A nice front persisting a step backward perhaps.....

Morning to all,

Once again, returning from a day of yesterday to a new beginning of this lovely warm/cold morning in the land down under,. To be precise, new south wales, in the city of Sydney. To be even more precise , somewhere in the suburbs near the Hills District.

Precision seems to be the order of this modern times, which many people seems tp be lacking, to generate proper understanding in explaining their stand and clearing doubts. Talk about clearing doubts, such venture needs a clar mind and of late, it's hard to have a lear mind, with the prospect of the upcoming exams and the return of my sleepless nights that I hve suffered periodically since my teenage years. You see, in some periods of time, my sleeping pattern would be disturbed by sudden wake of out nowhere nad somehow, no matter what time i fall alseep, I wol; dbe waking up at around 8 to 10 in the morning. Strange, but this has been happening to me on and off without doubt, for the past decade o a periodical basis. sigh

Well, somethings you can';t control much but what the heck, life goes on and as long as i'm breathing air, let's work on something yeah..hahha. Been talking to friends back home through the phone, emails and of course msn. Talking about friends back home, it was brought to my attention on a certain group of friends that I may not have been paying too much attention to but netherthelss provided good company and wild experiences. 63 Singapore Infantry Brigade...

Hahaha...people from this unit would know who I am and definately would laugh and sprout great amount of vulgarities on the unit itself. Heck, let's focus abit more here. haha...Army life, like it or not has not been a good one for me. Well basically, me being me, would just refuse to endorse something which you are being force to do...national service. However, as I was chatting to one of my friend who was going to ORD this coming weekend, we talk about the fun days we had in the brigade, well for me fun is when u can successfully divert all kinds of regimental duties and expectations to your favour. Finally, yeah, i could put my deception skills into full use ..well, it may be unethical, but you are in the army...nothing is ethical....

Even without such high regard to regimental life, the people I've met after being posted to this unit 6 months into my army life (been pushed around since the medical officers discovered my back injury..well it was new to me,,,,yahoo....downgraded!!) have provided each other with the comfort and strength with good support in most aspect of life. It's never a wonder that unlike some blokes in the unit, I do not rejoice much when my ORD date was nearing because I understnd their sensitivity and provided them with lots of support even if it's so called long way to go before ORD because at he end of the year 2 and a half years of service is a small fraction of our life. Recalling back the days when we would just drive out of camp for a good lunch at the prata house along Upper Thomson Road, or some KFC chicken or when we would kjust divcert away in droves of cars together to kill time...hahhaa...and of course that sleepy morning when I actually hit into the 5 tonner whle I was reversing to park my car. Damm....Lunching in with extra rations at our disposal, we ate more than we should and of course rhe crazy moment we had after the change of commander ceremony when we actually see the other side of our warant officers that evening in the mess......lol....although we were not in a unit where all of us came together in a batch after another, the attachment was exciting to recall and of course hiding away inthe warehouse to lunch and sleep among the stacks of weapons and equipments, well everybody know 63 SIB soldiers are holding multi-vocations unofficially..being a secret unit and such..haha....but we kept our secret closely guarded too. And to this articular friend of mine whom I've known since primary school and coincidentally met again in the army when he was posted to 63 SIB, recalling how we actually brought out rebellious St Andrew's culture to this unit once again when we actually sent a string of frenzy moments to our commanders just by that one "phone call". If the army has mottos such as dare to strike....we did not pick it up from the military but the culture that we had emulated back in St Andrew's tat oppression brings about innner guts. hahaha....funny man...nethertheles....up saints !! up and on !


Foes aplenty we shall meet...
Hearts Courageous Scorn Defeat.....(EXCERPTS FROM OUR SCHOOL SONG)

Well back to music, Venom Cruize, well I just wish that omaybe one day every thing that i have wrote together with what we've work on together would one day see the fruits of our labour. Organize. ... We could make it the way we want it but we need proper management mtes...!
Been writing poems of late again, because poems can be translated into lyrics for self composed songs ..haha....well over the years me being me...every peoms I've wrote has not be consolidated into one proper file but all around my desk and cupboards back in my Bishan home...hahhaa

well as i start this blog I will try to end every entries , like the last, with a self composed poem just to make sure i would not lose the skill to carry on. Well, my ex-gf used to receive poems from me.....days gone by.....

Simple morning brings about this life of beautiful colours,

The complex of life would take these into custody,

Only that will and guts to strike all that matters,

Looking ahead ,with a smile , and just be happy..

lol...the worse of its kind.....once again...Venom Cruize

Compunded fears missing for a return?

Hola..

Been hanging around with some south american stuent communities here in the university village and here it goes, probably not my first knowledge of the beautiful spanish language, but a good start anyway.

The evening in sydney is getting warmer, and, it can be said about this social life of skills to be attached to that said temperature.

On my part, nothing beats me into seating upright of my computer chair when events of the world, mostly in geo-political sense, surfaces on the screen of my laptop, bleeding my eyes to read every sentence that runs through them. You see, politics have been my interest, bt not a major of choice, as at this ripe age, responsibly choosing the pathway of life, in academic sense, seems to be lacking alot, unfortunately. The Thais have shown favourable support in the recent military coup and the western world has been voicing regrets over the incident. But....what can you do if the people living the moment in their soil seems to think it's ok. Well, being a nosy busybody sometimes might just embarass you further. BUt hey, superiority rules here. Unfortunately.

Emotions, emotions, emotions........Ever since the day when I took that excess baggage of mine to Changi Airport, despite having a barage of negative "advises" about setting foot in a foreign land down under from perhaps, should i say, "ignorant people", ...well...I've been finding out more about life through this new found independance. Every single thing I ever do here, it's up to my discretion in a responsible manner, and every hurdles and obstacles, there is only one person that could turn it around and mend it somehow or another...ME. Despite being in this grat City and country (which seems to generate alot of negativity back home whose facts seems too unbelievable and "ignorant" to quote), certain emotional attachments refused to leave this entity of mine. Then again, with good friends ann good company, it seriously take away pretty much of that strange stone living in your body/head/mind.....

It has been almost a year since the eventful "dis-attachment" became a great reality of my life. and a half years wasted in that road to nowhere. Being taken for a ride in that last few months and finding it out in a painful way it's not what it was supposed to be. Whatever it is, even whatever that has been sprouted by me, in the background of anger and disappointment then, as officially made a few days back by me, it's really time to let go but without the memories slowly fading. All the sorrys we've been saying to each other, and the goodbyes within fights, let us spend our time in a better colour that promises a bright road ahead....and if you are reading this, my prayers and hopes for you and your family. Disappoint me you may, but not the ones that need you. From the first day we embraced to the last day we did the same for that goodbye, those were the words that i'm always reminding you about. peace out and may we hear from each other soon in the future.

Another episode of emotion: Recently, sitting down on the backyard of my unit, thinking and thinking, I've come to a decision which hurried me to make a long distance phone call to my buddy in Singapore. If anyone can decode this, good on you and if not, ask me in time to come, not now. Well, here it goes:

"In the situation that we've seen and talk about, and we ourselves have been into,

is'nt it obvious that this has always been ending up in the same circumstances where

everything collides. Well, everything in such cases collides ..well a collide of emotion is a collide after all. BUT, don't you realise that when this grp of --------- are involved, it collides according to a same series of pattern. It's just like watching a ------ movie, probably those storylines were depicted from actual life events and of course being a ------ movie, it involves ----- obviously.

Well, as i've discussed it's time to 'boycott' and look for the other genes. It's pretty obvious form the points of events spread out, these people somehow have a low level of dignity and self pride as compared to their other genes in counterpart. Well, what do you think? I THINK SO. And thus, especially me, being in Sydney, where such groups are scarce, might as well rally with this tag of boycott"

I did not really realise that such boycott is in me, but in hoping to find a better someone, in this process well, I did manage to find out in myself that i've been well way practicing it. As it come and go, this certain individual has caught my eye and me, being me, am trying not to be persistent in the pretext of consideration but missing the presence. hahaha.....That person, as any guy would do and say, I will never be that particular person that you had assumed for guys in general when it comes to this matter. INtelligent, smart, outgoing, my kinda thing. So minahs get out...opps....have i revealed something too early? hahahaha

Well, the next time round Zoroukah would be induldging in more serious matters and would branch out linkks to other points of iterest of a more serious nature.

Good Day and good night

As the silence engulf the community ,

the train provides the break providing beautiful backdrops.

To a destination full of serenity

to see and seek that presence till the heart stops.

venom cruize