Agnus Dei~
Halleluiah, Halleluiah
For the lord God almighty reigns
Halleluiah, Halleluiah
For the lord God almighty reigns
Halleluiah
Holy, holy are you lord God almighty
Worthy is the lamb
Worthy is the lamb
You are holy, holy
Are you lord God almighty
Worthy is the lamb
Worthy is the lamb
Amen
Wednesday, October 19, 2005
Wednesday, October 12, 2005
Welcome~
Welcome to School of Logistics. Enter the camp via the main gate into Seletar Camp, exit the roundabout on the 2nd road, pass the kingfisher club and some greens of the Seletar Golf Course, and wah lau(viola~) you've reached School of Logistics. We have nice colonial looking buildings, which only have maximum of 2 storeys, so don't worry abt climbing so many flight of stairs. Just on the east side of the compound, is Seletar Airport runway. You can frequently see private jets take off and land on the runway. Heard stars from Hollywood use this Airport instead of Changi, for more privacy. Maybe we can catch a glimpse of them. To the south is the golf course. Relax and take a chill on your office balcony and watch those golfers tee off. Just don't get hit by..... "Incoming!!". Well, that's all for scenary. We have prepared a nice room for you complete with your personal table, cabinet, wadrobe, drawers, shoe rack and personal computer. If you need any other things, feel free to drop a call to our friendly RQ, (a little thunderous though). For admin matters, you can find our pretty Docu IC. Oh you better book and appt with her though. Everytime i went to see her, she is always busy attending to other guys (ahem). If you feel like staying for the night, we are more than welcome to give you a room. Comes fully airconditioned, you have a wide variety of rooms to choose from. From the very exclusive ones which you will have your personal staircase leading up to your room, to the spooky ones. Of course, as this is only your first few days in SOL, pls feel free to look around, get to know the area well and also the people. There is only more to discover. Have a gd day!
Welcome to School of Logistics. Enter the camp via the main gate into Seletar Camp, exit the roundabout on the 2nd road, pass the kingfisher club and some greens of the Seletar Golf Course, and wah lau(viola~) you've reached School of Logistics. We have nice colonial looking buildings, which only have maximum of 2 storeys, so don't worry abt climbing so many flight of stairs. Just on the east side of the compound, is Seletar Airport runway. You can frequently see private jets take off and land on the runway. Heard stars from Hollywood use this Airport instead of Changi, for more privacy. Maybe we can catch a glimpse of them. To the south is the golf course. Relax and take a chill on your office balcony and watch those golfers tee off. Just don't get hit by..... "Incoming!!". Well, that's all for scenary. We have prepared a nice room for you complete with your personal table, cabinet, wadrobe, drawers, shoe rack and personal computer. If you need any other things, feel free to drop a call to our friendly RQ, (a little thunderous though). For admin matters, you can find our pretty Docu IC. Oh you better book and appt with her though. Everytime i went to see her, she is always busy attending to other guys (ahem). If you feel like staying for the night, we are more than welcome to give you a room. Comes fully airconditioned, you have a wide variety of rooms to choose from. From the very exclusive ones which you will have your personal staircase leading up to your room, to the spooky ones. Of course, as this is only your first few days in SOL, pls feel free to look around, get to know the area well and also the people. There is only more to discover. Have a gd day!
Saturday, October 08, 2005
Philosophically..
you will have to know everything, and experience everything to prove that there is no God. However, this statement is inherently contradictory as if you know everything and experience everything, you are indeed God. God is omnipresent, omnipotent, and omniscient.
If science is truly an honest attempt to discover the truth, then it will but only bring us closer to God.
you will have to know everything, and experience everything to prove that there is no God. However, this statement is inherently contradictory as if you know everything and experience everything, you are indeed God. God is omnipresent, omnipotent, and omniscient.
If science is truly an honest attempt to discover the truth, then it will but only bring us closer to God.
Monday, October 03, 2005
Rough Sailing~
Today was one of the roughest Monday's ever. Have u ever been into 4 meetings, 1 of which is chaired by yourself? Nama... Not only did i not get posted to G4, my posting has been delayed for 1 week, and i'll be going to school of Logistics to fufil my initial role as the Training Coordinating Officer there. At this point of of time, i'd take it man. This morning, my S1 msg me saying that she will be on MC, not noeing what will be installed for me. Later did i realise that she has 3 meetings today. And i'll have to rep her in all 3. Besides the fact that i chaired a monthly welfare meeting for her, which she failed to chair for her a little over a year stint at the unit. Plus all the problems that the branch has, which is slowly surfacing to greet me in the face. You noe, the chinese say "Shui3 luo4 shi2 chu1" Everything can see liao. If not for the happy weekend, my head would have exploded due to the pressure that is contained in it
Saturday was very fruitful, spent the whole day helping Sarah's brother move stuff as he was moving house. I realised the feeling of having someone helping you shift house. It just can't be described. Especially when the person don't really noe you, but u offer to lend a helping hand, to help out.i felt the appreciation of that when i helped him that day. It is just great ya noe. Something money can't buy.Knowing that someone actually appreciates what you do for him. Manchester won on the weekend. Seeing someone like Park play at his best really thrilled me. What i like abt him is he's hardworking man. really gd work ethics and work rate. Created all 3 of United's goals. if he doesn't start in the next match, u noe there's some racial discrimination going on somewhere down there. Sunday, went to eat "Sum lou hor fun", "ha chiong kai", "XO yu pian mi fen", "xiang gang jie lan" and "hei zhou" with James, Puang, and Karfai, my best friends in 3 dsmb. Will miss them when i go. 4 more days, and counting.
Tough times don't last, tough men do
Today was one of the roughest Monday's ever. Have u ever been into 4 meetings, 1 of which is chaired by yourself? Nama... Not only did i not get posted to G4, my posting has been delayed for 1 week, and i'll be going to school of Logistics to fufil my initial role as the Training Coordinating Officer there. At this point of of time, i'd take it man. This morning, my S1 msg me saying that she will be on MC, not noeing what will be installed for me. Later did i realise that she has 3 meetings today. And i'll have to rep her in all 3. Besides the fact that i chaired a monthly welfare meeting for her, which she failed to chair for her a little over a year stint at the unit. Plus all the problems that the branch has, which is slowly surfacing to greet me in the face. You noe, the chinese say "Shui3 luo4 shi2 chu1" Everything can see liao. If not for the happy weekend, my head would have exploded due to the pressure that is contained in it
Saturday was very fruitful, spent the whole day helping Sarah's brother move stuff as he was moving house. I realised the feeling of having someone helping you shift house. It just can't be described. Especially when the person don't really noe you, but u offer to lend a helping hand, to help out.i felt the appreciation of that when i helped him that day. It is just great ya noe. Something money can't buy.Knowing that someone actually appreciates what you do for him. Manchester won on the weekend. Seeing someone like Park play at his best really thrilled me. What i like abt him is he's hardworking man. really gd work ethics and work rate. Created all 3 of United's goals. if he doesn't start in the next match, u noe there's some racial discrimination going on somewhere down there. Sunday, went to eat "Sum lou hor fun", "ha chiong kai", "XO yu pian mi fen", "xiang gang jie lan" and "hei zhou" with James, Puang, and Karfai, my best friends in 3 dsmb. Will miss them when i go. 4 more days, and counting.
Tough times don't last, tough men do
Wednesday, September 28, 2005
Leaving Behind~
Many talk about the feeling of being left behind, the feeling of being lost, the feeling of isolation, feeling of not having anyone there to talk to, to confide in, to laugh with. Have you ever thought of the feeling of leaving behind someone? Either to the greener pastures, or the reddish mountains(sorry of my lack of vocab) ? That feeling, is in my opinion, as torturing, as painful as the feeling of being left behind. On Monday, i learnt that i will get posted out of my current unit, 3 DSMB next Monday, to G4 army MINDEF(still pending on the outcome of my CO and S1's persuasion with G4 to keep me). First thought in my mind: I wouldn't mind to post out actually, from the amt of work im getting(very little, and im on workaholic pls), and the amt of politics my branch has. I just can't seem to cope with that. This may be a God given posting to me, to a better place? Wouldn't know yet. Second thought: I'll be leaving behind a few good men. Although my appointment does not enable me to chiong sua and be some garang pc in the field, the kind of battle that we are fighting in the admin department is also not a stroll in the park. In fact, it might be even worse, given that the battle we fight is continuous ,without air to breathe at times. The pple that have battled for me and with me during our most difficult times. Pple like Puang (not Tuang) who is always there to provide support and always worrying, at times unecessarily, but more often than not, meant good, who single handedly gao tim the bn's PDS stuff. Not to forget James, the trustworthy right handman, having a brain of Pentium Z equivalent(coming out in the year 2040), doing things at lightning speed, making the impossible possible, and never saying no to anything. Chan, James understudy, who is not undergoin artillery fire, but taking it all like a man(although James and i get some of the repercussions). My hats off to all of them. Without them, life in my present unit would certainly be dull and monotonous. Now, i'll have to leave them behind, to move on. Unbearable, but manageable.(am i contradicting myself?). G4 army, here i come.
No man gets left behind
Many talk about the feeling of being left behind, the feeling of being lost, the feeling of isolation, feeling of not having anyone there to talk to, to confide in, to laugh with. Have you ever thought of the feeling of leaving behind someone? Either to the greener pastures, or the reddish mountains(sorry of my lack of vocab) ? That feeling, is in my opinion, as torturing, as painful as the feeling of being left behind. On Monday, i learnt that i will get posted out of my current unit, 3 DSMB next Monday, to G4 army MINDEF(still pending on the outcome of my CO and S1's persuasion with G4 to keep me). First thought in my mind: I wouldn't mind to post out actually, from the amt of work im getting(very little, and im on workaholic pls), and the amt of politics my branch has. I just can't seem to cope with that. This may be a God given posting to me, to a better place? Wouldn't know yet. Second thought: I'll be leaving behind a few good men. Although my appointment does not enable me to chiong sua and be some garang pc in the field, the kind of battle that we are fighting in the admin department is also not a stroll in the park. In fact, it might be even worse, given that the battle we fight is continuous ,without air to breathe at times. The pple that have battled for me and with me during our most difficult times. Pple like Puang (not Tuang) who is always there to provide support and always worrying, at times unecessarily, but more often than not, meant good, who single handedly gao tim the bn's PDS stuff. Not to forget James, the trustworthy right handman, having a brain of Pentium Z equivalent(coming out in the year 2040), doing things at lightning speed, making the impossible possible, and never saying no to anything. Chan, James understudy, who is not undergoin artillery fire, but taking it all like a man(although James and i get some of the repercussions). My hats off to all of them. Without them, life in my present unit would certainly be dull and monotonous. Now, i'll have to leave them behind, to move on. Unbearable, but manageable.(am i contradicting myself?). G4 army, here i come.
No man gets left behind
Monday, September 26, 2005
The Beginning of the End~
Luke 21:25-26 says,
"There will be signs in the sun, moon and stars. On the earth, nations will be in anguish and perplexity at the roaring and tossing of the sea. Men will faint from terror, apprehensive of what is coming on the world for the heavenly bodies will be shaken."
Luke 21:25-26 says,
"There will be signs in the sun, moon and stars. On the earth, nations will be in anguish and perplexity at the roaring and tossing of the sea. Men will faint from terror, apprehensive of what is coming on the world for the heavenly bodies will be shaken."
Friday, September 23, 2005
Busy~
Life has been quite busy recently. To a certain extent, busy in a good way.At least im spending my time fruitfully, rather than wasting it away in front of the television or the computer. Not saying that watching tv or surfing the net is wasting time. But in fact i think watching television can be quite informative and eye opening. Especially with the wide variety of programs we have on cable television these days. Well, anyway just finished SAFSA training, had a feeling of what its like to slowly get back from scratch, from the 2 weeks of laying off from any physical activity after AHM( i was just exhausted from all the running). Going for a church 24 hour prayer renewal tonight, where my small group will be staying over in church until tomorrow 8pm! And then will be catching up with Sarah Pang, my fellow RJBT Captain. Well, she's one of the few gals that is in the same frequency as i am, and really feel comfortable working and talking with her. Haven't met up for some time, hence the meeting.
B-U-S-Y- Busy Under Satan's Yoke??
Life has been quite busy recently. To a certain extent, busy in a good way.At least im spending my time fruitfully, rather than wasting it away in front of the television or the computer. Not saying that watching tv or surfing the net is wasting time. But in fact i think watching television can be quite informative and eye opening. Especially with the wide variety of programs we have on cable television these days. Well, anyway just finished SAFSA training, had a feeling of what its like to slowly get back from scratch, from the 2 weeks of laying off from any physical activity after AHM( i was just exhausted from all the running). Going for a church 24 hour prayer renewal tonight, where my small group will be staying over in church until tomorrow 8pm! And then will be catching up with Sarah Pang, my fellow RJBT Captain. Well, she's one of the few gals that is in the same frequency as i am, and really feel comfortable working and talking with her. Haven't met up for some time, hence the meeting.
B-U-S-Y- Busy Under Satan's Yoke??
Tuesday, September 13, 2005
Learning Crisis~
Has anyone encountered a learning crisis? Learning crisis is(imo) the wanting to learn so many different things, but by one's own ability, only able to learn a certain amount during a fixed period of time. Recently i have this urge to learn/pick up a few things, namely computer hardware, C++ programming, traditional chinese medicine, furthering my guitar skills, ride a bike and roller blading. Suddenly felt very passionate abt learning all these things. I did some self relfection, and came up with a conclusion. Probably because in my whole teen life(probably childhood as well), i have only learnt 2 things. TO study and to play badminton. Devoted all my time on it, in my standards excelled in it.Moreover, having been trg in the army for almost 2 years now, with my brain rotting away, getting "haywired" Someone probably pressed the "Emergency button" to allow me to "wake my idea up" and get things going again.The "badminton" part of my brain is telling me to let it rest and ease a little Now, there seems to be a vacuum in my head that's crying to be filled up. The "other skills department" Its like the workers in that department have just woken up from a deep slumber, now just waitinng to get to work. Problem is, too many things to learn, too little time. Time is always the problem. At times i feel like there is too much time(the time inc pple keep sending me mails to subscribe to them), at times, too little. Hence, there must be a trade off somewhere. The economist in my brain , whois still in deep slumber, must draw the trade off graph and assist me to caculate the opportunity cost, for me to choose which activity to do, which activity to dump for later time slot, such that there will be learning optimization. If he can't help me do the maths and decide, i might have to call in the crisis management team. They're probably somewhere inside my brain..just need to find them. Crisis? Nah...
Has anyone encountered a learning crisis? Learning crisis is(imo) the wanting to learn so many different things, but by one's own ability, only able to learn a certain amount during a fixed period of time. Recently i have this urge to learn/pick up a few things, namely computer hardware, C++ programming, traditional chinese medicine, furthering my guitar skills, ride a bike and roller blading. Suddenly felt very passionate abt learning all these things. I did some self relfection, and came up with a conclusion. Probably because in my whole teen life(probably childhood as well), i have only learnt 2 things. TO study and to play badminton. Devoted all my time on it, in my standards excelled in it.Moreover, having been trg in the army for almost 2 years now, with my brain rotting away, getting "haywired" Someone probably pressed the "Emergency button" to allow me to "wake my idea up" and get things going again.The "badminton" part of my brain is telling me to let it rest and ease a little Now, there seems to be a vacuum in my head that's crying to be filled up. The "other skills department" Its like the workers in that department have just woken up from a deep slumber, now just waitinng to get to work. Problem is, too many things to learn, too little time. Time is always the problem. At times i feel like there is too much time(the time inc pple keep sending me mails to subscribe to them), at times, too little. Hence, there must be a trade off somewhere. The economist in my brain , whois still in deep slumber, must draw the trade off graph and assist me to caculate the opportunity cost, for me to choose which activity to do, which activity to dump for later time slot, such that there will be learning optimization. If he can't help me do the maths and decide, i might have to call in the crisis management team. They're probably somewhere inside my brain..just need to find them. Crisis? Nah...
Sunday, September 11, 2005
AHM was...
To start it off, i couldn't sleep at the planned time of 830 which i had the intention of the day before, as i had to wake up at 345 to be able to make it in time to report to Padang by 430. It was probably the fault of the chicken essence that i took before the sleep...dunno what else would have kept me tossing and turning in bed. Next, breakfast was...1 kitkat, 1 milkybar, 1 piece of chocolate wafer, two Jacob's Cream Crackers and 1 can of Shark's Energy drink. I later realised that that too, was a mistake. Got down to the Padang, ready to roar. Thinking that i'll warm up during the first 2 click, warm up was minimal. (Hint) Next thing i knew, by the 3rd click, i was battling a stomach pain/stitch, dunno which one issit exactly, the feeling of things coming up my throat, which somehow i managed to suppress, and pesevere on. Just Dong. 15km mark, calves started to cramp up. Now i had to battle both the stomach ache and the cramps. Had to slow down quite alot to prevent the cramps from climaxing which would produce deadly effects, for those who know me well enough.Somehow, i just kept going, and going and going. The determination to complete the race, under 2hrs 5min(so that i can get my 12 dollar registration fee refund) was just not dying, not burning out. You might say that i'm Kiam, but its a goal to meet. Moreover, this was what i have been training for. On my best days, i can definitely clock below 2hrs 5 min. But circumstances change. Situations change. So, mustering all my strength, and moderating my pace to ease the cramps and stitches, i slowly counted down. 16km.....17km....18km.....19km...20km..21 km...the boards slowly passed by. Finally, the finishing line came to sight and i just ran for it. Finishing by 1hr 55min. At the finishing line, the words in my mind was only "Wah kau, kam pua shack.."Well, to many pple out there, it might be just a slightly above average timing, but fer me, knowing all the difficulties i face, it's an achievement. An achievement worth smiling in my heart for.
"Blessed is the man who perseveres under trial, because when he has stood the test, he will receive the crown of life that God has promised to those who love him."
-James 1:12
To start it off, i couldn't sleep at the planned time of 830 which i had the intention of the day before, as i had to wake up at 345 to be able to make it in time to report to Padang by 430. It was probably the fault of the chicken essence that i took before the sleep...dunno what else would have kept me tossing and turning in bed. Next, breakfast was...1 kitkat, 1 milkybar, 1 piece of chocolate wafer, two Jacob's Cream Crackers and 1 can of Shark's Energy drink. I later realised that that too, was a mistake. Got down to the Padang, ready to roar. Thinking that i'll warm up during the first 2 click, warm up was minimal. (Hint) Next thing i knew, by the 3rd click, i was battling a stomach pain/stitch, dunno which one issit exactly, the feeling of things coming up my throat, which somehow i managed to suppress, and pesevere on. Just Dong. 15km mark, calves started to cramp up. Now i had to battle both the stomach ache and the cramps. Had to slow down quite alot to prevent the cramps from climaxing which would produce deadly effects, for those who know me well enough.Somehow, i just kept going, and going and going. The determination to complete the race, under 2hrs 5min(so that i can get my 12 dollar registration fee refund) was just not dying, not burning out. You might say that i'm Kiam, but its a goal to meet. Moreover, this was what i have been training for. On my best days, i can definitely clock below 2hrs 5 min. But circumstances change. Situations change. So, mustering all my strength, and moderating my pace to ease the cramps and stitches, i slowly counted down. 16km.....17km....18km.....19km...20km..21 km...the boards slowly passed by. Finally, the finishing line came to sight and i just ran for it. Finishing by 1hr 55min. At the finishing line, the words in my mind was only "Wah kau, kam pua shack.."Well, to many pple out there, it might be just a slightly above average timing, but fer me, knowing all the difficulties i face, it's an achievement. An achievement worth smiling in my heart for.
"Blessed is the man who perseveres under trial, because when he has stood the test, he will receive the crown of life that God has promised to those who love him."
-James 1:12
Wednesday, September 07, 2005
Asian Satellite
The feeling of going into a tournament, not being able to perform to the fullest potential, really annoys me. Not having enough preparation, knowing that hey, i can do better than this, i can stretch this guy longer, i can last longer, i can be faster, more accurate, more deadly. I have this principle that whenever i take part in any tournament or any other things, i must have enough preparation, do the best i can in the things that i do, to excel in it. If not, i will feel quite pek chek.
Singles, Kena wack by this guy called Hendry Winarto, 3-15 10-15. Doubles, 3-15 7-15 by two Malaysians. Sincerely thought that if Weipin and I had better preparation for this (he bmt I trg for AHM), we would have won this game. But nevertheless, it was a gd experience, and i really cherish it.
The feeling of going into a tournament, not being able to perform to the fullest potential, really annoys me. Not having enough preparation, knowing that hey, i can do better than this, i can stretch this guy longer, i can last longer, i can be faster, more accurate, more deadly. I have this principle that whenever i take part in any tournament or any other things, i must have enough preparation, do the best i can in the things that i do, to excel in it. If not, i will feel quite pek chek.
Singles, Kena wack by this guy called Hendry Winarto, 3-15 10-15. Doubles, 3-15 7-15 by two Malaysians. Sincerely thought that if Weipin and I had better preparation for this (he bmt I trg for AHM), we would have won this game. But nevertheless, it was a gd experience, and i really cherish it.
Tuesday, September 06, 2005
Smashing~
Call me wierd, call me dumb, but well, let me choose between a weekday duty and a weekend duty, i'll take the latter. On Sunday, i did my first duty as an officer, it was fantastic. Actually, i have been secretly looking forward to this duty as i miss doing duty, especially on New Year's Eve. Daniel, my pri sch classmate and ocs mate would certainly relish the time we spend together on New Year's Eve and New Year's day in camp while others were partying their hearts out. Let me give you a rough idea of how i spent the day.
0800-1200 - Xbox
1200-1230 - lunch
1230-1500 - Xbox
1500- 1730 - Surf Net
1730-1800 - Dinner
1800 - 1900 - Security Patrol
1900- 2330- TV
Smashing ain't it? Besides the fact that i had to skip church. Would love to do another weekend duty(maybe saturday instead), as i love playing the Xbox. It seems that me keeping away from games for quite a period has suddenly unleased the gaming monster in me on Sunday. Maybe should get myself one of those cool black boxes.
On top of that, morale was high in my branch for the past two days. We had BK for lunch on Monday and KFC on Tuesday. Contemplating to chiong all the fast food outlets we can get our hands on for the rest of the week to make the record. Work load was relatively low, there are more pple in the branch(1 new clerk just came in) makin in more happending.
In the TODAY paper today, an article called "Who needs marriage" caught my eye. Its about the problem abt rising divorce rates, men getting more than a woman out of marriage, ie to a man she is a free maid, cook, child bearer and sex partner. To a woman? I dunno. Men cheating on their wives and committing adultery and the answer to those, cohabitation or polygamy. Settling together with no strings attached. One thing that really caught my eye was something called the cohabitation contract. Under it, the male isn't expected to care for his offspring. Society instead should ENABLE a woman to care for herself, providing her with housing benefits, maid benefits, etc etc. such that she can take care of her child on her own. Which means that in simple terms, guy sees girl. Guy and girl make friends, Guy and girl have interest in each other. Guys and girl "connects". Guy literally F***s Off. Wah la! Child is born. If guy, he'll turn out straight. If girl, chances of her turning lesbian, high(according to science, don't ask me why) Didn't noe whether those who came up with the idea of the cohabitation contract thought of the repercussions it might cause to society. What happened to the good old principles of loyalty and trust? Honoring the comittement? To me, the most important thing in a marriage is honoring the two words "i do" to the whole load of things the pastor said like "love her till ya death, take gd care of her blahh blah blah....." . So let's say the government ask all Singaporeans to choose between the "cohabitation contract" thing, and normal marriage thing in a survey and the results will determine whether it gets implemented. Which side on it will you be?Just some food for thought:)
Call me wierd, call me dumb, but well, let me choose between a weekday duty and a weekend duty, i'll take the latter. On Sunday, i did my first duty as an officer, it was fantastic. Actually, i have been secretly looking forward to this duty as i miss doing duty, especially on New Year's Eve. Daniel, my pri sch classmate and ocs mate would certainly relish the time we spend together on New Year's Eve and New Year's day in camp while others were partying their hearts out. Let me give you a rough idea of how i spent the day.
0800-1200 - Xbox
1200-1230 - lunch
1230-1500 - Xbox
1500- 1730 - Surf Net
1730-1800 - Dinner
1800 - 1900 - Security Patrol
1900- 2330- TV
Smashing ain't it? Besides the fact that i had to skip church. Would love to do another weekend duty(maybe saturday instead), as i love playing the Xbox. It seems that me keeping away from games for quite a period has suddenly unleased the gaming monster in me on Sunday. Maybe should get myself one of those cool black boxes.
On top of that, morale was high in my branch for the past two days. We had BK for lunch on Monday and KFC on Tuesday. Contemplating to chiong all the fast food outlets we can get our hands on for the rest of the week to make the record. Work load was relatively low, there are more pple in the branch(1 new clerk just came in) makin in more happending.
In the TODAY paper today, an article called "Who needs marriage" caught my eye. Its about the problem abt rising divorce rates, men getting more than a woman out of marriage, ie to a man she is a free maid, cook, child bearer and sex partner. To a woman? I dunno. Men cheating on their wives and committing adultery and the answer to those, cohabitation or polygamy. Settling together with no strings attached. One thing that really caught my eye was something called the cohabitation contract. Under it, the male isn't expected to care for his offspring. Society instead should ENABLE a woman to care for herself, providing her with housing benefits, maid benefits, etc etc. such that she can take care of her child on her own. Which means that in simple terms, guy sees girl. Guy and girl make friends, Guy and girl have interest in each other. Guys and girl "connects". Guy literally F***s Off. Wah la! Child is born. If guy, he'll turn out straight. If girl, chances of her turning lesbian, high(according to science, don't ask me why) Didn't noe whether those who came up with the idea of the cohabitation contract thought of the repercussions it might cause to society. What happened to the good old principles of loyalty and trust? Honoring the comittement? To me, the most important thing in a marriage is honoring the two words "i do" to the whole load of things the pastor said like "love her till ya death, take gd care of her blahh blah blah....." . So let's say the government ask all Singaporeans to choose between the "cohabitation contract" thing, and normal marriage thing in a survey and the results will determine whether it gets implemented. Which side on it will you be?Just some food for thought:)
Friday, September 02, 2005
The Way Things Work~
In the outside world, as in refering to world outside army(pardon me for the small world im in), money and profit runs things. For example, if you need help to create servers in your office and make everything IT based, hire the computer IT professionals, they will put in their heart and soul for the job. Why? Simply because if they don't do a gd job, u can sack them and hire other computer IT specialists who are waiting in line. If you need to print loads of brochures maybe for advertising purposes, go to the printing professionals and they'll do the job Swee swee for you, suited to your preference. Why? Simply because you can always choose to go to another printing company. The motivation them is profit making, earning money, so that their business can survive.
In the inside world( i should think that most of you should noe what it is), it is the opposite. If you call for a meeting, chances are, most of the pple you call will not come for your meeting. Instead, they will send representatives who will most probably listen to your ramblings for as long as you take and everything will come out the other ear and taken to be swept under the carpet(im exaggerating). i hear that outside if u call for a meeting and u don't attend it, it's your own problem as what is discussed in the meeting will be materialised, so if u weren't there you have no say in the output. Motivation factor? Maybe its the fear of getting "punished" by personnel of higher ranks. Maybe its the wanting to "score points". I dunno, but one thing is certain. In the army, your job is secure. There is no fear of losing your job. There is also no incentive to do extra. So what's the point? What is the point?
Im doing Duty this Sunday. Feels a bit wierd since i've not done duty for a very long time. First time doing kena weekend. Actually not i kena, its i swop with a friend. DOn't say i stupid first ah. Its cos this Sunday its his birthday, and he can't find anyone else to swop with him. Now don't say i very honorable ah. I mean, if im in his shoes, i will certainly feel like shit if im doing duty on my birthday. Birthday suppose to have off one leh, now no off some more kena duty. ALAMAK!Yeah, so that's why i took over loh. Anyway he agreed to do a weekend duty for me some time later if i kena one. So its fair trade, and that's only if i kena one weekend duty. But quite impossible, honestly, since im in the branch that plans duty, most prob won't kena. That's the way things work wat...hor? Sorry ah, suddenly feel very singaporean, so use a bit of singrish here okie? Gd.
In the outside world, as in refering to world outside army(pardon me for the small world im in), money and profit runs things. For example, if you need help to create servers in your office and make everything IT based, hire the computer IT professionals, they will put in their heart and soul for the job. Why? Simply because if they don't do a gd job, u can sack them and hire other computer IT specialists who are waiting in line. If you need to print loads of brochures maybe for advertising purposes, go to the printing professionals and they'll do the job Swee swee for you, suited to your preference. Why? Simply because you can always choose to go to another printing company. The motivation them is profit making, earning money, so that their business can survive.
In the inside world( i should think that most of you should noe what it is), it is the opposite. If you call for a meeting, chances are, most of the pple you call will not come for your meeting. Instead, they will send representatives who will most probably listen to your ramblings for as long as you take and everything will come out the other ear and taken to be swept under the carpet(im exaggerating). i hear that outside if u call for a meeting and u don't attend it, it's your own problem as what is discussed in the meeting will be materialised, so if u weren't there you have no say in the output. Motivation factor? Maybe its the fear of getting "punished" by personnel of higher ranks. Maybe its the wanting to "score points". I dunno, but one thing is certain. In the army, your job is secure. There is no fear of losing your job. There is also no incentive to do extra. So what's the point? What is the point?
Im doing Duty this Sunday. Feels a bit wierd since i've not done duty for a very long time. First time doing kena weekend. Actually not i kena, its i swop with a friend. DOn't say i stupid first ah. Its cos this Sunday its his birthday, and he can't find anyone else to swop with him. Now don't say i very honorable ah. I mean, if im in his shoes, i will certainly feel like shit if im doing duty on my birthday. Birthday suppose to have off one leh, now no off some more kena duty. ALAMAK!Yeah, so that's why i took over loh. Anyway he agreed to do a weekend duty for me some time later if i kena one. So its fair trade, and that's only if i kena one weekend duty. But quite impossible, honestly, since im in the branch that plans duty, most prob won't kena. That's the way things work wat...hor? Sorry ah, suddenly feel very singaporean, so use a bit of singrish here okie? Gd.
Monday, August 29, 2005
Monday Blues~
Today i really felt the full impact of Monday Blues. Draggin' my feet to work, not bothering to wear my contact lens, feeling flu-ish, sitting down on my chair staring at my screen for new mails that never came in. My mind totally somewhere else, everywhere else except work. Just didn't have the mood.....Like now...my mind is not with writing this blog. Its with chatting with Alvin, Dennis and Weijian, James on MSN. So many things to do, so little time. So many new things to learn, so little time. So many new pple to meet, so little time. Time and tide waits for no man. Hence, every hour, every min, every second, is so precious. God sent us down to earth for a purpose. Find that purpose, fufil it, and be fulfilled.
Today i really felt the full impact of Monday Blues. Draggin' my feet to work, not bothering to wear my contact lens, feeling flu-ish, sitting down on my chair staring at my screen for new mails that never came in. My mind totally somewhere else, everywhere else except work. Just didn't have the mood.....Like now...my mind is not with writing this blog. Its with chatting with Alvin, Dennis and Weijian, James on MSN. So many things to do, so little time. So many new things to learn, so little time. So many new pple to meet, so little time. Time and tide waits for no man. Hence, every hour, every min, every second, is so precious. God sent us down to earth for a purpose. Find that purpose, fufil it, and be fulfilled.
Thursday, August 25, 2005
TGIF~
Manchester United won 3-0 against Debrecen last night, to win 6-0 on aggregate to proceed to the group stages of the Champions League. In my humble opinion, they were anything but great. No flowing attack and looked shaky in defence. Probably cos they didn't play pple like park, keano, scholes and rooney. Nevertheless, they won. Its the results that count don't it? And great teams get results with sloppy play :)
Talking about producing results, how can one not see the difference between someone not producing results and someone producing loads of results? Favouritism blinds the judgemental sight of a person. The implications hurt the morale of the pple, and allow the "favourite" strut arnd, "act big". The attitude and laziness of one of my guys just frustrated me the entire week. If not for my cool headedness i would have told him " Eh wtf, you can't even settle a simple task within a deadline given, you go take 3 extra duties."
Duties...Recently i felt an urge to do anything that anyone task me to do in my unit. Maybe its a post Principle Staff Officer job syndrome. I even volunteered to take over 1 weekend duty for my other fellow officer, Lt Shawn, as it fell on his birthday. Honorable? or Foolish? Negative thinking aside, i would choose to think of the former.
Manchester United won 3-0 against Debrecen last night, to win 6-0 on aggregate to proceed to the group stages of the Champions League. In my humble opinion, they were anything but great. No flowing attack and looked shaky in defence. Probably cos they didn't play pple like park, keano, scholes and rooney. Nevertheless, they won. Its the results that count don't it? And great teams get results with sloppy play :)
Talking about producing results, how can one not see the difference between someone not producing results and someone producing loads of results? Favouritism blinds the judgemental sight of a person. The implications hurt the morale of the pple, and allow the "favourite" strut arnd, "act big". The attitude and laziness of one of my guys just frustrated me the entire week. If not for my cool headedness i would have told him " Eh wtf, you can't even settle a simple task within a deadline given, you go take 3 extra duties."
Duties...Recently i felt an urge to do anything that anyone task me to do in my unit. Maybe its a post Principle Staff Officer job syndrome. I even volunteered to take over 1 weekend duty for my other fellow officer, Lt Shawn, as it fell on his birthday. Honorable? or Foolish? Negative thinking aside, i would choose to think of the former.
Monday, August 22, 2005
The Car~Daihatsu Copen. Totally fell in love with it when i first saw it on 8 days.( Sorry ah, might be a bit slow, i don't really read car magazines.) For me, a car must possess 3 qualities. Looks, fuel consumption, price. This car certainly blows me away. Has killer looks, smooth and sleek. Fuel consumption wise, u can't really complain for a car that runs 18km per litre. This baby's got a 659cc capacity, around the same as the small little subaru vivio that my family owns. So efficient. So cool. So sweet. Pricewise, i wouldn't know. As the authorized dealer for daihatsu, Sin Tien Seng does not seem to bring in this car. I wouldn't buy a car that falls out of the $70,000 mark. It just doesn't seem logical. The more expensive the car, road tax would be more expensieve, maintenance would be more expensive, at least for the changing of tires. A bigger tire costs more ya noe. The amount spent on petrol will be more, exaggerated with the increase in oil prices. What else, would insurance coverage be more expensive? i dunno. To me, the car is a mode of transport. If it can bring you from one point to another point, with added convenience of time and flexibility compared to public transport, and with added safety and protection compared to motorcycles, it is sufficient. Why spend so much? All in all, the car is a liability, not an asset. Something reasonable would suffice :)
Wednesday, August 17, 2005
New Look~
How's my new look? I took this blog template from blogskins.com, after much effort spent browsing the web and the site for so many templates. Finally got one that i liked. There's still some touching up here and there, but i guess i'll just put it up first!:)
Anyway this week so far has been very fun and relaxed! My S1 is back and now at least there is a certain direction and authority in our branch. Unlike when i was leading, aimless and insecure. Since her return, i have moved out of her office, which i felt was a great barrier from me and the rest of the clerks. Now I have shifted to sit outside with the clerks, feeling more at ease and also more "re4 nao4 and qi4 fen4". Moreover, i'll have lesser mail in the future since she's back! that's great news so my account won't keep crashing anymore. My future within the branch is still shady at the moment. Although my Commanding Officer wants to keep me, I have to go someplace else if there's the calling. My job is done at 3 DMSB. It is finished.Can channel more effort and time to AHM training now. Ran 15km on Tuesday, in 1 hour 10 mins. Feeling great and in better shape. All i have to do now is to maintain my training pace for AHM in 11 Sep and i can get my 3 days off, for completing AHM in under 2hrs 45 min. Yay!!
How's my new look? I took this blog template from blogskins.com, after much effort spent browsing the web and the site for so many templates. Finally got one that i liked. There's still some touching up here and there, but i guess i'll just put it up first!:)
Anyway this week so far has been very fun and relaxed! My S1 is back and now at least there is a certain direction and authority in our branch. Unlike when i was leading, aimless and insecure. Since her return, i have moved out of her office, which i felt was a great barrier from me and the rest of the clerks. Now I have shifted to sit outside with the clerks, feeling more at ease and also more "re4 nao4 and qi4 fen4". Moreover, i'll have lesser mail in the future since she's back! that's great news so my account won't keep crashing anymore. My future within the branch is still shady at the moment. Although my Commanding Officer wants to keep me, I have to go someplace else if there's the calling. My job is done at 3 DMSB. It is finished.Can channel more effort and time to AHM training now. Ran 15km on Tuesday, in 1 hour 10 mins. Feeling great and in better shape. All i have to do now is to maintain my training pace for AHM in 11 Sep and i can get my 3 days off, for completing AHM in under 2hrs 45 min. Yay!!
Sunday, August 14, 2005
The Weekend~
It was largely aching due to the 17km run i had on Friday. The run, was super mental, super shaq, super long. The last time i ran prior to this run was like a week ago, and only 11km. By army standards, there's always "progressive training" and stuff so by right, i am not supposed to run 17km. But, it wouldn't make any sense to run 10km, cos the conducting only planned for 10km and 17km. So i threw every damn army training safety regulations out of the window, and took the "by left" route. It was a painful, excruciating run, but satisfying. Its all abt going the distance, believing in urself that u can do it, then JUST do it. Its been quite a while since i've tested my physical limits, by the fact that im not "chiong sua-ing" anymore. I kinda miss chiong sua days, chionging with my fellow section and pl mates, fighting the fight together, going through shit together, surviving it together.
Met RJBT on Sat night. Roy, Jasmine, Jeannie, Terence Tan & Wu, Weipin, Mr Wong, and myself turned up. Had fun catching up with Jeannie and the Wu Ge ge, not having the opportunity to meet them for quite a while. One in CHeena, one too busy with gf( but at least took this time to meet up, unlike someone else..).
Sunday, still had remnants of the muscle ache from the Friday run. Really appreciated the Pastor's sermon on the Parable of the good samaritan. Key takeaway: Having compassion for another fellow person, driven by the person's need, not his worth. And putting compassion into an act, as action speaks louder than words, and that is kindness. Kindness is the act of compassion. Don't worry, slowly digest if u r trying to catch wat i said. Anyway, didn't really do much after church. Just went to IKEA to do some shopping, then home to DIY the IKEA stuff, then tried to get some beat going on the drums, then played some songs on my guitar, then watching stealth, and now blogging. It would be an interesting week ahead, with more Army Half Marathon training to go, and SSC badminton tournament ongoing, plus work committement. Anyway, just hope that the week ahead would be a smashing one!
'Love the Lord your God with all your heart and with all your soul and with all your strength and with all your mind'; and, 'Love your neighbor as yourself.
It was largely aching due to the 17km run i had on Friday. The run, was super mental, super shaq, super long. The last time i ran prior to this run was like a week ago, and only 11km. By army standards, there's always "progressive training" and stuff so by right, i am not supposed to run 17km. But, it wouldn't make any sense to run 10km, cos the conducting only planned for 10km and 17km. So i threw every damn army training safety regulations out of the window, and took the "by left" route. It was a painful, excruciating run, but satisfying. Its all abt going the distance, believing in urself that u can do it, then JUST do it. Its been quite a while since i've tested my physical limits, by the fact that im not "chiong sua-ing" anymore. I kinda miss chiong sua days, chionging with my fellow section and pl mates, fighting the fight together, going through shit together, surviving it together.
Met RJBT on Sat night. Roy, Jasmine, Jeannie, Terence Tan & Wu, Weipin, Mr Wong, and myself turned up. Had fun catching up with Jeannie and the Wu Ge ge, not having the opportunity to meet them for quite a while. One in CHeena, one too busy with gf( but at least took this time to meet up, unlike someone else..).
Sunday, still had remnants of the muscle ache from the Friday run. Really appreciated the Pastor's sermon on the Parable of the good samaritan. Key takeaway: Having compassion for another fellow person, driven by the person's need, not his worth. And putting compassion into an act, as action speaks louder than words, and that is kindness. Kindness is the act of compassion. Don't worry, slowly digest if u r trying to catch wat i said. Anyway, didn't really do much after church. Just went to IKEA to do some shopping, then home to DIY the IKEA stuff, then tried to get some beat going on the drums, then played some songs on my guitar, then watching stealth, and now blogging. It would be an interesting week ahead, with more Army Half Marathon training to go, and SSC badminton tournament ongoing, plus work committement. Anyway, just hope that the week ahead would be a smashing one!
'Love the Lord your God with all your heart and with all your soul and with all your strength and with all your mind'; and, 'Love your neighbor as yourself.
Thursday, August 11, 2005
Love Languages~
Today, i attended a welfare and wellness seminar organized by SAF's personal care centre, the welfare arm of the SAF. Well, usually when one of these courses appeared in my mailbox, asking me to apply and go for it, i would usually just delete the mail. There's a misconception among alot of pple that seminars are useless, blah blah blah, decreases short term productivity and work ouput. However, the reason why i signed up for this seminar was ya noe, National day blues, don't feel like going to work. Hey! there's a half day seminar to attend! Just sign up man.
Never did i noe that i was going to learn so much in the seminar, and take away valuable points and experiences.....
One of the distinguished speaker that spoke, Dr Tan Khian Seng, talked abt Mending Relationships and Healing Hearts. He talked about love languages and how different pple give and receive different love languages, and that's there's misunderstanding, and that's how there's broken relationships. First, there's Act of Service, someone whose actions show how much he loves his/her significant other. Actions like cleaning the house, making sure that he/she has everything needed, cooking a meal for he/her etc etc. Then there's Quality time. Some pple sacrifice their time for one another, Spending quality time with each other, enjoying the sunrrise or sunset, or even drinking coffee together, doing a favourite activity together. Next, Physical Closeness. The physical presence of the other person is important. He/She must feel his/her touch. A hug or a kiss, cuddling together is an expression of love. Gifts giving. Some pple give gifts as an act of love. Husbands give wives diamond rings, flowers. Wife give husband...eh..i dunno. ahaha. Lastly, there's Words of encouragement. Words that heal, words that touch the heart of the person, words that motivates, words that revives, words of love.
Which of the 5 love languages do you give?
Which of the 5 do you wish to receive?
Today, i attended a welfare and wellness seminar organized by SAF's personal care centre, the welfare arm of the SAF. Well, usually when one of these courses appeared in my mailbox, asking me to apply and go for it, i would usually just delete the mail. There's a misconception among alot of pple that seminars are useless, blah blah blah, decreases short term productivity and work ouput. However, the reason why i signed up for this seminar was ya noe, National day blues, don't feel like going to work. Hey! there's a half day seminar to attend! Just sign up man.
Never did i noe that i was going to learn so much in the seminar, and take away valuable points and experiences.....
One of the distinguished speaker that spoke, Dr Tan Khian Seng, talked abt Mending Relationships and Healing Hearts. He talked about love languages and how different pple give and receive different love languages, and that's there's misunderstanding, and that's how there's broken relationships. First, there's Act of Service, someone whose actions show how much he loves his/her significant other. Actions like cleaning the house, making sure that he/she has everything needed, cooking a meal for he/her etc etc. Then there's Quality time. Some pple sacrifice their time for one another, Spending quality time with each other, enjoying the sunrrise or sunset, or even drinking coffee together, doing a favourite activity together. Next, Physical Closeness. The physical presence of the other person is important. He/She must feel his/her touch. A hug or a kiss, cuddling together is an expression of love. Gifts giving. Some pple give gifts as an act of love. Husbands give wives diamond rings, flowers. Wife give husband...eh..i dunno. ahaha. Lastly, there's Words of encouragement. Words that heal, words that touch the heart of the person, words that motivates, words that revives, words of love.
Which of the 5 love languages do you give?
Which of the 5 do you wish to receive?
Wednesday, August 10, 2005
3 R's
From the environmentalist point of view, its recycle, reduce and reuse.
From the army chao keng-er point of view, its rest, relax and recreation.
From the Mancherster United fan point of view, it Ronaldo, Rooney and Ruud.
Man Utd 3 Debrecen 0
Its the first match of the season and things are looking up for man utd. Seriously can't wait to see them play especially the news players. Especially the Park man. Pple say that the reason why he was bought was to sell shirts. I seriously dunno. But someone who can score goals against a team like AC milan has to have certain quality.Anyway, back to the point. On Sunday if anyone caught the Charity Shield on ESPN, you would have to agree with me that the standard of football played that day was trememdous. Chelsea looked focused in their tactics and held a very gd defence against a flowy arsenal team, with passes so sharp they can cut right through the goal netting. So sharp and flowy it seems almost....robotic, rehearsed. After that match i seriously thought to myself whether Man Utd can match up to that kind of standard. It seems that my confidence in them has dropped a little after disappointment after disappointment. We'll just have to wait and see....we shall wait and see......
From the environmentalist point of view, its recycle, reduce and reuse.
From the army chao keng-er point of view, its rest, relax and recreation.
From the Mancherster United fan point of view, it Ronaldo, Rooney and Ruud.
Man Utd 3 Debrecen 0
Its the first match of the season and things are looking up for man utd. Seriously can't wait to see them play especially the news players. Especially the Park man. Pple say that the reason why he was bought was to sell shirts. I seriously dunno. But someone who can score goals against a team like AC milan has to have certain quality.Anyway, back to the point. On Sunday if anyone caught the Charity Shield on ESPN, you would have to agree with me that the standard of football played that day was trememdous. Chelsea looked focused in their tactics and held a very gd defence against a flowy arsenal team, with passes so sharp they can cut right through the goal netting. So sharp and flowy it seems almost....robotic, rehearsed. After that match i seriously thought to myself whether Man Utd can match up to that kind of standard. It seems that my confidence in them has dropped a little after disappointment after disappointment. We'll just have to wait and see....we shall wait and see......
Tuesday, August 09, 2005
National Day~
Its the 40th birthday of our nation. Somehow this year's National day parade wasn't so grand and so impressive. The mobile column was somewhat, imo slow(literally) and a little boring. I think one reason is probably because im actually in the army. So you noe what is happening during the parade and can actually become critics, like saying whether they perform their drills to the highest standard or not, whether they swing their arms together etc. The mobile column leh, can name abt 3/4 of the vehicles there. Seen them in action, not when they are slowly rolling past a stand of spectators. how wonderful.
Had another class gathering today at ZhiJun's house. Had a great time chatting with my RJ Class mates. Those at the table were mainly Woonded, Charles, Shihao, Shuen, Justine, Yanwei, Waihan and I. We had great laughs talking abt our good ol' RJ days, how we were such a problematic class, S06C. 6C, pronounced sek si in cantonese means "eat shit" I remember quite a few teachers telling us abt the tradition that S06C was always the problematic class, etc etc. Nevertheless, we had our fun, our laughter, and we were a unique class filled with people of different personalities. Meeting up with good ol' classmates from the gd ol' days really brought back alot of happinness and gd memories which were stored safely at the back of my head. Laughing at Zhi Jun in his family potrait, at charles for rocking in the chair when he laughs last time when Mrs Veluri(GP teacher) used so many pompous words to scold us which caused her to storm out of the class, at my attempt for corniness and lame-ness and a whole load of other things. Realli, the time that we spend chatting through the night realli made my evening. Thanks guys:)
Its the 40th birthday of our nation. Somehow this year's National day parade wasn't so grand and so impressive. The mobile column was somewhat, imo slow(literally) and a little boring. I think one reason is probably because im actually in the army. So you noe what is happening during the parade and can actually become critics, like saying whether they perform their drills to the highest standard or not, whether they swing their arms together etc. The mobile column leh, can name abt 3/4 of the vehicles there. Seen them in action, not when they are slowly rolling past a stand of spectators. how wonderful.
Had another class gathering today at ZhiJun's house. Had a great time chatting with my RJ Class mates. Those at the table were mainly Woonded, Charles, Shihao, Shuen, Justine, Yanwei, Waihan and I. We had great laughs talking abt our good ol' RJ days, how we were such a problematic class, S06C. 6C, pronounced sek si in cantonese means "eat shit" I remember quite a few teachers telling us abt the tradition that S06C was always the problematic class, etc etc. Nevertheless, we had our fun, our laughter, and we were a unique class filled with people of different personalities. Meeting up with good ol' classmates from the gd ol' days really brought back alot of happinness and gd memories which were stored safely at the back of my head. Laughing at Zhi Jun in his family potrait, at charles for rocking in the chair when he laughs last time when Mrs Veluri(GP teacher) used so many pompous words to scold us which caused her to storm out of the class, at my attempt for corniness and lame-ness and a whole load of other things. Realli, the time that we spend chatting through the night realli made my evening. Thanks guys:)
Never a trial that He is not there,
Never a burden that He does not bear;
Never a sorrow that He does not share—
Moment by moment, I'm under His care. —Whittle
When we put our cares in God's hands, He puts His peace in our heart.
Saturday, August 06, 2005
Heavy Heart~
From work problems, to family problems, to friendship problems, to relationship problems, to health problems. This whole week was a long and dreadful one. Besides the fact that 1 guy has just officially went AWOL from my branch, under my care, i get the impression that what i have been doing is not appreciated. From the start, trying my best to learn as fast as possible things to do with HR, being thrown into it suddenly without any prerequisites whatsoever. And getting my ass hammered from everywhere, anywhere. There just isn't any motivation for me to carry on working as hard as i used to. The previous motivation was "trying to make a difference." Trying not to let S1 branch be a let down to the bn, as it was previously. Trying to raise the standards, trying to get things sorted out.Try....is the key word. Motivation does wonders to a person. Right now, im just waiting for my S1 to come back and resume responsibility, responsibility that a captain should shoulder, not a 2LT. Finally, after these 3 months of hectic schedules and work loads, i can take a breather. Or at least i hope....
In da house, tempers flare easily as everyone is putting their best effort to sort issues out for the new house. Family members are getting agitated more easily. Me also being one of the culprit. Not only at home, but with friends and colleagues as well. My mum and dad are putting in their effort to make sure that everything's "ship ship" in da house. With contractors making mistakes, aircon pple telling her no stock of aircon, dad getting on her nerves by asking her why this why that, no wonder voices get raised. Hai....i don't like arguments. I like peace. I shun away from loud voices, cower back to my cave.....
The friend to share all of my troubles, all my sorrows, all of my happiness, all of my joy. and all of his/hers. Recently, i have been meeting the same few friends unconciously. Whether in camp or outside, we have been meeting on a regular basis. Even when there is no time. We'll still make time to meet each other. To tok kok. Hongyuan and Seng are the two friends i have caught up the most since we parted during our OCS days. Dunno why, just feel very comfortable talking to them, sharing my tots, discuss issues. Seng, is one big guy with a heart of gold. Honestly, i haven't met anyone like Seng. He is definitely on of a kind. Today saw him pat a Wrnt Officer on the back..Rather surprised...Hongyuan, on the other hand, is a soft spoken, blur, Wols guy. FUn to make fun of him, and gd company as well.....
I don't noe how to define relationship problems. But is not having a relationship a relationship problem? Technically no. But...i think it is a problem because its just not right... I feel that there's a vaccuum waiting to be filled up in my life. This empty space, is causing disequilibrium in the rest of my life. You noe, like a piece of a puzzle waiting to be put into place. It just doesn't feel normal....
This week, the worst of my sore throat, block nose, flu has hit me. Feel super sianz the whole week. Makes waking up in the morning feels like a drag. Feel super cold in the air con. Muscle aches....not being able to think properly...blah blah blah....Need to see a doc soon...Haiz...
FOP today was just simpy wonderful. I went there expecting a great worship by hillsong and delirious, and listening to a great sermon. i got that, and more. When hillsongs sang the first song, i started to tear uncontrollably. I could sense God's almighty presence in me. i teared and teared for the next two songs. During this period, i just praised god with all heart and soul. God has lifted my heavy heart and took my worries and issues away. I came out of FOP feeling 101%. This is my mini testimonial of God's greatness and what he has done for me in my life.
From work problems, to family problems, to friendship problems, to relationship problems, to health problems. This whole week was a long and dreadful one. Besides the fact that 1 guy has just officially went AWOL from my branch, under my care, i get the impression that what i have been doing is not appreciated. From the start, trying my best to learn as fast as possible things to do with HR, being thrown into it suddenly without any prerequisites whatsoever. And getting my ass hammered from everywhere, anywhere. There just isn't any motivation for me to carry on working as hard as i used to. The previous motivation was "trying to make a difference." Trying not to let S1 branch be a let down to the bn, as it was previously. Trying to raise the standards, trying to get things sorted out.Try....is the key word. Motivation does wonders to a person. Right now, im just waiting for my S1 to come back and resume responsibility, responsibility that a captain should shoulder, not a 2LT. Finally, after these 3 months of hectic schedules and work loads, i can take a breather. Or at least i hope....
In da house, tempers flare easily as everyone is putting their best effort to sort issues out for the new house. Family members are getting agitated more easily. Me also being one of the culprit. Not only at home, but with friends and colleagues as well. My mum and dad are putting in their effort to make sure that everything's "ship ship" in da house. With contractors making mistakes, aircon pple telling her no stock of aircon, dad getting on her nerves by asking her why this why that, no wonder voices get raised. Hai....i don't like arguments. I like peace. I shun away from loud voices, cower back to my cave.....
The friend to share all of my troubles, all my sorrows, all of my happiness, all of my joy. and all of his/hers. Recently, i have been meeting the same few friends unconciously. Whether in camp or outside, we have been meeting on a regular basis. Even when there is no time. We'll still make time to meet each other. To tok kok. Hongyuan and Seng are the two friends i have caught up the most since we parted during our OCS days. Dunno why, just feel very comfortable talking to them, sharing my tots, discuss issues. Seng, is one big guy with a heart of gold. Honestly, i haven't met anyone like Seng. He is definitely on of a kind. Today saw him pat a Wrnt Officer on the back..Rather surprised...Hongyuan, on the other hand, is a soft spoken, blur, Wols guy. FUn to make fun of him, and gd company as well.....
I don't noe how to define relationship problems. But is not having a relationship a relationship problem? Technically no. But...i think it is a problem because its just not right... I feel that there's a vaccuum waiting to be filled up in my life. This empty space, is causing disequilibrium in the rest of my life. You noe, like a piece of a puzzle waiting to be put into place. It just doesn't feel normal....
This week, the worst of my sore throat, block nose, flu has hit me. Feel super sianz the whole week. Makes waking up in the morning feels like a drag. Feel super cold in the air con. Muscle aches....not being able to think properly...blah blah blah....Need to see a doc soon...Haiz...
FOP today was just simpy wonderful. I went there expecting a great worship by hillsong and delirious, and listening to a great sermon. i got that, and more. When hillsongs sang the first song, i started to tear uncontrollably. I could sense God's almighty presence in me. i teared and teared for the next two songs. During this period, i just praised god with all heart and soul. God has lifted my heavy heart and took my worries and issues away. I came out of FOP feeling 101%. This is my mini testimonial of God's greatness and what he has done for me in my life.
Monday, August 01, 2005
House Movers~
Weekday job, a humble servant of the SAF. Weekend Job, full time house mover~ At least for the past few days and maybe for the next weekend as well. Sofas, chairs, tables, wadrobes, boxes(loads of it), vases, big stuff, small stuff, puny stuff. You name it, i've moved it. I think i moved so much stuff that i have gained sufficient experience points(Machiam sound like some computer game) to become a qualified mover. No problem folks. Need a helping hand? Feel free to call me anytime, anywhere, anyhow. Nevertheless, im glad that in all these busy times, still manage to find time to go for sonic fest. Wah kau eh...on sat night the music by sonic flood was so loud, my ears hurt for a moment. I literally drowned(hehe) in the music.
We also managed to call professional house movers to move the realli realli biggy stuff. stuff that my dad and i can't handle. They were pple from helping hand, an organization which helps convicts get back to the proper track of life. These pple were the real professionals, moved things like lightning. Their teamwork was tremendous. You can see through their work how they work together, how they have that sense of each other, how they have the brotherhood-ness. These pple might be pai kia's, ang kong kia's or watever kia's before. One thing these pple have that we(referring to pple of better education) don't is a sense of brotherhood, strong friendship bonding. They are the kind of pple who will die for you. The kind who will bleed for you. When i was in commanders' school in the army, namely SISPEC and OCS, my instructors used to tell me that although ur men all pai kias and all got ang kong, and they may seem to have many problems or cause alot of trouble, IF u can gain their respect as their leader, as their brother, they will fight for you in the battlefield. They will die for u. As the preacher said yesterday during service, " Wasting it for Jesus." Will you waste it for someone, when there is a need to? Will you leave everything behind for that someone? Will you die for someone?........
Weekday job, a humble servant of the SAF. Weekend Job, full time house mover~ At least for the past few days and maybe for the next weekend as well. Sofas, chairs, tables, wadrobes, boxes(loads of it), vases, big stuff, small stuff, puny stuff. You name it, i've moved it. I think i moved so much stuff that i have gained sufficient experience points(Machiam sound like some computer game) to become a qualified mover. No problem folks. Need a helping hand? Feel free to call me anytime, anywhere, anyhow. Nevertheless, im glad that in all these busy times, still manage to find time to go for sonic fest. Wah kau eh...on sat night the music by sonic flood was so loud, my ears hurt for a moment. I literally drowned(hehe) in the music.
We also managed to call professional house movers to move the realli realli biggy stuff. stuff that my dad and i can't handle. They were pple from helping hand, an organization which helps convicts get back to the proper track of life. These pple were the real professionals, moved things like lightning. Their teamwork was tremendous. You can see through their work how they work together, how they have that sense of each other, how they have the brotherhood-ness. These pple might be pai kia's, ang kong kia's or watever kia's before. One thing these pple have that we(referring to pple of better education) don't is a sense of brotherhood, strong friendship bonding. They are the kind of pple who will die for you. The kind who will bleed for you. When i was in commanders' school in the army, namely SISPEC and OCS, my instructors used to tell me that although ur men all pai kias and all got ang kong, and they may seem to have many problems or cause alot of trouble, IF u can gain their respect as their leader, as their brother, they will fight for you in the battlefield. They will die for u. As the preacher said yesterday during service, " Wasting it for Jesus." Will you waste it for someone, when there is a need to? Will you leave everything behind for that someone? Will you die for someone?........
Thursday, July 28, 2005
Barriers~
Everyday we either create barriers, run into barriers, or erect barriers, In all aspects of our lives. Be it physical, emotional, personal, psycological, or spiritual barriers. Be it the gate of a building, a door slammed shut in our face, the stamina we have which restricts the distance we can run, the difficulty to convey a simple msg to a a certain someone, to think the way we should think, or to have that perfect relationship with GOD. We are facing barriers constantly. Constantly we are fighting the barriers, if there is one, with the strength that we can muster. Sometimes we overcome, sometimes we don't. Sometimes..... Somewhere in Jurong Camp, 3 DSMB S1 branch, someone is fighting to break down the barrier between officers and his men. That psycological barrier which keeps the men from interacting too much with the officer. The psycological barrier which keeps the officer from interacting with his men. That someone, is on the verge of breaking the barrier which seperates each other from each side of his own wall. On the other hand, a barrier is emerging elsewhere. Somewhere in Ayer Rajah Camp. The same someone is fighting the strong emergence of a barrier where once everyone were roaming freely on the plains, interacting with one another. The barrier is getting stronger. The someone is losing the fight. His strength is not sufficient. He is now seperated from the rest by a wall. A wall that can only be broken from both sides......
This week is one fast paced week with me sleeping at like average of 12am...(that is very late in my terms) Cos of the packing and the busy schedule that i have this week. So happy that i met with Seng and Uncle Hong yesterday, although it was our 2nd meeting in 3 weeks, we had alot to talk abt. Something Ah Seng said struck me yesterday, about "hi-bye" friends. I did a little self reflection yesterday and realised that i have quite a lot of "hi-bye" friends. Maybe because i have erected a barrier around my self unconciously, unknowingly........maybe... Then today leh, got sonic fest:) Heard planetshakers live first hand. The music and worship was awesome. Will be going down tomolo and sat again to catch their worship. Meanwhile, still busy shifting house and this weekend will be the milestone weekends as i will actually be staying in my new house from this weekend onwards!! So excited abt it:)
By the blink of an eye, its Aug. Its been 4 months since i've commissioned as an officer. One and a half more week before my S1 comes back from maternity leave. It means time to step down, and take responsibilities of a normal 2LT. NO more stand in S1. The experience was definitely fun and enriching. However since now my S1 will be coming back....means more arrows will be shooting. I did the shooting when she was not arnd. Now, i'll be one of her targets.
Everyday we either create barriers, run into barriers, or erect barriers, In all aspects of our lives. Be it physical, emotional, personal, psycological, or spiritual barriers. Be it the gate of a building, a door slammed shut in our face, the stamina we have which restricts the distance we can run, the difficulty to convey a simple msg to a a certain someone, to think the way we should think, or to have that perfect relationship with GOD. We are facing barriers constantly. Constantly we are fighting the barriers, if there is one, with the strength that we can muster. Sometimes we overcome, sometimes we don't. Sometimes..... Somewhere in Jurong Camp, 3 DSMB S1 branch, someone is fighting to break down the barrier between officers and his men. That psycological barrier which keeps the men from interacting too much with the officer. The psycological barrier which keeps the officer from interacting with his men. That someone, is on the verge of breaking the barrier which seperates each other from each side of his own wall. On the other hand, a barrier is emerging elsewhere. Somewhere in Ayer Rajah Camp. The same someone is fighting the strong emergence of a barrier where once everyone were roaming freely on the plains, interacting with one another. The barrier is getting stronger. The someone is losing the fight. His strength is not sufficient. He is now seperated from the rest by a wall. A wall that can only be broken from both sides......
This week is one fast paced week with me sleeping at like average of 12am...(that is very late in my terms) Cos of the packing and the busy schedule that i have this week. So happy that i met with Seng and Uncle Hong yesterday, although it was our 2nd meeting in 3 weeks, we had alot to talk abt. Something Ah Seng said struck me yesterday, about "hi-bye" friends. I did a little self reflection yesterday and realised that i have quite a lot of "hi-bye" friends. Maybe because i have erected a barrier around my self unconciously, unknowingly........maybe... Then today leh, got sonic fest:) Heard planetshakers live first hand. The music and worship was awesome. Will be going down tomolo and sat again to catch their worship. Meanwhile, still busy shifting house and this weekend will be the milestone weekends as i will actually be staying in my new house from this weekend onwards!! So excited abt it:)
By the blink of an eye, its Aug. Its been 4 months since i've commissioned as an officer. One and a half more week before my S1 comes back from maternity leave. It means time to step down, and take responsibilities of a normal 2LT. NO more stand in S1. The experience was definitely fun and enriching. However since now my S1 will be coming back....means more arrows will be shooting. I did the shooting when she was not arnd. Now, i'll be one of her targets.
Saturday, July 23, 2005
A Different Perspective~
Another one of those Sats burnt~ dunno how long this will continue. Shifting house is a painful process. Especially with those DIY stuff. My dad and i have tasked ourselves to paint our new house. Its painted already, we just wanna add a finishing touch cos the developer obviously chao keng and left it in an unpleasant state. Trust me, painting A house interior and exterior is not an easy task...especially when there's only two pple, and so 2 days over the weekend to do it. Besides, that, there's drilling for fitting all those cheap and good IKEA furniture and accessories that we bought. Absolutely fantastic:) PLus, there's the moving of all our current furniture from our new house to our old one. Well, thinking from one point of view, its shitty sai kang. From another, fun workout to build muscles and stay in shape:)
I drove a van today, and i was entirely excited to drive it. Because firstly it was a different vehicle apart from those i usually drive. Secondly because its big!! I feel like im the king (tortoise) of the road when i drive it. Thirdly, its the 3rd stick vehicle that i have driven so far. Im fascinated with stick vehicles....the changing of gears just make driving so much more fun, the ability to control the vehicle, just as you want it to. Total control. My mum always said that for manual cars u control the car. For auto, the car controls you. Drivers should noe what i am talking abt here. I personally find it true.~
My next target, driving a motorcycle. Unfortunately, i can only learn when im 21. Cos officially when one is 21, they are absolutely free to decide on thier own religion, not restricted from their parents objections. I guess the rules for other things should be applicable as well.:)
Those who are patient enough to read my post, i thank you and congratulate you!!...be it reading it with a mirror or...i dunno how else u can read it?!~...How abt this for a different perspective?:)
Another one of those Sats burnt~ dunno how long this will continue. Shifting house is a painful process. Especially with those DIY stuff. My dad and i have tasked ourselves to paint our new house. Its painted already, we just wanna add a finishing touch cos the developer obviously chao keng and left it in an unpleasant state. Trust me, painting A house interior and exterior is not an easy task...especially when there's only two pple, and so 2 days over the weekend to do it. Besides, that, there's drilling for fitting all those cheap and good IKEA furniture and accessories that we bought. Absolutely fantastic:) PLus, there's the moving of all our current furniture from our new house to our old one. Well, thinking from one point of view, its shitty sai kang. From another, fun workout to build muscles and stay in shape:)
I drove a van today, and i was entirely excited to drive it. Because firstly it was a different vehicle apart from those i usually drive. Secondly because its big!! I feel like im the king (tortoise) of the road when i drive it. Thirdly, its the 3rd stick vehicle that i have driven so far. Im fascinated with stick vehicles....the changing of gears just make driving so much more fun, the ability to control the vehicle, just as you want it to. Total control. My mum always said that for manual cars u control the car. For auto, the car controls you. Drivers should noe what i am talking abt here. I personally find it true.~
My next target, driving a motorcycle. Unfortunately, i can only learn when im 21. Cos officially when one is 21, they are absolutely free to decide on thier own religion, not restricted from their parents objections. I guess the rules for other things should be applicable as well.:)
Those who are patient enough to read my post, i thank you and congratulate you!!...be it reading it with a mirror or...i dunno how else u can read it?!~...How abt this for a different perspective?:)
Hungry~
Hungry I come to You
For I know You satisfy
I am empty but I know
Your love does not run dry
So I wait for You
So I wait for You
I'm falling on my knees
Offering all of me
Jesus You're all
This heart is living for
Broken I run to You
For Your arms are open wide
I am weary but I know Your touch
Restores my life
So I wait for You
So I wait for You
If we accept adversity,Enduring every pain,Then we will learn what we should know;Our grief will turn to gain. —Sper
Hungry I come to You
For I know You satisfy
I am empty but I know
Your love does not run dry
So I wait for You
So I wait for You
I'm falling on my knees
Offering all of me
Jesus You're all
This heart is living for
Broken I run to You
For Your arms are open wide
I am weary but I know Your touch
Restores my life
So I wait for You
So I wait for You
If we accept adversity,Enduring every pain,Then we will learn what we should know;Our grief will turn to gain. —Sper
Friday, July 22, 2005
Wednesday, July 20, 2005
Companionship~
"This court sentences you to 9 months in detention....."
"This court sentences you to 5 months in detention for the first charge, and 5 months in detention for the second charge......"
"This court sentences you to 7 months in detention....."
"This court sentences you a $600 fine.....do you have any problems paying it in full?"
It was a great experience sitting through a court marshal session. It's like going to court only thing that its a scaled down version and the pple sitting"up" there are wearing uniforms and not wigs. My heart skipped when the Court Panel President finished his last sentence. It was like..."this guy is one harsh ass****" for the first 3 sentences to the first 3 accused. Then, when it was our turn...it changed to "thank God For him!!" Relief. Something that started bad(it shouldn't have in the first place) but ended on a good note. Everyone was happy, and i thought Sean did a good job writing out the mitigation plea and did an equally good job by reading it out confidently. Anyway, Sean is one confident guy. I could see relief from Peh's face. I could hear relief from Peh's wife. I myself thank God for the grace he has given to us. The grace he has given to Peh. It was all over. Peh can finally get on with his customary marriage plans and he is soon a father to be. It is so nice to see how loving the couple is....
Thinking to myself, when will i ever reach that stage?(ya noe getting married and stuff) As some of you might noe, i have been telling ya'll that when you reach your twenties, you start to think differently. My goal is to get married before 30. That is something not really unrealistic. Considering that pple out there are getting married when they are 20, even being a father or mother.(Welcome to the REAL world).So counting back, i guess you'll need a few years to noe ya gf well enough to marry her, so let's take that as 4 years. Assuming i wanna get married when im 29(worst case senario liao) that means i'll have to noe her by 25. Well, in courting there will always be ups and downs, so let's say another 2 years to get to noe a realli realli nice girl. That's 23. And that's the worst case senario. We noe the maths:)
Only on Monday i was talking to one of my clerks Ah boi Kwek abt Companionship. Citing the example of the SMU student and the Airforce DXO. i told him, "ta1 men2 ke2 yi3 zhe4 me4 zao3 jie2 hun1, shi4 hen3 xing4 fu2 de4........"
"This court sentences you to 9 months in detention....."
"This court sentences you to 5 months in detention for the first charge, and 5 months in detention for the second charge......"
"This court sentences you to 7 months in detention....."
"This court sentences you a $600 fine.....do you have any problems paying it in full?"
It was a great experience sitting through a court marshal session. It's like going to court only thing that its a scaled down version and the pple sitting"up" there are wearing uniforms and not wigs. My heart skipped when the Court Panel President finished his last sentence. It was like..."this guy is one harsh ass****" for the first 3 sentences to the first 3 accused. Then, when it was our turn...it changed to "thank God For him!!" Relief. Something that started bad(it shouldn't have in the first place) but ended on a good note. Everyone was happy, and i thought Sean did a good job writing out the mitigation plea and did an equally good job by reading it out confidently. Anyway, Sean is one confident guy. I could see relief from Peh's face. I could hear relief from Peh's wife. I myself thank God for the grace he has given to us. The grace he has given to Peh. It was all over. Peh can finally get on with his customary marriage plans and he is soon a father to be. It is so nice to see how loving the couple is....
Thinking to myself, when will i ever reach that stage?(ya noe getting married and stuff) As some of you might noe, i have been telling ya'll that when you reach your twenties, you start to think differently. My goal is to get married before 30. That is something not really unrealistic. Considering that pple out there are getting married when they are 20, even being a father or mother.(Welcome to the REAL world).So counting back, i guess you'll need a few years to noe ya gf well enough to marry her, so let's take that as 4 years. Assuming i wanna get married when im 29(worst case senario liao) that means i'll have to noe her by 25. Well, in courting there will always be ups and downs, so let's say another 2 years to get to noe a realli realli nice girl. That's 23. And that's the worst case senario. We noe the maths:)
Only on Monday i was talking to one of my clerks Ah boi Kwek abt Companionship. Citing the example of the SMU student and the Airforce DXO. i told him, "ta1 men2 ke2 yi3 zhe4 me4 zao3 jie2 hun1, shi4 hen3 xing4 fu2 de4........"
Monday, July 18, 2005
Sunday, July 17, 2005
Fishing~
"Fishing is not about catching fish. Its about developing relationships."
Many people think that fishing is a waste of time, spending the whole afternoon in a boat, or on a stool, waiting for the fish to bite. Recently i tried to fish during JCC, using a make shift fishing rod created by myself using the stem of a plant which resembles "mini bamboo" Sharil, my brune-ian friend and Ex Chillhermit(the one they dump u there for 5 days to survive.) buddy "fished" with me on Sungei Batuk Apoi for 2 long hours using only quail's intestines as bait as we could not dig up any worms, to no avail. Then, fishing was ABOUT catching fish.
"Why is it so hard to love those who are closest to us?"
"Why is it we know the least those we love the most?"
Pls comment:)
Eph 6:1-4
"Children, obey your parents in the Lord, for this is right. 'Honor your father and mother'-which is the first commandment with a promise. That it may go well with you and that you may enjoy long life on earth. Fathers, do not exasperate your children; Instead, bring them up in the training and instruction of the Lord."
"Fishing is not about catching fish. Its about developing relationships."
Many people think that fishing is a waste of time, spending the whole afternoon in a boat, or on a stool, waiting for the fish to bite. Recently i tried to fish during JCC, using a make shift fishing rod created by myself using the stem of a plant which resembles "mini bamboo" Sharil, my brune-ian friend and Ex Chillhermit(the one they dump u there for 5 days to survive.) buddy "fished" with me on Sungei Batuk Apoi for 2 long hours using only quail's intestines as bait as we could not dig up any worms, to no avail. Then, fishing was ABOUT catching fish.
"Why is it so hard to love those who are closest to us?"
"Why is it we know the least those we love the most?"
Pls comment:)
Eph 6:1-4
"Children, obey your parents in the Lord, for this is right. 'Honor your father and mother'-which is the first commandment with a promise. That it may go well with you and that you may enjoy long life on earth. Fathers, do not exasperate your children; Instead, bring them up in the training and instruction of the Lord."
Saturday, July 16, 2005
The Living of my new house~
Fine Friday~
Literally. I got a parking fine, for which i still think i do not deserve. The senario was like this: I was to meet Jan at East Coast Park hawker centre for some terrific Sinapore food before she flies down under today. My car was parked in position. The image of the URA parking signboard saying 50 cents for every half hour flashed in my mind vividly. I bent over to the left side and pulled the vehicle compartment open. Damn. No more parking coupons. I looked around. The carpark was packed to its capacity with no sign of another fellow driver going to move out. Time was 1925 hours. Mmm...parking attendent at east coast park on a friday evening? I don't think so. I locked my car, strolled to the park bench facing the sea, and admire the aeroplanes fly by in the dark blue sky as they make a routine attempt to land at the all time busy Changi airport..........
"What's that noise?" It was after dinner, we were on our way to see my new house.
"oh S***" It can't be. My heart pounded as i glanced to see that there was a little paper fastened to my windscreen by the wipers. I slotted into a lot by the side of the road. Walked out......my heart sank. It was unmistakable. The familiar long thin strip of paper which i recalled that i got not so long ago. Haiz...for the rest of the journey Jan called me a "fine" gentleman. Ok. It was sort of wrong for me to assume that the parking attendent won't come. It was also wrong of me not to go attempt to get a parking coupon from someone or somewhere. But the intent of putting it was there....However intent is not good enough. People can say, people can argue, but can people put into action what they say? Alas, action speaks louder than words. Will the Panel and prosecutor actually care about what Lt Sean, the defending officer has to say in defence of Sg Peh? Will Sg Peh's action of getting caught in possesion of illlegal items already decided his fate? It is ultimately the action taken by the panel and the prosecutor that will seal Sg Peh's future. In my opinion, there are roads of Sg Peh's fate. One, a simple fine and he can go on with his life and get on with his marriage plans. Two, a short term in DB, a black mark in his record. I really hope that Sg peh can get away with a fine......
It was indeed, a Fine Friday.
A Sunset in one land is a Sunrise in another
Always look on the bright side of life!
Fine Friday~
Literally. I got a parking fine, for which i still think i do not deserve. The senario was like this: I was to meet Jan at East Coast Park hawker centre for some terrific Sinapore food before she flies down under today. My car was parked in position. The image of the URA parking signboard saying 50 cents for every half hour flashed in my mind vividly. I bent over to the left side and pulled the vehicle compartment open. Damn. No more parking coupons. I looked around. The carpark was packed to its capacity with no sign of another fellow driver going to move out. Time was 1925 hours. Mmm...parking attendent at east coast park on a friday evening? I don't think so. I locked my car, strolled to the park bench facing the sea, and admire the aeroplanes fly by in the dark blue sky as they make a routine attempt to land at the all time busy Changi airport..........
"What's that noise?" It was after dinner, we were on our way to see my new house.
"oh S***" It can't be. My heart pounded as i glanced to see that there was a little paper fastened to my windscreen by the wipers. I slotted into a lot by the side of the road. Walked out......my heart sank. It was unmistakable. The familiar long thin strip of paper which i recalled that i got not so long ago. Haiz...for the rest of the journey Jan called me a "fine" gentleman. Ok. It was sort of wrong for me to assume that the parking attendent won't come. It was also wrong of me not to go attempt to get a parking coupon from someone or somewhere. But the intent of putting it was there....However intent is not good enough. People can say, people can argue, but can people put into action what they say? Alas, action speaks louder than words. Will the Panel and prosecutor actually care about what Lt Sean, the defending officer has to say in defence of Sg Peh? Will Sg Peh's action of getting caught in possesion of illlegal items already decided his fate? It is ultimately the action taken by the panel and the prosecutor that will seal Sg Peh's future. In my opinion, there are roads of Sg Peh's fate. One, a simple fine and he can go on with his life and get on with his marriage plans. Two, a short term in DB, a black mark in his record. I really hope that Sg peh can get away with a fine......
It was indeed, a Fine Friday.
A Sunset in one land is a Sunrise in another
Always look on the bright side of life!
Thursday, July 14, 2005
Mayhem
The word that describes it all. The NKF saga, the late nonchalant reply from the prosecutor, the sooo many choices of lights, and the busy schedule that awaits next week.....
3000 over pple withdrawing their monthly donations to the NKF. From the fact that their money could be fueling something else rather than the needs of kidney patients alone, i can hardly see why. However, the argument is that the CEO has contributed alot to the organization and has done things unimaginable. He has MADE THE DIFFERENCE. Is withdrawing donations an act of impulsiveness from the public?For me, i think twice whether i wanna withdraw my monthly donations. It is not about him i think about, it is abt the patients. Ok, u can say that this is all bull s*** and a load of crap. But then the question is, how is this saga going to change the charity scene in Singapore? Will Singaporeans become less charitable as a result? I do really hope that if Ah Kow withdraws his donations to NKF, he will put it into another charity. In that way, the net total donated will be the same. Singaporeans will still remain as charitable. Who are the real losers in this? For me, it is not the CEO nor SPH nor you donors out there who feels like you've just been cheated big time. For me, it is those who needs the money most who have lost the most.
Porno and pirated stuff were involved. There was more than 5 pieces and hence I had to seek for advice from Legal Services(the legal department in the SAF) on what to do with the serviceman.(He got caught in possession of those items by the MPs) That happened almost 2 months ago. Today, politely i sent an email to the prosecutor in charge and he nonchalantly tell me that oh....he is scheduled for court marshal next wed...... WOW. No advanced notice, no instructions on what to do, no info no nothing...It was 5.15pm. To make things worse, my chief clerk had to get to her antics again and started getting worked up and concerned over this issue of procedures we have to follow up blah blah blah.....Racing through my head was a single tot which went "sheesh...got enough time to prepare everything necessary? tomorrow got safsa open and pds meeting...next week got inter-formation, mes family day meeting, AHM training.....by Wed, need to choose defending officer, need to get the documents ready....how??" So little time.So many things to settle. Time by Hamon Well....5.25pm. The bochup side got the better of me. Packing my bag, locking the office, getting the clerks to lock up the area, i stepped out of the office, and made my way out of camp, totally not thinking abt the issue, leaving it only for tomolo...leaving the worries to tomorrow. Besides, tomorrow i should be able to think more clearly, more concisely, more efficiently.......
There was a last min change of instructions and me dad and i went down to IKEA to get some lightings with me mom. It was wierd fer me, wearing army uniform walking around, getting frequent looks from pple. But if ya noe me, i don't really give a s***. Anyway, i was bedazzled as we walked into the lighting section, and i got really confused trying to look at all the lights, trying to see which one is nice and fitting.(Literally blinded by the light.) And then my mom and dad got into one of their usual conversations......
" eh how abt this one?"
"What are you toking abt??!?#%#$&....this one too long lah....so short, i want one hanging one"
"Darling ah...wait. Darling!!....see Hamon....ur dad always like that one...always walk off never wait for us..."
Now my head is really spinning..........
Make A Difference
Won't you Lord, Take a look at our hands
Everything we have, use it for your plan
Won't you Lord, take a look at our hearts
Mold it, refine it, as you set us apart
We want to run to the altar
and catch the fire
to stand in the gap between the living and the dead
give us a heart of compassion
for a world without vision
We will make a difference bringing hope, to our land.
The word that describes it all. The NKF saga, the late nonchalant reply from the prosecutor, the sooo many choices of lights, and the busy schedule that awaits next week.....
3000 over pple withdrawing their monthly donations to the NKF. From the fact that their money could be fueling something else rather than the needs of kidney patients alone, i can hardly see why. However, the argument is that the CEO has contributed alot to the organization and has done things unimaginable. He has MADE THE DIFFERENCE. Is withdrawing donations an act of impulsiveness from the public?For me, i think twice whether i wanna withdraw my monthly donations. It is not about him i think about, it is abt the patients. Ok, u can say that this is all bull s*** and a load of crap. But then the question is, how is this saga going to change the charity scene in Singapore? Will Singaporeans become less charitable as a result? I do really hope that if Ah Kow withdraws his donations to NKF, he will put it into another charity. In that way, the net total donated will be the same. Singaporeans will still remain as charitable. Who are the real losers in this? For me, it is not the CEO nor SPH nor you donors out there who feels like you've just been cheated big time. For me, it is those who needs the money most who have lost the most.
Porno and pirated stuff were involved. There was more than 5 pieces and hence I had to seek for advice from Legal Services(the legal department in the SAF) on what to do with the serviceman.(He got caught in possession of those items by the MPs) That happened almost 2 months ago. Today, politely i sent an email to the prosecutor in charge and he nonchalantly tell me that oh....he is scheduled for court marshal next wed...... WOW. No advanced notice, no instructions on what to do, no info no nothing...It was 5.15pm. To make things worse, my chief clerk had to get to her antics again and started getting worked up and concerned over this issue of procedures we have to follow up blah blah blah.....Racing through my head was a single tot which went "sheesh...got enough time to prepare everything necessary? tomorrow got safsa open and pds meeting...next week got inter-formation, mes family day meeting, AHM training.....by Wed, need to choose defending officer, need to get the documents ready....how??" So little time.So many things to settle. Time by Hamon Well....5.25pm. The bochup side got the better of me. Packing my bag, locking the office, getting the clerks to lock up the area, i stepped out of the office, and made my way out of camp, totally not thinking abt the issue, leaving it only for tomolo...leaving the worries to tomorrow. Besides, tomorrow i should be able to think more clearly, more concisely, more efficiently.......
There was a last min change of instructions and me dad and i went down to IKEA to get some lightings with me mom. It was wierd fer me, wearing army uniform walking around, getting frequent looks from pple. But if ya noe me, i don't really give a s***. Anyway, i was bedazzled as we walked into the lighting section, and i got really confused trying to look at all the lights, trying to see which one is nice and fitting.(Literally blinded by the light.) And then my mom and dad got into one of their usual conversations......
" eh how abt this one?"
"What are you toking abt??!?#%#$&....this one too long lah....so short, i want one hanging one"
"Darling ah...wait. Darling!!....see Hamon....ur dad always like that one...always walk off never wait for us..."
Now my head is really spinning..........
Make A Difference
Won't you Lord, Take a look at our hands
Everything we have, use it for your plan
Won't you Lord, take a look at our hearts
Mold it, refine it, as you set us apart
We want to run to the altar
and catch the fire
to stand in the gap between the living and the dead
give us a heart of compassion
for a world without vision
We will make a difference bringing hope, to our land.
Tuesday, July 12, 2005
$600,000
What can one do with 600,000 dollars? The options are limitless. You can buy a car, a piece of land, live off it for the rest of your life, etc etc. For me, i would give 100,000 to charity, give another 200,000 to buy love, joy and happiness, if they can be bought. And the other 300,000 to support me for the rest of my life. Would buy a farm somewhere and live off it for the rest of my life. What a happy ending......
What would YOU do with $600,000?
15-13 10-15 16-17 was the jaw dropping score which i played with Aaron today in the SAFSA open singles finals. We played for about an hour or so, and it is fer me one of the best singles game i played for a long long time. I could endure the long rallies, could return almost all the shots that came, albeit some which went out, and i could get into offence and attack my way through. Seriously, after losing the 2nd set, i almost wanted to give up, thinking to myself that i would not be able to last the 3rd. To give Aaron credit, him being himself, he was making all sorts of mistakes that allowed me to gain points.The feeling of being able to play like my old self is exhilarating. It has been an agonizing 3 years. Like what my OCS wing sergeant major would have said, " Now, u r a caterpillar, a MAGGOT. But soon, you'll be able to FLY like a BUTTERFLY!!!! The time will come, soon. But not yet. Only God will noe when the time is right.
Money is not the root of all evil
The LOVE of money is.
What can one do with 600,000 dollars? The options are limitless. You can buy a car, a piece of land, live off it for the rest of your life, etc etc. For me, i would give 100,000 to charity, give another 200,000 to buy love, joy and happiness, if they can be bought. And the other 300,000 to support me for the rest of my life. Would buy a farm somewhere and live off it for the rest of my life. What a happy ending......
What would YOU do with $600,000?
15-13 10-15 16-17 was the jaw dropping score which i played with Aaron today in the SAFSA open singles finals. We played for about an hour or so, and it is fer me one of the best singles game i played for a long long time. I could endure the long rallies, could return almost all the shots that came, albeit some which went out, and i could get into offence and attack my way through. Seriously, after losing the 2nd set, i almost wanted to give up, thinking to myself that i would not be able to last the 3rd. To give Aaron credit, him being himself, he was making all sorts of mistakes that allowed me to gain points.The feeling of being able to play like my old self is exhilarating. It has been an agonizing 3 years. Like what my OCS wing sergeant major would have said, " Now, u r a caterpillar, a MAGGOT. But soon, you'll be able to FLY like a BUTTERFLY!!!! The time will come, soon. But not yet. Only God will noe when the time is right.
Money is not the root of all evil
The LOVE of money is.
Monday, July 11, 2005
Sunday, July 10, 2005
Lovely~
the word that describes my weekend:) It has been a really lovely weekend, a weekend that is sooo fulfilling, so energizing and so well spent. Playing guitar for Prayer and Praise at BRMC on friday nite. Yes folks, fer me, anytime after 1730 hrs on friday is considered weekend. The weekend mood just starts from there. Even on friday itself im already almost on weekend mode..just have to wait for the job to be done, and the various routines to go through and hellooooooooooo Weeekend!!Continuing, painting my new house on Sat morning, it was a hot, sweaty, painty sat morning. Went out for lunch and a movie with a junior in the afternoon. Wactched fantastic 4...it was well...not say fantastic, but reasonable for $9.50. Then at night went to Civil Service Club for dinner, where i met the BOTAK pin(his head not so pin-nish after all, more like eggish..no offence:) Then today leh, church, dota, more painting, and finally to end the day had a lovely outing in IKEA, where we bought many many things for the new house. My weekend was really squeezed to the max, rushing here and there to meet friends, do personal stuff, having dinners, continuing the daily routine....but it was totally cool and enjoyable. I just hope that every weekend i have can be so fruitful. and to top it off, Today is Payday:)
My clerks tell me that i have alot of patience. Patience with my chief clerk, who has the loudest and longest burp i've ever heard, who never fails to act blur in times of need, and act smart in times of....no need. Who takes forever to close a simple window on her computer, who is ever sooooo worried abt every small little things. Patience with a-boi kwek, who is very computer illiterate, trying to teach him how to operate microsoft word and excel to do simple tasks and documentation. Patience with.....a particular clerk, who in my other clerks opinion, is trying to "play" with me.
In 3 weeks, i have only seen this guy 3 times(or something close to that). He seems to have the ability to fall sick almost every other day, and find reasons not to come to work. Because of certain reasons i tolerated his antics until now. Now, my patience is running thin. In my opinion, i have been too nice, too lenient, and too soft-hearted as an officer. I have never questioned my clerks when they ask me for leave or when they report sick. So far, none of them have abused that trust, except this one. I think the other clerks have given me respect for the respect that i have given them...ya noe, mutual respect. i trust them, they trust me. My patience is running thin, and i am going to take action pretty soon. If i do not take action, the respect that i have gained from my other clerks will vanish into the thin, cool air.........
the word that describes my weekend:) It has been a really lovely weekend, a weekend that is sooo fulfilling, so energizing and so well spent. Playing guitar for Prayer and Praise at BRMC on friday nite. Yes folks, fer me, anytime after 1730 hrs on friday is considered weekend. The weekend mood just starts from there. Even on friday itself im already almost on weekend mode..just have to wait for the job to be done, and the various routines to go through and hellooooooooooo Weeekend!!Continuing, painting my new house on Sat morning, it was a hot, sweaty, painty sat morning. Went out for lunch and a movie with a junior in the afternoon. Wactched fantastic 4...it was well...not say fantastic, but reasonable for $9.50. Then at night went to Civil Service Club for dinner, where i met the BOTAK pin(his head not so pin-nish after all, more like eggish..no offence:) Then today leh, church, dota, more painting, and finally to end the day had a lovely outing in IKEA, where we bought many many things for the new house. My weekend was really squeezed to the max, rushing here and there to meet friends, do personal stuff, having dinners, continuing the daily routine....but it was totally cool and enjoyable. I just hope that every weekend i have can be so fruitful. and to top it off, Today is Payday:)
My clerks tell me that i have alot of patience. Patience with my chief clerk, who has the loudest and longest burp i've ever heard, who never fails to act blur in times of need, and act smart in times of....no need. Who takes forever to close a simple window on her computer, who is ever sooooo worried abt every small little things. Patience with a-boi kwek, who is very computer illiterate, trying to teach him how to operate microsoft word and excel to do simple tasks and documentation. Patience with.....a particular clerk, who in my other clerks opinion, is trying to "play" with me.
In 3 weeks, i have only seen this guy 3 times(or something close to that). He seems to have the ability to fall sick almost every other day, and find reasons not to come to work. Because of certain reasons i tolerated his antics until now. Now, my patience is running thin. In my opinion, i have been too nice, too lenient, and too soft-hearted as an officer. I have never questioned my clerks when they ask me for leave or when they report sick. So far, none of them have abused that trust, except this one. I think the other clerks have given me respect for the respect that i have given them...ya noe, mutual respect. i trust them, they trust me. My patience is running thin, and i am going to take action pretty soon. If i do not take action, the respect that i have gained from my other clerks will vanish into the thin, cool air.........
Thursday, July 07, 2005
Typical day in S1 branch
" Yap ah, help me file this"
" James, are u able to help me check how many pple failed their BMI and gimme the figures and percentile? send it to me in softcopy. Thanks"
"Kwek! still doing Routine Orders? wah lau eh...3 weeks here already leh..why like that?"
" Ted, eh...where's Ted ah??"
"Sleeping in the innovation room lah sir..."
"Jeff, help me collect something from DIV okie?
"Karnan!?"
"Sir, karnan never come again...RSO.. he think he going to ORD can play already..we also can play with him..."
"Ma'am ah, ke2 yi3 bang1 wo3 cha2 yi4 xie1 dong1 xi1 mah1?"
......... "Ma'am??"
"BBBBUUUURRRRRRRPPPPP!!"
"#$^#&$%#%#$!$!!"
Today did not feel like a typical day at all. In fact, it was the most fun and exciting day i ever had in S1 branch. It was not the usual routine at all, with most of the pple not arnd. I myself wasn't around in the morning till around 10, rushing back from SAFSA OPEN only to realise that my email account just crashed, for the 1st time in history. The floodgates have opened, and mail poured into my account after 2 days of inactivity. To add to the misery, Uncle Hong send me a nice little(in bytes not really) game.Was wandering around the office for a gd half an hour, waiting for the problem to get fixed.
The most non typical day today that happened was that we made a new branch movement chart. For the benefit of those who don't noe what that is, its a chart which monitors whether you're in camp or outside and why. Jeff, Yap and i took pride in doing the new chart, and when it was done, i looked at it with great satisfaction and a sense of achievement. After being in S1 branch for almost 1 and a half months, i finally made a difference, aesthetically speaking. Not implying that my branch looks like ur storeroom or sumthing like that, but well, something has been changed. How about a small little step for army transformation for you? :)
Change is imperative in an ever changing environment
" Yap ah, help me file this"
" James, are u able to help me check how many pple failed their BMI and gimme the figures and percentile? send it to me in softcopy. Thanks"
"Kwek! still doing Routine Orders? wah lau eh...3 weeks here already leh..why like that?"
" Ted, eh...where's Ted ah??"
"Sleeping in the innovation room lah sir..."
"Jeff, help me collect something from DIV okie?
"Karnan!?"
"Sir, karnan never come again...RSO.. he think he going to ORD can play already..we also can play with him..."
"Ma'am ah, ke2 yi3 bang1 wo3 cha2 yi4 xie1 dong1 xi1 mah1?"
......... "Ma'am??"
"BBBBUUUURRRRRRRPPPPP!!"
"#$^#&$%#%#$!$!!"
Today did not feel like a typical day at all. In fact, it was the most fun and exciting day i ever had in S1 branch. It was not the usual routine at all, with most of the pple not arnd. I myself wasn't around in the morning till around 10, rushing back from SAFSA OPEN only to realise that my email account just crashed, for the 1st time in history. The floodgates have opened, and mail poured into my account after 2 days of inactivity. To add to the misery, Uncle Hong send me a nice little(in bytes not really) game.Was wandering around the office for a gd half an hour, waiting for the problem to get fixed.
The most non typical day today that happened was that we made a new branch movement chart. For the benefit of those who don't noe what that is, its a chart which monitors whether you're in camp or outside and why. Jeff, Yap and i took pride in doing the new chart, and when it was done, i looked at it with great satisfaction and a sense of achievement. After being in S1 branch for almost 1 and a half months, i finally made a difference, aesthetically speaking. Not implying that my branch looks like ur storeroom or sumthing like that, but well, something has been changed. How about a small little step for army transformation for you? :)
Change is imperative in an ever changing environment
26 Sandilands Road
Unlike the transformation from a 2G army to a 3G one, this change may not be necessary. Indeed, it will take place nevertheless. For the better, for a newer, for a CHANGED lifestyle and a breakaway from routine, at least for a while before it becomes routine eventually. I just would not believe that after 13 years of serving me well, i am going to part with something that is part of me. Something that is my haven of refuge, my place of solitude, my dungeon, my hideout, my cave, my den, my nest, something that i call home. It is amazing how things changes so fast, and for all i noe the above mentioned could be my new home in just a couple of days. I am both feeling excited and at the same time reluctant as i will be leaving my comfort zone. So watch out folks, i might just be dialing your number in maybe a month or 2 inviting you over for my house warming.
Changing for an ever changing environment
Unlike the transformation from a 2G army to a 3G one, this change may not be necessary. Indeed, it will take place nevertheless. For the better, for a newer, for a CHANGED lifestyle and a breakaway from routine, at least for a while before it becomes routine eventually. I just would not believe that after 13 years of serving me well, i am going to part with something that is part of me. Something that is my haven of refuge, my place of solitude, my dungeon, my hideout, my cave, my den, my nest, something that i call home. It is amazing how things changes so fast, and for all i noe the above mentioned could be my new home in just a couple of days. I am both feeling excited and at the same time reluctant as i will be leaving my comfort zone. So watch out folks, i might just be dialing your number in maybe a month or 2 inviting you over for my house warming.
Changing for an ever changing environment
Tuesday, July 05, 2005
LIVE
talking abt patience.
talking abt patience.
- Enduring COA's speech for transformation to a 3G army at the indoor stadium for close to 3 hours. Butt aching but fulfilling. Spine bending but enriching. Wondered even how in the world would someone be able to stand at the podium and talk for 3 hours abt army transformation and LIVE, an acronym for something but dunno whether its classified, so better not mention here, just in case my ass gets busted. Was discussing with my fellow officer Sean abt COA's tenacity and determination, standing there giving the speech. His answer was " he ain't got 2 stars for nuthing"
- I have never waited soooooooo long to play a badminton game b4. There was interclub badminton today and SSC was playing Mayflower. We had to wait 2 hours b4 the players came...wouldn't wanna get into the details of it. but yeah. that's the crux of the whole thing. Machiam we waiting for Kings. While waiting for our games to start, we played among ourselves, i partnered Marcus and we played against Soon On and Lionel. Also, i had time to teach Macey some Chem. Sheesh, it was when i realise how long i've been away from the books and from A levels. Everything, well almost, was a blank. I just hope what i've told her is not so far from the actual thingy.
Being an officer has certain power which i have yet to discover, till now. I just gave instructions to my clerks this morning that they can go off at 3. As long as they've completed their work and all. This power is not something that i have gotten used to yet after being an officer. " I can give off one ah?" will come into my head. Its just feeling quite wierd, especially with S1 power, but not with S1 rank and seniority. I guess i will have to get used to it, and maybe cherish that power while i have it.......
With great power comes great responsibility, with great responsibility comes greater extras.....
A. C. F.
For my christian friends, nope that doesn't stand for American Christian Fellowship or any other christian fellowship.
Sometimes i just wonder is there life after 5? Judging by the meeting held by my S3 today (it's operations/trainings officer), some pple just ain't have the life after 5. Well, todday was a long day.......... 730am to 930pm. 14 hours at work. i can't believe im spending more time at work than at home. It took great effort for me to sit quietly in that seemingly uncomfortable chair in the conference room not to fidgit too much and fiddle with my pen, silently protesting that hey guys...im still an NSF ya noe...and so are the few here. Our working hours clearly states 0730 to 1730.Haiz..but then again, part of me says that i shouldn't complain. Some pple have to stay in ya noe. Then again, staying in is sort of a blessing...spend less, save more, sleep more.....
It was half past 10 when i stepped into the house. Thinking to myself again, about working life. Will i be like my S3 when i grow up(sound so immature right...), working OT and stuff? To me, the drive to continue to work and work and work will only come from the need to support my family, the need to survive in this fast paced world that we are living in.
Tommorrow, it will be another long day. With a LIVE workshop in the morning, (Leadership/Learning, Image/Identity, Values, Experience) followed by Army Commander's Forum in the afternoon at Indoor Stadium followed by the inter club tourny vs Mayflower at St Margaret's. It will hopefully be a repeat of the last result.
Patience is a virtue....
Monday, July 04, 2005
Newer than e New kiD oN da block
Hello, this is totally new fer me... but i guess i'll get the hang of it, and soon pple will start to be able to read all kinda nonsense and corny stuff that i put on this page.
Anyway, today was the finals of the AVIVA open. I just have something abt AVIVA. their big yellow banners all over the indoor stadium with that cool blue AVIVA word printed nicely on it, their "AVIVA" fans wearing the bright yellow AVIVA shirt,the little girl sitting at the back of me and aaron making so much noise and constantly hitting aaron's head with tt AVIVA yellow balloon thingy, and of course my AVIVA insurance policy. The one which i bought during my BMT, afraid that something will happen to me during army. The salesman was like telling us "....and u noe ah this guy...." "and that guy...." "serious injury..." " he died..." still can remember i was pretty freaked out... Back to thee point. it was a thrilling 6 hours at the indoor stadium, with top class badminton players playing badminton at its very best. Its SOOO amazing how the players move and retrieve the shuttle and hit it with such power and speed. Analyzing my current standard and my current training "regime", i'll be able to attain their level in.......a zillion years. The badminton circle and scene in Singapore has definitely grown bigger over the years, with alot more pple coming forth to watch the tournament, more sponsors, more advertisements...and more support. More importantly, more youngsters picking up badminton. After losing touch from reality due to the fact that i was busy serving my nation in national service and hence the badminton lay off for over a year, i realise that there are alot of new faces that i have not seen before in the game. Its only 1 year man...makes me feel soooo old. Nvm...as long as the heart and soul remains young. It's wat's inside that count It realli heartens me to noe that the sport in Singapore is doing realli well. Maybe in 2012 we will realli be able to make it to the thomas cup finals...Mmm..maybe.
Hello, this is totally new fer me... but i guess i'll get the hang of it, and soon pple will start to be able to read all kinda nonsense and corny stuff that i put on this page.
Anyway, today was the finals of the AVIVA open. I just have something abt AVIVA. their big yellow banners all over the indoor stadium with that cool blue AVIVA word printed nicely on it, their "AVIVA" fans wearing the bright yellow AVIVA shirt,the little girl sitting at the back of me and aaron making so much noise and constantly hitting aaron's head with tt AVIVA yellow balloon thingy, and of course my AVIVA insurance policy. The one which i bought during my BMT, afraid that something will happen to me during army. The salesman was like telling us "....and u noe ah this guy...." "and that guy...." "serious injury..." " he died..." still can remember i was pretty freaked out... Back to thee point. it was a thrilling 6 hours at the indoor stadium, with top class badminton players playing badminton at its very best. Its SOOO amazing how the players move and retrieve the shuttle and hit it with such power and speed. Analyzing my current standard and my current training "regime", i'll be able to attain their level in.......a zillion years. The badminton circle and scene in Singapore has definitely grown bigger over the years, with alot more pple coming forth to watch the tournament, more sponsors, more advertisements...and more support. More importantly, more youngsters picking up badminton. After losing touch from reality due to the fact that i was busy serving my nation in national service and hence the badminton lay off for over a year, i realise that there are alot of new faces that i have not seen before in the game. Its only 1 year man...makes me feel soooo old. Nvm...as long as the heart and soul remains young. It's wat's inside that count It realli heartens me to noe that the sport in Singapore is doing realli well. Maybe in 2012 we will realli be able to make it to the thomas cup finals...Mmm..maybe.
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