I dreamed a dream

To put this on record.

Eyes flicked open this morning at 4.15am. I woke up thinking about you. It has been more than a week and it's still bothering me. You told me you may be seeing someone. Does that mean I still stand a chance? Is this a competition? My timing was bad. I was distracted by someone else, whom I thought could be the one, when THE one has been there waiting for some kind of reponse from me.

I was too dim to notice.

Someone else has caught your attention. I am probably not the one for you.... To be honest, there is still a glimmer of hope in me. If we are meant for each other, we'll be together.
But for now I leave you to pursue the other one.

I don't know. On one hand I would like things to work out for you, so you'll be happy. On the other, I still wish we can work this out again.

The dream of you offering your arm, warmth and affection cuts me so much, I wept when I woke up. I don't know how long this is going to take, but I hope you know... that I've fallen for you. Deeply so. Even my subconscious mind is thinking of you.

You told me not to dwell on it. But things like this don't come often... for me at least. Not to say it has been easy for you, but why don't you give me a chance?

Too little, too late?

I hope I'll figure it out soon. Maybe the dream will one day come true.

Maybe...

Pulau Ubin

What a sin it would be if they were to tear this unique house down. The only house with a fireplace and chimney. Hmmm... does Santa Claus visit it?

Monthly (PMS?)

I seem to be blogging only monthly. Maybe every month I feel like I need to... u know... discharge. Toxins that have accumulated in my system for the past few weeks. So this blog is like my sanitary pad that soaks up the "dirty stuff" that I need to get rid of.

Ok, enough of analogy.

I have something to be excited about! (well, that's rare you know) I have booked a 14D Indian Himalayas trip :) Will be going with Florence and Geok Tin. Lots of preparation I tell you. Got to get winter clothing, got to get trekking shoes (because we are trekking up the mountain range), some camping equipment, etc. And also to better acclimatize ourselves before the actual trip, we have decided to meet every Sunday morning for run and body conditioning.

We are so serious about this. I would call this serious fun.

This is certainly something the 3 of us wanna commit to in our lives. See the highest mountains, and experience exotic culture. It's ironic how India was never in my list of "places-I-wanna-go-before-I-die". It's a good chance to open up my mindset and see for myself.

And I haven't even set foot on China.

Goin on a 4-day course during office hours next week. Kinda happy because I don't need to work. Hehe... and I get to learn something. (I hope) Lady boss keeps wanting me to do research for the graphics I'm doing. They should change my position name to visual journalist or something. And I had to do one on this colossal squid. I HATE SOTONG. DISGUSTING.

The luxury of feeling dry

And I mean the backside specifically. Having a WET butt is an awful feeling, especially when you are very tired and wish to catch some sleep.

I got to experience days of having a wet rear during my last in-camp training. Due to wet weather and morning dew, the grass and dirt tracks are perpetually wet. And since we humans don't usually sleep while standing, I got to sit on the damp ground.

Wet undies stuck to ur butt cheeks and the feeling of coldness, while the gravel further 'accentuates' the feeling. AHHH!!! The thought of it makes me squirm.

On another note, we (the platoon) are all in it. So this experience is not mutually exclusive. We've probably complained about everything from weather to food to the distance we're walking to the officers, but well. we survived again. I'm so fond of this group of people I tell u. We've gone thru so much sh*t together, and sorry for the disgusting analogy, but shit binds us closer together. I feel a tinge of sadness whenever we out-pro. Is it only me? I never get bored among these people...

We don't meet up as regularly as before, and with work and personal committments, we'll probably see one another only yearly. Do they think of me like I think of them occasionally? I have no idea... Maybe they are only too glad to go back to their girlfriends/wives/family.

A wet backside is bearable with these people who will go thru thick and thin with me... if necessary. Till then my frens of platoon 6.

It's been quite some time

Wow... my last post was more than a year ago! Seems like I have lost the motivation to write. Can't imagine where I got my writing ideas from years ago... when I used to post at least one journal entry weekly.

Maybe when you grow older, you have less to grouse about. Well, on the contrary. So many uncles and aunties out there are complaining about everything from rising kopi prices to how the laundry doesn't dry in the rainy days. Older = more responsibilities = more unjustice = more unhappiness = more rants.

Makes sense?

Sometimes I make a conscious effort not to complain too much in front of my family or friends. It ultimately leads to MORE complaints on their side. This exchange of how-I-am-so-pissed-off-with-my-life snowballs into gargantuan proportions and we are like the little helpless beings causing this disaster that we are running away from. (Imagine big snowball rolling down hill and we are running away)

But from time to time, guess we need to shovel that accumulated snow aside... and to different directions. Which means try to complain to different people, haha! Unless you have a friend who is so ever-willing to listen to your every comment on how life has betrayed you ever again.

Maybe certain things are worth being taken lightly. Think too much hair turn white, right?

Collect 'em all!

Woohoo! After a week of intensive collection of biennale badges, we've gotten all 95 of the badges!!!

:D

Open your eyes, and don't blame people when you are ill-informed

Recently I asked a couple of friends if they want to visit the Singapore Biennale exhibits. To think they ask me to explain what is the "Singapore Biennale". My mind was going, "WHAT? You do not know? It is advertised everywhere... huge banners, posters, on TV, on websites, on taxis and even in Orchard Road, and you do not know what it is?"

This is despite that the exhibition has been held since early September.

I despise people who do not read up on current affairs, and do not know what is going on around them. They are either too concerned with what's happening to themselves, or they think the world revolves them. Everything and anything that does not directly affect them will not be in their daily agenda. I have even met people who knew NOTHING about the NKF saga last year. :|

Ill-informed people! ARGH!!!