Saturday, January 29, 2005

I need a way out... desperately..

One hell of a week. Never-ending shows... Imagine being able to reach home only at around midnight for consecutive nights in a week. How fun... (Look, I'm being damn sarcastic here.) I'm definitely not of show-man caliber. I need a way out.. I WILL find a way out.. it's only a matter of time..

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Wednesday, only day in the week that I wore a smile on my face.
SAF Bands Dinner & Dance... real glad that Terry invited me along.. and sincerely thank him, along with my 61st Batch Trainee buddies, and not forgetting Cecilia~ for the wonderful night I had over at Chevrons.. A big thank you to all of you~

Big thank you to my percussion buddy, aka Gekgoh, for sending me to and fro Chevrons.. =D Ha.. and for stepping into Chevrons with me.. =p I was really hesitant about being there in a SAF Bands function alone, given my present status. Was kinda apprehensive about what others might think of my presence.. but it seemed dat my worries were uncalled for. Snapped a few shots with friends here and the dinner promptly started..


Emcee for the nite, Felicia Chin, boy did she steal the show. She was like, the highlight of the evening.. and outshone even the first ever SAF Bands Idol - Jumarih (Hope I got the spelling correct..) The crowd simply went wild with her appearance.. and it took some time before everyone settled down, to be even able to make out what she's trying to say to the floor.. ha.

The Band Idol thingey.. hmm... thot the participants really put in alot of effort to flaunt their stuff.. except dat their choice of songs.. hmm.. just thot dat some ought to have chosen other songs dat's better suited for their vocals.. Really admired the Kelvin Kong guy... his jazz singing is really quite zai.. ha, nice~

The lucky draw... sheese.. to think I actually won.. I was like having this premonition dat I might have to be drawn into everyone's attention.. and was really jittery during the 1st round of the lucky draw. Was praying damn hard in my mind.. "Please dun call out my name.. please dun.." Prior to 2nd round, was even asking Gekgoh and Mark etc to go on stage on my behalf should my name be read out.. just in case.. Den wat I feared happened. I heard my name being called out by Felicia Chin.. Stunned... not mesmerized by her sweet voice calling my name or watsoever. Just flabbergasted. Great, now the WHOLE floor's attention is being drawn to the intruder of a private function. Dat's seriously wat I felt. Damn..

Instinct took over. I promptly stood up, ran for the stage... hoping to get everything over and done with asap to reduce whatever damage I'm causing.. Too late. The crowd has spoken. The 3-letttered acronym dat I detested most was inevitably being shouted out. I was caught there and then. The searchlight now shines upon the convict trying to hide. I have nowhere to hide. Really wished for a hole to bury myself in den.. or maybe The Ring for me to slip on and disappear outta sight. But alas!

Staring eye to eye with Felicia Chin, instead of taking the rare chance to admire the beauty that's just an arm's stretch away, I was totally lost.. stumped.. speechless.. And she had to ask what the audience is shouting about.. God! I tried my best not to appear flustered.. but I know I did. sheese... I tried to cut my dreadful ordeal onstage short and merely blabbered something which I dun even remember.. and promptly rushed back to my sanctuary among my friends.. god~! Sheese~ Wat the~!! Thot I seriously made a fool outta myself. =S

But after the few minutes ordeal, my mind felt much more at ease, knowing that the worst is already over. The dinner went on and after which, we headed for a karaoke session at the club's ktv lounges.. Not dat good a ktv session though, somehow the atmosphere felt really weird. Maybe becos some still have to report early (7am!!) the next day, and I myself have to report at 9.15am. Or it's becos people started to leave a few at a time.. but either way, we stayed till the place is closed for the nite and promptly headed for home.

Still, it is a nite to remember, and I'm really glad dat I had been given a chance to attend. Thanks guys~!

Cre8tivesparks at 1/29/2005 01:27:00 AM

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Monday, January 24, 2005

Hmm... another week gone by..

Another week passed.. seemingly without much mishaps. Let's hope it's really what it seems..

Juniors who just enlisted booked out for the first time this weekend. Boy, almost all told me they had to go clinics to see doctors over the weekend.. Hmm.. so fast, so sick le. Hope they'll survive BMT in one piece... ha~ Good luck guys.. You can do it~!

Friday is a public holiday... spent 12 hours of my life (somehow it sounds so much longer this way) reformatting Xun's com.. and even helping out in HIS spring cleaning. Boy, cheap labour hor? You owe me one man.. Next Dbl O/Zouk your treat. One hell of an experience. 2nd time reformatting a com and I thot I was a goner when I failed to get the com to boot from his CD-rom drive. Really felt damn bad when we gave up trying at like, 2am? Thot I'm gonna go home having done nothing at all other then delete his existing partition.. Luckily, due to Xun's sudden inspiration of the possible hardware MIS-connections, we dissected our dying patient and after much pondering and discussions, discovered where the problem lies. The crux of the problem lies in the Primary/Secondary IDE connections. We did the necessary switch-over and viola~! Patient Dying Compaq springs back to life, detecting the CD-rom drive after 12 excruciating hours.. and Operation Reformat proceeded smoothly without any other major glitches. Phew~

Sunday, my first show in this hell of a unit. Dining-in shows just suck high time. You sit there and play some cheesy crappy music while diners munch and crunch their way through their god-knows how many course dinner, stopping occasionally to display their sympathy for you by means of an applause. As if feeling like some low-class, cheapskate entertainer is not degrading enough, stealth bombers, aka pesky irritating fat pigeons will put their marksmanship to the test by aiming their motion at you from say, 60-70m overhead. Imagine the impact on you when a pigeon stool plummets from this height and achieves terminal velocity prior to contact. Thank god I wasn’t the pigeons’ target. And I SWEAR that these pigeons aren’t as dim witted as we think they are. They actually DO aim for hapless souls beneath their asses.. and my deepest sympathy goes to the poor pipa guest player, some female cheena teacher, who suffered a mind-scarring attack resulting in a rain of bird stool all over her hair and score and pipa… I tried hard not to laugh le.. seriously.. I swear. But I just couldn’t contain the amusement. =P

Will revamp my blog real soon… once I go get an inspiration of some sort. This layout looks kinda cheesy after a while. Thanks for the encouragement from you guys nonetheless.. ha~ And when I do feel like it, I might considering doing one for you, Xun. Dat is IF I feel like it.. ha.. Bwahahahahaa~

Tata for now~

Cre8tivesparks at 1/24/2005 11:30:00 AM

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Sunday, January 16, 2005

Revamped

Well, finally got rid of the disgusting layout... Have been wanting to do it since eons ago but was just too lazy to put my thoughts into actions. Though it's not exactly what I'll consider 'nice', but it shd make do for the moment.

This one is more of an experiment.. as to how the html and stuff works.. quite glad dat I actually managed to pull it off without anyone teaching me~!! Hee hee.. so bhb...

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Went Dbl O for the 2nd time yesterday, with Jansen, Xun, Iskandar, Mark (n Claire), Terry (n gf). Nothing much happened too, except that this quite 'nap' gal chatted me up when I was getting drinks.. ha.. Shan't elaborate on this episode. (Wanna find out more, just ask me personally.. Hee. ) Other than dat, this time round is not that fun as the first time, I must say, cos the music sux terribly. K, I'm not being whiny here, but I guess the occasional voicing out of such remarks are merely meant as space fillers to fill the void in conversations. People, try not to take every word so seriously, yar?

The nite ended damn early; Terry left way too early with his gf, who's got an early flight the following day, or maybe becos the music is really dat sucky.. The bulk of us left at ard 1plus am (damn early by clubbing standards) and headed for Selegie for prata supper. After dat, Xun drove me and Jansen home.. (Thanks k..) Overall, it's really not dat fun after all.. sianz... abit disappointed, cos I've been pretty looking forward to it to make up for the sucky week dat I've gone thru in camp.

As for wat made up the rest of my sucky week in camp, I shan't say more. Dun really wanna talk abt it as of now. Those who shd know already knew, so, yah... Will update abt it when I feel like it bah.. meanwhile, the rest of you out there, thanks for you concern yah...


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Well, hope it's not too late for New Year Resolutions now... My first one will be for me to not procrastinate anymore, and be more decisive in whatever I do. Friends closer to me will know exactly wat I'm referring to. No more hesitating and waiting for things to happen.

I will not give up fighting for what I think is best for me. If you are really a friend of mine, support my decision and pray for me... dat's all I ask.

Cre8tivesparks at 1/16/2005 07:41:00 PM

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Wednesday, January 12, 2005

Disappointment...

路遥知马力,日久见人心。

Really understood the meaning of this phrase now.

Boy do people change fast.


Sad and really disappointed.

=(

Cre8tivesparks at 1/12/2005 08:42:00 PM

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Tuesday, January 11, 2005

Whirlpool

Sad

Verdict's out.

Do not know if I should just accept it as my fate, or fight for what I want.

It's been hell of a ride, and I just do not wish to have anymore false hopes, only to have them dashed time and again.

Cre8tivesparks at 1/11/2005 10:08:00 PM

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Friday, January 07, 2005

Random thoughts...

You know, Christmas/New Year is the time of the year where your hp goes beep-a-beep with well-wishers... But how many times have you clicked on the keypad of your hp, read 1 or 2 forwarded season's greetings and nonchalantly reached for the delete key.. without batting an eyelid.

Now, come on. You know jolly well who you are.

Being hp users for so long, we all can tell a forwarded msg from the real deal.

This is not to say dat we do not appreciate the effort of the well-wishers who forwarded the msges .. or that I myself never did fall prey to the convenience of forwarding just dat 1-2 great sms. It's just dat, a forwarded msg, more often den not leaves me wondering: how much of the content is really wat the sender wish to convey; and if you, on the receiving end, is really someone dat the sender seriously thought of wishing; or you are merely someone who so happens to be fortunately included in the random list of acquaintances dat exists in the sender's phonebook?

Now, let's all face it. It's nothing more den a mundane, customary social gesture. Dun ask so much.

Cre8tivesparks at 1/07/2005 09:14:00 PM

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Monday, January 03, 2005

How to tell you are really going to fall sick.

Was out today... supposedly to do some post-X'mas shopping and grab some bargains.. ended up having bought nought. Shucks. And imagine the thrill of finding the pair of jeans dat you wanted oh-so badly on sale in Zara, but end up not being able to buy it cos they do not have ur size. How nice.

Worse thing is, you have this nudging feeling dat you are going to fall sick.. next thing you know, you ARE falling sick.

Well, let me educate you on how to tell you are indeed succumbing to the highly disturbing Sinusitis bug.

1. You feel feverish, though it may not register on a thermometer. (Could it be dat SAF issued thermometers just ain't trustworthy?)

2. You have this highly annoying feeling dat ur nose is full of mucus.. and yet try as you might, nothing comes out when you blow ur nose.

3. You smell this pungent smell of socks being waved right before your nose, after having served its master for, say, 1 week? This is despite the fact dat there is really NO smelly socks within the vicinity.

4. Your fingers go dead cold, and even the floor felt so cold to your feet dat it pricks.

5. When you finally do manage to blow your nose, you see thick, viscous, yellowish liquid, which is obviously infectious mucus.. (Firers, watch ur front. Piak!)

6. You feel lethargic.. and ur body aches.

7. You see the only place where you can really feel snug and warm is under, say, 10 blankets and wearing 5 pull-overs all at once.


As of now, I'm expecting more to come in the next couple of hours. Probably a real fever, sore throat, cheeks dat are sensitive to the slightest touch and maybe even a toothache. Talk abt experience. We'll see about dat.

Meanwhile, say tuned for more 'Sickman Does Reporting' in the following days.. if I make it to my keyboard alive.



Cre8tivesparks at 1/03/2005 10:05:00 PM

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