i'm back!

This is the day that the Lord has made! I will rejoice and be glad in it!

It sure do have some kinda therapeutic effect on me. Feels comforted that the Almighty one is in control of everything.

I'm like trying to spend more time with the people around me, esp my cell members. It's like i've been with many of them for more than a year, but i never really knew them on a personal basis until recently.

It's revelating, but at the same time disturbing.

Disturbing, because we were members for so long and yet I never really knew what were their main concerns in life. The things that bothered them the most, and the thing they hold close to their hearts. Life and it's issues it's not just about cell or svc attendance, but the lives they actually lived. I wanna show them that i care, that i'm not just that guitarist that sits next to the cell leader during meetings or the one who abandons cell for girlfriend. i wanna be a good bro to these people.

So there i was, plowing through the blogs you people typed and experiencing the very thoughts expressed online. Interesting..

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My girlfriend is amazingly in love with me. So much so that I feel bad. Afraid i might not be able to reciprocate the love she gave. Because of my unbelievable schedules and goals.. more often than not, she gotta take a back seat. I hope to love her back the same. i hope to do what i'm doing now, and more. Dear God, please expand my capacity!

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Spectator
Bob

What a gathering!

One of the grandest and perhaps final HQ cohesion for me and my former colleagues at BMTC 1.

Time flies, soldiers ORD, life goes on...

Finally, the last of HQ cohesion I will ever attend. My former NSf colleagues and peers have already left or are in the midst of clearing their annual leaves. The regulars are pending posting out or are ceasing service within this few months. The very people that made national svc memorable, are packing my memories along with them.

Something peculiar though, the person who used to F#$%^& me with vocab i never knew, in front of all my peers, superiors, subordinates, recruits and even external contractors, to the extend that even the warrant officer corps expressed concern over this young 2LT; this very person actually came up and joked with me, wanting my name card and was all smiles. A warmth kinda seeped through my body, i smiled back, sincerely.

There are people who are made to serve the nation. Their strength lies in their innate abilities to manipulate people at will, by love or by force, to achieve the goals that's for the overall good of the army. Often seen as slave drivers by the subs, these are the very people we need to mobilise(note: not motivate) the inert men in green.

i kinda respected and hated him then.. But now, it kinda struck me that he was who he was because of his appointment, the devil in the people management hierarchy, the 2nd-in-Command. My PS was an ass when i was a recruit, my APC was a slave driver in OCS, my Sch 2IC, this multi-faceted soldier, was a well... monster, IMHO.

I am glad I've moved on, but i look forward to seeing these people again, someday perhaps, at some informal gathering when fear is not what that brings us together, but brotherly love.

Loving the men in green
Weijian

Passing thoughts: Limit Break

Ther are times when a soldier can only fight so far. The raining shells and ballistics are no longer a cause for concern. Perhaps a stray bullet to the shin would give him a much needed rest. A triggered landmine might just jolt his senses together, and cast thoughts on the cause for this battle. Let him bite your bullet, so he can excuse himself legitimately from his call of duty and relinquish responsibilities he wonders why he shouldered.

fight on little soldier, the war awaits your grand entry and glorious end.

Bob

Dear Blog,

i miss my army days. I miss wearing the green and crossing the hills and valleys. I miss the idellic moment cooking combat rations with my comrades. I miss doning on my FBO, dusting the bar upon my shoulder, shagging out with my buddies on the mountain ridges. I miss chatting with my guys at my little corner outside mpo's office. Soldiers after soldiers would just take the opportunity to sit next to me to confide or gossip. ( i don't gossip, i just lend them a listening ear :P) I miss those special moments that made me proud of what I've achieved and what I do. I miss a lot of people who made my days a little sweeter, a little more memorable.

Shucks. the side effects of looking thru my army certificates are taking their toll. should have taken it in moderation. Alas.. what can i say... Soldiers never grow old and frail, they fight till they die.

Pride la.. tsk tsk.

My dear HQ folks are ording already... but i missed Ho's ORD function.. shucks. Work beckons. Never mind, my understudy's ORD shd b coming. Hope there's some event organised or something. :P

Life is great. I hope to make the most of it. I hope to remain friends with all that I know and love. I hope everyday stretches to 48hrs. i dont mind working a little longer, so long as I got more time for everything in life.

Birthday was great. It came and left, and made me official a yr older.

23 and growing. Younger i hope.

Come on, let's start sch and my campus tour~! ex classmates and army mates, wait up for your friendly Dy to drop by for lunch~! :)

Ageing gracefully :)
Weijian

Dear Blog,

Finally I am back blogging a little.

Life has been pretty good. Living out the next phase of my life, the working life.

This is perhaps the longest and the very key phase that makes or breaks a person in today's society. Am pretty adpated to it so far, in fact I am loving it. It gives me financial freedom, taking control of my schedules and it is the platform for me to materialize my dreams.

Currently I am a web designer, full time, a freelance flash animation banner designer, a bassist, song writer for Boonbag. With work comes financial stability, an income to bring many things to past. It's good. Am also learning to save up. :) Future beckons.

Then there's the physical aspect, weighting a bit everyday to refine my body contours, trying to run, aiming for New Paper Big Walk first, then AHM and finally Stand Chart Run. Getting my Asics trainers and a fitness fanatic close fren, Melvin Wong, to inspire n aid me for my training. Btw he's team just won the recent Biathalon at Sentosa. Creditable, definitely. Been dropping by Sentosa every monce in a while to relax wif my gal too..

Then studies to follow suit in July, time of upgrading and to push my band to another level. Awesome.. Another part of me really wants to get back to Children Church. Really.. wanted to go back to help for PA, unfortunately something else crops up.. Sigh..

Relationship wif my gal going on to another level. Really grateful for it. Hopefully we'll last. Well, not just last, but to enjoy every moment of it.

Alritey, just a bit of sharing.

Enjoy.

Weijian

My euphoric highs.

No they're not eastasy, ice or any form of prohibited drugs. But my passions.

Music is one of them. I can play my bass until i could feel my blood rushing up to my head.. my breaths becoming shorter.. as I run thru my favourite riffs. Or as I listen intendly to the pulse and rhythm of good alternative/emo rock bands, the bass and lead guitar running the lows and highs.. elevates me to another dimension that sets my mind free from the cares of the world, making me oblivion to my surroundings. Or when I play my acoustic guitar. Amazing. Not so much of my skills, rather it's the effect of the vibration of all the six strings together in harmony.

Another would be urban assaulting. No, it's not some kinda civil warfare, rather a form of cycling that requires a bit of jumping. I love to bunny hop. I love it when a bunch of advanced cyclists congregate together and paint the town red as we ride thru the pavements and roads alike.

Taking part in army exercises is cool too. Taking the rifle, running around with your peers. And constantly on the lookout for role-play aggressors. Awesome.

Oh well, those were the days gone by. ORDing is definitely a milestone in my life. Leaving behind much sufferings as well as many cherished moments. Shitting by the road wif my bmt buddy, climbing up the mountain ranges of taiwan in OCs, and playing a fool with my fella officer, ah loong in bmt. Ahh..... I have arrived, NSmen for good :)

Work is great, leaving me with much to look forward to and constantly seeking for more challenges ahead. Love it. All thanks to Uncle Das who trained me up for times such as this. Perhaps the only thing I appreciate him for. :P

ooh, i'm drifting off-track.

Ok.. basically that's it.

I love my family, my gal, my relatives and all my friends. Oh of coz God too :)

Love you all to bits.

Living for you all.

Cheers
Bob

What a day...

Started the day meeting up my poly friend for some work discussion, got on to work from 10 to 2. While i was working, the radio tuned to class 90fm kept me company, belting out oldies upon oldies. Then came the public announcement of road closures around town area due to the funeral of Mr. S. Rajaratnam.

This name has always been rather alien to name. Never really knew who he was or what he did. Perhaps he was just another Singaporean.

But I was wrong.

He's not just another Singaporean, he is a nation shaker, and maker. He helped mould Singapore into what it is today. He manifested what he envisioned, a country of racial and religious harmony. Something I'm really grateful for.

His passing brought light to the national pledge, something we all have been reciting over and over again, and yet never really grasp the essence of it.

So there i was, overwhelmed with immerse respect towards him, that I decided to bid him farewell on his final journey at the Esplanade. Kinda dragged my gal along with me coz we had an appointment prior to this impromtu decision. There we were, outside the entrance to the Esplanade, waiting for the casket to exit and proceed to the crematorium. Just as I thought everyone present would be solumn and griefed, but I was wrong, yet again. A bunch of ah bengs and ah lians were loitering around, making a lot of noise and effective turned nuisance to the public in general. Several people(me included) that we took turns to stare at them. Perhaps they felt the intensity and disgust that we harboured towards them that they proceeded to relocate. As they wandered around, they enroute a path next to mine. My gal was extremely pegx by them that she cast a stare at them. The guy(beng wannabe it seems) stared at her. But while he cast his glare upon her, a highly perturbed and irritated me was laser beaming him. YES! STUPID IGNORANT TWIT STARED AT MY GAL AND AT THE SAME TIME SHOWED NO RESPECT FOR THE FINAL MOMENTS OF A NATIONAL PATRIOT!

Oh.... pardon my outburst...

So there he was, glancing elsewhere upon visual contact with someone who towers a head over him.

Well, he was not the only fool ard, another bunch of hooligans were strutting along the road when one of them, started to pass a totally brainless message to his peers.. "Eh later take note of the casket's car licence plate number to buy 4D" (pls note, this is not replicated word for word as this typical beng spoke in a mixture of languages and was poorly structured. )

To this beng, pls note:

Pls dun act linguist and mimic Yoda's word structuring techniques. He's alien, are you? If you were in army and I am your officer, i'll make you sign all your weekends to the guard house and a stay in detention barrack for a short getaway. How's that for a wake up call?

Thank God this irritants were distant when the casket exited from Esplanade. At this point, it suddenly poured. IS THAT AMAZING OR WHAT!? but as the casket passed us, the rained moved on along with it so much so that we could see a wall of rain some metres away from us, moving along with the casket. a phenomenon no doubt, perhaps God is moved by his deeds? Maybe..

The casket moved on substantially and I felt that I was not going to have any last glimpse whatsoever, that i gave a salute. Yes, to someone who truly deserves it.

Goodbye Mr Rajaratnam, you will be remembered.

Anyway our next schedule on our itinerary says church seminar, something I was rather excited to attend, but due to some unforseen circumstances that this plan was aborted. Instead I was activated for a Charlie Mike to resolve a problem at hand that nearly got me flipping several times over. Yes, thank God for the patience that it was settled amicably, but we missed the seminar. Darn, so there we were strolling around, spending some time together that we went to check out some skates, a hobby resolution that was due last year. There K2 was having some big sale and i caught sight of an aggressive skate going for 50% off. Wow.. i tried it and fell in love immediately. Needless to say, i fell prey to it's lure and placed a deposit for it. Yes, i'm gonna be an aggressive skater, doing grinds here and there. Wow... so cool eh? Next thing i need is a pouch to bring to the beach and babes will trail my tracks to hunt me down.(Yeah rite)

Ended the day with an excellent cooking by my dear and it was a hearty meal that got me really satisfied and fulfilled. Ahh... lovely... Japanese curry rice anyone?

Nevermind i missed today's seminar, tomorrow's gonna be better!

Dear God! a Word from Heaven pls!

Agape
Bob

Finally.. i'm making that additional, extra, over-the-mountain of an effort to populate my blog.


Dear Blog, How are you?

It's been a while since i last wrote in. Maybe coz i'm no longer in army, therefore much of the sufferings i harboured then, no longer exist. Definitely it's something to be grateful for, but then again, what now to motivate my blogger's pen?

Blogging is good. Helps me to keep track of my language skills, such as articulation and diction of words, and also generates much thought processes. Something that is in dire need of help, given my working environment is degenerative to my vocab and communication skills.

But on the flip side, my mandarin and Cantonese is improving by leaps and bounds. Ah... for that personal touch....

Just some updates on past happenings...

Met up my cousin for a makan before his flight to Melbourne to complete his studies. Had Billy bombers for late lunch and did a lot of catching up. Man.. i'm gonna miss him. Bought him a bag as a send off gift. Glad he likes it a lot. He is a typical guai lan spec, but for a good cause. He may not like officers like i would want him to, but i support him in his cause, esp when officers there are bringing shame to the officer corps. Freak, they cheapen my black bars.

Helped organized a farewell makan for some of my OCS buddies and my best buddy, Weiyang. Held it at Marche. Lovely place, brotherly gang with a few attachments, ie, Issac's hot babe (Weiyang was experiencing some kind of withdrawal symptom when exposed to her) and Trey's late-coming queen. Glad to see everyone going on fine and getting on with their life, except for one regular. Oh well, press on my dear LTC-to-be ah da. :) supporting you all the way.

Went to send Yang off on the 13th Feb, really wanted to give him a mighty hug, alas, there were too many people encamping around his vincity that I could only gather whatever glances stealable from him. There I made friend with his childhood friend, his mom, his dad, and re-united with a band senior from my SAS days. Lovely.

14th Feb came. Ain't this just another day on the calendar? NOOOOOOOOO, highly mistaken one, it is the much *dreaded day for the united and isolated. Why??? Coz the attached guy gotta burst his wallet to purchase exorbitantly priced floras, uniquely stitched cotton balls and processed cocoas. As for the oh so lonely souls, it's the day to hibernate in some secluded corners and don't blame others for your state, but reflect upon yourself what shortcomings that you've been embracing like a totem that wards off gals and spirits alike. There must be a reason why other gals choose to suffer the same fate than to take on one that's worst off, being with you.

*Clause intended: dreaded
Only the genetically expressed masculine organism are exposed to this state of torment. The other-half reap what we sow.

Anyway i stayed up to prep some flowers for my office ladies. Surprised the whole office the next day and got death threats from neighbouring offices if I fail to replicate this effect on them. Too bad la. Blame it on your guys who are too nonchalant to do anything about that day la. If want, come join my office la.

Yes, i started the date with an almost volcanic eruption equvilant of an argument(ha, and I tot i could have averted the expenses ahead) YES. It was all my fault. For making that extra effort, running across SG, just to get some roses for my baby. As a result i was late, albeit the panting and perspiration oozing out of my pores. But the day was great, makaning at some dim sum restuarant. What an interesting Vday meal.

Ok so i am not going to NTU to study anymore. 4 yrs is simply nuts to be studying for soooo long. I wanna do a lot of stuffs so cant afford to spend those years babe watching and dragon boating away. My dreams, passions and companies await my actions.

Had a combined zone level cell group meeting last week. Was great catching up with ex members, and I really enjoyed myself there. Guess what? i was appointed to sing in the choir as well. Lovely. Had a chance to join dear Marcus, Rouxin and Melvin on stage. My beloveds. Then there was this incident when this sister was simply closing in on me so much that I had no place to stand but with one foot upstep and one foot downstep. Now imagine how i stood and jumped like tat for almost an hour. Shagged. But she's forgiven coz she's quite chio. Maybe she was just trying to get to know me indirectly eh? Opps.. my gal's gonna flip at this.

Been training up a lot of late. Coz of the visible fats accumulating at all the prominent locations. Darn. "You put on weight" seems to be the next most common words after "hi". Thank you for all that motivating statements, i'll change to make you say something more edifying.

Okidoki, i'm literally verbal vomitting here. Enuff said.

thanks Mr Blog for the outlet to express myself.

I'll catch up with you again soon.

Cheers
Bob

Strange...

I am getting prompted to write my blog~!

Oh well, guess I have been on a long blogless vacation eh? Perhaps I no longer wanna share my thoughts? Ney.. more of the reluctance to type after a long day's work. My office dun even allow me to surf the net. Yucky...

Some updates after sooooooo long. Actually I've done quite a fair bit during the month of Dec last year, band performances, gatherings, organised events... etc. But am too lazy to type it all out. So erm.. do prompt me if you really wanna know. Of course I will be most willing to share it. Verbally.

Anyway right now i am working as a junior web designer, at a huge company that specializes in beauty products and services. Last sat we had our staff dinner n dance event. Fortunate me has only been wif the company for only 2 weeks and I am part of the recipient group of this benefit. It was held at The Legend on Fort Canning. Seating was given on a random basis and i was fortunate enuff to be placed with some of the finest beauticians of my company (my gf better not read this :P) on the same table.

So lo and behold came the drag queen contest, and I being the only young and sporting guy on the table, got "volunteered" to represent the yellow table. It was quite an experience to have so many girls fussing over me in their desperate attempt to convert me to their sisterhood. Yes, my male ego got trashed somewhere when I was made to strut the feline stuff. YEW..... at least the boss, was understanding enough, blessed us all with $50 bucks each for our courageous efforts. On top of that, I won for myself a rice cooker which i gave to my gal's mom, and I got a lovely shirt that cost more than SGD$80 for my contribution to the stage production of some chinese folktale. Me who? Just a hooligan who beat up wu da lang and got bashed by wu song. So all in all I got about $200 worth of prizes n cash on that day, made new friends and got recognition by all the spa gals. Caught a few spying at me. haha.. too bad gals, I'm taken. :)

Not bad for a 2 week old staff still on probation eh?

Recently, I realized i am getting more image conscious as the time passes by. Now i am trying to train up to improve my built, buying new clothes to match my style, looking at branded products, thinking of doing facial... i even have a ear stud to give that metro feel~!

Man.. hope i am not getting too superficial here. In my heart i will alwaise embrace the simpler things in life, the joy that the world can never give, and the appreciation of what matters the most. The leaning on my mom on our way to work on board the bus, the wise cracks i exchange with my dad, the hugs my dear covers me with when we meet, the smiles exchanged along with kind gestures from strangers and the friendship that held me up thru the years. I appreciate all these more than the high life and material pursues.

Money is good, but let us not fall slaves to it. No matter how good money is, it will never bring me back my bro.

Are you driven by money or passion? Think about it.

Bob

Today's kinda bad. Weather only added to my turmoil.

Sometimes gals will never realise how much their guys are sacrificing for them. Yeah.. my dad n I just got into a heated arguement today, guess what? On me wanting to bike, taking the car too much, and doing the unnecessary. Unnecessary equates to bringing my gal back home then drive her home n then to U-turn to my home. Shucks, I'm probably never gonna pick up the car keys again anytime soon. Oh well.. then again I may never need it again. Guess I really broke his heart esp when he mentioned about my late bro..

Dad, i've never meant it. Coz I really do care for you.

Wanted to share this with my one and only.. but then, hey.. i've just let her in to some news earlier and she cant take it, wanting some time off.. how am i gonna share this with her esp if she's mentioned in the debate? Shit man.. that's some excellent fuel for flames of a woman's wrath.

Oh well... images of her filling up my mind, but to no avail. Coz it doesnt matter to her anymore. It's just a lope-sided phenomenon, that's never meant to happen.

Anyway I've had a prayer meeting with my band. Well, at least that was much better. Rather encouraged by the session. It's really a testimony of how much we need to rely on God when times are bad. Even prayed for the relationship to pull thru. So Bob.. hold on in Faith!

Well well.. time to hit the sack. Gotta work tmr.. dun wanna fall asleep again like the other time. Web Designer Bob, be focused.

Bob

Happy New Year!

Never mind i'm a bit late, but still it's a good start. Let's do a bit of recap from last month...

30th Nov:
Performance for ISS international School.

3rd - 7 th Dec:
Holiday in Australia

9th Dec:
Manpower BBQ!

10th Dec:
Performance cum event management at *Scape Orchard

14th - 15th Dec:
"Braddell Reunite '05! 10 Years On..." Primary School Gathering

17th Dec:
Xmas Cell group~!

20th Dec:
Xmas Performance for a drug Rehab Centre

22nd Dec:
Commencement of Graphic Freelance project

29th Dec:
Saints Alumni Band Sentosa gathering

31st Dec:
Final performance at Ang Mo Kio POSB Branch Opening.
Thanks giving cell group
count Down

The above-mentioned are the major highlights of my days after ORD~! Yeah~ Oh coz the days in between are spent practising my bass, meeting girlfriend, working on my various projects, etc etc. Been extremely fruitful with the final month of Dec. Yeah~! ended 2005 well, and now looking at greater things in 2006~!

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Some of my plans for 2006:

Lose weight/train up
Get to know God in a more real way
Build a stronger relationship with my gal
design more
Perform overseas with my band!
take part in baybeats / sonicfest
Slowly change my wardrobe/fashion
start my business planning

2006, gambette~!
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I miss my army friends..On new year's eve i recieved a sms from one of my good friends in camp, ah Giam. Was pleasantly surprised coz i never expected to receive any sms from him after i've left. To me, that's the best NYE's sms greeting i have received~~! Yeah man.. of course my upperstudy's one was great too~ :)

Anyway to all you who have ORDed, quickly get a job~ dun slack around.. SAF no longer supports us already.

To those who have yet to turn Civilian, enjoy yourself in camp, enjoy the company you get from the people there,, As for the shit that comes tumbling down from above, try to make the best out of it; fertilize a plant for example. Esp those who have minimal growth for their crowning dis-glory.

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Alritey, i'll try to include some shots in later posts. hehe... tataz..

Bob

heavy hearted
i pondered at the ripples of your tears
why the distress?
when the sun always shine from behind of you

The facadely smiles
tainted your complexion with a fear
the hidden sobs
disguised by the silhouette of your frame

you can't go on like how you used to
the pillar you were to so many
is finally cracking and trembling
one day, just crash down to wake the callous ones

the steel beams that held your body together
the trusty pats from the contractors
the ones who claim to give but take
the termites that wretched your nerves

so come fall on us all
to wake the oblivious senses we harboured
to think you are a god
an angel without wings

when you have collapsed, crumbling to bits
let the obtused minds see
the shattered fragments that held you up
smashing on their shades, their blocked-up heads

had a dream
was dreaming of you
sweet it seemed

shared a drink
looked unto your eyes
my heart sings

How lovely
is my dream of you
my baby

so i slept
to linger with you
a little longer

cause nothing else matters
cause everything else falters

except this love for you

weijian
13/12/05

It's already 3.30am. Just came back from a gathering at Clark Quay with my army frens. It's Jason's birthday and he invited me down to his bday gathering.. wow.. it's the 2nd bday i've celebrated with him so far liao... Cool..

Anyway basically I've had a great time talking and spending time with them all. Great to know that they miss me too... seems like the chair next to where i formerly sat aint so desirable anymore. Heyhey.. gentlemen... pls built a rapport with the new Dy.. :) One thing about drinking is tat it makes people less conscious about themselves and are more expressive. then i got to know that there's another guy who has only saluted 2 officers in his army life so far.. one is his own DyL, the other is me.. hahaha.. and i when i left.. i returned so many salute that i felt so paiseh.. it's a ktv pub, not something too military or formal...

Alrite.. in a few hours time i'll be flying off to Down under... hopefully i'll not suffer too much of a hangover.. (i hardly drank btw..) and have a great time there... lovely place... 3rd trip there in my lifetime so far...

So you guys pls take care and i'll miss you all a lot.. esp my deary baby... LOVE YOU!

Cheers
Bob

I've been appointed as a CO.

Civilian Officially. :)

There's so much i wanna start but do not know where to begin. Let's expedite on it in it's sequence of occurance.

Clearance:

I had always harboured a cartload of shudders and dreads whenever it comes to interaction with my Log Officer. Pre-conceived mindsets of PSOs as cannibals (Dys as consumables) set me off in the wrong footing and subsequent clashes with him burnt all possible leaves for our relationship to turn over. Many a time he would confront me with computer matters as it is an ambiguious area, whose it's nature being a "sai kang *(shit hole) " left behind by my upper-upperstudy. Thus I'm pretty much faced with a wall that grew taller with every passing month. All records seem lost or mysteriously consumed by some extra-terrrestrial being who drop by our office every nite to feast on classified docs.

Finally interaction seemed imminent. My clearance form demanded for his signature. OH man.. i hesitated and contemplated getting his Dy (Issac) signature. What's a Dy for man? To help folks like me to keep a distance from my fear. Kinda inclined towards tat but alas, my fellow ORDing officers dragged me along to hunt for LogO.

There we were, standing before his table. LogO quickly settled some of his matters before attending to us. My gut instinct proved right, he begun with a lot of sharing (log o's style) before speaking to the individual with his own personal comments. There i stood in trepidation(fear), expecting a pail of shit to clear before I could gain his signature, but I was so wrong.

He praised me for me effort, for the kind of worker I have been. He encouraged me and made me feel appreciated. Admitted to his incesant nagging, I was at a lost, stunned but definitely touched. He finally ended with, "I hope we can remain as friends and come out for coffee some day."

Everyone laughed. Chun onn n Dzar still witnessed this moment.. felt so paiseh.. then one of them said, "he's blushing"

Shucks man.. felt like crying. Think i'm shy meh?

something that everyone don't know. Only my gal. The reason why I kept helping logO is because of the Bible that he places on the table. I kept telling myself that he is my "brother" that's why I wanna help him so much. Also DyLog is another of common faith, therefore I was so determine to help them.

Oh my Log experience....

I love all of you! From the guys at Log branch to the guys at FS branch. From A coy to Z coy... There's so much I wanted to say and thank... but dumb me had an appt so early~! shitty la... left like that.. kinda hate myself for that. Jason was rite la. Shd stay. :P

Missing you..

MPO

My MPO is my man. He's the very reason why the DyMPO's appt exists, to assist him.

Bet no one actually knew.. I've almost caused him to lose his job. But he's pretty cool about it, and he really impacted me in this sense. He was still so calm when he told me he could lose his job over this small matter. his patience and cool-headedness is unbelievable. Anyway I happy that he finally got posted to a unit that's so much nearer to his home and place is pretty much stable.

Finally after so many months, i felt liberated enough to speak to him like an uncle to me. I finally felt less constraint and opened up to him even more. how i wished we had this kind of relationship right from the start. IT would be awesome. I'm gonna miss you and the whole MP branch. All of you... esp jeff for staying back late with me when i needed help... for those coffee you've help me to make, for the biscuit treats.. for the outings to Zacom... for the canteen breaks you helped me get.. i miss jason for walking with me to court marsh. I miss listening to him.. i miss bai... i miss his sharing of thoughts.. i miss ah lao... i miss seeing him on the chair next to me with his... "sian ah" i miss the long journey home with pengfeng.. the crap i've shared with him... i miss Chief's nagging... though a little potent.. but she's my chief... my best advisor... i miss haslan.. everything also can...i miss rayner for his computer advise.. i miss shang for being my closest neighbour.. i miss Michelle from airforce.. hahahahahhaha... ney.. not as much as you guys...

Still can remember the shots Mark took of MPO at East Coast. Seems like time really flew.. Then he was so drunk that started talking some kinda nonscense that we all laughed.

MPO Sir, Kudos to you.

Training

I miss my training branch guys. One and everyone of them.. i miss their hositality... i miss the times spent together.. Edmund, ah liang my couz, wing, jason, cai, cewei, fred, and the who.. i forgot your name... with freddy one.. :P i miss TOPA.. i also forgot your name.. i miss the guitar that staff would let us use occasionally...

Staff Jahsh is awesome. He helped me through so many shit.. shared with me his army and rock music experience like some lao jiao... hahahaha love that guy man...Nic is really helpful. All that conduct of events together... wow... AHM anyone? Actually he has done most of the training himself.. hahahhaah thank you so much for all the prep for it...

Fitness

I miss msg Artisan, for his shouldering of a shit for me and then kenna F-ed by some unreasonable superior. I REALLY appreicate it a lot. That was like so many months ago but still you made it good for me...

I miss All you coyline people.. so many of you.. For your friendship and companionship thru those so many events. Though I'm like so hidden away in my office, but still you all accepted me as your fellow comrade in arms.. I miss going down to apache coy, c coy, k coy, g coy to spend those idilic moments... i miss the bball game with training branch... i miss doing calafare when playing soccer with the coylines.. i miss the SOC ground next to k coy.. i miss all of you entertained me in my childishness... playing silly games... i miss eric for the hide and seek.. i miss all my clerks.. my men that i take pride in... i miss giam, alvin, luqman, arun, shuan, musa... i miss the specs from everywhere... although i dunno most of your names.. i thank you all for your friendship... i miss my CSMs... esp Jahsh , msg Koay, Faizul, Ong... these friendly people.. i miss all my PCs... you are not just all about SDO candidates to me.. you are my friends... irregardless of which cohort we belong to... you guys rock my world... i also miss the warrent officers.. being from a warrent coy when i was a rec, i've got this deep and immerse respect for the warrent corp... esp Razali and Vennu.. You guys show me that warrent officers are people with hearts to love and to guide and to lead.. esp Vennu for your orange juice u offered me when i kenna big time from our infamous u know who... i was almost breaking down.. but you held me up there and then.. i miss i miss the OCs, i miss so many of you guys... i miss my ex PC, Lta Damien.. i miss Lta Sam,i miss the OOs... their exp is unbelievable...

Can you believe it, i'm only like halfway thru.... in short.. i miss a lot of you guys.. even doc pillai, the medics, so many people~! wad have i been doing???? socialising n not working????????

i going nuts with this miss u speech.. :P

I MISS BMTC 1!

okie.. i've better be going off now for my band performance... i'm LTA(ns) Li as well as Bassist Bob.. a mini mini start to bigger n bigger shows down the road...

i'm here.

Weijian

OrD personnel...

i just went back camp for my ORD function cum promotion cert presentation. Lovely time i've had there. Interacted with several of my campmates, closely attached to many of them, i had many mini gatherings of sort. Before we knew it, it's the cert and plaque presentation time.

Names upon names were called, the recipients went onstage coupled with cheers from their respective supporters.

Then i pondered.

Shucks man.. beeni n HQ so long, dun even have a company of my own. My OC is every's 2IC and he's not the most ideal person you would turn to for anything.. who's gonna clap for me?

Then i saw the other folks from HQ, hey.. it aint so bad.. maybe i've got my fair share of supporters.

the name list went on and on.. the emcee rattled off constantly, but with no mention of my name. Hmm.. Just as curious as i was, many of my peers asked me.. "Eh, never call your name yet ah?" Maybe i'm not promoted? Not going to get any appreciation for my ORD?

Finally the emcee said, "last but not least, LTA Li Weijian!"

The crowd roared.

Some of the other company OCs gave overhead applauses.. The other folks were chanting Dy, Dy, Dy.. stunned... suddenly i felt like a superstar winning the Best Actor award.. wow.. the people love me eh?

On stage, my CO said, "You think we are not going to call your name rite?" hahha.. how true..

How time flies..

I'm gonna miss you guys~

ORD in progress.. 8 days an counting..

Loved
LTA Li

Ah... i smell civilization in the making.

Am pretty busy with my own stuffs these few daes. Designing, drawing, playing my bass, tutoring my gal, exercising, meeting up friends, kaypohing at *scape, etc etc. Kinda nice i muz admit. Relaxing, doing what i always wanted.. then reality struck.

"Your gold mine has collapsed."

Yes, i just drew my last allowance from the lovely SAF. After contributing more than 2 yrs of my life to it's service. Kinda sad though, but then again.. i slogged from morning till nite, only to draw a measery $1020 a month. Life must go on, i cant keep working like a cow and earning like a mouse. Change is imminent, progress is complusory. I MUST move on.

Been working on my portfolio these days and also just submited my resume online. It's quite exciting to receive so many phone calls asking if i'm interested in this job, in that job.. but hey, i cant start just yet my dear HR recruiters.. i have yet to ORD... after that i'll be flying n then preparing a major gathering for my pri sch frens!

Work.. can wait.. for now.

Also been bumping into old frens these days. Crashed into former Tekong colleagues, my poly classmate and poly juniors.. It's great to know that there is life outside of the army. People are still getting employed and SG male dun have to rely on the army for their economic survival. Lovely, the epitome of civilization.

Alrite i gotta hit the sack. Care bear's cloud ride is gonna get clamped by Zhou Gong, poor furry friend of mine is waiting for me to join him in lalaland.

CCC

Bob

My army days are numbered. The day I once yearned for suddenly seems a little undesirable. My subconcious nature is interceding with God, to slow the tides to a crawl, so that I can appreciate more of what I once shunned, unfortunately such intervention proves futile.

My heart is running the mile again, just like the good ol days before departing from one institute to another. Those wasted tears for uncherished years, seems a little oxymoronic. Life is indeed a paradox. Oh how I wish I can manipulate it to my advantage, command and control at my fancy.

Just like what Chris Martin of Coldplay sings in their evergreen single, "the Scientist"

Nobody said it was easy, Oh It's such a shame for us to part
Nobody said it was easy, No one ever said it would be this hard
Oh take me back to the start

My former days were tough, but it's indeed a shame for me to just leave this place. Perhaps, it would be better if i'm brought back to the beginning of it all..

Soldier Bob.

PS: Guess what? This blog contains entries from the time i started serving the nation till i turn operational. Wow! A timeline of some sort. My memories digitized, saved and archived for future reference. Love you Mr Blog!

i twitched the settings
fine tuned the codes
i connect the switches
powered up my soul

i polished my body
pridefully adorned
liked unto an armor
victorious from battles

then i realised
I lacked a heart
i dunno how it feels
to sense your heart

so strip me of the pride
strapped to the belt
send me to the furnace
so that i can learn to melt

a heart like yours..