Yeah.. I miss you too :) Lots.

Parents

This is some sort of a tribute to my parents, and I guess, to all parents. They love me (us) truly, madly, deeply.

My parents have been under alot of stress from work. I guess this isn't something new, they've been really stressed out from work all this while. But it's the constant reminder that they're working so terribly hard to pay for my and my sister's education and future, that keeps touching my heart. It is us that drives them to endure all these hardships, maintains their bitter desire to wake up at six every morning, just to prepare for work.

It is easy to say all (most???) parents love their children, but it is only as a child, that I can say I've experienced it, and really understand the meaning of a father's and mother's fiercely unselfish and fervently devoted love. It still saddens me to see them stressed after work, sometimes easily irritated and cranky, and arguing about trifle and unimportant matters.

God loved the world so much He gave us His only son. I guess parents love their children just as much, willing to sacrifice anything for them. For us.

Yay for parents. Sighs for the hard work they put in.

Isn't it time you did something special for your mum and dad?

The past week..

Camp was boring the past few days, with me participating in a ridiculous 'Amazing Race' for the commanders of my unit, us being split into groups, each given an EZ-link card, and made to run all over Singapore to visit 7 War Memorial spots in total. Travelling from Choa Chu Kang to Changi chapel takes something like 15 mins walk, 10 mins wait, 25 mins bus ride, 10 mins walk/wait, 55 mins MRT ride from Choa Chu Kang to Tenah Merah, another 10 mins wait and a 15 mins bus ride to the war memorial, giving a grand total of 2 hours and 20 minutes. You can imagine what the rest of my journey was like.

I'm now posted back to workshop, so I get to work on the tanks again. It's really much for fun than staying in the office and reading newspapers. Now you know what clerks do.

Dinner on Thursday at Yoshinoya with Bee was great, eating and talking and walking around, and spending -quiet- time at this small park opposite the Istana, near a cafe.. a Giraffe cafe! How cute..

Stolen...

I opened my chest one day, and saw
my heart, my precious heart, wasn't there anymore.
Vanished, gone without a trace,
I stared inside in a blurry daze.

Who has stolen my heart in the night,
with such speed and stealth, made it take flight?

It must be her eyes (that stole my heart),
look how they dazzle, twinkle and entice.
Stars are born in her every glance,
universes come to existance, fiery cosmic lights dance,
leaving me spellbound, captivated and consumed,
spending eternity in an endless trance.

It must be her touch (that stole my heart),
the soft, cool feel as her skin presses to mine,
like Beauty(Rose)'s petals, as our arms intertwine,
bridging gaps of infinite galaxies in that single connection,
in that brief moment, space and time stand motionless,
and all is lost in an embrace so fine.

As I peer into my chest,
I presently notice all that is left,
are a hundred ways of letting you see,
how beautiful you are to me.

Stupid SAF

Disclaimer: Bitching and more coarse language to follow

Lots more bitching to do: I tried asking my officer in charge if I could stay out, and his reply, to my dismay (dismay??? I'm about to turn murderous, dismay is way underquoting my frustration), was that I had to stay in, in case he needed people at 2am, and I couldn't make it back to camp in time due to a traffic jam. (WHAT KIND OF F***ING RETARDED REASON IS THAT??? BLOODY F***ING IDIOT)

I tried approaching the MO, telling him about my PES status (which was, only sedentary work in bases), and all he could tell me was, I'm sorry but your PES status doesn't mean you can't stay in, and there is no medical reason that you have to stay out. He was terribly unhelpful for an MO, and I think he is just as brainless as the rest of them.

Ok, bottomline is, army people ARE brainless. That's a very fair assumption to make. Ok, I guess as to all things, there are exceptions, and so, MOST SAF personnel are brainless. That includes me, because my brain is degenerating due to lack of usage. My job for the past few days is to hang around at another camp to 'help' them, but basically, I do absolutely nothing but watch things happen around me. It's unbelievably dumb and unproductive, when I can do so much more with my time. I mean, even if I went jogging or did some exercise, it'd be 100x more productive than what I do in that camp, which is ABSOLUTELY NOTHING.

My holidays are -SO- ruined, thanks to these bastards. And to add to the problem, I dropped my phone into water, and now it's spoilt! Just great.

On the bright side, friday evening was the highlight of my week. Went to PastaMania to eat, then took a nice long stroll down Orchard, chatting and watching the crowds go past, commenting on hot girls and fashion. Really great evening.

Went to Sitex to walk around, and I SO want new speakers (and a DVD writer, and an mp3 player like an iPod Nano or a Creative Zen and lots of other stuff). I saw gleamingly nice speakers!! Ooohhh...
I need a new phone too. Sighs. I want to win 4D.