i cant realli recall wad happened las week.. but anyway, ytd was the UG camp for the sec 1. dan tagged along in the camp. basically, its more like a individual camp rather dan all the uniform group get together. badly done camp. shld hv left it to be cancelled actually. so we had our own uniform group training and a few of us the NCOs went to buy the dinner for the cadets. wad a nice run we had huh? lols the other thing bad bout dis camp was, NTH WAS PROVIDED! neither dinner nor lunch.. wtf? sry for the usage of vulgerities though=)
since.. its over.. dan let it be than. but its jux a pity for the sec1 as i dun tink dis camp wld b a vry memorable one for dem..
n now.. after dis camp, i had lost my voice, voiceless currently, sigh. but jux similar in dis world, theres many things where we ourselves have many perspectives on different kind of things. so there wld be always many occasions where we jux suffer in silence. the spirit of singaporeans. jux accept n adept. but we have to take a step back at times and whenever u think of doing something, plx explain to the others to prevent misunderstanding from occuring..
i have also learnt a few case studies.. and heres some of dem.. One day, there was a bird whom was in the winter, it had froze and was lying on the floor, motionless. a bull had jux passed by and shit on it. the shit of the bull dan tawed the frozen bird. the bird dan sang, when it was in the shit. One day, the cat than dan passed by and heard the bird singing and it dug the shit and ate the bird.
The moral of the story is: 1)Someone whom dump shit on u isnt always the enemy. 2)Someone whom get you out of the shit isnt always ur fren. 3)Just shutup when you are in deep shit.
"if someone loves you,
love them back not only because they love you,
but also because they are teaching you to love and opening your heart and eyes
to things you have never seen or felt without them."
(ripped from solasura-honz)
As you envelope my mind,
thoughts are all about you.
I hope that you could walk into the ghost of me.
My heart have been delievered to your doorstep, do you accept this mail?
Could you pull out some time for me
and give both of us a chance to be together.
Waiting isn't a problem,
losing you would be the biggest trauma I would get.
May this day where our hearts bond together come soon.
Love is patient and kind; it is not jealous or conceited or proud; love is not ill-mannered or selfish or irritable; love does not keep a record of wrongs; love is not happy with evil, but is happy with the truth. Love never gives up; and its faith, hope and patience never fail. Love is eternal.
A recollection of poetry
"Twilight funeral"
Blackened and cold is the dusk
A veil where the shadows watch
Behind the dim requiems of light
When blindness envelopes our eyes
Silent and unholy is the dusk
A hole where the demons smirk
Beyond the clutters of human life
When deafness embraces our ears
Sable nothingness is the dusk
A shroud where the ravens flock
Tainting the purity of white clouds
When darkness devours our hearts
Inevitable death is the dusk
A cloak where the daggers hide
Under the facade of tranquility
When mortality is but a quip
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