I was stupid

I was daydreaming and suddenly I thought of some stupid misconceptions I used to have to prove to be rather hilarious now. So here's a slice of "I Was Stupid". (though I know some meanies out there will say I'm still stupid)

1) I used to think that the "Majullah Singapura" crest (representative of a major rank) was part of every uniform. That was until I saw someone with two of it...

2) I used to think that ear-piercing using a gun meant you stand some distance away with a marking drawn on the ear lobe and someone fires a sharp earring from a gun some distance away. That's why I was always amazed at how accurate the person would have to be...

3) When people said they had to draw a few vials of blood, I always wondered how the transition of vials would be like. Wouldn't blood start spraying all over once you remove the first full vial and before you slot in the second empty one?

Well, it isn't something to be ashamed of to be stupid, what is important is that you learn! Just for laughs here..

Looking Forward to Emptiness

Weekends are great! That's what most of us can agree on. At least weekends are better than weekdays. During the weekdays we look forward to the weekends when we do not need to work/study. Yet when the weekend arrives, I feel so empty. Hopefully I can fill this emptiness soon...

Dreams Dreams

Recently I have been dreaming a lot... Not the day-dreaming but the real night-time sleep dream. I really can't remember what they are but I just know I am almost dreaming every night which makes me tired when I wake up in the morning. How I wish I have dreamless sleep.

Mundane is a choice

Recently my life is slowly degenerated into a mundane one. Yet it suddenly occurred to me that a mundane life is a choice. It is up to the individual to set short term goals so that their life is spiced up. So chew on that!

SAFety

Recently read the news of the NSF PTE and regular 1SG who got shot at Thailand. I feel so sorry for the NSF... Its part of the regular's career to be exposed to these risks so there is nothing to say but for the NSF it is just part of his 2 years.. And MINDEF even delayed publishing this... Strange that no one bothered to ask questions like "Why wasn't the area recceed beforehand?". Hopefully the PTE gets monetary compensation for the trauma of his parents and himself. To me, you can be unreasonable to NSFs, scold them, overload them but make sure they are SAFE. Their parents raised them for so many years not to die or get injured during NS. To all my NSF friends, STAY SAFE!

Happy Mother's Day

I'm not going to rant about how I celebrated Mother's Day cos that is purely my private business. I just want to take this chance to wish all the mothers of my friends a Happy Mother's Day! Thanks for giving birth to such wonderful friends that make my life so much better!

MIA? Nah.. just lazy

Heya everyone.. Its been a long time since I blogged and dun worry, I didn't fall into some ditch and die. Afterall, you haven't seen my name on the papers. Well, recently I've been busy with tuition, my juniors' competition, their camp and relief teaching. Actually, it's not really very busy.. Haha..

I just love the gym camp I attended. Though it was a much more toned down version compared to the past when it was flooded with violence. I practically know only less than half the juniors and most probably in a few years they will all no longer know me. Luckily there are still the sec 4's and above like yixiang who know me and one pesky sec 3 hou zheng.. Haha..

Looking at my juniors jump around really makes me feel that I'm old. I no longer have the guts and strength to try daring stunts and I'm now pretty much limited to the safer somersaults and twists. Though this isn't exactly a feeling I will like to relish, I'm still glad my juniors are doing well. Sometimes going back isn't so much taking the chance to jump on the trampoline or chit chat with my juniors. It's more of seeing myself in the image of my juniors. The stunts they do, the childish things they laugh at, the trivial matters they are preoccupied over or the small things they complain about. No matter how much others think that these are "Stupid", I don't think so. Afterall, I've been through this too. I was once that childish, impulsive and violent Dixon and just as I've grown, I believe my juniors will also bloom with time into young adults that far surpass me. For now, there is no point in forcing them to grow for they will only end up missing a precious piece of memory in their life.

We must never be afraid that our juniors surpass our achievements. If we do, the generations to come will only deteriorate and never improve. That's why I always try to give them advice if they encounter problems. I want them to fly higher than I have and make my achievements seem miniscule. So reach for the skies my juniors and I will always be proud of you!

Things you would want to do or say to your other half

Being bored out of my wits, I've come up with some romantic ideas of what you would want to do or say to your other half. They could be present ideas, action ideas or words ideas. However, I've combined the actions and words cos they come together. Enjoy and give me your comments!

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PRESENTS - Everyone loves a surprise now and then

1) Stars of love to shine over us: A bottle of hand-folded stars with the number of stars in it representing the number of days/weeks/months/years (depending on how long, find a suitable and do-able number) that you two have been together. Use different colours and write a love message on each strip of paper before folding it into a star. (Yes, the words are on the inside) The message to accompany the gift should be "You know I love you so much and if there are times when I make you angry, open up a star and be reassured of how much I love you."

2) Stitches of love to warm our hearts: Depending on which one you are more familiar with, you could make a cross-stitch or do a sweater. The message to accompany it should be "With every stitch I remind myself how much more I love you compared to the previous stitch"

3) Food of love to fill your stomach: Whip up something for your other half. Depending on what the other person likes (sweet stuff, pastries, chinese food, italian food, etc), cook a dish for the person. The key to this is the effort and not the taste though to be on the safe side, consult a friend who knows how to cook.

ACTION & WORDS - Express yourself or risk eternal silence

1) Look at your partner intently and say "Now, I'm going to take a picture of you so that it will be imprinted on my heart forever". Wink hard and continue with "Did you just see me flash the camera shutter?"

2) "You are not just the biggest chapter in my life, you are the binding holding me together."

3) Look at your partner and when he/she asks what are you looking at, the answer is "I just can't get sick of looking at you"

4) "Sometimes I just get so jealous of your bed because I can't stand anything else holding you"

5) "You made me forget what LOVE means, because my only answer now is YOU"

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Biggest party of my life

Heyaz.. been a long long time since I wrote a story and finally here is something. Its purely fictional but I do like some parts of it.

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From the day we were born, we were destined to die. This is not pessimism; this is a fact of life. Just as the gift of life accords all of us the same status, Death is also the great equalizer. The only difference is that some of us finish our cycle earlier and some just get to enjoy the process a little longer.

I would consider myself a man of the new age, someone from the 21^st century. I come from the generation of computers, the internet, space shuttles and air-conditioning. Yes, that darned cooling device we all love. On top of that, I get to die from a modern day disease – cancer, what a fashion statement. Liver cancer, stage 4, terminal. I don’t drink so it’s probably not the reason my liver becomes a rock but with all the radicals, pollution and whatnot, it really isn’t that much of a surprise I am afflicted with it.

Well, when we talk about stage 4, chemotherapy doesn’t really does more than make you lose your hair. You would rather spend the money on preparing your funeral than on something that makes you puke and worse still, make you ugly. Put it in another way, not everybody has the chance to prepare for their funeral. Afterall, it isn’t always nice to bother others with having to buy you coffins or wreaths.

So, when I know it’s almost time to change my bed, I withdraw some money from the bank and go for one of the more unorthodox treatments – retail therapy. Girls would scream and shriek like your ancient banshees when you mention the word “SHOPPING”, but I give shopping an entirely new meaning.

Coffins, wreaths and crematorium services are definitely the basics. Afterall, if I didn’t get a plush comfy bed at home, I would want to relinquish that feeling in a coffin. Oh yes, flowers! Flowers are nice. They serve as wonderful decorative purposes and make the place smell all nice and fragrant. I wouldn’t want people to think I forgot to bathe before I took my last nap. Lastly, we can’t leave the coffin lying around forever and to save space, torching it is always the best ending.

I think I forgot to mention that I had a childhood dream that never materialized. I always wanted to host a party be it for my birthday or otherwise. Well, if I couldn’t do it for my birthday, I would still like to have a memorable one for my funeral though I don’t think I will be the one remembering it. Also, I have a secret to confess. Deep down, I’m actually an extremely vain person. I want to look all handsome and I don’t think my pale corpse can do that for me. So what better way to do it than photos! I don’t want black and white serious photos. I want my own montage with colourful photos of me and my friends during the happy times. I never got to have one shown during my birthdays so its time I got my wish fulfilled. Just let me be selfish for once.

What is a party without invites! So I set about making my own custom-made invitation cards bearing my stylish cool signature. I didn’t include the RSVP option because ALL of you are coming and its compulsory with the capital “C”. Just give me some face and turn up for once. I promise there’ll be a wonderful spread with a custom dish for every person depending on what each and every one of you likes to eat. I don’t think I’ll be able to cook them personally when the time comes but rest assured the chef has my recipes and has been well-trained. I will remember who doesn’t eat beef, who dislike prawns and who eats pretty much everything. Hahaha..

Being the rebel I am, I’ll even throw in something better! Traditional funerals require the guests to bring along a red packet with a token sum of money which sometimes exceed just being token. I wouldn’t want my friends to go to such expense so I’m cancelling that. On top of it, I’ll prepare a red packet for everyone to take away. Treat it as my token of appreciation for taking the time to come for my last party. I’ll help to offset your transport fees and if the food isn’t to your liking, you can use the remainder to get a bite at a posh restaurant.

Now that most of the preparations are done, it’s time for me to record my speech. I have to say sorry to each and every one of you for magically disappearing out of your lives for the past 6 months. You know cancer doesn’t give you a nice face colour and I really don’t want to lie to anyone who would ask. The most painful thing is not death itself but seeing someone slowly walk towards it. I don’t even want to look in the mirror for the past 6 months and all the more I wouldn’t want my friends to look at me. If I’ve not done anything nice for them before, at least let me swallow this pain myself. I never want to see you all cry and you better not let your tears smudge my make-up. Some say that the coffin is but a box and to me, it’s my confession box. Hopefully it can allow me to be forgiven for the things I’ve done and for the hurt I’ve given to my best friends.

Looking at the photos I’ve chosen for my montage, I suddenly miss my friends a lot. They were all beautiful chapters in my life and unfortunately it is time for me to end my life-book. I’ve not allowed myself to cry because I know if I can’t even do this, how am I to ask my friends to keep their tears. I’m getting a little tired and I’ll miss the hugs and friendly pecks on the cheek from you all but all I have left to ask is a smile from you. Cheese….

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Gong Xi Fat Cai and a scorching new year

I'm BACK!!! And I'm sure everyone missed me! Kakaka.. joking joking. Well, my routine trip back to Malaysia for CNY was just like other years with the exception that this year was scorching, torching and a burning flaming purgatory. I think you get the idea of how hot it is. I had to bath like 3-4 times a day and I woke up from the heat at 3am for two nights to bathe.. Well, its not really about the angbao since it wasn't much but more of going back to visit relatives. Ok.. that's all for now. Just letting those who missed me know that I'm back.. Haha.. ultimate egoistic.. And I think all that eating made me fat..

Cuppa Chinese New Year

I'm really over the moon! Hahahaha.. I received a personalised cup from songhua and zukai and it even has my photo on it along with handwritten words.. Wow.. so happy.. Anyway, CNY is here and as usual I'm going back to Malaysia. Will be back soon with a bigger stomach and hopefully more things to blog about.

Stitches be gone

Finally.. the stitches are gone!! All of them.. And this time I got a syringe with a metal tube linked to it that I can suck up water, place in the socket behind my last molar and flush out the dirty things. When the dentist did it for me I got such a big shock.. it was like my tooth socket was having diarrhoea.. Ok.. that is yucks.. It will take some time for my mouth to stop aching.. Time time..

Oh yes.. and I've finished one set of peanut cookies and one set of pineapple tarts.. dunno what's next..

I think I have a problem...

Yup.. the title says it all.. I think I have a problem and I really dun like it.. I can't seem to be able to taste now.. Since my first dental extraction, there is always a strange taste that lingers in my mouth and I can't seem to taste things accurately. I have to ask my family to taste my cooking for me and I'm cooking things that I dunno how they taste.. Jialat liao..

Second Extraction

Well, today I finally went for my second round of wisdom tooth extraction this time for the top and btm left while removing the stitches for the right ones. This time round was much scarier because the dentist just injected the anaesthesia straight away without even applying the white cream. And barely waiting for the effect to set in, he began the operation. Halfway through the operation for the bottom tooth, I could even feel a sharp pain at the end of my jaw and he had to top up LA. Imagine feeling pain halfway through! But this dentist was much friendlier than the one at AH. That dentist at AH was PURE coldness.. Ok ouch.. it hurts so I have no mood to write too much.. Another time..

Emotional Bank

Everyone has an emotional bank. When you contribute, plan that special event for someone, do something nice for someone you are withdrawing from it. When someone does something that makes you feel loved you are cashing in on that same account. I think I've depleted mine too fast.. I feel a little emotionally tired