31.3.06


It's a pity that only one photo was taken tonight.. met up with my usual sec sch clique.. lionel, kl, qj, hh, xy, yuxian and sok. . really enjoyed tonight, so much that i even forgot about tml.. my accelerated heartbeat which lasted for hours due to that dreadful call this morning managed to slow down to it's normal pace.

oh ya, tml.. guess i have to sleep early tonight.. wouldn't b writing much tonight^-^*

more photos..



i guess i just needed a another reminder..

The fear that dwelled within me for almost a month now was aroused by a call from the Investigation Branch, informing me that they are trying to request to take over my case from the police. Tomorrow it's another round of questions-and-answers, and probably the whole waiting process repeats itself again.

everyone says that it'l be okay.

But they've never been through it before. i've never encountered similar incidents. Who can assure me?

30.3.06

触摸

听说南方从来不会有寂寞
听说在海面 时间没有尽头
你哭著告诉我 你和她梦想的重重
我会是你雨天的户霍 拥抱你的温柔

好想看你的笑容 跟离开的他说
你心中的分贝里这么 找都不会再有

轻轻触摸未来遥远的风 有一天你会找回你的梦
幸福是看的透而不是舍不得他的所有
慢慢触摸天空暖暖的火 我在这天黑了也不会走
你的快乐除了他还有 我永远守候
不要难过

听说冬天叶子瘦了会脸红
听说在天空 有迷人的星座
一起去探险吧 也许你会喜欢而感动
你沉默的时候 我知道你的心还很痛

真想看你的笑容 对你的他大声说
你心中那份美丽怎么找都不会再有

轻轻触摸未来遥远的风 有一天你会找回你的梦
幸福是看的透而不是舍不得他的所有
慢慢触摸天空暖暖的火 我在这天黑了也不会走
你的快乐除了他还有 我永远守候
不要难过

*jus added a link to sum1's radio blog.. the song can be found under "Chen Wei Lian -Chu Mo" ^.^
Arrrgh... 我不想睡!!!!!

29.3.06

老爸因为作完工 吃了晚餐 就得去寺庙帮忙..

每天见到他的时间平均一小时..

有时一迟回 连这一小时都没有..

长大后 有了自己的生活 少见家人

是否是理所当然?

与朋友逐渐疏远 几乎每个人都在经历..

这是否也是理所当然?

28.3.06

When i was a kid, i was mesmerized, facinated and simply overwhelmed. Now im no longer a kid, i still feel the same way. fro and i went to the science centre today. i had a great time , mostly because it was a last minute decision..we didn't originally plan to do this.. it was a 很爽快的决定...
happened to be in the vicinity of the place so why not? ... there were kids everywhere but.. oh well.. what the heck..

i vaguely recall the last time i went there as a kid.. everything appeared to be so fascinating and we didn't really bother to try and understand the theories behind all the strange phenomenons . Today, i was filled with a different kind of excitement, the kind that accompanies the satisfactory feeling when u start to understand the science behind the experiments. The science centre underwent an extreme makeover, totally different from what i remembered. Now it's equipped with aero-dynamic displays, you get to see 3D imaging of DNA, automated 3D periodic table, a fractional distillation column twice our height, polarisors, live marine creatures etc, etc, etc >_<*

the point is i felt like a kid again.. especially when you are all grown up..

..and you thought that you can no longer be fascinated anymore.

27.3.06

no good.

no good.

no good.

no good.

no good.

no good.

no good. no good. no good. wtf!!

作詞 : 趙偉 作曲 : 趙偉

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愛情的背後 永遠讓人難承受
我們手牽手 只能裝進回憶裡頭
妳對我說妳捨不得我 拋下我獨自一個人
曾經甜蜜悲傷快樂 留下結局我自己演完
埋葬我 愛換痛
我真的那麼差 肥皂劇一人
把愛妳 把甜蜜給背叛
我能喚回什麼 什麼也沒殘留
我不懂 真得不懂

故事的背後 永遠讓人難承受
我們手牽手 只能想妳過去溫柔
妳對我說妳捨不得我 拋下我獨自一個人
曾經甜蜜悲傷快樂 留下結局我自己演完
埋葬過 愛換痛
我真的那麼差 肥皂劇一人
把愛妳 把想妳全拋開
我能換回什麼 什麼也沒殘留
妳不懂

我真的那麼差 肥皂劇一人
把愛妳 把甜蜜給背叛
我能挽回什麼 什麼也沒殘留
妳不懂 妳真得不懂

詞葬葉 曲喚雪 by趙偉


一向不看小说的我.. 这次却花了三个夜晚读完这篇小说..忘不了的兩個月又5天

他们说读完后都不停地哭...

我却没掉一滴眼泪..

是我没了自觉,还是我已经忘了伤感的滋味..

但读完后也已经是凌晨两点.. 感觉上全世界都以入眠了..

唯有我还无法入睡..

感到很空虚.

可能只是暂时而已吧.



what?!... it wasn't me.

Make every shot... a power shot.

Swimming. Jakuzi. Suana. BBQ. Private pool table. Sounds great? Don't really want to lie to you guys but it was everything but great. i don't know what went wrong. Wrong combination of people? Wrong time? Too few people? too expensive? Look like every little factor played a part to screw up that Saturday night 'cos the rest didn't appear to be having fun. don't wish to elaborate much. Just my mistake of suggesting a get-together when not everyone wants to get together..


26.3.06

i've been through restriction, under total control, suffocation. i've been granted absolute freedom, salvation, time. but im never satisfied., for one question still huants me. One question that questions my existence and the rationale of everything that's happening ard me.

What is it that i want?

i can tell you i've died months ago. i can tell you i've never been alive before. in the past, what i cherish and so desperatedly hold onto despite being at the verge of losing them don't really matter to me anymore.i plug those ear pieces into my ears , the DJ blabbering non-stop, i realise all of a sudden that i never really listened to what he was talking about. i play my mp3, letting it play JJ's songs down the list, moments later just to realise i never really listened to any one of them. i sit in front of the tv, not watching the show but just merely letting the moving pictures fill my mind. what is it that i want?

i am dead. im no longer thinking. for those who are concerned, don't have to worry about me. 'cos i don't feel anymore. im kind of numb and i no longer think. most of the times it's lonely. but ironically, im not alone in feeling lonely. and unfortunatedly, it's normal and it's happening. End my life today and ask me if i regretted not being able to do what i wanted to do. i would definite tell you that i am regretful. But turn back time and let me live my previous 2 decades all over again, i'll tell you i can't make it any better and i can't do it. i haven't blogged for some time, because i didn't feel like blogging these few days. people read my blog. they read for updates and interesting stories. But what is it actually that they are looking for? And what is it actually that im trying to convey to them? Has this blog drawn us closer together? Or has it reminded us of how far we have drifted apart? Has it allowed them to understand me more? Or has it made them realise that they've never known me right from the start? ya im still asking questions. but im no longer looking for answers. im not interested. What the hell is it that i want?

it's been three wks since i returned from thailand. What happenedback in that foreign land is already gradually fading from my memories. im blessed, and at the same time cursed, with a poor memory. but that aside, it's not my point. These few days i've been trying to find things to do to spend the days, to kill time. it's weird that one craves to have break from all the work and when he's granted all the time in the world, he'd rather work his mind out so that he doesn't feel that he's wasting his life away. movies. aimless window shopping. mindlessly watching the tv. driving lessons. meeting up friends for lunch and more aimless walking. weights. what more? now im thinking of finding a job. not because im interested to learn new things. not because im really short of money. But rather , to kill time. is this what my life is all about? trying to find something to occupy myself so that i don't feel that my life is wasted, when, in fact, it is wasted. If that is the case, i'd feel sad for myself. And i'd rather die. seriously.

i don't even know why im writing this down. it's not as if i really needed to share all these with anyone else. maybe just to keep track of my thoughts 'cause it's running all over the place. sometimes i though letting this blog revert back to becoming my personal private journal like it was intended to be in first place. sometimes i even thought of shutting it down. but i didn't let that happen. i don't want to feel that all that was recorded for the past two years can be deleted with a mere click of a button. wasted.

i've lost many things as im growing up. And i lament for the loss. but things that you never lose, you never cherish. most of the times it works that way huh? After ord, i've been trying very hard to hold on to some friendships. but the more i try to hold on, the more i lose. the more i lose, the more i lament. And the more i lament, the more i know that i cherish. but it's inevitable and it's happening. sometimes you just need to ask some very simple yet crucial questions to know what in the world is happening. If you really cherish our friendship, why is it so hard to find a time to meet up for a simple lunch? is it not worth the time? Do we really have to wait for that one single day when you have absolutely nothing on then we'l have a chance to have a meal together? If that's the case, then ask yourself, in your heart, where do we stand?Why is it that i wasn't able to find the chance to give all the the thailand sovieners out to my friends? are they that busy? it's been three weeks. Why are last year's xmas presents still lying on my desk? If you cherish us why is it that i see online most of the time but you never thought of saying hi? You constantly say that u mis my company then why do i feel that you are not very keen to talk to me through sms? Why did you lie?

Questions. Questions. Like i said, im no longer interested in answers. sometimes the questions you ask, are the answers you're looking for. it's not some words of wisdom,and im not trying to be sophisticated. it's something that you know. Just that sometimes, people need to be reminded that's all.

17.3.06




mega happy hr? mega freaks!!

we. are. the. men. in. black

the 5 sir family.. with the still-considered-presentable xmas tree*

the mindef family.

together, we fall. literally.













People do not tend to remember. They tend to forget. i almost forgot what we went through last month, until i was reminded. By photos. Mere photos. All the while i was reluctant to go through the photos that my snr med took with his cam. Maybi because those were tough times. Really tough times. It wasn't easy at all. It's even tougher to claim our worth. And maybe i didn't want to be reminded. But.. if those times weren't tough, the memories weren't be beautiful. Isn't it?

We are the forgotten platoon. But this forgotten platoon will never be forgotten by me. Don't even bother asking me how tough can a medic be. It's alot tougher than you think. Definitely.

空.

空虚.

你是否也和我一样?

12.3.06

just went through all the photos in fro's flickr. nostalgic feelings coming.

fight it. fight it. fight it!

it wasn't a floating world. it's real.
And it's over.

11.3.06

Maybe i was too preoccupied with my case which was still pending till this very day, i don't really experience all the nostalgic feelings that all my about-to-ord friends are experiencing now, even though i offically recieved my pink ic yesterday. Guess that was the blessing in disguise because i hate that nostalgic feeling more than anything else. but i know that feeling would haunt me, like it did to the rest, just that it would be late.

ord means freedom to the rest; but to me, it's salvation. i heard rumours that they were going to take it as a "civilian" case, but unless my case is settled, i can never be free.

8.3.06

making it seems worthwhile..







"perhaps the weight he carries is a load of memories that
he would like to shed, but cant"


7.3.06

when i punched my ear..

when my ma told me Don't do anymore silly things. Look like gangster..

when she said Don't make us worry again like erge did back in sec...

when they caught me with a contraband item at the custom..

when s1 asked my Why did you do it? Why are you so silly? Why must you test the system..

when csm screwed me this morning at the brigade anniversary, said that he should have charged me...

.. i feel like breaking down. i wanted to cry.. finally i asked my myself Have i gone too far? What the f**k is wrong with me? I don't even know what it is thati want. cluesless about where im heading.

occasional pats and squeezes on my shoulder by peers were comforting. but none of which i deserve.

im just so worn out...

5.3.06

The airport has never been a more terrifying place. They caught me with a comtraband item i bought from Thailand. Said it wasn't allowed in spore. Said it was against the law. Said that i broke the law. S1 came over and asked me Why did you do it? why did you test system? i muttered under my breath i don't know.

Some of my friends walked away.

Some of them stayed.

i'd rather all of them head back home. At that moment, my mind was blank. Totally wiped out. i didn't curse under my breath. didn't look at my friends when i was detained at the custom. After bomdarding me with questions, i was handed over to two policemen who escorted me to an office at the basement for my statement to be taken. Two hours. The ordeal lasted for around two hours. By then the rest of the battalion was gone, probably reached home, still wondering what had happen to the one who was still detained at the airport. Today, i was a criminal.

When i reached back home, didn't know how to break the news to my parents. The officer told me that i'd be contacted again. Warning. Or charged on court. Put yourself in my position. And you'll feel my fears.

If this happened years ago, ignorance can still be an excuse. But at my current age, i've to start answering for my own actions.

1.3.06

01/03 . 0046 . SYC bunk

Guess the sandman have forgotten about me tonight. Couldn't sleep. Especially with the occassionally burstes of laughter from those who are already heading for home tomorrow. Bastards. Closed my eyes but still as awake as ever. These few days of absolutely-nothing-to-do were harder to endure than the atec period itself. The boredom is already driving some of us crazy. everyday, people try to sleep their time away, waking up only to realise time's reluctance to go any faster. Every now and then, you get to he people shoutng things like, "Xian ji bua!" It's aslow and painful torture. Seriously. Although till now i never have a clue for the reason of my existence, after almost a week of no-purpose, i realised that i really crave for something more out of life. Something worthwhile.

The army has devoid me of the freedom that truely belongs to me. occasionally i'd joke with my comrades saying things like, "Yea, im a bastard." But for once, i really wish to be one. i don't wish to care about handing over my appointment and the department. im not even the ic., how much more can they ask for? No more so-called obligations. I had enough. They just have to make do with what they have. before they learn to appreciate. i've still got more important things to worry about.

Still got to pickup from where i left off since enlistment day. i see my route to future paved with my fears. Al least that's something worth worrying about. i shall not left jatred wear me out any further.

im a bastard anyway.