Let’s get high.

There must have been particular moments in your life when you start feeling tired of the mundane cycle, when the passion begins it’s fusion with death, and all you want to do is make a great escape. Oh yes, you sure do know what i am referring to.

Undergoing service term in OCS is wonderful despite the hectic daily schedule. For example, we get to learn a new weapon, the following day will be the technical handling test, then followed by a live firing already.

All the strenuous activities, such as intervals/30:60/endurance run will be in the early morning, basically draining half of our maximum capacity. The rest of the day will be filled with lessons, which i find myself struggling to have a major epic battle with the Zzz monster instead of trying to pay attention/take down notes.

Free time will be spent revising what we have learnt because our superior will always be picking random “try to avoid eye contact” personnel and interrogate them with questions. Failure to answer will simply result with “i want to keep fit” punishments/regime.

I am seriously upset that my short Deepavali break just went past in ultrasonic speed, poof. Looking at what is to come, the Sunday morning book out/Sunday evening book in, the impending hardcore, no joking matter, omgwtfbbq, ten days field camp at Singapore’s favorite island, Tekong. Oh wait a second, i still have IPPT this coming Saturday and with my hamstring/quad muscles still severely sore, seriously going to doubt my performance as for now.

Anyhow, at least i still have my brothers to go through all these ahem with. Hardships bring people more closely knitted.

Continue to pray that the fire in me will continue to burn, perhaps get more motivated to burn stronger. That someone special will come by and inject me with Novocaine (i’ll be delighted if i get a small dosage of Valium too), then hold my hand and pull me through.

F.Y.I my commissioning date will be like on the 20th of June 2009. So, so, so far away la!

Okay, time to shower and prepare for book in, till next time.

Day by day, it will eventually pass boy.

Prima facie and in my opinion, what’s ahead of me is a blackhole, an empty space, and i’m becoming like a desperate archeologist, the burning desire to discover what’s underneath. Will it be a happy one year ten months? Or will i uncover myself within a vicious cycle, having the weekend bookouts as extreme ranting session with friends?

Without a doubt and honestly speaking, my heart feels extremely heavy, like when you’re into a tumbled into a enormous lovey seawave, constantly trying to read her mind. Not to worry, i’m not emotional about girls because after Adelaide and the initial vibe these girls gave me so far, whoa, totally dumbfounded.

Anyhow, i went to cut botak (bald) just now, man, it was not easy mentally. When the hairdresser took up the electronic shaver, with the metal against metal zagging sound, sent chills up my spine and i was about to yell out for a single dose of valium to clam down.

Getting a female opinion was critical and i’m thrown with fifty fifty opinions to digest. Some of them would prefer my korean emo or whatever you wanna call it hair, and some thinks i’m hotter (perhaps just trying to console me). Well it doesn’t matter, dressing well and looking good ain’t going to be the best revenge anymore.

It’s my papa’s birthday today too and had a major feast at Vivo’s Crystal Jade, had to stuff myself silly because i’m going to miss good food for two weeks i think. My sister sent some audio compact disc and a lengthy letter that made my papa cried silly. Honestly, i was appalled, my papa’s always portrayed himself as a very traditional and strict man, and this is the second time in my life i saw him cry. He was so moved by the words of my sister that he called her immediately to her of his love. Whoa, it was emotional and once again, i really do miss my sister.

Well well well and oh my, so long for now, i will see you people a fortnight later. It would be really nice if you could pray for me.

Peace out, and bonjour SAF.

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