Thursday, April 29, 2004
i don't know if i've written about this before, i have this sneaking suspicion i have somewhere on someone's blog, but i feel like writing about it now, so i shall.well i'm just very disgruntled about how the saf manages its personnel. not really us nsf, but more of the regulars. i once thought of signing on, but upon seeing more on how the saf really worked, i was put off it.
i think it's simply disgusting what some people would do for a rise in rank. it's not all about subordinates bootlicking and stuff, it works both ways. the guy below writes a good appraisal, or writes a fake report, to help his boss, and his boss of course knowing of this would in turn, scratch his underling's back. the main problem is how the army is so preoccupied with rank. many just hope to rise up, some dont care how, and some arent bothered in what they really do in their term, as long as they keep getting promoted.
one thing that the saf has to go a long way in learning is how to deal with mistakes. there's no room for mistakes in here. it's pretty sucky. like how someone can make a mistake borne of carelessness, and because of that he 'hentah-kaki', or comes to a standstill at his rank for a while. and this neglects his performance in his daily work. he may be truly outstanding, but one major mistake and his career is gone. one of the important things in any working organisation is the capacity for making mistakes. true, defence is a serious matter with little room for error, but how can we expect greater creativity and ability to move forward if everyone's so afraid to make mistakes?
other matters just involve minor gripes, like inefficiency and bureaucracy. there's so much red tape in the saf, you're restricted in so many ways. and because of our ultra-duper safe environment, there's so much you have to do just to conduct a simple activity. yeah, i acknowledge that we're taking care of someone else's son, but at times things are so restricted they totally negate the benefits of training. inefficiency is another matter, where things take so long to process, even longer to complete.
another mini-gripe is not so much against the organisation, but the rank system. i think it ludicrous that warrant officers, some of whom are in their 50's and having clocked over 30 years in the service, have to address 19-year-young second lieutenants as 'sir' and salute us. it's just silly!
i guess i might not be the most qualified person to comment on this matter, seeing how i've had zero experience in the working world. but it's just my honest opinion. perhaps it's like that all over the working world, but i certainly hope not. one thing i've gotta hand to the saf though, it's certainly a pretty organised organisation (i'm at a loss of words to describe my stunning english) considering its size, and definitely its record so far is far from poor. i guess it's all a tradeoff sometimes.
weiming at 10:38 PM
Wednesday, April 28, 2004
since so many people like to put lyrics on their blogs, i shall hop on the bandwagon.ra-ma la-ma la-ma ka ding a da ding de dong
shoo-bop sha wad-da wad-da yipp-it-y boom de boom
chang chang chang-it-ty chang shoo-bop
dip da-dip da-dip doo-wop da doo-bee doo
boog-e-dy boog-e-dy boog-e-dy boog-ed-y
shoo-by doo-wop she-bop
sha-na-na-na-na-na-na-na yip-pit-y boom de boom
ra-ma la-ma la-ma ka ding-a de ding de dong
shoo-bop sha wad-da wad-da yipp-it-y boom de boom
chang chang chang-it-ty chang shoo-bop
dip da-dip da-dip doo-wop da doo-bee doo
boog-e-dy boog-e-dy boog-e-dy boog-e-dy
shoo-by doo-wop she-bop
sha-na-na-na-na-na-na-na yip-pit-ty boom de boom
to think i used to know the entire song by heart. sounds like i had an exciting childhood doesnt it?
the show's one of my fave movies from the past though. i love the music in it. anyway these lyrics do in a way reflect my mood. that is, i'm feeling like a kok. hurhur.
to ntu friends- jiayou! exams almost over. phuture on 5th eh? and somehow i owe trini a flaming lamborghini. i dont know why, but let's hope it knocks her out or something so she can embarrass herself -wink-.
oh just remembered. does anyone remember eating this snack that we all loved in our childhood? bee bee, it was called. now i'm desperately looking for somewhere where i can find this. well ocs does sell them in huge packets, but ocs is also on the other side of the world from where i live. pretty pretty please? i love the snack. i've been living on my childhood snacks recently. mamee and that funny pola snack hollow salty animal crackers.
gee we grow too fast, i miss my childhood already. bee bees, mamees and ra-ma la-ma la-ma ka ding a da ding de dongs.
[edit] oh for you ignoramuses out there, the lyrics i put up come from we go together, from grease. thought about it and yeah i guess some might not know.
weiming at 1:58 PM
Tuesday, April 27, 2004
finally finally had a good night's sleep last night. and when i say good nights sleep, i mean mroe than 6 hours of sleep. in fact i've only had more than 4 hours of sleep like once in the past week. gee. but anyway yeah i'm feeling pretty refreshed now. add that to finally getting some rest after a hectic week, and you have a happier weiming.to the anonymous person who left a comment, good for you.
and hoho finally a guy comments on my blog. thank you xiaowen. it's odd huh.
and no jac i'm not a flirt. dont make trini jealous. hahaha. yeap i'm going eric's house. wouldnt miss it for the world. havent seen all you people in how how long.
tammy - sounds good to me. just need a time and place.
and ting, no, as possible as it sounds, nah i dont really think so. haha. good try though.
oh and i finally caught the passion. on dvd. from vietnam. it's oreeeeegeenal. right. so anyway isnt it just so amazing how he did all that for us? pretty hard to imagine that all that happened 2000 years ago eh? i mean, it might not be totally historically accurate, but there i some truth to all that's portrayed in the movie. and yeah i see the cause behind the jewish communities fearing that it might give rise to anti-semitism. the movie really puts a lot of the blame behind Jesus' death on the jews. especially the line "it is he who has delivered me to you who is the greater sinner", which Jesus said to pontius pilate, referring to the high priest. overall a really good movie, lots of striking scenes, that just make you think about how you've been living your life. though i think the ending should have been extended a wee bit.
anyhows, gotta scoot, got a meeting. will check in again soon.
weiming at 8:29 AM
Sunday, April 25, 2004
come on ntu peeps! finish thy exams quickly. haha. well not as tho yall dont want them to be over with anyways.havent been in too good a mood recently. well i think i havent anyway. outwardly i'm still the same old guy (some things never do change, do they), but i've been feeling a little off. i'm not sure why, but i most definitely havent been in the best of moods. gee i just realised i described my mood like 3 times in 3 sentences. but nevermind about that. if you do talk to me sometime soon and i seem a little aloof, forgive me.
why do things always seem to conspire to put you in a foul mood. things never go right for long. in fact murphy's law seems to play a large part in my life.
well i gotta stop bitching about my life. even though i bitch like once every blue moon. maybe one day my head'll just explode from keeping everything inside. haha. that'd be a funny sight eh.
anyhow, squee's dead-ass funny, so are the various vids i've been downloading, and yeah my band by d12 is pretty funny too. go watch the mtv. it's hilarious. pretty much what i've come to expect from eminem anyways. worth every minute of the download.
my salsa makes all the pretty girls want to dance and take off their underpants
hoho.
weiming at 1:39 AM
Friday, April 23, 2004
ok i'll be honest. i haven't been writing these days because my brain's totally devoid of anything that's vaguely even worth writing about. the animal story really sucked out all my creative juices.weiming at 10:35 PM
Tuesday, April 20, 2004
so i suddenly got this bright idea to write a lame story. no doubt inspired by trini and her experience with the croaking squawking hamhams.One winter's day Farmer Joe went out of his house. In his patio he spotted his pet bullfrog.
"Hey!" he yelled. "How's the weather out there?"
"Frigid," the frog ribbitted.
"Totally."
He walked out, amidst the bitter cold, and went round to the barn, bullfrog in tow. There, his dog Rover sat, staring upwards at the barn.
"Rover, whatcha looking at boy?" he asked.
"Roof!" came the reply.
"I can't see anything, you see anything?" he yelled to the horse.
"Nay."
"Well then, guess we gotta check it out ourselves, eh bullfrog?"
So he climbed up the ladder to the roof.
"Damn," he muttered to himself. "it's covered in sand and stones, makes it so.."
"Ruff?" Rover chipped in.
"Mmmmm" the cows chimed.
But he walked on. And he searched, and there, lo and behold, in the gutter, the really really big gutter, lay a dead body.
"Oh my... it looks like it's been here for long... the body's already.."
"Rigid," the frog croaked.
"Oh stop completing my sentences you."
"To-who?" the owl to-whoed.
Frustrated and overwhelmed all at the same time, Farmer Joe sat down, helpless.
To the bullfrog he said "Ok, let's bury this body and hope no one finds it. I've got a spade downstairs, can you.."
Bullfrog: "Dig it?"
"Err.. yeah. Then again i suppose you can't."
"Twit, twit," went the birds.
So he carried the corpse down, to the yard, and dug a hole. He dumped the body in, and filled it up again.
"Oh damn, his hair's sticking out of the ground. Whatever shall I do," Joe wondered aloud.
"Pluck pluck," the chickens went.
"Brilliant!" So he set off plucking out the hairs one by one.
"Cock-a-doodle-doo," the roosters crowed.
"Haw haw," the crows cawed.
"Hee haw," the donkeys hee-hawed.
"Ah shut up!" he yelled as he finished the job. Getting rid of the remaining evidence, he trudged off back into the house, guilt-ridden.
"Damn, I didn't even kill him, why'd I bother to hide 'im. Ah well, what's done is done. Damn I'm starved after all that hard work. Think I'll go get myself a sandwich with lettuce and some.."
"Ham ham" went the hamsters.
ok that's the dumbest, lamest story i've ever written. and it doesnt even make sense. if you dont understand it, good for you, it isnt worth understanding. if you do, then well, you must be pretty lame yourself. or else you've got too much time on your hands.
weiming at 10:56 PM
Monday, April 19, 2004
ok, managed somehow to catch starsky and hutch today. it's damn funny! one of the better shows i've seen recently anyway. managed to catch a few old-friends-i-havent-seen-in-a-while, haresh, asri and daryl. and of course tammy, who doesnt really qualify as an old-friend-i-havent-seen-in-a-while. anyway, if any of you do have time, do spend a bit of dosh on the movie. it's worth it. side-splitting. and they got beautiful cars in it.now that i'm on the topic of movies, and given that i've just asked what chocolate everyone likes, here's the other question i've got. what popcorn do you eat! everyone i watch movies with always eats sweet. and i love salted. with lotsa butter on top. mmmm.
weiming at 11:46 PM
Sunday, April 18, 2004
ok, I, Lucifer is absolutely hilarious. at least that's what i can tell from the little bit that i've read so far. but it's a good book. and it satisfies weiming's first law of books, stating that all books shall not have the reader bored within the first 3 pages. well the first paragraph of this book is pretty damn intriguing, and i was well, hooked.but enough about the book. i'll write more about it once i'm done reading it.
might take a long time though, given that much of the time i devote to it's when i'm taking a crap.
anyway it's been a boring (surprise surprise) sunday in camp again. if i didnt have my xbox in camp, i think i'd have rotted to death. there's like nothing to do! (of course i'm conveniently ignoring the fact that activities that actually might be beneficial, like reading, do exist.) i suspect that every sunday that i'm in camp, you will be seeing a post by me on how boring it is. because it jolly well is pretty damn boring.
oh, now just a little survey. what chocolate do you prefer? dark? milk? mint? those with the funky gooey stuff inside? because i sure as hell love my chocolate dark, and slightly bitter. but most people i know seem to like milk chocolate. and i cant see why.
well people's(in general) exams are ending. jolly good. hope yall have a blast. wont hurt to invite me along too. grin.
weiming at 9:40 PM
Friday, April 16, 2004
i'm very slightly cheesed off now, and it's once again, all thanks to our dear, ever-so-courteous, good-friends-with-chinamen singaporeans.i was down at the supermarket, buying fruits. couldnt be too difficult, you think. but noooooooo. like half of the fruits(apples especially) had large depressions in them or were soft from too much squishing, and the other half had nice big holes punched in by fingernails.
i know of people who keep entire communities of microorganisms(who possibly even have a language of their own) under their nails, so no, i'm not about to sink my teeth into any of those fruits, thankyouverymuch. why, oh why, do singaporean aunties like to do things like this. why cant they just look at a fruit and say 'oh this might taste nice', rather than use their fingers to taste? not only do others have a tougher job of looking for fruits, it's a great big waste of em too! i kid you not. out of an entire tray of apples i had great difficulty finding just 5.
sigh. singaporeans. ever-so-considerate. courtesy begins with us alright.
so you, dear reader, if you've ever ever been guilty of digging a fingernail or pressing a thumb into any fruit, please do tell me. i will gladly find my way to you, and dig a fingernail into you.
weiming at 11:35 PM
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weiming at 7:12 PM
Thursday, April 15, 2004
so, anyway, life's been boring. very busy, but boring.weiming at 9:17 PM
Tuesday, April 13, 2004
well, i dont know why i'm blogging actually, since almost all of my readers are bogged down with exams, but hopefully yall bother to scroll down and read the other posts you missed. so you can hear me bitching about them commies.so anyway, recently i was out looking for books to read, and i realised that it's actually pretty hard to find a good book without either reading a review, getting a recommendation, or just placing blind faith in a particular author. most of the time what we rely on though, are 'rave' quotes placed conveniently all over the covers.
i really wonder sometimes how accurate the quotes are.
"...extraordinary... piece of work!" could have come from "it's extraordinary what a mediocre piece of work it is..."
"...rave..." may have been "a grave mistake to buy...".
so anyway, that was just a bit of my unfunny mumblings. i'm half asleep, thankfully i've had my great pal xbox too accompany me all night (all of last night too). hope everyone's exams are going well.
for my regular readers, who cant really spend the time to read that rather lengthy and not-so-objective post, here's a brief summary: they dissed my country, so i pissed on theirs.
well i did try to be objective. of course, try is the key word here.
and, for those commies who might have been offended by my previous post, my line of thought is very simple:
you diss my country, i piss on yours.
weiming at 10:31 PM
Monday, April 12, 2004
china student stuffmost have probably already read this. thoughts? well lots, and i'll try to be objective about things.
firstly, the reporter has sucky english. what on earth is a china student? geez.
ok now. this has been a long time in coming, i feel, and it's only natural it's finally been blown up. after all, china students (called as such for ease of writing, i'm not a reporter in a daily tabloid after all) have been here for ages, and they've always been discriminated against, ostracized, laughed at. it's true, singaporeans tend to be selfish too (in general, not all are like that too, i know quite a few people who are absolute gems). but, they criticize too hastily, without first taking a good hard look at themselves.
with regards to the first part, about us ostracizing them, well we cant really help it if they're born funny. seriously though, people tend to stick around their own kind, and we cant help if we dont find the so-called china students fab friends-to-be. character, cultural, theological, social, uglical differences make for very unlikely pairings.
next, selfish-ness. yes, singaporeans are selfish. we seem to be in a perpetual race to see who ends up tops. numero uno. sometimes we shy away from helping others, just so we can, ourselves, have an edge. but which chinaman or chinawoman is not guilty of that? this pertains especially to the china students, who claim they're here just so the "dumb-ass" singapore government can pay for their bills before they screw off back to china to drown their daughters. it's human nature my dear not-really-friends-but-shall-call-you-friends-for-sake-of-diplomacy. this quote in particular raised my ire:
"No-one asked the Singapore Government to be so cheap, to pay our school fees for us to stay."
like, wtf? who's the cheap one now? we pay in hope that you'll like it here, because supposedly you're of superior intellect and ability, and then you'll stay and work here and prosper, and hopefully help us prosper too. a symbiotic relationship. so you take our money, and what do we get in return? a coupla insults. well we're prolly better off without you anyway. well call us stupid, but that makes you a bastard in return.
Sean21 chided Singaporeans for forgetting that their ancestors came from the Fujian and Guangdong provinces, and also for being culturally barren.
so now they think they're our grandparents too. our grandparents came over to singapore for a reason, and that's because they thought they'd have a better life here than back home. we're culturally barren, no argument about that. but for goodness' sakes, we're only 39 years old as a nation! speaking of us not recognising our roots, well who now doesnt appreciate that we're paying for their education?
the point about our newspapers putting rubbish in, well likelihood has it that they're referring to the New Paper, which is a tabloid, and thus puts up 'sensationalised' stories for people to read and enjoy. that said, why on earth do they waste their time on the new paper anyway.
and one last thing, if we're gold-diggers out for our own benefit like they claim, what of their famed 'shanghai brides'? hell they'd dig the gold out of my nose if they could. the want for a comfortable life is one thing, but greed transcends a totally different boundary, and these are most definitely restricted down to individuals, not a country in general. singapore, paradise meritocracy, has indeed brought us up with the mindset that wealth=good, but too be honest, that's actually a pretty common characteristic amongst all asians.
yes you're entitled to your own opinion, but for goodness' sakes, before you write, please think. and when you think, do it objectively, or you'll just get shot back at. not the whole world revolves around you. yes you, the speccy sitting in front of your computer(paid for by singapore, of course), unshaven moustache, oily hair, with vesuvius hanging off your nose. and i havent even got down to the part on how you speak.
weiming at 2:21 PM
so anyways, after dinner we went straight down to wala wala for to chill over some drinks, minus rahul (who was prob going to be duty clerk tomorrow, once again). met shiyi's pal, shawn, with gf mel, as well as nabil and kelvin fu. a coupla pints of hoegaarden (which, if i might add, is an excellent beer) each and some great music (which is what has come to be expected of wala wala), mixed with some really great buds from jc days, made for a truly enjoyable night. true, the night was short, army beckoned, and we had to leave early, but definitely an experience that i've missed a lot since my jc days. army's really killed a lot of our lives, we hardly have time to meet each other and just chill. i know i sound gay, and i dont really give a crap, but i do miss my pals.
anyhow, since payday was yesterday, the customary bit of spending came today. went out and got myself a nice new novel, i, lucifer. also got myself squee's wonderful big giant book of unspeakable horrors and a new xbox game. and argh pet/jac, kino doesnt have much jthm! just squee and a director's cut thingy of jthm. and the popular place is outta stock.
anyway that was life today. boring post, but well, i'm sleep-deprived and ever-so-slightly intoxicated, so that's that.
oh one last thing, when will seemingly-not-older-than-14-year-old couples ever learn: (young kiddies + fondling each other in public) does NOT = (so cool it hurts)? well it does hurt, but because it's really a bit of an eyesore.
weiming at 12:23 AM
Sunday, April 11, 2004
nothing better than good music to finish off my day. my music taste is ever evolving. a year ago i got my kicks out of r&b and soul, and 2 years ago it'd have been progressive rock (ie. dream theater) or metal. well at least sometime it was classical too, and i've got a coupla opera songs hanging around.recently my choice of gratification has been jazz and easy listening. well today it's trance and house. dont ask me why. but i've just forced myself to listen to some paul van dyk, paul oakenfold and roger sanchez. twasnt so bad, but still not my cup of tea. just had a out of this world moment with chemical brothers a moment ago though. geez, the bass. i love my sound system.
oh one thing, if there's anything i know i'll never appreciate, it's techno. like, huh, there's about negative meaning to every techno song. to prove my point, let's do an in depth analysis of the only techno song i know, because i was forced to listen to it about 259 times during a stayover at my friend's house.
amour infinitos
please please dont go, dont tell me that it's over
why did you go, tears are in my eyes
fade away, fade away dont fade away
please tell me that you'll stay
nothing is forever
dont fade away
point proven?
well, fine, a whole lotta songs out there dont make any sense, but in any case, there's nothing particularly enjoyable about techno anyhow. to each his own eh? one man's meat another man's tau ghey.
next up, a little bit of prodigy.
edit: ok blogspot's being a bitch and refuses to publish for me, so guess this post shall be outdated by the time it hits the press.
weiming at 4:12 AM
Saturday, April 10, 2004
just so you all know, my body decided to listen to the niggling bit behind so i overslept today. it tends to be that way, eh?and then i proceeded to take a good nap, if you might call it that, from 3pm to 7.30pm. damn, weekends at work do have their benefits. then again i suppose it's the least i deserved after yesterday.
i realise i need to read more. my english has really taken a beating from the year and 3 months of army life. 5-or-more-syllable words have become rarer than the 2 headed snail, and a smattering of hokkien has begun to invade my everyday speech. in fact, the last novel i read was last month's mountain bike. so, anyone got a good novel to recommend? something that preferably wont bore me senseless within the first 3 paragraphs. and no, no sandman. not now anyway.
and in advance, happy easter everyone. for those who'll be hunting for eggs tomorrow, i'd love to join you, but i've got more pressing issues. that would be, er, having a life?
weiming at 9:50 PM
so now that i've finally got my work for the day, AND all the extra stuff done, i can go to sleep. while the more intelligent part of my brain tells me i gotta wake up at 8 tomorrow morning, this niggling little bit at the back tells me to screw it. what a dilemma.
anyway those who've seen tammy's pictures of me, i'm not usually that handsome, really. and now that i've won a treat from her, i dont suppose it would hurt me to treat pet to a wholesome, nutritious stalk of tau ghey. cheers.
weiming at 3:33 AM
Friday, April 09, 2004
taking a look at my links thingy on the right, i realised, that people who blog are more often than not, girls. i've got all of 2 guys there, and i dont even know one of them personally. gee. maybe that puts a big question mark right there above my sexuality. right.weiming at 12:17 PM
Thursday, April 08, 2004
man i love whose line is it anyway. too bad they dont show it on free tv anymore. and i dont have cable. so -.- to that.gosh i'm like so behind time in terms in music. havent listened to the radio proper since i enlisted. which was like last yr. and i, for one, love music. a lot. oh well. there's always time.
anyway, after surfing around on other peoples' blogs, a thought struck me. so i punched it back.
ok no, but anyway, isnt it odd how some of us would like totally shun, or act weird towards, a person if we knew, or thought that he/she liked us. in a romantic sense of speaking of course. once again, 'he' shall be used rather than 'he/she', for sake of convenience.
well the most obvious reason would be that we'd want to send the signal that we dont appreciate the other party's advances. but then, isnt a simple 'no' suffice? surely there's no need to act totally unfriendly to the person? well yeah, i guess one might say that we wouldnt want to leave any space for any unpleasantries to occur if the other person still thought he had a chance, and decided to keep trying.
what we try to do is to try and give the other party the impression that he has zero chance. unfortunately, this also destroys whatever friendship was already present.
so why? why cant a simple 'no' do the job?
are we too afraid to give others a chance?
maybe many times because of this, we dont give a potential great relationship a chance. and in the process, friendships are forever changed. and this is the single factor that prevents many from even trying.
on a side note, crap my keyboard's creaking. but i still love it. heh. razer just came out with a new mouse though. wonder if i should get it. ok nehmind.
weiming at 3:41 PM
observe. sleeping beauty, in action.
gosh i feel very evil. bad bad karma. looks like i wont have my 47 virgins waiting for me in heaven. or whatnot. then again i'm christian. too bad trini :) i love my neighbour as i love myself, which is not very much.
too all the ardent fans of trinikoh, you have been rewarded. that's about as far as it goes when it comes to trinikoh. hopefully i'll see her again someday to further humiliate her. but she'd probably claw my eyes out. so i'd better stay away. hahah.
sorry trinikoh!!
weiming at 1:39 AM
Tuesday, April 06, 2004
now. something the whole world's been waiting for in eager anticipation. i've decided to cave in to popular demand.here she is, pageant girl coming all the way from hall 7 of ntu, tri-ni koh.
the stunning beauty is obvious even in the poor resolution of the photo. we can only wonder how she did not manage to secure the miss photogenic crown at her hall pageant. without a doubt, endless waves of suitors will be lining up outside her room, chanting her name, seeking a moment with her, while jane sits alone and talks to her hamsters.
to the rest of the world. do download this picture and print it out. print out a couple of hundred copies, then paste it whereever you wish. prefereably put it up near the lecture theaters and classrooms that tri-ni frequents.
to trini, i'm sorry. hahahahaa.
on a side note. who wants to see a photo of jane ;)
weiming at 7:15 PM
it could be anything. friendships, relationships, work.
especially in work nowadays. i dont mean to sound like a prude or some fanatical loyalist to our country or what-have-you. i'm just a hungry guy sitting in front of a keyboard. sometimes i feel like my men dont appreciate what i do for them. and it sucks. because you make sacrifices for them, and yet all they do is take advantage of you. you fight for their privileges, and they treat it as though it's an entitlement to them. it's a bit discouraging sometimes to see how your efforts dont really have that much of an effect.
well i dont expect them to treat me like the next messiah or something. but at least show a little appreciation. and that can come in many ways. the most obvious of ways would be to give me what i want from them: performance. from the beginning i'd hoped to make a difference in every one of their lives, and i still hope i can do it. whether or not i've managed to do so yet, i dont know, but the magnitude of my aim has just sunk in recently.
friends. sometimes friends just dont appreciate you for who you are, or what you've done. sometimes they just dont seem to care. (dont worry jane i'm not talking about you heh)
relationships. why try so hard, sometimes? it always seems to end up in hurt anyway.
well if there's any answer i can think of, it's hope. and cliche as it may sound, that's what keeps us living. i'm not upset or anything. just some random thoughts that've been flying around. damn i'm hungry.
weiming at 2:42 AM
Saturday, April 03, 2004
ok. the saddest thing happened today. the comms parade today was cancelled due to lightning risk and rain. which sucks. the march in was supposed to start at 1740, and that was about the time when the rain started. the parade waited outside the parade square in the hope that the rain would subside. at 1805 the rain was at its peak, and it was then the parade was officially cancelled. 5 minutes later the rain finally did die down. but it was too late.shit man. i feel totally totally sad for those guys. i know how it feels... my parade was nearly cancelled. for me the rain stopped minutes before the actual parade. imagine 2 and a half weeks of hard training on the parade square, for up to 9 hours a day, whether rain or shine. and all that, gone to waste. believe me, most out there wouldn't have bothered if there was a lightning risk; heck, they'd probably risk their lives just for the show to go on.
oh well. but it's over now, and there's nothing to be done. if i'm not wrong this is the first time a parade has been totally cancelled. so my heart goes out to them.
so anyway. i'm bored. was out with jane trini and sharon, and have emerged with unglam photos of jane and trini. very very tempted to upload them :).
but we dont wanna offend them, do we. -evil grin- so let's make do with this charming bloke in my life. for those of you who havent had enough of cleo eligible bachelor number 43, here he is
mr lim eu ming. he aint crazy, he's my brother. well, i know after seeing this pic, hordes of fanatical females will be knocking on my door looking for him. well you can look for him somewhere in hall 7 in ntu. he cant really run away very much given that one leg's broken.
so anyway, peace out.
weiming at 11:19 PM
Thursday, April 01, 2004
hmm how odd. my shortest post got the most number of comments. hmm.to whoever's commissioning on saturday. you guys are gonna feel one orgasmic moment, i assure you. even if it's just for the split second that your caps are in the air. savour it. a month later you'll be wishing you were back on the parade square, or back in your old bunk, cadet all over again.
i really miss my cadet days. sure, training was tough, we were treated like shit at times. but thing is, when the shit hit the fan, you had another 30 guys sticking by you, and the bonds built are simply incredible. you'd go through so much together, that being with each other is like second nature, that everyone becomes family. i really miss that feeling. the late nights together bunched up in a bunk way after lights out, the silly jokes we'd coin up while eating indomee in the kitchenette, or even giving nonsensical responses to dead-serious questions from instructors.
life as an officer is so so different. your friends are limited to a few on the same level as you, and you never really have the sense of camaraderie you had with your fellow cadets. you cant treat everyone as your friend, because there's always a fine line to tread between superiors and subordinates. worse of all, you have to play the bad guy so often. i'm all for making a difference in people's lives, but handing out punishments, especially to those who have troubles in their everyday lives, is simply painful. but you can't avoid it. fairness is essential. for example, can you bear to confine a guy who uses his off days to work and help support his family? get the idea? but sometimes there's just no choice. sheng3 le4 bian1 zi3, huai4 le4 hai2 zi3. it's hard to maintain a good balance. which is why i miss days as a cadet, or even as a recruit. virtually carefree. no responsibilities, no need to worry about what to conduct or organise next, everything's been planned for you. privileges are one thing, but i'd much prefer the closeness that you feel to people you've been to hell and back with.
haha. i keep feeling the urge to write some sort of conclusion to all my posts. i need to remind myself this isnt a gp essay or something.
weiming at 10:11 PM
