Humans are such creatures of habits, that the past culture and behaviour learnt from family members cast a great impact in your subsequent life. I feel that I have very different aspirations and could have been doing things a lot differently. But habits cultivated from my past tens of years have embedded deep impact in my behaviour and so-called interests. Past few weeks I've again found myself meddling with computer hardwares, researching, exploring, and optimising it to its fullest speed. Downloading some popular games, getting my hands on it, blah blah. In the end when I'm done, then there comes the question: so what? What has been changed, really.

At 23 year old, in half a month's time to be exact, I'm supposedly at my prime age, getting to the top of my game and experiencing life to its fullest. Life is relatively good now, but that's not what I call living a life. I've many interests yet to be explored, and I found myself locked in this country, limited by the activities. weather and landscapes available. Not sure if this is what you call grass is greener on the other side. To think of it, my girlfriend studying in Melbourne doesn't seem to be living a much different life than before, anyway.

I need to get out of this shell and be another person. I need to not be me.

I've almost forgotten I have these written memories. A good read to reflect on how far I've come and how I grew to who I am this day. I've planned to revive this and continue my life-long documents to show myself, when time washes away mental images of these good times.

This post was written in 2009. Meant to be a post to predict my future 2 years later. Feels kind of surreal to be actually living beyond this timeline already! Nothing actually went accurate about this post. I didn't take up part-time after Poly, spent the days with Joan. Instead of NTU Business rejecting me, I rejected NTU offer and took up NUS Business. No graduation trip to Aussie, ended up seeing us at Genting HAHAHAH. And the group still remains tight in Whatsapp and we meet almost every monthly! 

The marketing job I took up is real boring. Since I'm only a poly grad they don't really give me anything else than mundane admin assignments. Damn. Should have stayed with the advertising job I got in internship. Well, at least occasionally I've wedding shoots on the weekends to spice up my life.

Funny as it is, all these opportunities for shoots started from having met up a guy in BBDC when we both failed our practical. That was already one year ago. I was just casually talking to him, exchanged namecards and he asked if I wanted to help him for this wedding on last December.

But I guess I won't be making photography my full-time job.

Oh and did I say I got rejected by NTU Business? Bleh, there goes my dream of direct honors in 3 years. As a consolation, I got accepted by NUS FASS. Funny, a poly grad going to an arts course which most stuffs we didn't come across in poly at all. Well, guess I'd just make the best out of all I've got now.



So we've officially graduated. Graduation ceremony took place last week. Oh well. I haven't had enough of Poly life - the endless stream of projects, meetings, crazy dmc mates, Oops!, parties, awesome lecturers, the drinkings and my irreplaceable groupmates.

Cliche as it is, these 3 years passed by so quickly it's over before we realized.

And I'm glad that our graduation Australia trip is actually realized. At least we would have more sweet memories to look back on, for times like now when our meet-ups are few and far between.

Everyone's been busy with their own stuffs. Gerald and me are going to be enlisted next month. Adam is already going in tomorrow. The girls have already started working. Gosh. Felicia is staying with her PR position she got in internship and going to new zealand next year for uni. Shumay has found a temp. job in marketing and is preparing for her ntu admission. Liying has got a place in melb uni and is preparing to go over soon. Lucky asses.

We've planned to meet at least twice every half-yearly. But I wonder if that's going to happen at all. And damn, am I missing the crazy loads of projects we had to complete together. The presentation, pitches, reports, surveys, stay-overs.

Sigh. Those were the days.

This post was written in 2009. Meant to be a post to predict my future 2 years later. Feels kind of surreal to be actually living beyond this timeline already! This post is relatively true to the actual days of BMT, except that my girlfriend was overseas, and there was zero guys' nights out! 


Hello peeps, haven't updated for almost 2 months already. I actually wonder if there's anyone still reading my blog. Hmmm, and army's stuffs all the same, you'd probably see the same thing on every other NS guy's blog, but oh well, I'm going to blog it all the same. This have long become a personal record of my life. I'm not going to miss out this two years of boredom, too. 

Sometimes our adaptability, to changing environment and close ones, are so good it scares me.



Pop is in 4 week's time. We're going to get the hell out of here soon. Lucky I've gotten a silver and didn't have to serve 2 addition months of bmt more. Though refreshing and the occasional fun, it's not that great here. And what's worst, there's no girls in Tekong. HAHAHAH. Okay, sorry, don't kill me my dear. Seeing you on weekends is enough ok, ok. 

Oh guy's night later. It'd be Zouk again. Seriously I'm getting bored and especially with our hair like this everyone will just perceive we're some despos there. Crap. 

See ya. (ps. to those out there in uni now I'm freaking jealous)