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Saturday, December 26, 2009


Its not funny for being confined in camp for 2 weeks and was treated like dogs.
Never it will be a good memory for me during this conversion course.
Running around in gas mask, getting mental torture and physically tired.

And as a result of this stupid stuff, i missed my cousin's wedding ceremony.
I don't know how to make it up to her.

And it seems i have to endure pain for the next 3 weeks again.
And hopefully, it will all come to an end.

I've yet to think of my new year's resolutions.
But, with this state i am in, i think I'll just do it some other time.

Someone: Bro, you have a gf?
me: Gf? whats that??....






what we could have been, 1:44 PM.
Sunday, December 13, 2009

Well, apparently, The EMT course has ended and everyone passed-out happily.
Its saddening to see everyone go to different path, separating each other and moving on
in life. Such bonding among each other was soo tight that everyone left with much of a heavy heart.

I cant deny that, the platoon that im in was much better then the ones during bmt.
They are a bunch of people who made you realised how meaningfull life is.
Teaching you through their mistakes in life, making you think that, its our choice to make
our life either easy, or difficult.

I cherish each and everyone of them. Very good bunch of peeps..

For some who did not made it through the course, on behalf of me and my platoon mates,
we wish you all the best in your upcoming posting..

I am now posted in Medical Response Force, and for one month, i will be having a tough time.
MRF conversion Course....

All the best to me and the others..
Good Night.

what we could have been, 11:08 PM.
Saturday, December 05, 2009


Another weekend burn at home.
Despite the wet climate,
i managed to entertained myself by watching short films in you tube.
Some of it made me realize that such lil things really made a difference and
made life beautiful..

As what I've predicted, some people just change themselves, thinking that they are
better than anyone else.
But, tell you the truth, they don't realize each and every single effort others made,
to get them into the right path,
and made them happy.

In fact, they would take the advantage,
to take control of the others.

Well, i will just wait and see how things would go on with their ego's shooting up into the sky...


On the other side of the street,
Where's that singtel promoter?

what we could have been, 11:55 PM.
Friday, December 04, 2009

A few weeks to go, and there goes 2009.
The medical course are coming to an end,

I've not been feeling that well from the start of this month.
Ever since this migraines attacked me, i could not sleep in comfort.
I could not focus that well when working.

And to think of it, at times, i felt something wasnt that right at all,
especially when i tried to set my goals up,
and some factors might just pop-ed up, and lead me to retreat over the options i got.

I may not even understand my own feelings,
and the worst part, i would tend to get irritated by small little things.

I am soo not having a good feeling on these,
and i hate this new occurrance.
It brought me away from reality, and it kept eating myself out.

I think i need a break,
to go somewhere peaceful,
a place where i could ponder over...
to release myself for once...after a long time...

I guess, i have not been visiting Mr Sunset for a very long time...
Anyone willing to accompany me....

what we could have been, 8:02 PM.

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