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Time’s counting down to the new year, and to a shorter extent, to the time where i have to book in again.

I’m starting to understand the importance of education, though it greatly affects the brightness and the path of the future, it also shapes up the character sense in yourself.

Its irritating to put people from all walks of life together, only to be sabotaged by those people who don’t use their brains to think when they act. Obviously punishments come in the form of the famous “one for all, all for one”. But this is so unfair when there is really nothing that we can do about them.

Selfish people only think about their own personal fun and enjoyment at the instant of time, they do not regard the consequences that they will bring about to themselves, not to say for the people around them.

Having lived for almost 2 decades, it really sets me pondering what they have been doing all these years in their life, doing things as and when they wish.

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After much training , i still failed my IPPT, standing broad jump, i will conquer that 9cm from you!!!

The prep course in HTA is going to end soon, hopefully life would be better when the fit squad people comes in.

I’m going mad polishing my boots and ironing my uniform, can’t believed i spent the whole afternoon doing that so faithfully, pray that the inspection tomorrow will go on smoothly.

This is where blogging comes in useful, when you have no one to hear the rubbish that you wishes to blabber. At least to a non-living thing, it will neither respond of give comments of your rubbish rattles.

This is the more emo passage of my life, with 2007 coming to a close in another 5 days or so, its good to conduct some self reflections about this things that i have achieved/not achieved in this year.

This year has been exceptionally fast and hectic, considering some of the more major events like SYF, A Levels, Enlistment.. The year really did past by in a flash, and the little moments to think of what to expect next of myself.

In the upcoming year, i’m expecting myself to accomplish some things.

I really hope i do!

Its the Christmas Season yet again.

Whenever i think of Christmas, its the approaching of the new year, which is also the end of the current. The usual thought would be that school’s reopening and there’s ton of work untouched.

But having left school, all that’s left are the obligations for National Service.

Despite the differences, many things still remains as stagnant as it it.

People make mistakes and wrong choices and decisions in life, probably it’s because of all these  that makes what is called life.

Still pondering if all these are caused by the incorrect moves we take. It all happened with a cause, and mind that it comes with an ED and there’s not much we can really do about it at this point of time.

Arguably, there are no dead ends in life. Its the solutions that make tables turn around. Somebody provide me with some answers to my problems, to salvage the situation.

What a Christmas!

It’s finally the time for walk-out, after spending 9 days in HTA Camp. Many thanks to JiaHao and Angie for the send off..

And of course.. my parents too.

All those rumours about slacking life away in Police Force is more or less bullshit, i believe trainings are on equal standard compared to Army. Furthermore, ours is not progressive training, so in short.. Life’s tough with that much physical workouts.

After those arduous times there, at least i’m now feeling more built and muscular now, better toning of the body.

Police really distinguish themselves well with Army. Most of the things they do, though similar, sounds different.

Instead of “knock it down” , we have a more refined way of carrying pushups..

“to the left/right on your palms down”

Its more troublesome, because we have to move accordingly to the direction given.

One of the most dreaded action is to do PT in raincoat, especially in the company grounds. With limited grounds provided, its really restricting our actions and the raincoat’s weight makes PT more unbearable.

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Qualification is something that differentiates people around, even in NS. It’s kind of insulting when they say if we do not conduct ourselves well, we will de demoted to XXX. Which this will make those people in the XXX Category feel like 2nd or even 3rd class citizens.

But this is the world here in Singapore, when paper counts. If not for this way, i believe many would feel unjust, studying so hard for the past 13 years in life and only to be working and treated like some other Tom, Dick and Harry that never even completed proper school education.

That’s where the difficult part come in, people that do not receive much education do not really think about their actions. Like the way they talk and carry themselves, which will lead to trouble not only for themselves but all the people around them too.

Well, they specifically mentioned that there is to a certain degree of secrecy in the PF, so its not very advisable to openly discuss about such stuffs here.

Its many more months to go, and i better clear my IPPT next week. I want my Saturdays!

Training to be a NSmen, not NSboy.  Endure.. Persevere!

In a few moments time, i will be disembarking on the next phase and journey of my life. A point where by past experiences say that it is a period  where boys turn into men.

National Service!!

Do drop by here often and check out for updates. Especially on book out days, bet many are curious about the life of PoliceNSmen in Home Team academy (HTA) since, majority of the people out there do not get the chance to undergo this process.

Glad that both my parents are able to go for the send off invitation. Though it is only a small gesture on their part, but it sure does make the whole process more significance and memorable.

So till then….

Those who are working.. happy working

Those who are slacking… get a life!

Farewell!

Over the past few days. i’ve literally disappeared away from the cyberspace and blogosphere. Most of the time i was at my grandmother’s wake and at TzuChi doing AV volunteer work.

After much struggles with pain and hardship, she finally left us on a fine morning. We all knew it was a matter of time that she will leave us probably another 3 or 6 months, but none of us expected this to come soon.

Though i do not have very vivid memories of myself with her when i was young, but in the later years of my life, i could feel that i started talking to her more than before when i visited her. Probably due to the mild language barrier that existed; the incompetence of me to speak fluid hainanese.

Not that shes no longer with us, its impossible to treat it like things never happened. Its impossible to say that i as a human being made of blood and flesh do not feel sad about it. But whats happened has happened, there’s really no point crying and tearing for the parting someone in life.

To me, she’s play a role of grandmother. But to my aunties, uncles and my dad, its the death of their sister and mother. I believe that the heartthrob they are feeling is much greater than me.

Throughout these days at the wake, thoughts kind of gets sorted out straight. Probably its really better for her to leave this world, to alleviate herself from the immense sufferings she is under from illness.  Maybe her time is really up, and she has indeed chosen a appropriate time to leave us, where the whole family is able to give her a proper funeral, with the presence of everyone in the family; especially my father who is always overseas.

All we can do now is to continue praying and transferring merits to her, hoping that she finds peace in the Land of eternal Bliss and Happiness in the West.

Well, though she is physically separated from us, but i believe she will continue to live in our hearts, in our memories; never forgotten.

Life is fragile once again, cherish the people around us, especially our parents. I shall elaborate on this further soon, on something which made me feel and reflect of what we have done the past years while growing, and the sacrifices and hardship our parents have made for us, in order to bring us to where we are now today.

Rest in Peace Grandma.

It was almost the first time being alone for the whole event in the AV room. Normally, i would arrive only when the things are being setup properly, and all i have to do is to control them. But sad to say, i’m the only one covering the event today.

Well, in one way or another, it was a good learning point for me to not rely so much on others to do the setup, and really get down to earth and learn the operations of the startup of the system.

Luckily Boss was just a phone call away and there were some kind souls around for some assistance. Glad that the show when on well, though with a little glitches here and there.

Can’t really expect things to be that perfect with only 1 person in the room controlling EVERYTHING. From lightning to sound to slide shows, dvd players, cameras and mixer. So many knobs and buttons, how can i operate full swing with only 2 hands and 10 fingers. 

I ain’t a thousand hand buddha.

I’m still at the premature stage of playing with Photoshop, allow me to doodle some side works on my blog for experimental sake. I guess its more of such practices that can sharpen up my skills on this wonderful tool.

And thanks to Sayanee for imparting her skills on Photoshop to me, though i guess i won’t really make a good disciple. Hah!

I am glad that my leg is less sore now, able to walk faster now. Though the thought of climbing that flight of stairs, especially the downwards one still sends shivers to my thighs. Hopefully it will be better tomorrow, and that it will not restrict my movement and involvements in more upcoming gatherings and outings.

2nd December, the day many runners are awaiting for. The biggest event of the year, Singapore Standard Chartered Marathon.

I’m proud that i managed to finish the run, though the timing was scary. But nonetheless, I FINISHED IT. I thought i almost died in the course of it.

So much for not training hard enough for it. I only took my training up to 21km, and had not really run since alevels started and holidays was too exciting and busy for me to run.

One of the stupidest thing i did which i regretted deeply was to tie my shoelace too tightly. This resulted in the blisters appearance at the 10km mark, and i had to bear with the pain for another 15km until i finally took the marathon in the form of a walkathon.

Now that my whole lower body, the thighs especially, is in great sore now, also on my shoulder. My mobility level is almost zero. So if you are asking me out these few days, do expect a disabled person by your side.

But at least.. I finished my first marathon, i got my finisher’s medal and tee shirt.  The joy and triumph when crossing the finishing line, which makes all the effort and pain and sweat worthwhile.

The next time i join, i swear i would train hard for it. If not i shall downgrade myself to a easier course. Hah!