wahs. #lastwarning

OMG. PFFFFTTTT.

uknowwhat.
i was thiiiiiisssss close to making this post sound so vengeful and vulgar, showing no form of appreciation for the English Language. SERIOUSLLY.
but ok. i will be good.




what.a.day.



ok. lets take this step by step.


worked today from 10-4pm. was ok. but i covered the whole morning alone! abit irritated by the hot sun + demands of customers. but oh well. that's part of life and i can live with that. and i'm gg to take it as an achievement that it didn't really take much effort for me to enjoy my job since, well, comparing popeye to macs, i get to rest more, eat more in popeyes. ahhas. somes like a good formula to get fat.


then was physio.


then was sending my lens for repair since i've got an event to cover this sat!
ok.
coz i thought initially it was the camera body a fault, so i hesitated in bringing the lens down the other time round (which i obviously eventually did not). so now , since they've got the camera checked and did minor repairs on the metering sensors, they told me to bring my lens down. and it did turn out that the USM motor is faulty. and because i DID NOT register the product on the web, its not consider under warranty unless i'm able to produce the receipt.
ok. that's not the issue.


the issue is that...dammit, i need to show the receipt which has the date on it. if i had known, i could have registered the product with any (not so obvious) date and make it still under warranty, before gg down to the service centre and w/o having to show the actual date of purchase. UGHHHH.
i just killed myself coz of negligence.

and because i need the lens by this sat, i need to pay an expedite fee, which i could have avoid, of $25. nvm.. and... $250 yes, if i cannot find the receipt/ the date is way past over.
that's abt 50hrs of work in popeye. and given my schedule.. probably like more than 1 month of work?
i mean i can go around it and ask my friends in the trade to re-produce the receipt... but i guess that should be against my so called principles right.


ok. nevermind.


but in the midst of all that travelling around,
u know, u've got time to look at ur phone, participate in group chats and all tt social shit right.
ok. i'm gg to spare the details.
but ah, i have to rant it all out here.
you. of alllll people!!!!!
omg. to think that u're already a..... and still so childish! and honestly, that's one of the reason why i respect u... u're so young, and so able to cope and all the stuff. but... the way u act and respond to this whole self-created issue really astounds me!


first day of work, almost late, nvm. then.....
omg. u know what. nvm. i'm gg to spare the details again coz its just beyond me.
its all on my twits and now that i'm in a more cooler state, i dont see any point in blogging all the negatively i think about others. its just not right.




so otw out of the care centre, had to rush for trng.
and i had alot on my mind.
displeased with myself for the camera thing.
irritated by my classmates.
questioning my sense of 'righteousness'
making thoughts that dont count.
and trying to get on time.


and then..... BANG.
i hit the car infront of me.
ok. not so direct la. i first scrapped the side of the curb, the rebound was hard enough to fling my bike to the side of the car and hit it.
yep. and i scratched it real bad.
but ok, i managed to regain my balance though my right leg got hit.
ok. so i owned up. it's a lady driver. when she got out of the car, first thing i told her "ok. i'm willing to pay for the damages...." i mean its all my fault right.
yea.


so that's my first proper accident involving a car.
the other one was accidentally hitting the side mirror of a car.. but no scratches. but the male driver super angsty. i mean i would be also la. hahas.

so yes. with all that train of thoughts. and then that one single incident to literally hit me up, i felt that my heart got struck real hard.



otw to trng, i kept crying.
idk y. i mean ok, i was sad coz i have to spend money. on the lens. and now, on someone's car.
and poooor sparky, got scratched also, but i can't do much also.
but e tears just flowed.
i think its one of those days where my bottle is full alrdy. i can really take no more.
reached trng ground, do a quick check on my bike and off to trng. while rushing to the field, i told myself to focus in trng coz any lapse in a contact rugby trng, may just lead to 1 yr out of sports!


it started rough.
i kept doing the wrong things.
appearing at the wrong time and places.
my mind was simple on the verge of wallowing up in self-pity. on top of that, my neck was still hurting from last sunday's trng.
a few of my teammates casually asked if i was ok after some of the hits, i almost teared.
its like u know, when u're heart is alrdy so softened and crumpled, someone ask something nice to u, u'll start crying for no apparent reason.


and the last part of trng - fitness. it was the sprints again.
ok. it was my time to just go all out.
i did push myself. i gave my best.
honestly, it felt good. i just threw all out through running.
but i was mad exhausted while we're doing warm down.

but i must say today, i did made harder tackles just to get rid of all the negativity. i got hit quite hard in my right collar bone and now its hurting. and my knee, the area above my injured mcl is swelling and i can see some bruising starting to form.

hahas. ok. the bruises.. i can't really distinguish which is from where. from the accident or from trng. hahas.

everywhere is just in pain.

tmr morng will be solid. hahas

ok. otw back, when 'king of wonders' came up on my ipod on shuffle mode,  while singing out loud like i always do while riding, i started to cry. not the sob sob kind man. but the crymeariver kind of cry. so much so that i can't sing, the tip of my helmet visor is starting to collect off water droplets, and my face is just flushed with tears. and since i was in that state, i just cry even louder to just force everything out. clear my pit, and be empty again to take on the world.

but of course, i was still rational.

i was constantly on lane 3 and not exceeding 100km/h on ecp. not cutting traffic and making sure i'm still being a responsible motorist on the roads of singapore.

thought of making a useless detour to ecp sea to just spend sometime there alone. but sorry, i dont think i wanna waste time like that.

so soon enough, i reached home.

had to look more exhausted from trng rather than all the crying so that mother poon wont' suspect anything. as u know, i'm the son of the house... and we dont talk those mother-daughter stuff like how mother-daughter usually do. different expressions of love la.

anyways.

i had a good day ytd coz i acc mother poon and the boy to a random trip to universal studios.

i was happy coz the boy was happy which made mother poon very happy.

so everyone was happy.

so i guess with all the influx of happiness,  i really didn't see today coming at all.

and so, 

what tab says "assumptions is the mother of all fucked ups"

and

what brenda says "act blur leave longer".

sounds contradictory, but i dont think so. there's some form of value in it if u know what i'm talking about.

there's so many things i wanna blog and rant on about.

but i guess i should end here coz its alrdy 4:15am.

heing tmr OFF. and i'm taking a day off for myself. i just need some 'me' time.

and yes, start thinking of fund-raising to pay off my projected debts.

and finally.

as to the one who uses twitter as a platform to be sacarstic and all at me, i feel so stupid that i actually tweeted 2-3 twits to you. i mean, in the first place, i shouldn't even entertain u and stooped down to that level to just compete for godknowswhat reasons.

that's twitter for you.

its about twitting something about someone, knowing that that someone would read and everything look so 'clean and covered up' because it has that deceiving aloof stigma that ohi'mnottalkingaboutyouthoughiam.

hahas. how #bitchpls. 

and honestly, i really thought that gone were the day that i face such issues which such people coz these are scenes u get from those days when i was in a IJ convent, all-girls sch.

hahas. boys.

tsk. never fail to surprise me in such a disappointing manner as always.

so yes, all u ppl, continue to make ur own assumptions and throw ur childish thoughts around. not saying i'm very mature or what, but at least i'm still steadfast in my principles not just knowing what's best for me, but those around. continue ur ways. one day, u'll just understand where i'm coming from.

not saying i'm entirely right, but i do have a point in making my actions count. and if u dont appreciate it, so be it. i guess i'll have to stop trying.

ignorance is a bliss.

till next june!

just need to be more cool about it. 

be more a more independent worker and yet able to compromise as a team to achieve some form of results. 

no one is perfect.

cliche shit. but we should make the best out of it. 

Reminder

Manager, "sometime u gotta remember that u're a girl"

ikr.

But that shouldn't give me any excuses unless u're into gender discrimination right.

Then again, I have to rmbr, I'm still girl after all.

With all that physical limitations.

All that unnecessary emotional irregularities.

So fustrating.

So sad.

So trapped.

So alone.

And that's why we have a God.

And I need to learn to just comit everything unto Him coz then,

Everything can fall into place,

and be in good Hands.

first one wk.

what a first wk.

i've learnt alot.

and really, all thanks to the technicians and engineers who took time and effort to show us and explain to us bit by bit. (:  i mean like, they've got to get their job done right. but they still bother to explain the details and answer of stupid and duh qns. hahas. so thanks!

it wasn't just about the technical part, but also about how the company works and more relevantly, how the industry works. this 3 wk OJT means that (because of the shift work), there would only be 9 days of work for me. i feel like requesting for OT.

and some ppl just dont know how to appreciate and optimize their time. 

anyways.

and i'm starting to unfold my not so distant future i guess! (:

and i'm more or less 90%ly, this is probably where i belong la. rather than gg up long lift rides, battling out officewoes, fighting mon blues, facing a stupid screen that doesn't really change much, and of course, not forgetting deep back stabbs in the back. i'm just generalizing the whole business industry k... in case u're dying to fight back with me and disagree everything just because u love ur job. hahahahas. no offence! but yes, w/o those office jobs and business shit, singapore wont be in such a state of a prosperous country right. it takes 2 hands to clap la- just to justify myself. hahas. (:

engine wash!

and my most fav pic.. morng towing with the sunrise on the left! (:

making everything so worthwhile.

after a long quiet night with the planes...

To hear and see all the planes up and running after a long night's worth of checks and repairs is quite rewarding.

really.

and to end off with a quote to solidify my confusions in life...
"So dont look back n regret on e decisions tt u've made in e past because they were e best ones tt u could possibly can at that point of time. Look ahead"
- engineer on the left

teamwork

Aviation.

such a vast industry.

so many opportunities. both infinite and limited.

teamwork is important. 

but if everyone's not on the same page, with different drives, now, how does that work?

under my most fav plane... the boeing 747. (:

felt so... small. i mean A380's the big boss. but this is still a taukay in some form ah.

morning shifts, u get to see the evening sunset,

making everything all golden and brown.

looking forward tonight's night shift,

for i know that the sun will rise again in the morning.

my first morng shift

ahahas. first day of OJT at SHAECO.
just to be brief, today did quite little things. but on the whole, i think the job scope wise is physically/ mentally challenging to a certain extent.

technicians and engineers are exposed to the elements to the max.
especially afternoon sun + tarmac + skydroll (a type of hydraulic fluid)
then must uphold safety and best of standards.


but i got to see many many planes. big planes.
saw a hot female pilot.
and really learnt alot through the very little things we do.

hahas. i think because of the whole lot of excitment and all,  though its tough work, i hope there's more work to be done! (: hahas

lastly, today, i finally got to go through what my dad went through 80% of his life-time as a line-maintenance fella. same place. same setting. 

really, if only my father poon was around, that would be damn cool. and he's gg to be my #1 personal shifu. 24/7. that's be great. hahas. 

hahas. from the photo, u can see an improvement in safety.

#1 safety vest. now if u're seen w/o one, u'll get fined $50.

#2 never stand infront of an engine like that. 

ahahas. and this...

generated 120 fb and 65 instagram likes. ahhhas

(: 

what an encouragement!

she still speaks

Somebody Else - Bleu

What if I was alright

What if I wasn't wound so tight

What if I had the balls to be bad

Would you still look at me like that

Would you be mad that I had held the old me back

Why can't I be somebody else

Somebody who isn't too cool to believe it's ok to be just me

Maybe I was too much

Maybe I'll take it down at notch

Maybe I have the guts to go mad

Maybe I mess me up real bad

Maybe I'll make you wish you had the old me back

Why can't I be somebody else

Somebody who isn't too cool to believe it's ok to be just me

What if I can't remember who Im tryin to be

Why can't I be somebody else

Somebody who isn't too cool to believe it's ok to be just me

Just me...

music never fails to speak to me.



or rather, God never fails to use music as a channel to speak to me. whatever the genres.

hahas. typed 'somebody' and all the songs just come up.

but i had that song in mind first.

simple sound. but of course, a soundtrack from Spiderman! 

maybe i've been played by you.

Distance (Guit-Piano Cover)

hahas. this is supposed to be like a proper cover with my vocal and all. but i think it sounds so much better without my vocals. hahahhahas.

human factor

finished sucha in-depth topic in just 5 days - 1 week.

all about the fallibility of human.

no matter how perfect the system, it just takes one small action of an irresponsible persons to do massive destruction, bringing so much sadness and hurt to the world.

-

on another note.

(finally blogging about this again)

hahas. i'm probably facing/ feeling the exact opposite from what i was facing about 3 months ago.

in his shoes, i said.

its more likka 'if i treated you the way you treated me, you would hate me'. hahhas

i'm feeling it, but no, i dont think i hate you. 

but on the contrary, i think i feel you. 

containing it.

honestly, i do feel like a a very mean person. but i'm left with no choice, for i am sensitive and insensitive, and have no clue on how better i can manage the whole thing.

sometimes i want to go up to tell you how much i love you, but
then i remember that you don't feel the same way

i cant.

hate to screw good ol' friendships especially those i treat it likkaBro. 

but i have to say, u all started it first! hahas

in all cases, there are times and especially nights i do wanna hang out with you, spend time together and just be myself. 

but i'm really afraid.

and sometimes on some occasions, even when i think u've successfully hit my heart, i think i'm just not good enough for u.

what a selfish thought.

but that's just they stubborn way it is. 

and i honestly think the world is just very superficial.

not trying to be holy, but church [(-) the hyprocrites] is really one of the place to seek refuge. i'm in no position to judge, but i do want to be safe.

push through.

yea. 

i'veletgoi'veletgoi'velearnttoletgo.

i've really believed in that. 

because God has paved the way for us. He's really got all those plans up in his sleeves robes.

all we need is trust. and faith. in love.

intermittent farts

ok. i have to blog this coz i feel too positive.


u know during fitness, i think i did well. i mean coz i think i did push myself a little more than usual.
today's runs about strength and endurance; supposedly more tiring than sunday's runs.
but i felt better, not so tired and in fact, after everything, i felt that i could do a few more good sets.
hahas. but of course i didn't.


must be the farts. as my twitter status today was ..

"I ran faster during fitness today. Must be because of the intermittent farts.. working like combustion for propulsion. :D"

hahas.
i'm finally starting to see the results from putting in effort in those interval runs and having a better diet plan. hahas. u know for the past 3 wks, i've been disciplinedly waking up early just to cook a healthy lunch. save $$ and eat healthy.
of course i got the cravings. today, i had one long thin bar of dark chocolate. (coz white chocolate not avaliable) and i also secretly think that that's one of the contributing factor to today's good performance.
and also coz i was deeply craving for unhealthy snacks, i gulped down lotsa vitasoy and milk to just shut my stomach up for awhile. (:
a good start la.


okok..
as for contact work. alittle bit of inner improvements coz i'm not that fearful anymore! hooray.
BUT.
now, i need to overcome some habitual motor skills. i've been very hesitant and not so aggressive when i go into tackles, be it attack or defense. in fact, i'd rather be defending that attacking. hahas.
i should start getting in hard, not stopping with right footwork, technique and all.




found this is some magazine while waiting for physio.

oh ya! and i haven't showed u my awesome DIY stuff right! hahas. from scrap sheet metals. i did all hte design and the bicycle! Bond helped me to do the rider coz i didn't have the time.

so yes. well done marian. keep it up.
must rmbr this. and strive to repeat this feeling.
no more excuses. pace myself. dun rush and be patience.
in confidence. be slow and steady and disciplined.



and of course, i wanna thank God for reviving my ODJ with Him. (:

emptied soul

what a wkend.

friday was BBQ/chalet at pasir ris. 118 Pasir Ris Road.. its raymond's PSA chalet. ahahas. was fun to catch up with them as always. finally got to catch up with yusin and andass. couldn't stay coz of sat's league.

and so, the usual WTL saturday.
one of the worst wks for me.
for the Women's game, though we won, we really played like shit. honestly, i felt that my opponents deserved to win more. i got a penalty for tracking on defense. not blaming anyone, but if i really dont know who to take on on defence coz no ones talking, i'd rather make that penalty than to let them score in a try.
and because of penalties like such and offsides, we were like in our danger zone for at least a good 6-7 mins. SUPER frustrating. so much so that it was my first time screaming on the field out of anger and frustration. but luckily, not at anyone but to the ground.


throughout the game. i just felt that some of us were very selfish. period.

i mean like in a game like touch, if u're gg to be individual and totally not getting the point of teamwork, the team's not gg to get anywhere.

after that, was the mixed game.
same thing.
but just more drastic. coz it was the semis. not only i caused a penalty, but i got sin-binned for phantom-touch following that; with lead the team to a 5 v 6 situation for about 5 mins.
the score was 9-2. to them. it's not just about that. we played them twice in the league. first, we lost them 6-4. then we won them 4-3. now, it's 9-2.

at my corner during my sin-binned, i really did some reflections. ahahas. ok. phantom-touch in a game is that when on defence, you called a touch but did not really effect it. i.e...u call 'touch' but no touch lah. the man broke through, i covered. he scored. i shouted touch. but he dived when my hand reached that area of displacement. everyone thought i touched. my players, the opponents, the person i defended and even the ref. but then when the ref asked me again before awarding the try "did you make the touch?" my mind had a picture of pui-shan (one of the most respected touch player in my heart for her passion, pure integrity and sportsmanship), i said "no".  and then, i was red-carded. and then regretted.

i mean i could have lied.

so yea, during that 5 mins. i really did reflect.
honesty.
what's its value.
is it worth it? if the team losses not because of skill but because of honesty, does that really matter? i really questioned myself. but eventually, i had to admit and accept my principles that integrity, honesty and sportsmanship is really priceless. even if it means to suffer the consequences and paying a price for it, what ever the amount, it should be worth it.

after half-time, though i felt that we did try hard to make a comeback, after about less than 10mins into the game, i felt that some of us were slowly giving up the fight. including myself.
to me, it was such a massive inner underlying feeling of heavy disposition. disappointed.
and true enough, during the debriefing, the captain led out a pause and said "i felt that some of us gave up during the game." that supported my feeling much. "that's not how our club plays and more so, that's not the reason why Team Awesome plays together and had the great season the last time round. why we enjoyed last season is coz we played as a team, supported each other, and utilized our strengths to over our weaknesses. that's how we're Awesome" somewhat along that lines.
totally ripped it out of my heart.
but for that moment i was just lost for words, buried in my disappointment.





and after that, i went home.
and got ready for a wedding.
nice family wedding. at the Chevrons.
good for the gathering of my mother's side of the family.



then. was the class chalet.
drank.
was wasted.
got to know the classmates one more level up.
hahas.
reluctantly stayed over knowing that i want to do well for trng the next day.



and went back at 10am.
otw back from sembawang to bedok, had 'pitstops' to drink hot milo and soyamilk to recover asap.
slpt.
and off to trng at 3pm.
felt that my mind was attached to my body with a spacious weak force of attraction.
did a few mistakes.
and during the circuit trng, i really couldn't push myself further from being comfortably working hard.
then drills. and for the final interval runs, i felt that my soul have left my body.
we did 3 sets (of the supposed 4) of 2 x 400m. timings were taken. for the 3, my timing did improve each set. i felt that i did try to push myself, but i could really afford to do abit more. i think the fastest girl's timing was like half of mine. and she's in the recovering phase of a complete mcl injury- worse than mine.


sometimes i think i need to train for training.
and i need to find was to be a mentally stronger person. i dont give myself excuses. but sometimes i think i tend to be over logical.

honesty

It pays to be honest. But we have to always remind ourselves of its value. 

Mac & Cheese

got em' on 8 Oct 12.
(:


named them only ytd... meet my new friends Mac and Cheese! Mac's the boy and Cheese' the girl.
had lotsa name suggestions. like Tor&Toise, 乌&龟, Sharon&Stone, Jack&Rose... or like.. 王&八.. and if they have a kid... call 蛋. so the whole family is... 乌龟XXX. haahhahahhas
they're my new friends to go through life with me. hahhas





today i randomly felt lonely.
but it was for a while.
coz i know being emo is just part of life.
i felt like i just needed someone. but back to rationality, i was quite self-controled.
just dont commit any reckless actions or send any implusive people to any heart's elusive personnel.


once u're down, u'fe bound to come up again.
and it goes on.





yea. while working today, met this guy in the lift of bedok south blk 71. hhashhaas. he's so charming that i almost forgot which floor i was suposed to go to.

just some thoughts...

before i sleep.


ahas. actually the last 2 post are posted all in just tonight.
i'm separating it out just because of the labels.
and for this post, i just need it for me to sort some things out.




ok.


today had trng.
fitness was just so tiring!
i kept pushing myself to make every move count. for every push up, every jump, every bends, i really tell myself to make it good. but towards the end, i was really struggling to keep the pace. it was like 45mins of intensive work outs.
now that i'm back at trng, i look forward to contact drills. (finally i'm like looking forward) coz its the only time in rugby when contact is made, it is in attempt to be done at the most correct technique and all, so, things gets slowed down abit. . in the past, i'm always filled with that inner fear. so, good job on that marian. hahas. and to compare it with fitness, its not that xiong though when i was on defense for one the the drills, i felt like a fitness drills in disguise.

and towards the end of the trng.... no fitness! what a surprise. i was secretly psyching myself up for it.
but when coach asked us one question after that "do you all feel very tired to come for trng?"
that made me think abit. (coz she said it really showed on some of our faces during trng)
i dont think she meant it in a sarcastic/ naggy way, but really out of concern for the club, as well as for individual growth as a rugby player. if u know her, she's really one of the key foundation for the growth of Women's Rugby in Singapore. and each time i look at her, her battle scars and the amount of heart she has for the sport, i am really humbled and secretly whisper a few 'whoa. thank you' in my heart. ahhas.


for me, honestly, there are times that i dread to go for trng.
i dont think its the trng itself or what, but the thought for giving up time for something else rather that sleeping time / time for myself to be in my room and do my own things. u know, those kind of 'ownself' time u need in life to keep surving in this plastic world.
of course, i cannot deny that the thought of fitness do contribute to the hesitation in going trng.  but of couse, knowing that its the only way to be fitter and stronger, let's just face it alright. ahhas.
now its not so bad since it's just the starting of the season's trng. ahhas. (yea! and its alrdy like that! ahhahas. not complaining though.)

i rmbr last year season. there was 1 trng that i just didn't want to go. in life my of all my trngs, be it bowling, touch, dance.... that was the ONLY trng in my life that i did not go when i had the time / nothing clashed and all.
i still rmbr it clearly... how i felt. and how i felt after that. i can't really rmbr the specific reason though (confirm somewhere in one on my long blog post). but i rmbr that chunk of regret and disappointment in myself.
now when i have such thoughts, i'll rmbr that incident and one more phrase that Ruby told me once (when i seriously did not want to go down to the Track of Pain (purely a 1.5-2hr optional fitness session) at kallang.... coz really, it's not called the 'Track of Pain' for no reason yea. when u're in it, u feel like ur heart is just gg to stop and give up any moment, or like ur lungs is gg to explode and engulf all ur stomach and intestine. so when i msg Ruby that i really didn't feel like gg and i couldn't drag myself down from work. but she smsed me "when you just go down and do it, it's something that u confirm won't regret after doing it" which is so true. knowing the distance covered, effort put in u cant help but to just give a pat on ur back and say a simple well done to yourself.


yea. so now i apply that to my rugby trngs... if only severely needed... its like those precious power-ups u used in a fighting game. for now, the reason i give is more like 'i wanna be a better rugby player , its the only way i can be better and stronger as a rugger'.. stuff like that.
sometimes, u cannot ALWAYS use special power-ups coz if not, it doesn't become special and precious anymore right. hahas.





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and lastly, to add on.
i  think i can safely say that i've finally learnt to let go of things, especially letting go of u.
times when i wanted to go and visit ur profile page, i hesitate before clicking it and eventually, pull away. i dont think of u that often. u're not so much in my thoughts. and even if so, they're just happy memories which i'll treasure and cherish. period.

i mean like u know, this year since u're in uni, one of the events that we would see each other is during the uni games awards ceremony. of course i still feel that ugh, that so close yet so far, we could have been in the same event.

sometimes i think that i should have started my marketing degree only in the july 2011 intake rather that the 2009. coz
1) i can get to do projects with my strong tp marketing mates like joelle, jamin, yvonne and all.. and not only get good grades but also get to spend my last few studying college moments with ppl that are close to my heart.. yea. and most of my friends of my batch also start studying in SIM only last year/ this yr.
2) SIM's bigger campus. more places to study/ do projects.
3) a stronger touch team.
4) more opportunities with you in common events.

but of course, i cannot do a fair comparison just like that. well, i'm still thankful no matter what coz i believe that God has planned for me in ways that i can learn the most out of it.


so. it took 6 yrs.
i hope that when i do get to see u again, my heart doesn't take a drastic reaction and goes back to square one. like how i always thought that i'm over u and when i do get to see u in church/ on the field, i get so so lost. ahhahhas.


well. i know i'm stronger now.



after all that. how can i not toughen myself up.
u know, i think its to a point where i can also say that i'm becoming back to my independent self again. which is a good sign la. i know its a fine line to tread on, but i have a bit of sufficient confidence that i can do it. i mean like no, i cannot deny that i there are times when i would need friends. but i believe i can overcome more things on my own now, take it in my stride.
i know i can really face things one on one, things that i would run away in the past.
idk what drives me with such conviction tonight to say all these. but i believe its God's grace and from my prayers and friends' prayers.
thank you. (:


tmr is a new day.
new week.
and i'm gg to, once again, make the best of it because i say so. (:





just a song that i kept on singing at least 8 times just now.

one step closer

what a long week i say.

true that.

can't find glue to mend the sole of my crocs. so my tchr let me use aircraft sealant! ahhahas. power. 

its gonna stick forever.hahahhahahas.

the last practical work on riveting.. probably the 'simple' one involving the most no. of steps. 

(: 

the future for me i suppose.

i mean life's a journey. and the certain steps that we gotta take when we're young, may not be the brightest one, but may indirectly be the most permanent and irreversible one; hoping to involve the least expense/loss if a change is required. but really, who knows. we can only pray for God's direction coz he knows what's best for us.

i've always wanted to be a fireman.

and i still want to be a fireman.

even if after i graduated from this engineering course, i've got thoughts to sign on with CD for at least 2 yrs. i'm still trying to talk myself out of it coz 2yrs+ loss from aviation experience is quite alot.

maybe at least i'll sign on with the airforce or some sort to satisfy my secret uniform ambition to have a more significant part to play when it comes to civil defence/ national security/ whatever u call it and not just being a causual civilian who just protects my immediate friends and familiy when the time arrives. i'm talking about nation wide protection la. hahahas. 

i dont think its a selfless great act since every Singapore son has to go through army. i just think that they should involve some women. coz u need women to balance out the stigmatic differences.

come what may. 

my wkend adventure

literally.

hahas. actually its not just about the caving, water rafting and stuff, but how things didnt go as planned but everyone still made it and had a great time together.

now, where do i start.


fri night. 10pm bus.
zoom zoom
and we're in ipoh by 5am, stranded on Medan Gopeng bus stop, not knowing that we're all in the wrong place. (we could have been walking through Gopeng's market place in the wee hours of the morng man! ) got cheated by the bus. the bus driver was lazy to make a turn into the bus terminal, so he dropped us at medan gopeng, 10km away from where we're supposed to be. but ok, at least we met mcdonalds.


catch up beauty sleep at the nearby mac donalds and breakfast there as well.


[ok. i dont have much time to blog. i'm just gg to put up all the pretty photos then type along the way.....]

otw for caving!

 

the guy's from Austria! :p hahahs

our catered lunch!

and now otw for rafting!!

look happs right. 

ahahhas. actually it's low tide. ):

so that part was the most happs one only. the rest all so so.

most of the time our rafts got stuck in the rocks coz the current wasn't strong enough. ahhahahahs.

but nevertheless, still fun. ahhhaas.

i love this pic.

lookin' likka Life is Great (GE photo comp) ahhahahas.

and after a loooong cold 2.5hr to KL, we quickly checked in and went down to Jalan Alor for GREAT AWESOME FOOOOD.

12am dinner on Mid Autumn Festival with awesome people. (:

(:

home sweet sweet home.

love the place.

love the receptionist, Beth.

(:

the company's great. ahhas

wanted to spend time at the rooftop bar, while Rugby was being screened. but after my nice clean warm bath, leaving the bath wasn't easy. 2am.

GOOD MORNING. so fast, its Sunday.

and we headed down to Times Square.

wanted to buy this. but S$120. not worth it.

so. 

some of us took part in this Adidas competition and won ourselves some pairs of socks and cap. ahhhahas.

make the longest line. 

of course i was the fastest coz it was all about problem solving. hahas. but i was 2nd coz i think the judge didn't see me since i was so short. hahahhas.

ya. everyone who was looking down from above all knew what we all had in our bag. 

there were 6 contestants, 5 of which were us, with 1 small randmom boy (in the light blue shirt). ahahhas. pity him man! we're like all geared up with our big bag but he didn't have much things on him. ahhahs

#likkagraduation. haahhas. i can't rmbr whose idea was this. hahahhahas.

definitely not mine.

bitter liang teh to dissipate the heat in my system. hahahas. 

and a very very rushed and speedy lunch. (paiseh for the bad timing!)

BarBQplaza from bangkok. ahhahas. ate it the other time with the girls in BKK. hahas. 

and another (cheated) bus back to SG. 

and.... a surprised bday celebration for me! hahahs. 

bring treated likka princess with a pretty princess heart-shaped ballooon and a flowery cupcake. awww.

ahhahas. i had no idea man. i always thought that i've got a good eye on them. ahahas. 

but thank you. really special for me. (:

and so, my wkend ended so quickly.
it's probably gg to be the most fruitful wkend for the year.
saturday was sucha long, fruitful and well spent day since we left SG on a fri night 10pm and reach back our hotel to rest only on sat night 2am. ahahhas.

i think the caving and rafting were all quite erm....not soooo exciting for me la. as in not that exciting since i've been there and done that during the sports leaders camp. but to see my friends enjoy themselves, and especially my cousin eveleen being so brave and all, warms my heart. ahhas. didn't know she had that bit of adventurous outdoor spirit in her. hahahhaas. the other girls, lydia, sam and ju.. are quite sporty by nature, so ok la. HAHAHAHS.
yea. and the company. and the food. and everything that sums it all for a great outdoorsy wkend, over just S$200 was just priceless.
and and and and.. to be back at REGGAE MANSION. (:
the pretty, sweet and kind Beth, the recptionist, rmbrs me! hahahs. went there earlier this year during Asian champs and she still rmbrs me. hahas.



and of course, (: that my friends got to know my friends. and i got to know dickson and jovin's friend - jeremy and jia quan respectively. (:

initially, this was planned as a bday celebration with my closer friends coz bday dinners are too mainstream. AHAHHAHS. but coz everyone's schedule fitted the later wkend of the month, hence the date. but! it was closer to gab's bday as well! so we celebrated his bday too. hahahas.