It is possible...

hmm, just suddenly got the inspiration to write.. the theme is, WHat's possible to do, and whats not. For example.. everyone have dreams, of what they want, or wish to achieve, or wish to be. Sad thing is that many people told themselves its not possible, why? cause they think they are not up to it. (before i continue, just wish to say, EXCEPTION: love and relationship is a exception, you cant work for it, its not the efforts that counts, but its a complicated mess it is, so , lets continue.) Four years ago, i yearn to be a Naval Diver, now here i am, i wish to be a (SOF)special operation forces, or peharps a fireman. Why? peharps for the honor and being a specialist is the reason. Or peharps the calling. Its like, you just know you had to do that something at that certain age, i cant explain it, but it just feels (you have to do it) well.. thats me and me. I dont know the rest of folks out there. But right now i have to ride a bike, and its a understatement. So tada, learning the course, and lets cross the fingers that i can rush to ride a bike in estimate 2 to 3 mths.


you knows whats the funny part? the insurance covered for death while riding a bike is only 10,000.. thats pathetic dont you think?;p well, gonna get my own insurace when i have the license of a bike.

The Rovers...

From year 1 to year 2/1/2 in Poly, i was very much much active in Rovers, everthing and everytime was put into it.. Just suddenly went to see the photos they took during a recent event, DInner and Dance, and it leaves me a very strange thought, and a bad taste.

By the way, let me explain whats Rovers.. they are advanced scouts, trained in all the skills of scouts, navigation, surivival in the woods, cycling, kayaking, first aid, etc.. When i saw 1 photo of my current batch, i was kinda sadden.. as there was only so so few people left standing.. i remembered there was much much more when i went for that event at my first year, it was like a hugh big family, where everyone was there, and i can say Rovers was at its height, just was i. But now.. left is like a memory of the past. The photos showed alot more seniors, from the long past more than the current batches.. It makes me think, why did everyone left? i left reason was that there was a internal conflict, i do not believe what they believe in, thus becaming a splinter, and left.

But anyway, why did a good cca lost its value? last time i was so siao on every tue and thurs i will be going down for pt, and sat and sun for events. i even became a PTI in the end.well almost fail my year 1 though;p One thing i still keep thinking, what makes the old sch seniors so bonded, and the current batch so scattered and lost? is it the way they trained us, and the way we trained?



or peharps the problem lies in me? that i see things wrong.. or peharps the problem lies with the organisation..

Finally Posting.. I am back!;)

ahh, its been almost a month since the last post was seen. Hmm just a few things i wish to say first, 1st, my blog is all to public, and whatever i wrote are things and facts i felt and experienced, and i am writing with no reference to anyone or any organisation whatsoever. So lets start shall we?

Have many things bottled in me for the past mth, thats why i havent been writing for so long, even though i have posted lots of photos online, but they arent my true feelings. 4 years ago, i wished and hope for this day will come soon.. when i will be enlisting into the army, being and doing what i wish to do. But now.. i feel fear and excitment, i just dont know what i am gonna get when i enlist. All those things i believed once in, suddenly seem diluted and blant. It seems life has other things installed for me. But anyway, what will happen? no one knows. Lets wait and see.

Lets go on.. bout someone i mistreated and did wrong a while ago. if i had done wrong to you, then i apologised. Bout the time we were together, sorry i haven been good to you, but hey, you get on my nerves. I arent a kid, so pls stop acting childish. Fun it is for awhile, but pls stop trying to make me kid with you, for i am not. Peharps the harsh tone from my words, but hell, if you wish me to care bout you 24/7, i cant do that. I have my own things and problems to settle. And being my character, i never liked to be tied down, so if you wish to find a guy who's caring and concern, be with you 24/7, hear your problems everytime, hey, that's arent me. sorry. And thank god you told me you had enough of me. I suddenly feel released from the cage i am in. thank you..


Next, fark the fucking fuckers. (sorry for the crude word) but what the hell is wrong with the world? As i grow older, why do i feel the world is more and more inbalanced? youngsters are doing all sort of things that are so goddamm wrong, and fake. Take what idol thingy, the damm craze, the whole singapore seem to be crazy bout it. You know what i cant stand? those fake MuthaF(@#@#$) with lots of branded stuffs on their naked body and showing off and shopping and making fake frens as if the world is so goddamm perfect outside. What they see and feel is only superfical, all exterior but nothing inside. They do not know honor, and values of living. I feel that singaporeans are living their lives too good. Everything is there, everyone take things for granted.

Maybe thats why this anger that burns in me drives me to wanna be someone that i can change the situation i am in. I just cant sit there and watch the whole place tore itself down.


Ahh.. what has gotta into me? maybe its time i go for a cat scan on my brain, its changed since a mth. ><

Saying hii 

Hallo, am i cute?, pls call 61234566 to adopt me 

the final pose of beanie..>< 

Tiong Bahru MRT 

no not this pose!! 

hmm posing..  

Meet Beanie the frog!!;p 

Outside of Tiong Bharu 

Hmm Lego, Star Wars Milliniem Falcon, cool eh?;p 

Star Wars Lego again;p 

Rooftop terrace looking up at the "Durian" 

hmm always the same pattern 

And tada, reached 

At the Esplanade.. rooftop terrance looking down 

hmm Coffee shop 

My study model of feature space.. its a library 

Dark Desktop 

The arriving of the MRT at Dover 

Hmm on the train 

Hmm the naval diver i bought.. now standing on my desktop 

hey damm it, I hate the smell of your shoes!! hee.. anyway this kitty just hungry, she's wanna eat my frens and mine food..  

ahh pardon all for not updating my blog sooner.. so anyway, i am BACK!! weee.. hmm cat fainted after smelling my shoe.. hmm.. poor kitty then;p..  

hmm on the way home.. ha, too bad i cant take the front view of what this boy doing.. he, hmm was very passionately kissing the glass.. ha.. O.o.. so came out my trusty cam hee.. 

hmm.. hands on their protected treasures.. if kana gone means no father's day ha 

CHER HaO!! haha caught on my cam!!;p trying to wear back his shoes.. bahh.. took out his shoes during class