the days crawl by. at least i felt they did.

and with only a couple of days more before i dorn the starchy green outfit with the equally spunky hairstyle, my mind reaches a blur. sadly enough, it takes me fewer and fewer fingers to count the remaining days of civilian life, one brimming with distinctly vibrant boredom. i marvel at this lifestyle which i've adorned for the past few months, and it reeks of degrading physique and diminishing resolve to get moving again. a shake of the head, a depressed sigh and a guilty roll of the eyes. and i wonder, when exactly was my last p.e. lesson? the days of skiving off to the squash courts with a few other goons admist maths lectures quickly surface in my memory, and the vivid scenes of volleyball rallies bring back many smiles to say the least. i remember the audacious run around 6th avenue with pals fiona and nico, and oh yes, the insanely many many times i walked back the metophoric 8-mile home. so give and take a few more push ups, creative punishments, and vulgarities-spewing sergeants, a new life awaits in 13 days time.

and as disillusioning as it may sound, *pause*, life's like that.

heys. hmm i just called to talk to you about some stuff. well you know how life is, with its ups and downs and rollercoaster emotions. things have a nasty way of taking a turn for the unexpected, and sometimes surprises lie in wait for all of us, its hard to see what's heading your way. of course there are good surprises and bad ones, we win some and we lose some, just part and parcel of life. you know, i've been thinking about these things and i realised that friends are really important. they mould a major part of our character, and the footprints they leave behind somehow never get blown away by the chronological winds of time. good friendships have a lifetime guarantee and i guess you can always depend on a close friend in times of need. well a friend in need is a friend indeed ya? hehs i'm pretty happy with my lot now, and kinda contented. and even as an astute tenant always reads the small print, i like to take note of the nitty gritty things in life, because these minute details sometimes weight so much in importance. so all i called to say is that..

erm i gotta go, talk to you another time k!

*phone goes dead*

... that actually i do like you alot.

Can't seem to think of anything that is a more waste of time... 2 years of our precious lives...
Come on... positive thinking!!! I need counselling =X

and with a little luck, he'd post again. =)

yesterday was counselling session 3.

and so i sat on the couch. brown couch. cushioned. 4 legs. nicely supported. good hinges. soft. comfortable. good workmanship.

and then i fell when the doctor came in. it was painful, pride pricked hard. but i picked myself up alright n we casually exchanged pleasantries. so she started her normal routine, asking how are me's, how am i feeling's. and i just replied her normally. but a surge of anger rose up within me. i tried to subdue it but i lashed out all the same like a pent up volcano waiting to erupt. and bam. she bore the front of my anger. guilt entailed.

and then i fell again. again she asked the normal questions. but i didnt reply. i didnt scold her though. it was tough replying. why? the words just couldnt leave my mouth. it was like stammering, when in a classroom brimming with high tension and fixated gazes. and the teacher calls u, to answer. the teacher is a no-tolerance one, strict beyond any student's imagination. n u dun really noe the answer. that kinda stammering. the answer just wont come out. even tho i had the answers.. at the back of my tongue. i so badly wanted to just say the answers. but either i was being cautious. or i just couldnt say it out.

3rd time i fell. she asked normal questions. i replied. n i answered beautifully. elegant long answers. flowing sentences with perfect word structure. as though i had thought thru the answer a long time and merely regurgitated. and i would keep on elaborating my reply till she prompted me on to the next question. but soon, she stopped prompting me. and i suddenly realised that it was tough to reply anything. there were no more answers. no more beautiful sentences. no more perfect phrases. no more lovely quotes. my eyes searched for help but she wouldnt say anymore.

the day i fell at the doctor's.

what a week it has been! and only halfway thru it. (weekends are half the week)

ok lets summarize. -tinks-

monday. a wonderful opening to the week. met up with pals xiang, shian, yin, am for lunch. nice to see everyone again. we had afternoon tea at wheelock's nydc too! ahh, nothing beats a lovely mug of E=mc2 to make up for the months of intellectual dormency. later me n xiang wenta repair his fone cos his keypad apparently subscribes to the fact that it is a good servant and a bad master. it kinda doesnt type out anything when pressed. well we wenta play punch pool after that, not for money but for pride =DD its normally 50-50 between us.. hasta be some inexplicable reasoning behind that, cos its always the case. later on met up with jas and fio for our weekly monday night dinner and we ate at macs outside plaza sing. a hearty chat me maties! good for the soul cos we talk about anything and everything, pouring our hearts out. gee, will miss these outings when in 3 weeks time.. *gulp*

tuesday. spent the day at home and subjected my eyes to the wear and tear of the computer. and they say technology helps. =P hmms nothing unique save for the msn chats at night when people come on. *grin* oh yes! of late, (F) on msn happens to have gained currency, and i have yet to understand the controversy between choosing hardcopy and softcopy. 'nuff said. =)

wednesday. met up with 14 of my primary sch pals at glass house fish n co. oh man wat a crazy time we had there. under my incitement, jon went to ask the waitress for her hp number for mark's sake. she said no. cos she was working so she asked for mark's hp number instead! he was reluctant x 100, but someone else sabohed him n gave. so there.. lol. but she sure was pretty. we went dota-ing after that at paradiz, and met 7b shanyong there! omg dota pro!! well we played from 1030 to 1145 intially. and geoffrey was so hyped up after using sand king he wanted another game. and we all know that a dota game lasts at least an hour long. fantastic. so we whacked TWO more games till 1+ am, and stood foolishly outside 7-11 discussing our modes of transport home. n when i finally reached home, i went online till 4. *sheepish*

thursday. merry men from s33 came over to me humble abode to stay. pals hum, xiang, fio, shian came over and we MISSED the first 15 minutes of chase. *shakes head, wallowing in self guilt* well this was bcos i met hum, fio, and shian first, then we ate zhi char at bukit timah market. den after buying drinks at shell kiosk, we realised, to horrors of horrors, or rather mostly to fio's horror, ok maybe mine too =X, that we had about 3-4 minutes to chase starting. nice. panic struck! cabbed back to my place desperately, and had a delightful conversation with a bilingual talkative cabbie driver, which i could engage successfully half the time. =X the gals didnt stayover, so the 3 goons remaining took to watching love actually thruout the night and eating ice cream, of which hum succumbed to fatique like 45 mins into the show and visited zzz-land. wasted right! he missed the 'what i want for Christmas' song, but i watched it for your sake, am. *grin* well we slept at like 3 den woke at 6 cos hum didnt wanna awol from his work. ohh the desperate pleas and enticing chants of slumber me and xiang put forth to hum to make him take leave. but his resolve to play his part for SAF was undiminished by our alluring words! and with that, we dragged ourselves outta the house...

friday. after sending the 2 off, i returned (immediately) to my slumber. and awoke at 12-ish. head was slightly spinning, akin to the time i downed the virgin glass of vodka in noob-like fashion. positively intense, yet passing. went into couch potatoe mode for bulk of the day, and haf been online till now. ahh msn, let your fingers do the talking, literally. a nice smile to myself, with blissful thoughts of being carefree running through my mind, for now.

life after retirement.. should be like this.

the early bird gets the worm, but the second mouse gets the cheese.

chew on it. =)

these are my reflections.

Age, mankind's inborn characteristic. ok the wierd thing is youth wanna look old and vice versa. oh, how people try to turn back the hands of time, or for that matter, try to look more chronologically gifted. which is of course, impossible to do so. but we all resolve in our hearts that 'impossible is nothing', dont we? and as such, for those that try to, either find out the hard way that time waits for no man.. or are just poor fashion statements with tampered faces. i still recall the good old days of youthful erm.. innocence back in my secondary school, with an entire bunch of like-minded goons.. playing soccer in class and thus breaking fire extinguishers, which happen to cost 70 bucks, to my wallet's dismay. oh i also realised that these extinguishers are quite value for money, they happen to store quite alotta white fast-hardening powder which can dirty the classroom floor in a short period of time. well they say that u learn new things in school everyday. i guess its true. *grinx*

Blessings, disguised calamities or whatnot. ns will be a blessing if you maintain an ingrained postitive attitude, and i guess there're not many other places that offer free food, pay, lodging, a tan, daily exercise, and a wealth of experience on a compulsory basis. so give and take (alot), it is a blessing. and with that, the disillusioned partners will be halved in manpower effectively, or at least for the next two weeks. dam i hate to sound gay, but will miss nic to an extent. and with a sinister smile, we will be awaiting his madeover hair, or whats left of it =D the everyday msn chats till unearthly hours, yes we do talk through the night till about 5am.. when the sun starts to peek through the gloomy dark night sky.. but its during these insane hours that nic does show a totally different side to himself! its true! stay up late on msn next time! he does get a little tipsy on fatique at times and rants on about.. silly stuff, which i quietly note down and bastardize for future blackmail =D

Class, my class. 25 professionals, be it slack or what have you. the nice thing is everyone has a story revolving around them, and as such its so easy to train THE arctic on someone. er hum. er hem. this week saw a fresh bout of outings and gatherings. we met up quite abit this week, since the ns passing out for the jan intake peeps was underway. thursday saw me at work with pals fiona and nic. yes we counted vehicles at a cross junction. it was all high octane entertainment, and we got enough data to do our very own statistics question and sufficient carbon monoxide to circulate our lungs *beams* but it was all very enjoyable, except i missed the first 20 minutes of chase cos we dismissed at 8+. and that is an unforgivable crime~. nooooo... back to the point, friendship transcends boundaries of a depicted group and i have yet to thank a few other pals for their relentless support and friendship or for just being there, like jas, kelvin, drizzle, angel.. it was nice talking to everyone again. *smiles*

and thats how life is. simple as ABC.

i shall compromise and write a short entry.

thanks everybody for the encouragement and advice.
as for my will (as suggested by hum), i'll leave everything to MYSELF!! even if i die, i'll bring everything down or up with me =X

anyway, see you all in 2 weeks (nia~). goodnight. ZzZzZz

*dungeons and crap*

and so he started...

ohhh... what is left in this world...
there can only be one outcome!
but would the warrior take to the task?!
it seems daunting and the path makes him weary
but his weather beaten face stands tall
in the face of danger he smiles
in the breath of monsters he smirks
there is no danger
he ascends slowly but surely
the willpower to succeed is so great
he cannot afford to slip up any point along the way
with the great sword in his hand and with his arcane powers
he descends a blast of fiery magic!
a whirl of his great sword and thousands fall
but what canst break his faint heart
ahh none the less but the fair maiden

but alas! the maiden has been brainwashed!
the seed of evil slowly maturing in her heart
she is defecting to the evil side!
there exist none like the heinous crimes she hath committed
during charity drives raised for the poor
she took a portion of the cash raised...
it was a hidden act but heinous all the same...
ahhh the seed of evil slowly gave birth
and now it was a full blown facade of treachery and evil
all splayed out within maiden's upright personality
the clash of both alter egos
caused her to falter between good and evil
there had to be someone who could save her!
there arose this warrior!
who hailed from a miniscule village
it was on the outskirts of the rain town
he grew strong and mighty
trained through mundane physical tasks
he took to swordplay
and his sword skills soon attained new levels which were beyond comparison
goondasami, his magic teacher, also guided him through months of intense preparation
and his arcane powers were well refined and polished
to the extent whereby he needed a mere incantation
to bring a bolt of lightning down from the sky
it was a magical moment for the pugilistic society
and only through the righteous upbringing of the warrior cum paladin
could she be rescued and the two be reunited
so they battle! en garde!
the warrior started off simple
he sat down and started to sleep
ohh the slumber tactic worked well
looks like the training he refined over the months had paid off
the demoness totally stunned by this act of slackerdity
was caught unawares!
the paladin immediately revived himself from stasis and took his great sword!
and with a mighty thrust he thrust it into her fine body
ahhh, the scream!
the demoness, with a final yelp, breathed her last
was that to be the end of the good and evil maiden?!?!

oh no.
with that last thrust, the maiden fell
and the evil was slowly being purged from her frail body
the evil slowly seeped out, leaving only goodness in her body
she was becoming of good stature once again!
she slowly stood up. no blood. no gore.
it was erected by her will to stand up
and as such the paladin and the special character stood face to face
the paladin looked into the face of the maiden
ohh the sheer beauty took him off his feet
he dropped his great sword to the ground
with a thunderous clang sounding through the air
the two gazed into each other's faces
and the paladin exclaimed!
the sheer beauty!! he couldn't believe his eyes!
and the fair maiden took the paladin's hand
and placed it upon her own.
they lived happily ever after.

something more for you to think about~~

A man walks up to you and says - "everything I say to you is the truth." Is he telling you the truth or is he lying?

all in an effort to keep FRIDAY out of our minds =)

and so it boils down, to that little slip of paper we're gonna take on friday. so much said in so little. short but sweet, direct yet deadly. a tentative sigh, a nonchalent roll of the eyes, an excited gasp, ahh the various expressions pertaining to the 4th of march 2005, to an extent, deserve a soft sympathetic chuckle.. all unexpected yet expected. well the day has passed with hearts, or at least mine, all beating at accelerated rates, for the more i try not to think about it the more i do. and then i wonder when i last had such a heavy dosage of adrenaline. my memory takes me back to the last day of the A's, oh.. the comforting relief of that afternoon wafting in the air, teasing our senses, playing itself countless times over in our heads, as we sat through that gruelling one hour physics design through stormy rainy weather with resounding thunder as musical accompaniment, awaiting the official closure of junior college life, and such was a finale of grandeur and splendour. i admit, i never looked at my watch so many times in a single sitting before. and the mere look of joy on everyone's faces after that, the smiles and laughter, constituate a big part of life's intangible and priceless assets. i dare not speak further about this friday, for things have a way of turning out unexpected, be it for better or for worse. as yin would proclaim 'just try to enjoy these few days ba!' try =) here's something for you to think about. be safe~

A man walks up to you and says - "everything I say to you is a lie." Is he telling you the truth or is he lying?

thank you everybody.

Weather remains excruciatingly vital as many days are torrid from lack of precipitation. As we proceed with continual neglect towards maintaining our surrounding ecological assets, there will arise a need to maintain a distinct schedule for caring for our physical environment, but due to a shortage of financial support, many residents can barely lift a finger to aid in the fight to reduce biological damage. Fire can be started with a careless and inconsiderate action, so people will have to be receptive to addressing the issues involving negligience of environmental safety. Therefore, we undertake several tasks to fulfill the pledge that many have subscribed to. For example, numerous groups and people involved in this project have come to a conclusion to resolve this pertaining issue, and decided to put aside all differences to work towards a better and more prospectful land. In conclusion, fire is a dangerous tool when irresponsibly and carelessly utilised, as experiences have shown. The outcome awaits you. The end.

nico angelix

this is one of our more creative works. we practically created a test for colour-blindness. yupz, can you see the number 69 in there? only goes to show bored we were. and i have to apologise for generous usage of prepositions =X