Saturday, April 16, 2005
i've got ten minutes to write all that i want to say before i sleep. its sucks. and it doesn't help when you're having guard duty tomorrow. with loads of assignments and reports. and an endless pile of journal entries (that will be checked) and a personal testimonial to write... you know you're either:
1. primary school boy
2. friendster addict
3. in some funny uniformed group
4. or an officer cadet in ocs.
the tables's been kinda messy. there's an empty chipsmore double chocolate wrapper lying around, with a peanut butter flavoured captain crunch next to it as company (still quite full thankfully) and topped of with some i've-yet-to-find-out-where-but-is-famous tau huay(also emptied).
dang.. 5 minutes more...
somehow its more homely than ever at this home.. i lurve the smell of my pillow and dear bolster.. that warm bed. something you don't usually get back in ocs. heck.. you be lucky if you can get a full 7 hrs of sleep there. well. i don't.
mosquitos there are a different thing altogether. imagine all the biggest mosquitoes. multiply all of them by ten. give then face-biting tendancies and the uncanny ability to become intangible and tangible again. well.. so much for the mosquito net~
"eh..
perserve la..
you chao gu-niang"
"damn"
times up!
denn~ strode past at 11:20 PM
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Friday, April 08, 2005
somehow.. i always believed that for one to mature and to become the man that he will eventually be, one must go through a turning point at some point of his life. this point could be different for each and everyone of us. it could come in the form of a traumatic event, like the death of a loved one. or even show itself in the guise of a guiding hand of a good friend whose always there, looking out for you and inadvertably, changing your life. ultimately, one will change.. for the better.. or for the worse~
OCS's been a whole new refreshing breath of air for me. it may only have been three weeks, but the highs and the lows i've experienced there.. its more that words can say.. the officers there are one of the most distinguished bunch i've ever seen.. not only do they treat us with the respect, their heart-to-heart chats with us really opened up my world to the struggles that one has to go through before charting his future path in that big, misty sea.. we were silent when we heard one of their stories, perhaps sad.. for me? i just felt -respect- for that guy.
the friends there i've made are great too~ i've got a long lost pri school frnd there, some HC frnds (most of which i know thankfully) and some really good people out there.. to go through thick and thin for the next 35 weeks.. haha what more can i wish~
then again, it can get kinda..depressing? sometimes.. i just wish everything can go back to e times like back then in BMT.. slower pace.. more people to chill out with.. sergeants to talk cock with.. haha then again i guess its ocs.. inspiration? yeah definitely when i was watching the graduation parade last sat~ i was filled with pride and awe at that parade, especially when the marching past started.. to see jingrong, elmo and many many more seniors being commissioned.. heard they had a tradition of giving out red packets if we go greet them after e parade... haha guess it was banned~then again.. haha.. i guess i will get there one day.. won't we?
this may be one of the many turning points in my life.. we're all still learning, changing, maturing as a whole.. i won't be a complete person. i'll probably never will.. but i'll keep trying... till my one last breath~
cheers to life! =)
denn~ strode past at 11:54 PM
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