i was running happily at east coast this morning when i think i saw the president. i thought ok this must be some normal citizen going for a jog with his friend. when i got closer, my comrades start greeting him, oh and then i realise his friend was the bodyguard. a few metres i start to see police vans. and yep it was the president.

am not sure whether to call this guy stubborn or idiot or dumb. maybe all. the train was one minute, maybe less, away from reaching the station and this dude is standing with his feet quarter off the ledge of the platform and i was wearing my uniform. as a responsible and trained officer of the singapore armed forces(haha). it was my duty to double my pace and knock him down(punish) in front of the public whom decided to talk amongst themselves not taking any action but just wait and be kiasu to see what happens next. well of course, the punishing didnt happen, i did remind him and he steps back slightly before the train zooms past. and he said thanks. while i was cursing badly inside.

sorry.

Peace

before i forget this. i was sitting around with my colleagues during lunch in the middle of nowhere and as usual random conversation comes in, like from getting demerit points to branded bags stewardess use and then came this. one of the guys start talking about girls(the usual, cfms etc) they discussed something about girls reaching a stage where theres this aura of attractiveness that makes the male go woo. ok im using my term, screw me if you want to. and out of the blue, they told me theres a malay word for it. i said dara at first. however, they insisted that the word starts from the letter g. so it kept me thinking for a day till i got the answer.

"siapa kata gadis melayu tak menawan, tak menarik hati, tiada memikat..." haha. macam you tau.

eee naik bulu roma aku.

the board(bored) of fame.

Peace

these two pictures reminded me some of the worst experiences. its not that long ago. and it made me somewhat regret still. it still fresh in the mind on how i panickly got over the radio. the thought of being lost deep inside with thunderstorms that kept me slipping into the river full of leeches. i almost lost an eye in the thick vegetation. i was the gang leader then; bringing up the morale for team members is even harder when i had the thought of giving up. did i mention that i cried silently on one of my lonely nights? and all done, i was pissed and disappointed with myself of all the torture that went to waste. im just glad that dear pc was damn proud of me. a phase i will never forget.

"...if you had lost a man in a battle, dont let your morale down on the rest, the war still have to continue."

dude why am i even sharing this. i guess i just have to let this heart out. like i had mentioned earlier, its still caught up in the mind. it feels as if i have some unfinished business. nonetheless, i do have slight regrets over it.

Peace

work has been fine. erm. yep. only that i could not stand the distance to and fro camp and house. ill wake up early and end up finding myself drooling in the train. i should just stay in for the whole week but nobody wants to, and im coward enough to be the only one sleeping in the whole building. people here are great. that goes along to the facilities too. excellent. i love work.

i like mcspicy. it tastes just like her. yumm.

Peace

sale. go go go.

Peace

im watching over there the series. some stories of an attachment of soldiers in war torn iraq. i thought of an action flick throughout but guess i got it wrong. its more of elaboration on the emotions and experience of the soldiers there, and effects of family members and loved ones whos back home. quite interesting. yep. and it was aired on local channel 5, i think i missed it during bmt. but hey thanks to the internet mayune im watching it full steam.

so the hot season is here. half-full water bottle drink up.

miss you again. and again. and again.

Peace

meet one of my girlfriends. macam paham.

Peace