my.escape

domingo, octubre 24, 2004

[ 696. Week ]

I know i haven't been blogging for the whole week. I'm having guilt trips over it. After 2 whole years of blogging, the last time i actually not blogged for such a long time was when i first entered tekong.

My whole week would have to be pretty happening, comparatively speaking. In short this was how it went:

Boss was on exercise the whole day. But when i opened up his office, i found quite a stack of work that he left for me to do. Spent half the day clearing his work, while the other half on SSG Ow's whiteboard 'decorations' as well. He's been chasing me for it since god-knows-when, so i decided to be nice to him and finally settle down on his work.

Tuesday was about the same, except RSM had a little project for me. Took the entire day, but even i myself was pretty impressed with the product i came out with. Singlehandedly. =)

Wednesday was the bad one. We had a Bn run in the morning, so boss came back to run with us. Just after the run, BSO (who was on DO duty that day) came down and hunted for me to help him. For? Calling up this guy from CMTL to top up his car. So i left the cool down phase to make the call. Boss had his usual story telling session after the warm down, and realized that i wasn't there. Maybe it's because of that, he was like jokingly admonishing me in front of the battalion, when he was just trying to make a point about securing classified documents. I was furious when i heard about it. Someone even commented that i was famous overnight. Notorious was more the word, i felt. So in short, i was so peeved, i didn't really step into the office the whole day. Rather sit in the ops room and face those people there.

Had tuition after work, and then for the first time in my life, went zouk.

A few things i learnt while dancing in the moonlight:

1. Cabs cannot, and will not be found by you anywhere else apart from the taxi stands in town.
2. Smokers take Fisherman's Friend. Especially the lemon flavour. Perhaps the reason why they called it Fisherman's Friend was because all fishermen used to be smokers. Maybe?
3. Eric told me cover charge for zouk was $25. I come to realize that includes the cab fare i took from dhoby ghaut.
4. One jug of vodka lime costs $48. That's a jug filled with ice to the bream, and then a little vodka, and lots of lime, but not to the bream.
5. One jug doesn't last one round of table games for 10 minutes.
6. I HATE BOURBON COKE. YUCKITY-YUCKITY-YUCKITY-YUCKS.

In short, clubbing are for those who are willing to fork out money to go into a place where music can almost burst their eardrums, mildly alcoholic drinks that cost 5 times their cost price, and dance in the place where you bump into someone else every other minute.

Lastly, dirty dancing is so prevalent that night. Though we didn't do it, (due to the obvious lack of girls), but you could like see ti everywhere else. It was the perfect setting and with a perfect excuse why it could be done that night. When you have a hall that packed to become a fire hazard, dirty dancing would actually be your greatest break. =pPpP.

Saw a couple of people there actually. Saw eddie, who was happily doing his pole dance around the big thick pillar. Saw su jiaxian who was happily doing some people-watching while standing at the edge of the dance platform. Saw suraj whom i tried to parted company almost the moment i saw him. And saw peicheng whom i didn't know can dance at all. Hahaha.

After the entire clubbing saga, me, eric, terry, darren, aylwin, jj and ssg hsu went for some bak kut teh nearby. The soup is good, but i can't say so for the price. Then again, they run the monopoly at that time in the night, so no one really contested against that. We just ate, paid and went home after that. =/

That left me with a sleep debt the next day. Rudely awakened by my handphone at ten, i had a sudden craving for macdonalds breakfast, and being the impulsive guy i am, i went. Did a bit of errands before hitting the bed again. Then, i went down beach road to sew on my rank on the No. 3, which i badly need for monday's Forum. The rest of the day was spent in lull and lazing round my bed and my bunk.

For the first time in eons i actually turned up for shepherding. Somehow i just felt compelled to go down. No, it wasn't impulsive, cuz if it was, i would have backed out at the last minute. Went, and as usual people are late. No complaints though, as thankful should be the word since people turned up straight after booking out. Jason taught the lesson of "attitudes that cause a renewal". Let me talk more about it. It has always been sensitive of me to conclude that the lesson was targetted at me, especially when i was a younger believer. Due to the erosion of faith and time, or perhaps a greater understanding (since i've taught before as well), somehow i couldn't care less nowadays since at least half the people are feeling the way i do. But somehow i got that feeling that night. No doubt, i'm in need of it, but it's the challenge that scared me. The challenge of doing what is right, and going back to where i used to be. I'm trying, though i'm not there. The very fact that i'm talking about it is not because i'm feeling bitchy (surprisingly i haven't done that in a long time), but because i felt the need for me to log this.

Departed with some thoughts with garreth. That nice boy offered a ride to tampines, but in the course of the journey i witness some sort of an interesting conversations between him and his parents of which i'm not going to publish.

Spent the night at a friend's place playing mahjong. Went home in the morning, only to incur more sleep debt. Slept till CG time in the afternoon, which we were told to bring some secondary school photos. And so i resorted to bringing class photos since i was no fan of photography back in secondary school days. Guess joseph did me a great favour for the category of bring a momento from secondary school days by bringing the yearbook. YEAY!

Watch the Manchurian Candidate with merv, dy, weiming and wenfei yesterday. Shan't comment much on the movie. Yes, because i can't. Haha. But something else's disturbing me. Something in me is just green (with envy) that the trio is actually rather happy by themselves... and each time i join them there seems to be some communication vacuum: nothing to say, no topics of discussion. Perhaps it's due to our vast differences in interests, but i don't see much commons among the three of them actually. Well, even between me and mervin, we don't have much of a common topic (trust me), but i see the effort to communicate. Well, i guess i just have to attribute it that among ops room people, i'm like the latest to join the family. If it was a family in the first place.

Ok, i've acquired an extension on my sleep debt since mervin, me, sernyong and johnny went on a round the island eating spree last midnight. And since mom's bugging me to get off the com i shall blog it later.

Shannon left at 9:25 a. m..

gone.

will i be back?
i don't know.
maybe i've started elsewhere.
maybe never. again.

domingo, octubre 24, 2004

[ 696. Week ]

the guy

his wishes

his horizons

people.

tags

gone. will i be back? i don't know. maybe i've started elsewhere. maybe never. again.

domingo, octubre 24, 2004

[ 696. Week ]

the guy

his wishes

his horizons

people.

tags

gone.

will i be back?
i don't know.
maybe i've started elsewhere.
maybe never. again.