Friday, July 28, 2006

A not so eventful week indeed. Yesterday marked the very last day for the driving course. Not so for me because i failed my first driving test. Test route being yewtee / chua chu kang, it was unimaginable that i could fail, but as the tester insisted " trainee did not check mirror while making a right turn, thus creating a sharp turn / narrowingly avoiding an accident. " Had i known that i was to fail the test and witness the tailgating motherfucker that was the cause of my failure, i should have just jambraked and created the " narrowly avoided " accident. Every failure for me isn't peppered with disappointment ( how many times have i failed over the years already anyway ), but with absolute soreness, and utter dread to face my instructor. You see, for every failure for the test, you must remedy it with 200 mins of road driving. Which for my case would meant 200 mins of hell, 200 mins of screaming, 200 mins of pure sweat and yes sirs. I must pass the next TP, i must pass the next TP pretty please god....


And while in camp at night, when all was NOT quiet ( i'm a light sleeper ), i thought of you again and again, and was so tempted to messaged you, to call you, just to listen to your voice again. But i didn't.

It's been forever, but i still can't forget. I wish you would talk to me like before. I miss you loads, i really do.

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{xoxo}

Friday, July 21, 2006

My handphone was stolen in camp last tuesday, so will appreciate it if you guys would text me a number with your name in it ( my number hasn't changed ). Thanks and god bless the poor fucker who stole my phone.

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{xoxo}

Wednesday, July 05, 2006

The fever's been taking a double toil on me. It resurged just as soon as i stepped back in camp. Been sick this entire week enough to warrant me a stay in the local hospice, but the local practioners a.k.a the parents' potent medications were undoubtly sufficient enough to detract any potential intruders again.

More barley's been ever consumed than my life ever had ( i digress to add that my favourite barley is the coffeeshop at the bottom of chinatown shopping centre ) , so much so that the pee is to drinking barley ratio is becoming increasingly worrying. But that being said, i leave my life to my makers ( my parents of course ).

I wished you were here too, because only you could make things right. But everytime i open my eyes i tell myself you'll never be here, i bite myself to savour the pain and tell myself each day is a brand new day.

This room where love once roamed,
have become an entity of hope.
Grey sky mornings has become greyer.

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{xoxo}

Sunday, July 02, 2006

At home now on a monday morning. Nice change of environment for once. Fever + diarrhoea every couple hour been taking a toll on my body. So i checked into NUH on saturday afternoon for a visit to the doc's, and even though i suspected it was food poisoning, the doctor dignosed that it could just be a normal viral infection, though the hint of appendititis was lurking close behind. Oh haha, i think the doc must have thought i was kinda strange, cuz while she was talking to me, i kept staring into her eyes, because she have got one of the nicest pair of brown eyes ( she's a 30 something punjabi north - indian ). She was really nice, and kept telling me to watch my diet etc etc, and did not give any discrimentory attitude towards me even though i told her i was an NSF. She was so dedicated enough that she gave me a four page summary report of my illness ( fever + diarrhoea ) coupled with what to do if my illness happenes again + what diet i should follow + when i should take my medications, just for my illness. I don't think you'll ever find that in your local practioner will ya.

Been a while since i've been blogging. The driving course has been toiling, both physically and mentally. There are their logics to follow, principals to assume. Clutches to release, traffic signs to abide. Driving is not at all smooth sailing, and i've been fucked by my instructor more than enough times to cry hell. There was this particular time when my instructor was so frustrated with me that he wanted to shout fuck out loud, but because we were on the public road, and the vehicle being an SAF item, he covered his mouth with a hanky, and shouted out fuck(aloud), thus muffling his voice. I nearly wanted to burst into laughter there and then ( even though the situation was more grave than you'd think it is! )

Else. I missing you more than ever before. Even as i give myself more and more reasons to forget you and move on, i realised you superceed every single reason why i should even think of giving up. And if you are reading this, in the past days when you came back from your driving lessons, i could never understood why you would end up so frustrated, till the point of tears. But haha, i do now.

All i can do right now, is watch you being happy, and telling myself that if all that was meant to be, was meant to be, then the wait would be the evidence of my faith. Else, you've seeked your eternal happiness, and who am i to intrude?

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{xoxo}