Sad But True

just had supper with an old friend i got to know since secondary school. we went different paths after that though - he went to a junior college and i headed for a polytechnic.. but that's not the point. he's one of the few secondary school mates that i still keep in touch with, and he's seen me go through some shit, i've seen him go through some shit, and maybe we've gone through some shit together. (like the damned 4 years of suffering in SJI.) well anyway, that's not the point.

the point is, that he recently got himself hooked up with this girl. foreign blood too i must say. french. and so i was thinking that's pretty much quite a nice thing. i've been single and enjoying life on my own for as long as i can remember, but every now and then, there's this little lingering feeling for someone. but that's not the point either. now the reason he called me out to supper was because suddenly he's pissed at his significant other, or he had just pissed her off also. either way, he was complaining. complaining about how terrible life was to suddenly be with someone again.. about how all these commitments suddenly come in once more.

that made me think. how much of my time am i willing to devote to someone? we get lonely during our darkest days, but being with someone sometimes makes our brightest days darker. heh not all the time, but yeah sometimes commitment is a bitch. sometimes you just want to be on your own. in the end, it's probably about having more good days than bad ones, and choosing to be single or attached could very well change that result.

ponder ponder ponder.

in the meantime however, it's back to something that definitely made my days brighter.

my good old Ibanez Gio. =)

warriors of the world united

woohooo! just had a 3-day exercise this week at lim chu kang training area.. 18 of us were providing support for the 3rd guards battalion, playing as their enemies to prepare them for their upcoming proficiency test..

since i enlisted in the army, fire movement has never been so fun. heh we were donning this new vest that had sensors all over it, with a transmitter also attached to our rifle, which made the whole thing like some large scale laserquest game. and it was good fun, considering that 18 of us could wipe out an entire company in the battalion.

and to top it all off, we had tons of ammo to use, so it was all just happy machine gunning for all of us. it was tiring rushing up the hill through the waist high vegetation, but at least we didn't have to worry about getting our elbows or knees grazed when we landed as the grass was so thick it could cushion a fall. in the end, we overran the objective, but we were still declared the losers anyway cos the enemies are never supposed to win in an exercise.. sad but true.

and of course, there was no better war song to accompany the brothers of metal into battle than Manowar's Warriors of the World United! go get it people! you'll feel the rush!

sunday blues

and so my holidays have come to an end, and it's time to book in once more. it was a nice long holiday though.. at least i did something meaningful like bothering to go back and visit my relatives in malaysia after 4 long years. now i wish i had gone back every year.

we've moved into february now, and now begins the crucial countdown to the day i get back my freedom. 8 more months and 21 days! oh please do hurry.

the year of the dog

just got home a few hours ago from my new year holidays.. heh went visiting all the way up north in Taiping, Malaysia, the place where both my parents were from. most, if not all of my relatives are still there, which makes visiting really convenient, especially since it's such a small town.

I haven't been back for as long as i can remember now.. about 4 years i think.. and damn it sure felt good to be there once more. the food, the people, the super relaxed laid back lifestyle.. everyone just seems to know everyone there..

but then again that's not the point. the point is that i managed to see my extended family again after 4 long years, and it feels good. damn i gotta go back more often.