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Sunday, September 28, 2008
Two Hundred Eighty Time
What i want to say to one of my friend.
'If your religious activities is interfering with studies, which would you choose? Choose to go for the activity and pray that your god will save your ass and give you an A for the exams? Choose to study and not attend it, anyway you are going to heaven even if you dont go attend right? Your chronic emo shit is affecting everyone , dont you see that?'
Since the topic is on religion, let's touch about it.
Christian- You who believe in god will go heaven. So i presume i am going to hell. I dont understand why anyone would believe this. Only through jesus then you can go heaven. To me, its serious crap. Previously, i went to one of my ex friend church activity N years ago. So this guy gave me a brochure and explain this jesus thing to me. On that brochure, there's two pictures. Its two flat ground with a gap in between. The first picture shows a figurine standing on many layers of good deeds, charity, volunteer, but he could not get to heaven. The other picture show had a cross in the gap named 'jesus'. Which means to say that only through jesus then you can go to the other side, presume to be heaven. If a non believer who So what does that mean? So even the zimbabwean president can go heaven if he becomes christian?
Something to say, but nothing to say.
and so He speaks
Monday, September 15, 2008
Two Hundred Seventy Nine Time
My adventures in the ulu island have finally ended. The last day was much more fascinating than the previous few days.
I followed a small monkey around to see what it was doing.
I walked on the seabed when the tide was super low. The seabed was out of the water all the way till the end of the jetty. Managed to walk about 1/3 of the length. Miniature sea creatures were scrambling along the seabed. Crabs of different colour, mostly brown and orange. Super small mudskippers about 1cm long. I also found lala.
There were alot of coral reefs around. All of them have dried up and they became a path for me to walk on. The sand on the seabed was like sponge. Whenever you take a step, you can see water oozing out from somewhere close. It also had characteristic of quicksand. My feet could sink in just by standing still on one spot.
Today was the latest time to leave the island. The boat came at 2000hrs. The island was pitch dark and quiet, except for the spot light from the huts and the humming of the power generators.
I was thinking, have i been in the service industry for too long, that it have become a part of my life, even in the way i think and live. In the service industry, the customer is always right, so the service personnel tends to give in even though in their heart they are cursing and swearing. I am quite sick of thinking for others before self. Somehow, it seems that it made my life miserable by doing so. Maybe i should be start to become a ugly singaporean, kiasu, selfish, rude. Maybe that will be a better way out. Lols..
'How long are you going to ignore me?'
and so He speaks
Sunday, September 14, 2008
Two Hundred Seventy Eight Time
Back. My 5th time logging in. Too many things to write, need some consolidation.
6 September 08 was the day when my long time friend Ng Shun De and his wife Cynthia Heng held their solemnization ceremony at Shangri-La Rasa Sentosa Resort. Of course, i was there to witness such a great moment. For this special occasion, i chose a formal wear. Just when i thought its good to go, my mother stopped me and commented on my hair. "So flat". So i sat down while she used hair spray on my hair. When it was done, she said my hair will have a more 'pong' look. zzZZzz.. But i think i was overdress. Wearing formal wasnt a good choice as the ceremony was held outdoors near palawan beach. The wind was super strong but thanks to the hair spray, my hair was stuck there. Hahaha..
After the solemnization, there was a hi tea reception at level 5. The place was nice, unfortunately the food wasnt. The whole thing ended around 4.30. Took a lift from his relative to bukit batok mrt. The question of the day was "So when is your turn?". Hahaha.. How come aunties like to ask this question at this kind of occassion. Maybe they are waiting for another treat. Lols..
Havent been back to medical centre for the past 5 days. Was posted out of mainland sg for some bingbongbang exercise. The scenery there wasnt that great. Muddy ground, smelly mud, questionable handwashing water, attap huts toilet, lots of insects. Good thing i was stationed indoor most of the time. The seawater there were much cleaner than those in mainland, at least the water at the coastline is clear. It would have been a great place for beach lover with great sun, strong wind, some soft sand, trees for shade and less the banglas, thais, dead corals, and the toilet sewage linked to the sea. :)
Day 1 was good. Did some fishing there. I had to learn how to hook the bait, cast the bait. By the end of the day, i caught 3 fishes. First fish was around 10 cm, with some white poka dots. Second was a swordfish like fish about 20 cm. The third was a yellow fish with black stripes around 10cm. Gave the first two fish to the thai and let the other fish off. Fishing is a good way for time to pass. Sunburnt.
Day 2 and 3 starts to get stagnant. Just roaming around the room and admin area, reading and re-reading newspapers, playing PSP.
Overall, its still quite a bore to be there. One more day there and i will be back to medical centre to face all the emails. Sianz..
My senior medic is back after he completed his course for three months. Days without him in the medical centre can be quite boring. Because there will be endless things to do when he is back. Good that he's back to control everyone again, even the infantry medics.
Went for mid autumn festival celebration at limbang park on 120908. Reach around 7pm. Look see look see around while waiting for ck to arrive. When he arrived, we start to walk around the whole park to explore. Its almost the same as last year, the games, the tea and mooncake appreciation corner, the first aider shelter, firesparkers, old school lanterns. I believe the budget this year is higher. The emcee was Chen Jian Bin, the 97.2 DJ. Near the end of the whole event, ming zhu sisters appeared and started to perform. Seems more like a getai!
CK and I were there professionally for first aid duty and personally for some other secret personal objectives. So CK fulfilled his, Gladly (doesnt this word just look similar). I think I fulfilled mine too. But sad to say, shit happens, in fact in a double dose.
This seems abit late. My medical centre suffered from IPOD (Irrelevant Post Olympic Distress) after the beijing olympic ended. Because we were so used to tuning in to ch 5 to watch it everyday and cheer for china, usa, and maybe sg.
Mid Autumn Festival reminds me of this.
明月幾時有 把酒問青天 不知天上宮闕 今夕是何年
我欲乘風歸去 唯恐瓊樓玉宇 高處不勝寒 起舞弄清影 何似在人間
轉朱閣 低綺戶照無眠 不應有恨 何事長向別時圓
人有悲歡離合 月有陰晴圓缺 此事古難全 但願人長久 千里共嬋娟
When 2 becomes 1.
and so He speaks
Thursday, September 04, 2008
Two Hundred Seventy Seven Time
After so long, i have forgotten about what happen on the eventful week. I remember celebrating nature(al) girl 22 birdday and celebrating S of SKB 21 birdday. Damn! Memory getting worse.
Got off day yesterday 030908. Rest at home till around 3pm. Packed my bag for judo and off to meet scott to go NYP. Finally, i am going back after a year. There is no longer a dojo. The training ground have changed to the dome. The tatami mats have to be taken out from the storeroom and lay out during every training. The training space became smaller, 10m by 10m.
See alot of white belts and a few colour belts. Talk to sensei for awhile. Then went to help around with the white belts and orange-green training. Even after a year of break in judo, i could still remember the katas. But of course, abit of rust have accumalated. Didnt join in the cool down (i wasnt even warmed up).
Put myself up for free throws. As usual, peh jj still can throw me. The feeling of being thrown is good. Lols. Not that I am sadistic, its hard to describe the feeling. The feeling of being in the air is great. Wan shit, jeremy, jane arrived around 7pm. So wan shit and jeremy were being thrown by me.
-To wan shit, "How much did your brown belt cost?" :)
Dinner at amk S11. Sat around listening to dennis crazy and lame jokes. Left about 2245.
Thoughts - The white belts were very nua, couldnt see any fighting spirit in them. Sad.
My upperstudy will be leaving tomorrow 050908 after two years of being in green. I was glad to have him as a upperstudy unlike my previous upperstudy. I had to clear the mess he made, he had unrepllied emails that were more than half a year old.
Without him around, the dispensary would start to become boring. Without all his crazy gundam moves, his eccentric theories, his snores during lunch hour and all the sinful canteen breaks. The already stagnant life there would be even more stale next week onwards. Haiz.. 1 year 2 months to go. I had enough of life in green.
Anyway, I have taken up a new martial art few months back. It is called 五祖拳.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Five_Ancestors
http://www.wuzuquan.com/video.asp
Its not all about physical strength. Mental strength plays a very big part. Mind over matter is a good phrase to describe this art. The moves are usually not fanciful, no high flying kicks, no hand hit hand effects. Hoping to keep my mind as clear as possible, or else i will never progress in this art.
Anarex is taking effect now. Till then....
and so He speaks
