Idleness

My Passing Out Parade looms near, and with 4 weeks to go till then, I'll have to find ways to keep myself occupied. But what the hell am I supposed to do? 4 whole weeks of doing absolutely nothing is a huge waste of my time. The only thing I can do is read and exercise, but till what end? I grow bored of this routine life. Can't wait to POP and start doing something worthwhile. Will update you guys if I get into the vocation that I'm aiming for.

Yeah, getting that vocation is something like getting the Golden Ticket. Without all the chocolate of course.

On a brighter note, met up with Giant for a gym session at the local stadium and lunch at Macs. Been a while since we spoke to each other, so we had a nice time catching up. It's always fun to see how your friends are doing and all that shit. We should do it more often yeah.

Anyways, wrote this post just for the heck of it, since the Pebblefort's been more active of late. And to all the Romanian and Malaysian fellas visiting the site, I feel that a big thank you is in order. Don't know what you see in us though heh. Will try to write more interesting posts if I have the time and motivation, as per the norm I guess.

Till next time fellas.

Removing the cobwebs

14 April 0245 hours

I just realised today my old blog has vanished completely from the web that is called the internet. I used to blog on a platform known as the 'Windows Live Spaces' and after they made a conversion to WordPress, my blog got erased as well(?) Not sure if it's really gone for good but at least I can't recover it.

For one, I'm pretty sad. I have almost 2 years of archives inside my personal blog (which was locked for the past 2 years btw) dating from 06. The best and worst times of my secondary school life was chronicled as transparently as I could in there. And to have it gone now, never going to be able to re-read and 're-live' those times kinda makes me sad.

I believe there were many things inside which I chronicled that could be useful to me now. In fact, that was one of the main reasons I started the personal blog in the first place. I wanted an avenue for me to reflect and learn from my past. Kind of like writing my own history book. And to have it yanked from me like that is kinda hard to swallow to be honest.

Recently I've been struggling with certain cobwebs in my life. It involves a former lover, and I know I really shouldn't be entertaining such thoughts now that I'm attached, but I just can't let the case close without officially bringing it to an end (sounds real puzzling, believe me I'm quite confused right as I got to writing this part). The premature and abrupt full stop happened almost a year ago now. Still feel a proper conclusion is lacking and I really want to bury the port holes so I can carry on and live my life.

I sound real angst right now and that probably is because I am; here and now at this very moment - it's 0245 and I'm still friggin tossing and turning trying to sort out these old cobwebs in my head.

Forgive me if the beginning and ending of this post sounds incoherent. It actually links. But then again, such is the frame of my mind right now.

Carry On Many Missons And No Day Off (COMMANDO)

A Little Lacking

People often refer to us Youths as apathetic, and we like to just throw that comment back to Singaporean society as largely apathetic too.

And I say this, because today as I was heading home after an event in school, there was a blind man who was walking on the road, having difficulty maneuvering between plastic cones on the road and the high curb on his right. While he was doing this, a motorcyclist had just finished parking his bike and was just casually looking at the man.

What would you have done?

Would you have watched from afar, hoping for the best? Or would you run over and help him?

I actually did went over to help him, guide him back on the curb and let him know of incoming traffic, and chat a little with him. This is actually my first time chatting with a visually-impaired person, and one of the few times I readily went to help a stranger.

On a personal level, this is quite an achievement, because I went from passive onlooker, to an active participant to help a stranger. And I feel this conundrum is something everyone experiences everyday. From young, we are told that as long as its not your business, stay out of it. And then along comes Civics and Moral Education and tells us to help people in need etc. And from personal experience, this dilemma stays and affects you everyday. See the old lady boarding the bus? You feel like giving your seat, but decide not to do it because you feel weird doing so? That is the "little lacking" I'm referring to.

The mind is willing, but the body isn't.

a possible scenario when faced with such dilemmas