Past. Present. Future: June 2007

Saturday, June 30, 2007

a cv once again

a night in the city feels so good. haha we got to book out early dis week. something dat won't happen again in a veri long long time.

a week into AIT n the days haf been seriously packed. not much (if at all haha) free time these days. its generally quite sian n u tell urself u just can’t wait to get over wif it all n get out of dat place. maybe we’ve gotten tuned too much into bloc leave n haven gotten used to our new environment. possible.

but on the other hand, there r those rare moments when u begin to sense the honor of being called Guardsmen. its just a spark. a flame dat will grow in the weeks to come, when we will finally pass out in our khaki berets n the coveted guards tab.

onli if i survive it all haha...
haf a good weekend.

Saturday, June 23, 2007

one last one b4 i book in again...

after 10 days of bloc leave, i’m going Guards. to the uninitiated, its described as an ELITE infantry unit specializing in rapid depolyment. they haf also received special forces level training n r dam zai at helicopter operations. something like the commandos. heh.

after 2 weeks of living as a civilian, i don’t feel like going back to camp again. n the tot of how legendary n siong these guards r...

oh wells. aep gathering was realli fun haha. its been awhile since i laughed so hard. hoho. missed apri’s presence. we r realli one wacky bunch haha.

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art room realli brings back alot of crazy memories. art stress = a whole bunch of not veri normal pple lolz. we were once going fuck over coursework datelines. now, we're all going our own separate ways. there's ns, uni, work n there're some going/r already overseas, n there r always those missing in action. time does fly. n it gets harder n harder to haf these kinda gatherings as time goes on. maybe we see less reason to meet up. we've moved on to something else in life. or nobody puts in the effort. but i guess, as the song goes, we're still friends forever.

Sunday, June 17, 2007

shh
listen to the beat of the city in all its glory.

watch the streets come alive in the early morning

whiffs of polluted traffic at mid-day

even as the familiar bird calls beckon dusk in the heartlands

it never realli winds down in the city centre.

cheers to u, the city of familiar markets n hawker centres n hdb clusters n shopping malls.

the city where i hear the church bells toll on sundays

n all its temples, faces n familiar n unfamiliar smells.

i walked ur tree-lined streets n felt a breeze, a weary sigh.

when i watch u pour, i feel so sheltered, so at ease

i’ve never always loved u, but still

heres to u, the city dat lives n breathes.

Sunday, June 03, 2007

whispers in the morning

dis week will b 24k route march. time to mentally brace myself. then after dat POP LOH!

after pop, after all the photo whore-ing, section 3 will soon become a memory. its hard not to b close to ur bunkmates when u’ve spent 3 mths wif them. its their face u’ll see the first thing in the morning n the last b4 u go to bed. i’ll miss some of their peculiar habits, the hours tbtling late after lights out in the bunk, the dirty jokes we shared, or simply the sight of them in the bunk congregating at the table talking cock, listening to the radio, or just stoning or sleeping.

i guess its natural dat when we move on, old friends can drift apart as we make new ones. but there r also those u hold close to ur heart. true friendship to me is when u can enjoy something wif another person dats utterly simple, even to the point of doing nothing. n its these who will pick up the phone when u call at 4am dat realli matter. those dat u’ll never grow out of; the rare n precious ones who noe u n love u still the same.

happy birthday, my beloved godbro.

got in nus archi. parents r so happy they can save money on my uni fees. feeling blessed n thankful. its contentment to the point dat u dare to tell urself dat u can die tomorrow n still die a happy man.

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