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