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and then, one full week passed. rather, 5 days passed. still that piece of advice continued to ring true in his head.

just last night, he had another little dream. it was updated with new contents, and furnished with a new layout. it seem so real when he recollected it. so real.

and when he checked just now, nothing much changed. yet, it felt real.

perhaps he had ponder too much on letter. the rational mind goes screaming, “this must stop!” the irrational goes, “we too, must live an impossible dream to remain sane.”

ah… the piece of advice. it was a remainder really. still, he couldn’t act on it. it was too scary. too risky. the move was simply dangerous. the balance could tilt….

and then, he realized he was weak. so weak in this aspect. he who can take on the ahbengs, ahsengs, handle his own with small time hooligans. and he couldn’t take this on.

when the advice came. he worried. is someone after letters? who is son? any new developments? what if? and more what ifs…

argh… and he continue on his path to insane.


eves are cool. the boys are cool. adams suck in general.


last time he checked, the saying goes like this, “guys who went through army are men. those who had not been through it will stay on as boys.”

possible true. did some events and meet up with a lot of boys. the feel they give was ‘boys.’ the younger chaps simply think acting like small time hooligans makes them feel big. or spewing hokkien chain of !@#$ words makes this superior. until they meet with someone who ‘kick’ them off using !$!$ words.

he really hates it when those little boys attempted to roughen things on girls. an gaming event took place this sat. our ladies were being nice by reminding them the time was up and gently invited to move on to the next station. but, the small time hooligans refused to live. giving the lame-0-meter excuses and rising the gayish voices. he really hates such. if only they could stop such nonsense.

and when he went over and firmly invited them to leave did they stop their little nonsense.



and it’s 0850hrs… time to leave for work and ponder of the piece of advice. and to conquer his fear.


guys should always ____ the first _________________.

and this is scary.



it was logged twice. could it be? could it not?

it couldn’t be.


afterall, it’s a complex h-h thingy. Or is it?

hmmm… had a call from another who own a luring voicebox. now, if boys even possess sweetbox vocals, i would die to answer the phone… that aside, it seems xmas will have a change?


did a search ‘xmas’ on the blog. and to his surprise, more like horror. xmas seem besiedge by army duties, fevers, falling sick, or having whatever fun with the boys… and when we do gatherings with the boys, we most certainly do NOT exchanges xmas gifts. we do not go screaming 5…4…3…2…1… (okay, did once with another group) or anything that cross the border of decency and craziness.

we DO however, drink booze till we throw up [that never happen to me =)], play games, drink more booze. go out, have a hangover, drink booze, and congratulate ourselves when our wallets and valuables are still with us. excellent?


perhaps it’s long overdue for a change. though not particular zeal about everything. hey, it’s a change, and this chap need some time to get attune to it. hmmm…

for starters. to settle the presents which was never an issue (see top). condition set by the organizers (yeah.. not me this time, hate organizing stuff. cos it’s = DUTY)

1. SGD 10.00 and less
2. Nothing Edible
3. No mugs

problem no. 01 : we can actually get something under SGD 10.00? it’s unbelievable!!!
problem no. 02: this means nothing that can be shared and eaten. and no chocolates. gosh…
problem no. 03: people actually give mugs on xmas? hmm… hilarious?
problem no. 04: considering the boys are a whole lot of taoists and buddhists.. with one sole christian… (he’s our xmas planner anyway…) what do we do at xmas? BIG problem
problem no 05: can we drink BOOZE? hehehe!

hmm….. helpers people? any help?

calling for aid, the help line is OPEN!