There are three words in the English language that end in "gry". ONE is angry and the other is hungry. EveryONE knows what the third ONE means and what it stands for. EveryONE uses them everyday, and if you listened very carefully, I've given you the third word.
What is it?

_______gry?

answer anyone?

hmm..seems like not everyone enjoy their field camp. i must say leopard company had a tough time in the sun. the weather this week is amazingly hot. maybe it's my instructors who decide to do only logical stuff. we did like only 40 push-ups on the 2nd day as punishment and everyone wakes up their idea. and as for those shoutings around when everyone is stressed, this can be controlled. when i was the platoon ic, i banned everyone from shouting and only platoon ic is supposed to shout. till now, this prohibition still stands and everything is done in the most efficient and quiet manner.

it's range week this week. not as stress as i thought. more fun than i thought. everyone got fatter due to all the snacking while waiting for our turn. nice. i miss my marksmanship by only 2 rounds.(btw, in the army, gun is only known as rifle and bullets as rounds). it was a very tiring week as we sleep very little but it was a very interesting week. because we know that sleeping may cause our eyes to be blur, so we gather around, chit chat(known as talk cock in the army) and imitate our instructors. all of this not forgetting the FHMs and Stuff being passed around.

field camp was really fun. now the thought of staying with the armed forces is just getting stronger. at first i thought that i am going to hate forest warfare big time. however it turns out to be so fun and interesting. what has this taught me? never give up before even starting. latest ns updates : i'm the platoon ic for this week. wonder why it change to me suddenly. perhaps the instructor want to access my capabilities as a leader. i should really be proud of myself. in the field camp, buddy and i are the only dicks to go around helping people pitch their temporary shelter. we didn't realise the instructor was following us until he question our shortcut method to pitching a good basha. anyway, i'm proud of myself for the field camp.

it feels good to lead. however, i must emphasize on how different leading and controlling are. my friend was so worried and couldn't react to the situation just because one small part of his plan went wrong. from here, i also learn not to plan my path of life so detailed in case i go out of control when simple things went wrong. life should be full of surprises. you never know what's going to happen next. that's the nice thing about life i think.

due to the lack of sleep, i can hardly recall things, moreover think. so far, i'm still enjoying every single moment i have. i will never know when i will stop breathing.

interestingly, my mum bought me a birthday cake. something which she didn't do for 13years. i still remember vividly the day when i cut my birthday cake when i was just 6. she always tell me that birthday is the day to remember how hard our mum went through to bring us to this world. i also got a cap from ws last night. i just realised that the design of the cap is called 'regimental urban', and it totally look like my jockey cap from the army. i wonder if she did that on purpose. haha. anyway if she didn't mention about it, i didn't realised that i can get along with her quite well. quite alot to talk about. almost missed my last bus yesterday.

i need sleep. i'm fine with the six hours of sleep the army gave me every night but when i book out, i make use of every seconds to be a civilian. thus, missing all the rest and sleep. i just came back from some shopping for my army stuff. decided not to buy any digestive biscuits which i planned to earlier on. it's going to give me soar throat and make me fat. everyone just enjoy bringing oreos and potato chips. i think i'm beginning to be like my company sergeant major(csm). i hate all the junk food now. but tasting fried stuff once a while isn't that bad. haha.

"how are you too young for love? what is love anyway?"
i don't know what is love. maybe that's one of the reason why i'm too young for love. then again, i mentioned about my views with all kinds of love in my previous journal, don't know which one though. i think i just haven't seen enough to commit to one person or whatsoever. i'm confused. don't ask.

the nicest thing about being in the army is that you don't have to worry about a single thing. nothing! everyday i wake up just to think about the day's training. i guess i'm adapted to the training. now i no longer feels tired. i realised that in the army, if we can just carry a book with us everywhere we go, and jot down our thoughts, it's going to be one whole fulfilling experience. i see so many types of people. i see a part of myself in everyone. i was wondering, if everyone see himself/herself in everyone, wouldn't all of us be just one? which is indeed true in my opinion. in my opinion, all of us started from one.

it is also funny to see how some guys are so shy that they wait for everyone to sleep before they start bathing. haha. it's so fun in army just to observe how people do things. btw, have i ever mention how i respect all my sgts? they lead by examples. everytime when we were scolded for not standing in order by other sgts, instead of continuing to chit chat, my sgts will also stand in order quietly. and of course, they don't make us do things they think will make us tired. good one!

oh, btw, lucky me. i found buddies from my own bunk who have the same triathlon dreams as i do. so far, i'm just getting fitter each day. and my 2.4km run timing was unexpectedly good. manage a sub-11:20 after a week long of training. this week was the physical training phase. tough. there was one day we have to do interval training and circuit training. amazingly tiring!

"i miss you so much that it hurts sometimes" -scrubs

interestingly, i began to think about grace again. according to one of my friends, there are only three possibilities. first, it's my first big-time crush. second, i'm not happy that i didn't 'get' her. third, i really love her. (i'm too young for love)
damn. really, i swear, i really got over her. but i don't know why i suddenly thought about her in the middle of something. i remembered her stupid chilli joke suddenly. i touch my heart and say, "i really misses you" then again, i know i have only two possibilities coming my way. first, i cross her path again. second, i find a much better girl. i wonder if it's about looks. i don't find her super pretty, neither does she have a fantastic figure. i've seen more pretty and sexy girls. but maybe it's that kind of 'innocent sweetness', maybe it's the feeling, maybe it's the assurance i've got from her from that little time i saw her. in any case, i still wish that she's well and happy. as in, she too nice a human to be punished.

yao : my sgts are damn nice, i got lotsa free time in the first week. the best was there was one day when the annex was opened for about 5 hours in total. btw, i also watched the whole of 'indepence day', with interruptions of night snacks. haha

army life is nice, if we can lead civilian life every other night. i quite enjoy mine. maybe the way my sgts do things earn our respect. other platoons' sgts simply earned their fear. it's a close line, but it's still distinct.i'm used to alot of things. oh, btw, crazy as it might sound, i missed my drills lesson! haha. how i enjoy drills now. now i even love running around with my SBO(standard battle order). frankly, there's only one thing i'm not used to. that is the way how i always do things alone. in fact, i don't even have time to be alone. in any case, with help of uniform group training, this can be overcome easily. now the hard part is spending time alone.

i'm damn sick now. i spent my days hiding under the blanket, trying to gather my energy so that i can walk to the toilet. damn it. i think it's a virus attack. i feel so fatigued. i just pray that i will be well back in pulau tekong. maybe it's just that i can't get used to singapore air after breathing the air in pulau tekong.

hanging around in the arcade makes me realised that there are lotsa people out there who are not as fortunate as i am, although we went in there for the same reason. and i also realised that i have this very bad and irritating habit of just walking around, doing nothing but observing people whenever i'm feeling down and lonely. how i envy those people who can find some things to do to vent their frustration. why is it irritating? because most of the time, if you are just observing, others will think that you are alright and also pour their own problems on you. damn. anyway, this is just a reflection. i have been feeling very good(mentally) recently.

i had lotsa deja vus today. oh, btw, my condolences to the astronaunts and their family. btw, it was a deja vu too. oh, maybe it's coincidence, just when i saw the last deja vu before i type this, i saw the number 666. interesting life i had, isn't it?