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HAPPY BIRTHDAY WEIRONG!!!!! :)

With declining interest shown in this blog, I think I cant wait any longer but blog for the 100th entry, lest I forget what I wanna blog bout.

I like to read articles dat r thought-provoking, thanks to my sec sch Lit teacher Ferdinand Quek. Happened to pickup a book yesterday call "Tuesdays with Morrie" from Brandon, & Im so sure many of u had read it b4 me le. Spent a few hrs reading it, but only reaching page 54 b4 returning to him. Why I take so long is becuz everytime I read something worthy of thinking I will put down the book, close my eyes & think bout it, to fully absorb the literary effects of the lines.

It amazes me how the author was able to write such vivid details of the past dat he had temporarily locked away while pursuing his fame n fortune. Or mayb he made them up. It doesnt matter to me. What matters was that the images dat popped in me head were always warm n enriching.

The book wasnt enriching, it was a medium to make me think bout my past, & from the past I drew lessons. Apparently the lessons were always present, yet I had turned a blind eye on them. The contents of my drawer were treasurely-filled, yet I was lazy to force it open. But the words of the book handed me the key.

At the end of page 54, Brandon asked me how was it. I said ok lor. & then I realised, what ashamed me was nt the emotions n tears dat I will show to him, but the emotions n tears I hid away from him. A half-read book had gave me much insights, yet I did nt want him to know. I did nt want him to ask bout my thoughts. Its like pushing away a caring fren cuz he's too caring. The heart appreciates it but the mind rejects it.

Anyway, my Coxswain had asked me to extend another month for Ex. Rimba. No wonder he had given me free flights back Singapore in late Oct as a reward, n to reject this extension will b 忘恩负义 of me. Hence, the possibility of me returning for X'mas n chalet might b slightly diminished, & to dat I can only apologise. I know u folks will still have fun without me!

In comparison, the extra $1,800 I get lessens my sadness. After readin the book dat encourages one to see dat "Love always win", looks like Im still eyeing fortune after all. Im quite a confused fellow. 20 yrs n still confused in life.

问题不在于问题的本身，而是在于本身的问题
40 days to EOT

Entry 99. Shall leave the next milestone entry for u amigos to fillup.

My short trip back Singapore had 2 contrasting exp in 2 different weeks. The 1st week was more of relaxing n running errands.. even had time to go Weirong's ORD parade. Weirong has v nice parents i must say... n i even had time to attend a wedding dinner of some distant relative.
The 2nd week wasnt so cheery.. had to hold a wake for my grandma's funeral. I think I mentioned b4 in entry 48 dat my grandma was v responsible for raising me up, but for this entire yr I only saw her for a couple of weeks due to NS, thinking bout it quite sad. Must really thank all those whu paid a visit or paid 白金.

In a way my grandma's death bonded my family. After the funeral we went out for dinners together.. n my parents even sent me off to the airport, which they had nv done b4. I also found out dat I did nt cry at times when my family was crying, but I do feel v sad in me heart.

Back to Brunei & i found out I missed out the CFC promotion. Ding Dang Dong. They promoted 2 n the quota is reached while Im away.. must depend on NDU to make me 3SG liaoz.

昨天远了 明天还长 回忆模糊但巨大 这样的深夜眼泪要怎样不流下

Shit Im beginning to sound as sad as Fruck.

我尝着你话里面的奶油溜啊溜　听过的每句话都很可口呦啊呦

Sounds more cheerful
22 days to EOT