Its still strikes me as amazing the spread of hallucinations and visions thats haunt you as you lay in bed, your sweat soaked body half spent with exhaustion from fighting the fever that wracks him from head to toe. In those times you call out and voices answer you, voices that ring loud with the clarity of authority seeking to wake you from your drug induced delirium (overdose of panadol perhaps?) But soon those voices disappear, their humming notes of disapproval ringing clear. But others soon follow, hoping to push their luck perhaps? Sweet, sweet voices with the lightest of touches, their wings making pattery sounds as they brush alongside you, hovering and ever circling as they implore you to play with them. There are others too of course, but the memory of their existence fades away as fast as they appear. Did they come with good intentions as well? I remember not , but as i lay listening to them, in those times i truly felt no pain, believing myself free of this cursed earth with my head sitting firmly in the clouds.
my cockster of a buddy has just gotten a one week mc, which makes twice the number of times he has bailed out on his guard duty and activated someone. If you recall he also pulled off the A&E episode. While i would have kicked his ass big time previously, now i just feel like laughing. hes seriously beyond hope
had a few heart stopping moments this week involving girls , but dun worry haha alls fine in la la land for i have returned to my loveless ways…
highly recommend Ayumi’s new album and specifically this track called CAROLS, and if your able to find it the “STF” remix. For lack of a better word, and my deterioating grasp of the english vocabulary, i’m reduced to using the cliche “Better than Sex”.
also read “The life of Pi” by yann martel. A good read by any standards with 100% less homoerotica than his other novel titled “Self”, which was very good too but way too confusing with its numerous gender changes. Life of Pi on the other hand, is pretty straightforward and linear, with the sole purpose of telling one thing, a story. Or The Story. And what a story it is! Although the sleeve said that this Story will make you believe in GOD, it was always going to be a far-fetched premise. But with each book i read, i take home something with me. And what did i take back this time with me? The point that that reality is indeed what we make of it. So in the end which story did i choose? Neither is true, both are fiticious, but one is the better Story. Indeed this Story is really a well deserved tribute to our imagination…
short summary of what happened the entire week…
sunday : dragged kit ling down to tm to buy contacts. turns out that we both have astigmatism so the lenses cost like 20% more. And u have to preorder them before u can collect them 3 weeks later. Quite obviously we dun have time for that so we picked up-ed a non-astig monthly pair for 30 bucks and prayed to god that our eyes dun pop from all the psychedelic double vision craziness…
the optician was very nice in that omg i’m-20-shes-30 sorta way. She stayed with us for 3 hours, first by testing our eyes, then setting up a device that allowed us to see how bad the astig would be b4 hand, then recommending to us the non-astig monthly pair when all the other spectacle shops were pushing a 6 month supply at us and didn’t say anything about non-astig lenses. Oh and she also stayed with us throughout the one hour it took me to put on my contacts. You dun see that kinda service for just 30 bucks everyday so yea i felt kinda pampered =P
Monday Tuesday Wednesday Thursday: theres a very good reason why they are compressed into one column, bcos all i did drag myself to go to work at 6, did e-learning till 3, cheerleading till 8 and then collapse back to bed at the end of the day. rinse and repeat till u feel like it.
On a good sidenote though, my extension liberty got scrapped, and got instead replaced by another flyer doing a 6-2-1. We also practiced toss pikes, swedish falls, pendulums, and the oh so dreaded basket toss. Which moi will be doing. They are going to bring a camera man down on the day itself to see how it looks like and hopefully we do everything as planned so that i can show u all how it looks like. It looks quite good actually 🙂
one new step learned today albeit quite unsuccessfully. Extension liberty. U noe how with each new diffcult step, the previous steps pale in comparison? Like when u are doing 24 km route march u think about how f*8ing easy 8km ? Or like how u thought that bounding from tree to tree was tree was downright easy after doing multiple arti-s consecutively? Well todays lesson brought that point out loud and clear, cos after i cleared it twice, i felt like anything was possible , like doing splits in mid-air. if we can master the liberty pyramid , thats it we confirm will win the com. No arguments about that.
So what the hell is a liberty? well its standing on only one leg, well above head level. You just have to take a look at how many ppl cannot do quad stretches properly before u realise how futile it can look like. Especially after 8-9 tries. Stunt was almost scratched because of that. And i stepped and fell on my bases many times. Even till the end of the lesson i couldn’t do the stunt properly, but at least i remained in the air longer. Which unfortunately cannot be said for the past few attempts. The less revealed the better hehe.
But i noticed today that the break neck speed is taking a toll on us. Dance steps were not remembered correctly, even simple stuff like elevators were executed improperly, and tempers flared more than once or twice. My base group is still going strong though…mebbe its bcos of the common bond we share, the love for dirty jokes haha…
so far in 3 days i’ve learned elevators, extensions and half a dance routine, which would have otherwise taken any professional cheerleading team at least 5 sessions for each. Ah such are the demands of time. i think we broke several world records along the way(if we didn’t break our necks first). elevators bring the guy up to half the body length while extensions bring the guy above the head.
The downside to this is we have barely half the stability that is necessary for any 3 level pyramid stunt, so ‘cher’ took away the stunt involving me doing a split on the third level. The one with me standing on the third level is still up in the air though….
It all feels way too rushed. I have good and steady bases under me(the ppl who are supporting me and going to toss me in the future) so we advanced quite quickly, i wasn’t supposed to be the main flyer at first, but the other groups are a few steps behind. So in the end we became the main group. That means at somepoint in time i’m prob gonna have to do a basketball toss. name speaks for itself.
True Story: There was a girl who fell twice during rehearsals. Now she has occasional memory loss. Shudders.
Still it gives me quite an adrenaline rush when u’re high above up there and especially when u do the quaddle (?sp). Thats when u fall from whatever position your in onto the hands of the ppl below. Oh and i also have to do a ultra high risk maneuver that involves me putting my precious balls of steel at risk. which have been squashed twice already, but luckily not too badly. Theres still some fathers day spirit left in this wily old bird.
Oh and my thighs hurt like f**k. I can’t rem the last time they hurt so badly, probably after 16 km route march.
In other news, my buddy wants to downgrade because he feels breathlessness after he runs. Like wtf? which CB doesn’t feel breathless after running…he also made a medical appointment to see the National Skin Centre for acne, which doesn’t look too bad to me( my sec 2 acne was far worse). And today he went to the A and E bcos he had 2 days fever which amazingly didn’t go down after taking 2 days of antibiotics. WOW. Hes a nice guy and all but you know its people like this that makes me wonder why i didn’t report sick when i had high fever in bmt before 8 km route march, when i had sinus prob during field camp, when i had blisters on both my legs during 16 km. Why i still continued to cheong swa after feeling like shit. When these ppl are just gonna run away from the battlefield. And yes in case your wondering technicians still have to cheong swa. We are soldiers before technicians. Sometimes i really wonder whether the stereotype of JC students being weaklings is really just a stereotype or not. Cos one of my bases is a poly student who after almost spraining his wrist in training, still urged me on to do the stunt one more time when his arms are feeling the strain much more than my thighs are. You know its the little life experiences like these that really influences the way we perceive people and not the things that we are told. For example i would rather much like to go to war with my current batch of mixed OETI ppl rather than my “direct enhanced” company. yes some of them are A.P like the malays, but as one of them told me, yes he got a.p, but he will always be there.
He will always be garang.
if anyone is interested this is what my job as an automotive tech is like
i learn to fix tractors and forklifts (for now). however for the next month or so all i’m gonna do is e-learning on bolts and nuts, how to use a spanner, hand safety and brainless stuff liddat. Since my workplace is OETI, everyday we Only Eat Talk and Idle. we do that until canteen break starts at 9.20 then we come back and do that again until lunch which lasts for an hour, then we come back and do that again until teabreak and book out time.
every tuesday and thursday there is healthy lifestyle, which means stuff like running arnd OETI, or sports or training for cheerleaders. on those days we dun have area cleaning or standby area, but on other days we have to do it even thhough we NEVER touch the workplace.
last thursday and friday was slightly more interesting, we got to play arnd with one of the vehicles.
i tell you its chao slack one, if they act do away with the e-learning and focus on the praticals which are far more useful. all they are doing is delay my pay rise when i get my next rank.