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It's headache for me now.
Mum bought a new set of wardrobe for me the day before, and I had to pack up everything - my clothes, books, travel momentos, photo frames and many more... So many dusts such that I have to don a mask because I am allergic to them. Had to even use vacuum cleaner to suck up those dusts. I hate the noise and I am a clean freak!
My heart sank when mum told me the old wardrobe would be disposed of. It's been with me since primary 6, even with my drawings of cruise ships on the door. All would be gone.
Mum also bought china chair set or "zhong guo yi." Damn fucking hard and uncomfortable to sit. Why will people wanna torture themselves when there are sofas to couch into? I am into china ware, but certainly not china chair.
Soon, my study table will be the next to be purged. I tried many times persuading mum not to change a new set, but she could no longer stand the sight it. I remembered spending so many hours every day on the table struggling for my o levels. To think it was 4 years back. Time flies and now I am an insensible twenty one year old boy.
Now I have no mood to reorganise my stuff back. Maybe I shall leave them till weekends.
I woke up at ten plus, feeling depressed and in despair. Things I have always yearned for seem unreachable. How I hope I can sleep forever, without waking up to experience what I am experiencing now.
Skeptical me.
Naive me.
Childish me.
True colours are beautiful? No, they are not.
Left jr's place in the morning. While on the road, a traffic police stopped us by the road. Jr's driving a red plate, so was supposed to display supplementary license for driving outside the restricted time.
We took a taxi to Singapore Post to purchase the license, and had breakfast at coffee and toast. Then took taxi back to kaki bukit where the car was parked. The penalty might be up to 20,000 bucks. Today is really an unlucky day.
I reached home at one plus, and slept till five.
Then went east coast park for cycling with ken. Initally wanted to stay home, but it will only make me depressed.
I walked home from east coast park, instead of taking a bus. I wanted some time alone outside. Thought many things through, they were confusing.
Fucking throat. It's always giving me a hard time. Sore throat. Whole day kept "ahem, ahem!" In the middle of the night mum woke up to prepare honey for me. It soothed my throat for awhile, but the pain is still there.
To think I only had sore throat two weeks back. It must be due to the banana chips which sis bought in cambodia, and I ate in plentiful.
For the whole day I have been arranging the stuff in the stationery store. Doing stocktake was extremely frustrating. Almost alone in the store for the whole day, shiok! Some offered to help, but I rejected. Sergeant wl came in asking me to slack. So we chatted. Then sergeant kh came in to help me move cartons of envelopes which were so heavy.
We then had lunch and an ns men in his thirties approached us to chat. He talked to us how he and his camp mates would patronise prostitution houses on every night out in the past. So we conversed in the most crude way. We fully utilised an hour's lunch time. Usually I gone back to work in less than half an hour.
Lieutenant raymond came looking for me. Just to ask how am I. Fancy him asking if there is any job opening for him at my office. He could ask my ma'am if she still wants me, if not I will return to my previous unit. God, let me stay.
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Howling like a wolf
Raindrop like my tear
The laughter of the past
haunt me deep in my heart
How I wish I was never there before
A world of darkness
We cry when we were born
We leave with tears
Death allows us to rest
in peace
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To think I only had sore throat two weeks back. It must be due to the banana chips which sis bought in cambodia, and I ate in plentiful.
For the whole day I have been arranging the stuff in the stationery store. Doing stocktake was extremely frustrating. Almost alone in the store for the whole day, shiok! Some offered to help, but I rejected. Sergeant wl came in asking me to slack. So we chatted. Then sergeant kh came in to help me move cartons of envelopes which were so heavy.
We then had lunch and an ns men in his thirties approached us to chat. He talked to us how he and his camp mates would patronise prostitution houses on every night out in the past. So we conversed in the most crude way. We fully utilised an hour's lunch time. Usually I gone back to work in less than half an hour.
Lieutenant raymond came looking for me. Just to ask how am I. Fancy him asking if there is any job opening for him at my office. He could ask my ma'am if she still wants me, if not I will return to my previous unit. God, let me stay.
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Howling like a wolf
Raindrop like my tear
The laughter of the past
haunt me deep in my heart
How I wish I was never there before
A world of darkness
We cry when we were born
We leave with tears
Death allows us to rest
in peace
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Had a good one hour non-stop swimming at midday, before tanning for an hour. Then it's back home for lunch. Had cod fish for the past few days, cod fish with potatoes, cod fish with instant noodles. Today? Steamed cod fish with rice, together with vegetable soup that mum have prepared. Simply loved cod fish to the max, the only fish I liked.
Now I'm really sleepy. Feel like taking a nap, but afraid tonight I'll have difficulty falling asleep.
Tomorrow's back to camp again! Holiday's over in a split second.
While on the way to town, mum and I decided to visit vivo city instead. It's still as many people, and I wonder if majority of the Singaporeans who are off today were there.
The Hagen Daz' and Pacific Coffee's bistro (or al fresco) dining area overlooked the harbour, it will be such an enjoyment lazing on the white sofa. The floors are covered using teakwood.
In the late afternoon at four, we left for lunch with sis at funan. Initially wanted to have dinner at A Roy Thai, but it wasn't open at that time. So we ended up at swensen's having my favourite black pepper seafood pasta. I had their fish and chip as well.
It's home again, and I slept till eight thirty. Simply too tired. Someone would say "OMG all you do is sleep!"
Should be "all I know is sleep.."
Met up with nb the day before at half past two for cycling on pulau ubin. We cycled, then rested at a refreshment stop, then cycled, then rested again on a bench facing the sea. Practically using the bike for less than an hour's duration in total. This saved me from all those aches on my ass.
We left for vivo city at 6, reaching there after sunset. Initally wanted to have dinner at swensen's, but the queues were putting us off. We had a really budget meal in the end at Banquet, a teriyaki don for 6.90 bucks. The rice tasted fantastic.
The mall was really huge! Simply clueless where to start walking from. Our final stop was at coffeeclub where I had a decaf coffee. Although it stated no caffeine, but I still felt like vomitting after that.
Jr called asking for a cuppa while I was on the cab, and we met up at tanjong rhu where his car was parked aside. Went ecp and I had a huge cup of earl grey, filled to the brim and scalding my hands every second.
Returned home thereafter, with my owl eyes refusing to close for the night. Sleepless night is really tormenting.
Later going city hall with mum, where we'll have lunch with sis at A Roy Thai. Tomorrow's the last day of enjoyment. Don't feel like working on wednesday.
Can't believe I woke up so early at 8.30am for a breakfast with jr at kallang's macdonald's outlet. Got a free ride there, and later to orchard where I met up with ken and shaf. Initially wanted to go ecp cycle with ken, but decided not to because I'm googled for waking up so early.
I've bought Stephanie Sun's album for myself:) Loved those songs.
Sunny day tomorrow. Gonna bike in pulau ubin with nb. Can't wait for mon for prawn mee lunch with mum, it's been years we've not been there... since sec 2?
I just read GET blog, simply filled with memories. If only time could rewind itself and pause at that instant. The most memorable one was when we were practically fighting in the car, tickling nb while parked at labrador park. It was really so energy consuming as I tried not to fall out from the car.
Now everyone is busy with their own life, studying or serving this fucking land. Perhaps it's time to plan a day out. My and sh do not you agree? But I think my will take the lead as usual in such plans.
My weekend hope for mobilisation has been dashed. I couldn't get a good sleep because anxiety couldn't get over me, as I kept waiting for the cell phone to ring. But it didn't. My weekend would be spent at home idling.
In the evening, I walked to my bus stop and handed over a marketing book to sergeant kh as he wanted to borrow it. That was the second out-of-house trip I have made today, the first being a trip to the market to buy breakfast.
So I slept through the afternoon, but was awakened by second sis' call asking for my shirt size as she was at Gap store.
It's really lonely to be home alone. Too quiet to feel peaceful. The only thing I can look forward to is a good weekend on the upcoming week.
Travel bug is knocking on my soul this few days. Browsing the eurail website simply inspires me to visit europe after ns. Perhaps a month of travelling across italy, switzerland, france, belgium and holland would be fantastic, but that would mean putting up with hostel stay and backpack-on-the-move. Now I am day dreaming. Where can I find such money to visit? To think that I only receive fucking low 350 bucks a week. Sis, sponsor me can? I will be grateful to you for life.
I thought I could relax this weekend, but no longer anticipate because there may be mobilisation. The probability is quite high, as one colleague told me the previous mobilisation was a false alarm.
We were briefed on our duty when there is mobilisation. I will be the chief activator of the north of this fucking land, and got a little worried because I only know woodlands is in the north. Is yio chu kang in the north or west? I hope it's not north because I really got phobia of it because of the road sign. Everytime I see the road sign pointing towards yio chu kang, it inevitably reminds me of my and sh. As I have always told my that she lives in the forest, because I am used to associating choa chu kang and yio chu kang with forests. They seem so deserted to me.
If the ns men failed to report within one hour of the mobilisation hour, my duty is to call and notify them. If they fail to report beyond three hours of mobilisation hour, I will have to take chartered cab to their house and serve them a notice. If they are not at home, I will have to paste a notice on their gate. Another thought arose within me: "Am I a debt collector? Some more I won't be in uniform. People will thought I am a sales person, refusing to open the door to me."
Mobilisation is to test the alertness of ns men in times of emergencies such as war. Seriously if mobilisation occurs during wartime, it means (to me) taking down my luggage from the top of the wardrobe, packing my favourite clothes into it, grabbing my passport and atm card, and off I am flying to anywhere far from singaroar!
Even though my weekend may be burnt, I am looking forward to mobilisation because we will be entitled to two days off.
At midday, I went with my officer to cmpb for work purposes. At 1 plus, we were done with our things and so had lunch at the canteen. Since we were not going back to camp, I edited her essay which she has to submit for her communications course.
To say frankly, I almost wanted to burst into laughter just looking at the title "Ah Choo and her father."
Come on! What an ugly name. Still got people use "Ah Choo?" It reminded me of a chicken rice seller in my neighbourhood. Suddenly I felt "John," "Peter" and "Robert" a nice name.
The story was about how ah choo and her father had communication problems due to differing mindset. She asked if it was a boring story, but I couldn't say yes! Throughout my editing I kept asking myself why she wanted to write on ah choo and her father, instead of ah choo and her colleagues, or even tom, dick, and harry.
But one thing I admire her was her thirst for knowledge. She's over fifty, yet still learning. Even though her grammar was way beyond salvation.
Sometimes I wonder if I should guard myself against her. Her colleagues and clerk gossiped about her to an extent I pitied her. I kept telling myself not to pity her, because one day I will surely regret it. For all the gossips, I shall let them in into my left ear and out from my right ear, unless she got on my nerves one day. Ahem! Should be one fine day...!
ah choo and her father... lol. ah choo was motherless, because her mother died while giving birth to her... her father was a traditional man... she hated to be controlled too much... her father retired early due to (deteriorating) health (such that) ah choo became the sole breadwinner... she believed one day her father (who usually kept to himself), will open to her... she prepared reunion dinner for him, but her father did not turn up as he was unprepared and felt awkward... (he only realised her daughter's good on his deathbed, whereby ah choo cared for him till his departure).
The above was my summary for an essay of over seven hundred words.
I wonder if it was her experience in life.
She let me off after my editing, at about 2 plus.
Nowadays I am looking forward to the week of deepavali. Off on monday and tuesday. No overseas trip though.
Come november there will be no public holidays, perhaps it's time to get an mc.
Today has been a bad day, all due to the stupid haze, totally spoilt my sat.
Initially wanted to meet up with ex-secondary school friends, it's been years since we last met, some of my close friends, but the haze made me kinda dread to go out.
I was in my room, almost changing into my clothes to get out, and dad came in asking if I wanted him to buy any dinner. I told him I wanna go out, and he was like "WHAT? IT'S SO HAZY!"
It was so discouraging, and I hung back my clothes.
For the whole day, I have kept all windows closed. But somehow I could still smell it. Spraying lavender air freshener throughout incessantly.
One thought comes to my mind: "Why is Indonesia our neighbour?"
Tomorrow's sunday, and soon comes monday, dread and sweat again. Keep thinking of those "no courtesy people" really make me wanna split apart.
Think no more.
Medical certificate seems to be long forgotten in me, but today, I got 2 days of it.
Initially I wanted to skip camp tomorrow by visiting the doctor due to minor sore throat, but by the time I seen the doctor at seven, my throat condition has worsened to that of infection, thanks to Sumatra for causing the haze. They might as well burn the whole of Indonesia.
I could visit the polyclinic because it's free for nsf, but having to take a bus there from home and queueing deterred me from going. Instead, I paid a whopping 45 bucks for a consultation at a private clinic in my neighbourhood. My friday is so expensive, to think I actually earned more than 55 bucks a day during Airebus' days. Now? 2 bucks an hour, plus more work to do.
Today's time at work passed by quickly, because I was outstation. I got to ride on SAF's mitsubishi lancer with a corporal whom I knew him today and a Malay driver, both of whom were from Nee Soon Camp. We worked, slacked, then work, then slacked from 10am to 4.15pm, before they sent me back to my camp.
Everytime I see the road sign pointing the direction "Yio Chu Kang Road/Jln Kayu," I have phobia because I really hate my camp mates. Most have no courtesy, officers do not reply when being greeted, and there were two commotions among 3 camp mates in my office for the past 2 days. I sat quietly at one corner, busying myself with work while my ears remained sharp at listening to what they were quarrelling over scheduling of duty roster.
I really pitied the guy who was being scolded by the other two camp mates. Firstly, for scheduling one of the camp mates a duty on Friday. Secondly, the other camp mate scolded him for asking whether a lady officer was present at work on a daily basis. I mean it's his duty to check on the attendance of staff every morning, so why scold him when he asked about that particular lady officer who was late almost everyday?
Others from my previous unit were envious of me getting a place at my present unit because there are less high-ranking officers (I thought so previously as well so I requested for a transfer) but now I discover it's a shitty place. I can't wait for another outstation duty with nsf from nee soon camp and I can't wait for some of them to ORD early next year.
I have been hallucinating too much. Hallucinate that the haze condition worsens till the camp is shut down. Hallucination leads to delusion, delusion leads to suffering.
Never in my whole life have I met such people. Uniquely Singaporeans!
