waaaaaah~ training was sai today. now i have to change my way of 360. tsk tsk must flyyyy. pulled my muscle again and darling left foot is immobilised. one more sprained toe on top of the previous two. tsk tsk. kick more. waha friday got combined jcs training with national fighters steady boH. i think ill be embarassed.

zzzzz it's back to hitting the books. hvnt touched any work yet and ive forgotten 99% of my stuff


zzzzz everyones posting pics.


cannot lose to them


i shall post too


wahahahahaaaaaa

it'd been one month since school ended and i havent really blogged much. since then, ive been asking myself day after day, what have i achieved in the holidays. i questioned and ponder, till the day we flew off for shanghai. it was only then that i reallly felt relieved of all worldly worries and burden. i felt as if ive left my old shell behind to grow a new one abroad.


the days after promos were spent rushing pw. late nites doing wr, op and i n r. it can be said that pw was sick as hell and im sure my other team mates dint have a smooth time too. but when one endures through hell and fire, the oasis and calm of an after storm would arrive. whatever it is im glad its all over. it isnt somethign which ill wanna look back and reminisce. but it sure taught me the fact that one mans power will not suffice in a place where the strong meets the stronger. what i noe is that a man's determination and strength can be limitless if he persists till the very end.


immediately after came the best part of year. SHANGHAI OCIP!!! steady boooohhhh


ten short but fun days. it was a great experience, greater than all the kings and queens in the world. if only time hadnt passed so fast. the people we went with were just awesome beyond words, and insane too. xinyi joanne wensi peishan xinwei gwen yuntian kimmin ( i always spelt it as kiN min) yushan qian lei xi an wu fan grace dominique elaine kaiern jiawei ming ren chun kang mao dun jiahao jianmin ( i always spelt as jian minG) jonathan algernon. ms chua ms liew ms tan mr lee and thomas aka noti kia. i have two crazy roommates. one always come out of the toilet without his pants on and the other one is a ge tai wannabe, always trying his best to sing to the tune of lemon tree. the teachers revealed their kiddish side on the trip. turned out that mr lee likes to act cute like jiawei and miss chua likes to suan people. haish. tian li he zai!! and ms liew thinks im junhao whoever that is.


when our library was completed, i could the sense of triumph and accomplishment shared by everyone. it wasnt a great feat in comparison of what bricklayers and painters can do. but the emotional attachment to the place and the kids arent what they can achieve. i liked the jia xiang fan too. i could get used to it very easily though the chef doesnt use chopping boards and simply slice the fish at the drain where the dirty water from all our paintbrushes and basins flow. i guess the rest of us loved the food too. wah the mao ce was ultimate man. never go in there unless theres an emergency. but aiyah got used to the ammonia reeking urinals after sometime. the best part was, the deposited stuff flows straight to the farm which grows the vegetables that we eat everyday. wahahahahahaaaA. damn cool.


shanghai has really nice food too. wahahaha jiawei and i volunteered to buy the paint stuff and lucky us, miss tan brought us ard to find even better food. waahahahahahahaAAA ate like a pig everyday. the kebab and sausages and xiao long bao and beef noodles and candies and chips and chou dou fu and mai ya tang and many many moreeeee. wahahahaAAAAAconsidering that ive a stomach thats weaker than normal, its a great achievement that the lao sai came after the weekend and lasted through the final few days. maybe the cold weather made it harder for the worms to work.


o yea talking about the weather, wooooooooo~ just great manx feels like when you pop ur head into the freezer. sometimes after raining or during the rain, there'll be mist when you speak. wahahahahahaaaaa damn coooL. but the airs really polluted though due to the high traffic and rubbish strewn all over the place. damn i miss the place and the people.


the 20 things about shanghai

1. shanghainese smoke like no ones business
2. there arent toilet paper in their toilets
3. shanghainese hardly say thank you, welcome, sorry or excuse me.
4. shanghainese sales persons arent forthcoming
5. taxi drivers are separated from the passengers by a plastic barricade
6. ren rang che, not che rang ren
7. shanghainese drivers honk like crazy, but no one really bothers bout them anyway
8. the outskirts of shanghai is all grey and misty
9. the commercial buildings are tall and are decorated with bright colourful lightings
10. the supermarkets and convenient stores sell lots of milk products
11. the movies and music there are outdated.
12. the clouds enshroud the tip of the skyscrapers, giving a mystical feel
13. the poorest of the poor are found admist the rich and the glamorous
14. the kfc and mcdonalds in shanghai have totally different menus from that in singapore
15. the city is in an illogical mess, with the old and the new cluttered side by side
16. sometimes the old is stashed behind the new, away from the sight of city goers
17. shanghai is highly polluted and the traffic never seem to ease
18. the weather is nice and cool, fluctuating between 8 and 17 degrees
19. if it gets cold enough, there'll be mist when you speak.
20. shanghai isnt the typical chinese city, its highly westernised


shanghai ocip rocks my sox.

words can't replace feelings.


been sleeping later and later. i feel stumped. pws gonna be over in a matter of daysss rarrrr i guess we're all sick of it. daaaaHHH i wanna say it out, but i dont know what to type. told ya words cab't replace feelings. tsk tsk. fullstop.

its clear. its either hate or like. most of the time its clear, others blurred. i keep looking back. just what have i left behind that i want to retrieve? i can't tell. i hate rv as i hate bananas. actually its just the administrative blunders. at the same time, i miss the life it has bestowed upon me. more importantly, i miss my cca. every year come a change of specialists. one batch come and pass. siangliang to vincent to aaron and to us to ziyang and now to bingyang. never once had i a change of heart. i still stay true to what i said many many years ago, you take away ncc, you take away a part of me. but i worry for the new kids on the block. only cadets of a forgotten time will remember The times. the new generation will never appreciate the beauty and mystic of sweat and mud. NEVER. ive never played in team sports before but i guess its the same. apparently many failed to see that time is sole factor that binds. a faithful but lonely soldier praying for the best cannot rival a forceful contingent banging to the same command. i stay true only to the corp, of the old. i only hope that all will awaken. dedication is unparalled to obedience. taekwondo should have more trainings too. why can't these people just see?!



things gone will not return. so do we just let it go? or should we take something along? i haven't found mine, and i still hate.