I promise.

Saturday, December 25, 2004

Army week 1

11th DEC'04 - Day 1

As I stepped into BMTC 2, I felt a strong sense of uncertainty. It was hard to decide whether I was excited or full of anxiety. As we, recruits seperated with our loved ones, we were greeted by our "friendly" sergeant major. At this point of time, I realised, army is not going to be smooth sailing - not easy. Images of death, agony, conformity flashed through my mind. Am I going to survive this spiritual stun and emotional stun and push myself to the limits of pyhsical growth or just die with the lost of creativity, a lost of individuality. I am not trying to say that National Service is bad. I mean, if no one is willing to protect our country, who will? It is just that the fear the instructors instill in you is more than enough to dread your stay here. They may be friendly at heart but are presented to be monsters and demons. It may be their job but I am sure there are better ways to teach these fresh man dicipline. Today was also my first water parade. I've never felt so bloated. I told myself, " Oh Fuck, it's only the first." I wonder what will be installed for me the next day.

12th DEC - 15th DEC (Day 2 - Day 5)

And I thought Day 1 was hell. And here comes the death of we physically challenged 'weak' recruits. With countless combat trainings to endless marches. March to and fro the cook house. We were physically and mentally drained. The day of hard work rewarded with a miserable half an hour's of rest. With this half an hour, we had to bathe, prepare for the next day's event, wash clothes and call our loved ones. Enough time? Definitely not. Lights out at 2230hrs and must be awake by 0530hrs. Girls, please appreciate life, appreciate us guys. Within these few days I felt lost and homesick. Fortunately, I am able to click with the people there quite well. If we don't mix well, who will help me against the monsters? The enemy of my enemy is my friend.

16th DEC - Day 6

Today we had a 3km route march. 3km may seems quite easy. I mean, I'm sure that i walked more then 10km around Orchard Road before. However, I was very wrong. With 20 over KG on my back and with a freaking heavy dummy rifle, it is as if chains are tied to your legs and you have just walk over 100km. Gravity really killed me this time. Especially when you have to march at the same pace as others, your mind will be too focused and you will be mentally drained. At least there are army songs to transport your mind to another place, lightening your load a little and boosting your morale. Morale is very important in army. The songs are quite nice too. If i have the chance i can sing it for those who wants to know. My favourites are "training to be soldiers" and "valentine". This is because I can relate to the song "Valentine". Sigh... It just momentarily evoke memories. Memories ought to be forgotten but just stuck in my heart. After the march, we still had more exercises. Craps. This is hell.

17th DEC - 18th DEC (Day7 & Day 8)

Day 7 was quite a slack day. We did area cleaning and very little exercise. For me of course. That was because i reported sick. I had 3 days light duties. Hence I skipped the IPPT categorisation thingy. I told the medical officer about my long term medical problem but he doesnt't seem to be bothered. He just gave me some medicine that is of no use to me, I can't recover. Looks like getting out of course is difficult. Quick! someone break my leg! While talking to the instructors at night, I suddenly feel a strong gush of adrenaline through my blood. Duty and service to the country. To protect the ones I love - " Look all around us, people everywhere. Chiledren having fun, while we are holding guns." I shall give my best. My fullest limit and potential. To protect everyone, to dedicate it to my lvoe.
Saturday - Just another day for sick boy Ong Song. It is most probably the most xiong day of all and i was 'saved' by my illness. Not sure whether I am able to survive it. With the hundreds of desperate faces looking for hope - a physical relief. After the 2.4km run in the morning there were footdrills and later , a 3km route march. However, before that, there was combat PT 1. Everyone was dying. This is not something that normal body can endure, let alone weak PTP people like us. To be able to clear such obstacles, one has to conjure metaphysical forces. But lets not talk about such things in Tekong. However admin time was long. We had 2 hrs admin time. I sms-ed and talked to my army buddies. As usual, the topic on girls. Haha. But needless to say, we are not desperate. I mean, it is better for 2 guys to talk about girls than guys right? I ended another slack and boring daywith other attempt ill 'chao geng' recruits.

I promise. 8:48 AM.

Friday, December 03, 2004

SAJC Grad Night 2004

Grad night was really fun. It did not turn out that bad afterall. We took millions of photos. This is when ordinary teenage girls become angels and good looking guys become...erm..more good looking? It is a magical moment when wonderful JC memories are evoked. It was the night of the year. Every Saint was looking forward to to fluant god's gift. It was "the event". I was awed by everyone. And more "awed" by my stupidity for spending so much for GRad night. It totalled up to $1000 over. YIKES! Could have spent it on someone else. Well if you guys wanna see the graduation night photos please email me and I reply you the website. ongsong16@hotmail.com or dr.kopi@gmail.com . Anyway after the celebration of separation, I headed to Rouge and it was very crowded. I left after awhile since my friends wanted to play pool. It was really tiring. esp after saving a girl from falling. I crawled back to my hotel room and dropped dead. That concludes the end of a chapter of my life. The end of JC - The end of SAJC.

I promise. 9:54 PM.

Wednesday, December 01, 2004

Singapore idol

How do you determine an idol? Talent or popularity? I think both are important but popularity would ultimately be triumphant. The winner of Singapore idol 2004 - Taufik Batisah, Runners-up - Sylvester Sim. But who is the real winner? Taufik's future is bleak whereas Sly's future is more certain. Producers are more confident in investing on Sly. So who is the real winner? You decide. Is Singapore idol nothing more then just a mere title? I think so. 6 months of hardship? Limited weeks of fame. Will the Taufik fever die out hidden behind Sly's shadow or will he once again emerge Victorous? Will this be another Rueben - Clay fairy-tale? Only time has the answer to these questions. All we have to do is wait. Aren't we always waiting? e.g commercial breaks. We are all professional "waiters" now.

I promise. 8:34 AM.

Radix Malorum est Cupiditas

Radix malorum est cupiditas - the love for money is the root of all evil, in other words, greed. Greed is seen in almost everyone and is a vice. Greed can be both good and bad. However, I shall focus on the monetary aspects of greed.
I shall keep this entry short. I went for bowling SAJC bowling training today. It was really nice to see old and new faces on the team. I was really happy though bored. I had to help Alex in his warm-up today too. It is tough to lead a team for the first time and it is no easy task. Anyway I realised that SA is gonna be really strong, esp the guys. After training we head out for lunch and I was broke. I was suddenly reminded of the importance of money in this world. Have you ever imagined how much your friend has in his wallet? I don't think so right? Other then the times when you are planning to share a cab. Well, I did as i was crossing the overhead bridge towards Roxy Square. Is everyone like me? Carrying little amounts of money to avoid overspending or are there wallets fat and swollen with thick stacks of dough. I suddenly had a strong "craving" for money. I was turning greedy. I thought of stealing, robbing, embazzling but all these are punishable crimes. How do we strike rich quick? I was reminded of the story in "The pardoner's tale" by Chaucer. 3 "brothers" ended killing each other for the sake of money. Does this proof that greed is wrong? That is for you to answer.... I have 2 more entries to type so i shall end here. Will get back on this topic. Just a word of advice, greed is alright but do not go overboard that will cause harm on others.

- My theme is alwey oon, and evere was- Radix Malorum est Cupiditas -

I promise. 8:07 AM.


ipromise. iwillbewaiting. tHe pAsT]] [x]September 2004 [x]October 2004 [x]November 2004 [x]December 2004 [x]February 2005 [x]March 2005 [x]April 2005 Music Mimisk8 +____tAg bOx		Saturday, December 25, 2004 Army week 1 11th DEC'04 - Day 1 As I stepped into BMTC 2, I felt a strong sense of uncertainty. It was hard to decide whether I was excited or full of anxiety. As we, recruits seperated with our loved ones, we were greeted by our "friendly" sergeant major. At this point of time, I realised, army is not going to be smooth sailing - not easy. Images of death, agony, conformity flashed through my mind. Am I going to survive this spiritual stun and emotional stun and push myself to the limits of pyhsical growth or just die with the lost of creativity, a lost of individuality. I am not trying to say that National Service is bad. I mean, if no one is willing to protect our country, who will? It is just that the fear the instructors instill in you is more than enough to dread your stay here. They may be friendly at heart but are presented to be monsters and demons. It may be their job but I am sure there are better ways to teach these fresh man dicipline. Today was also my first water parade. I've never felt so bloated. I told myself, " Oh Fuck, it's only the first." I wonder what will be installed for me the next day. 12th DEC - 15th DEC (Day 2 - Day 5) And I thought Day 1 was hell. And here comes the death of we physically challenged 'weak' recruits. With countless combat trainings to endless marches. March to and fro the cook house. We were physically and mentally drained. The day of hard work rewarded with a miserable half an hour's of rest. With this half an hour, we had to bathe, prepare for the next day's event, wash clothes and call our loved ones. Enough time? Definitely not. Lights out at 2230hrs and must be awake by 0530hrs. Girls, please appreciate life, appreciate us guys. Within these few days I felt lost and homesick. Fortunately, I am able to click with the people there quite well. If we don't mix well, who will help me against the monsters? The enemy of my enemy is my friend. 16th DEC - Day 6 Today we had a 3km route march. 3km may seems quite easy. I mean, I'm sure that i walked more then 10km around Orchard Road before. However, I was very wrong. With 20 over KG on my back and with a freaking heavy dummy rifle, it is as if chains are tied to your legs and you have just walk over 100km. Gravity really killed me this time. Especially when you have to march at the same pace as others, your mind will be too focused and you will be mentally drained. At least there are army songs to transport your mind to another place, lightening your load a little and boosting your morale. Morale is very important in army. The songs are quite nice too. If i have the chance i can sing it for those who wants to know. My favourites are "training to be soldiers" and "valentine". This is because I can relate to the song "Valentine". Sigh... It just momentarily evoke memories. Memories ought to be forgotten but just stuck in my heart. After the march, we still had more exercises. Craps. This is hell. 17th DEC - 18th DEC (Day7 & Day 8) Day 7 was quite a slack day. We did area cleaning and very little exercise. For me of course. That was because i reported sick. I had 3 days light duties. Hence I skipped the IPPT categorisation thingy. I told the medical officer about my long term medical problem but he doesnt't seem to be bothered. He just gave me some medicine that is of no use to me, I can't recover. Looks like getting out of course is difficult. Quick! someone break my leg! While talking to the instructors at night, I suddenly feel a strong gush of adrenaline through my blood. Duty and service to the country. To protect the ones I love - " Look all around us, people everywhere. Chiledren having fun, while we are holding guns." I shall give my best. My fullest limit and potential. To protect everyone, to dedicate it to my lvoe. Saturday - Just another day for sick boy Ong Song. It is most probably the most xiong day of all and i was 'saved' by my illness. Not sure whether I am able to survive it. With the hundreds of desperate faces looking for hope - a physical relief. After the 2.4km run in the morning there were footdrills and later , a 3km route march. However, before that, there was combat PT 1. Everyone was dying. This is not something that normal body can endure, let alone weak PTP people like us. To be able to clear such obstacles, one has to conjure metaphysical forces. But lets not talk about such things in Tekong. However admin time was long. We had 2 hrs admin time. I sms-ed and talked to my army buddies. As usual, the topic on girls. Haha. But needless to say, we are not desperate. I mean, it is better for 2 guys to talk about girls than guys right? I ended another slack and boring daywith other attempt ill 'chao geng' recruits. I promise. 8:48 AM. Friday, December 03, 2004 SAJC Grad Night 2004 Grad night was really fun. It did not turn out that bad afterall. We took millions of photos. This is when ordinary teenage girls become angels and good looking guys become...erm..more good looking? It is a magical moment when wonderful JC memories are evoked. It was the night of the year. Every Saint was looking forward to to fluant god's gift. It was "the event". I was awed by everyone. And more "awed" by my stupidity for spending so much for GRad night. It totalled up to $1000 over. YIKES! Could have spent it on someone else. Well if you guys wanna see the graduation night photos please email me and I reply you the website. ongsong16@hotmail.com or dr.kopi@gmail.com . Anyway after the celebration of separation, I headed to Rouge and it was very crowded. I left after awhile since my friends wanted to play pool. It was really tiring. esp after saving a girl from falling. I crawled back to my hotel room and dropped dead. That concludes the end of a chapter of my life. The end of JC - The end of SAJC. I promise. 9:54 PM. Wednesday, December 01, 2004 Singapore idol How do you determine an idol? Talent or popularity? I think both are important but popularity would ultimately be triumphant. The winner of Singapore idol 2004 - Taufik Batisah, Runners-up - Sylvester Sim. But who is the real winner? Taufik's future is bleak whereas Sly's future is more certain. Producers are more confident in investing on Sly. So who is the real winner? You decide. Is Singapore idol nothing more then just a mere title? I think so. 6 months of hardship? Limited weeks of fame. Will the Taufik fever die out hidden behind Sly's shadow or will he once again emerge Victorous? Will this be another Rueben - Clay fairy-tale? Only time has the answer to these questions. All we have to do is wait. Aren't we always waiting? e.g commercial breaks. We are all professional "waiters" now. I promise. 8:34 AM. Radix Malorum est Cupiditas Radix malorum est cupiditas - the love for money is the root of all evil, in other words, greed. Greed is seen in almost everyone and is a vice. Greed can be both good and bad. However, I shall focus on the monetary aspects of greed. I shall keep this entry short. I went for bowling SAJC bowling training today. It was really nice to see old and new faces on the team. I was really happy though bored. I had to help Alex in his warm-up today too. It is tough to lead a team for the first time and it is no easy task. Anyway I realised that SA is gonna be really strong, esp the guys. After training we head out for lunch and I was broke. I was suddenly reminded of the importance of money in this world. Have you ever imagined how much your friend has in his wallet? I don't think so right? Other then the times when you are planning to share a cab. Well, I did as i was crossing the overhead bridge towards Roxy Square. Is everyone like me? Carrying little amounts of money to avoid overspending or are there wallets fat and swollen with thick stacks of dough. I suddenly had a strong "craving" for money. I was turning greedy. I thought of stealing, robbing, embazzling but all these are punishable crimes. How do we strike rich quick? I was reminded of the story in "The pardoner's tale" by Chaucer. 3 "brothers" ended killing each other for the sake of money. Does this proof that greed is wrong? That is for you to answer.... I have 2 more entries to type so i shall end here. Will get back on this topic. Just a word of advice, greed is alright but do not go overboard that will cause harm on others. - My theme is alwey oon, and evere was- Radix Malorum est Cupiditas - I promise. 8:07 AM.