scene. The picture of a body covered over by a plastic sheet and a badly smashed motorbike beside it, still lingered around my memory. It's another fatal bike accident. Any takers for bike lessons with me?

A friend of mine asked me if i do miss home when i'm back in camp. Deep inside, i believe whenever i'm in camp, i do yearn to be back home. But.. Do i miss my family or it's just a case of going back home, so that i get more sleep, and zero trainings? My mum made a remark last night, i suppose unintentionally, saying that why i come back home since i'll be booking in back again in less than a day.

Despite not really paying much attention to my mum when my eyes are glued on to my laptop, somehow that line went deep into my ears. I understood what she meant, yet i felt something about it. Maybe i should have just volunteered for duties and stay in camp instead? Even more so now, especially after i pissed someone off last night.

"If anything can go wrong, it will." How true does it get?

Nevertheless, life still goes on.

Lately, i noticed my friends around me seemed to having their own set of unhappiness or worries. May isn't a good month? Or somehow i magnified it due to the fact that i'm sick and tired of army and coincidentally my friends shared with me their problems around this period of time.

With my close to pronounce dead-brain i have at the moment, i'm not really able to provide any good solid advice if you guys do happened to be sharing some thoughts with me. And like i mentioned donkey years ago, advice is worthless, what matters most is what you perceive and what you desire.

So to my friends out there, regardless of what problems, anxieties or worries you might have, try not to stay at it for too long. Always fall back to what you wanted or desire initially, what may seems far off from what you expected, may just be a deceiving mist from your actual goal. What may hurts you most, may just be what helps you the most.

At the end of the day, i bet everyone just want to have a happy and enjoyable day. The power to overcome difficulties is the true measure of how well you lead your life. And by any measures, i suppose mine ain't that great yet. But still, it doesn't mean it will always be, even though i love to quote, "Has been and will always be.", and anyway, who preaches what he said. It's always the case of say and no action.

My friends were asking me along for a Bangkok trip some time this June. And i swear that if i'm able to make it, i'll definitely go for it. I need to unwind myself. So fingers crossed, i hope we are able to fix on a period of time whereby i'm having my leave after Service term and in the convenience of them as well.

As for now, i'm only 45 minutes away from book in. And i'm still having trouble uploading a new song for my blog. Shall leave it unchanged till my next book out. Time to pack my bags and that's all for this post.

Till then.

BGR

First and foremost, i have to clarify that i'm definitely no way and by no means an expert in the game of BGR. All that i've mentioned in the previous post is just pure opinions of mine and if any case, they were just what i've observed, seen, or heard from.

So before my blog becomes something like a BGR forum for discussion, whereby people make posts waiting for some gurus to reply, i've to make clear that my posts are just purely opinion-based, with no or little supporting evidence or enough life experience for a start. In short, just read and forget. If it's appealing and make some sense to you, simply quote and unquote.

Alright, back to track on the hot topic; BGR. Based on the comments prior to the previous post, i can see that despite the few points i've mentioned, there are still many other factors to be considered when it comes to judging how good a guy is, for a boyfriend material.

Then again, i suppose it doesn't really matter how or what a guy has to be, in order to be considered as potential boyfriend, cause at the end of the day, there's no 10 year series model answers to it. More than often, we are drilled into our brains with lines like, "no one is perfect", "to love is to give" and etc, and as a result, we often try to compromise and compromising might just be a denial of situations, which will inevitably come crashing down on either party, some day, some time.

As i was discussing with a friend, i came out with another thought; the idea of most people usually settle for the one who's most available at that moment.

For example, you befriended this particular guy on Monday, and within 3 days, on Thursday, he became your partner. Yet on Friday, you cross path with another guy, and this guy according to the mandate or destiny or whatever you call it, is the supposedly perfect guy for you. But because of the guy you chose on Monday, you never befriend the Friday guy.

So now's the question of did you make the right choice, is the guy you chose the right guy, or should i blame on the fact that no one is able to foresee what lies ahead?

Well, in this particular scenario, i suppose you can't say what's right and what's wrong ain't it. It's just a case of whoever is available first, and whoever came first. No doubt you can always argue if one did not choose the Monday guy, the Friday guy may never come at all too. And you might just end up missing out on the "2nd best guy".

Monday to Friday may seems to be rather short, but you can just simply multiply it to months or years, and the point would still be the same. The fact is that since no one can foresee what's coming for us, what lies ahead, should one be so concerned about who and what his/her partner is?

Even the best guy you know may turn out to be a monster when you start living with him. Or when it comes to the crunch, will the guy who understands and loves you the most be still rock solid, standing there for you? Since there's no answers to all these, maybe, just maybe one should just go with the flow.

But of course this is not to encourage random BGR. The bottom line is simple. Know a guy well enough on your own, before he makes you learn more about him, in a not so nice manner.

And even when you think you have known him well enough, think again. Cause even you yourself can't assure your own faithfulness, your kindness, especially against the time factor, what makes you think others could?

That's all for this post before i need to rush back to camp again. Wanted to post more about my trainings and stuff, but i suppose not many are really interested in army stuff. It's always revolves around the same things. But i decided to make this post in case i don't get to book out this coming weekend due to live firing on Sunday. Saturday is polling day though, hope we get to book out on Friday night. If not, this shall be the post for the next 2 weeks.

Till then.