hey people!
okay i'll go straight to the point. im currently planning a project titled 'to "bear a cause" take a look at sashabear (collectible teddy bears!). i happened to know some people on the forum online and apparently someone has the contact to the representatives of sasha bear.
so we are coming up with a project as titled "bear a cause" now we are still in the process of forming the committee. in this project, we'll find volunteers to join us in a workshop conducted by sashabear reps then handmake our own bears with own designs and such. then we'll sell or auction them to the public and donate the earnings to some homes or organisations.
interested? if you are, drop me a sms or tag at my tagboard!
Friday, June 30, 2006
Sunday, June 25, 2006
saturday
urgh.. back from late night movie with quek and ys. shagged and sun kissed (burnt) are written on my face. watched RV with them! haha it's one great movie i'll personally recommend for laughs. no movie spoilers this time. but to think of it, living on a caravan/RV vehicle can be darn cool too. like in the show, the family went to RV parks and made new accquaintances and leaving footprints and etching indelible memories of the different places they visited. definitely something i will want to experience! *gotta bring your kids to road 66!*
today, i went kayakking with reach mentors and mentees. during lunch, it was interesting to listen to two senior mentors, one 26 and another 29, share about their love lives and their take on relationships and marriage etc. lol, it's rather tickling to know that a table of guys with varied profiles (from age 13 to 29) talk about bgr and such. intriguing stuff =)
and... i found a video which captures glimpses of my life hahaha.
today, i went kayakking with reach mentors and mentees. during lunch, it was interesting to listen to two senior mentors, one 26 and another 29, share about their love lives and their take on relationships and marriage etc. lol, it's rather tickling to know that a table of guys with varied profiles (from age 13 to 29) talk about bgr and such. intriguing stuff =)
and... i found a video which captures glimpses of my life hahaha.
Friday, June 23, 2006
gas
this week is post pass out week. well, it's definitely a whole new ball game when im no more a trainee! haha.. moved to our seniors bunks and it's well-equipped, shant post it here lest i get flamed.
well today, my 3 days Basical Biological Chemical Defence Training (BBCDT) culminated with our gas chamber test at a facility near sispec. so we had to donned the whole set of equipment including the coveralls, slacks, mask and inner/outer gloves. prior to stepping into the chamber, i had this morbid feeling or rather emotional connection. i somehow could feel what the victims of the holocaust experienced. in the chamber, we did some exercises that were meant to "stretch" our gear and well... test whether our gas mask was working well. we then carried out our canister changing drill while holding our breath and keeping our eyes shut (gasp)
fortunately, i completed the drill without any hiccups. the bad thing was sweating like a piggg under the sweltering heat because of the layers of clothes. the worse thing was i breathe in a few breaths of the CS gas. the worst thing was being in the chamber actually creates a claustrophic environment. now i could really empathise.
the test ended with me taking out my mask and reading aloud my nric, rank and name to my instructor with my eyes opened. then i staggered my way through. wahhh the stinging feeling is damn intense! as if dipping your face into mala huo guo (steamboat) filled with chili padi and getting sprinkled with pepper powder. the instructors said my facial expressions were very classic and told me not to make monkey faces if not they will take a photo of me -___-
nevertheless, this is one hell of an experience in my 2 years stint before i yell 'ORD LO'
well today, my 3 days Basical Biological Chemical Defence Training (BBCDT) culminated with our gas chamber test at a facility near sispec. so we had to donned the whole set of equipment including the coveralls, slacks, mask and inner/outer gloves. prior to stepping into the chamber, i had this morbid feeling or rather emotional connection. i somehow could feel what the victims of the holocaust experienced. in the chamber, we did some exercises that were meant to "stretch" our gear and well... test whether our gas mask was working well. we then carried out our canister changing drill while holding our breath and keeping our eyes shut (gasp)
fortunately, i completed the drill without any hiccups. the bad thing was sweating like a piggg under the sweltering heat because of the layers of clothes. the worse thing was i breathe in a few breaths of the CS gas. the worst thing was being in the chamber actually creates a claustrophic environment. now i could really empathise.
the test ended with me taking out my mask and reading aloud my nric, rank and name to my instructor with my eyes opened. then i staggered my way through. wahhh the stinging feeling is damn intense! as if dipping your face into mala huo guo (steamboat) filled with chili padi and getting sprinkled with pepper powder. the instructors said my facial expressions were very classic and told me not to make monkey faces if not they will take a photo of me -___-
nevertheless, this is one hell of an experience in my 2 years stint before i yell 'ORD LO'
Friday, June 16, 2006
passed out
goodness gracious, i've passed out from my 3 month course today. not much noteworthy lately so i've not been blogging... oh i mean crapping lately... hor, doctor! last sunday, i went to the cc to learn more about how i could help out at the cc as well as watch a performance by smu's samba masala, their drum ensemble. quite a crowd that night, go youtube them and you'll be impressed. in fact, i was told i can plan a performance myself too, how cool. next week, im gg for a kayakking session with reach mentors and mentees. hope my kayak dont capsize and my skin wont peel.
many a time, im torn between passion driven aspirations and the need for plain realism. but more than not, my self deprecation somehow always gets the upperhand. so dont blame me for the past few angsty entries eh. im generally an easily satisfied person, so to speak.
and my appreciation for the chinese language got re-ignited when my course sgt was having difficulty reading some chinese poems on zaobao and he asked around for help, but not from me. haha, i not from cheena high so cheena not as good as them mah haha. that aside, i came across something interesting from another blog...
烟花
等了很久
烟花 还是没看到
有人说
烟花 是要他人放给你看的
他也说
我一直没等到 因为我是放烟花的人
我不要
我不要
我只要看 烟花
我不要放
可以不可以 放一场
让我享受一下
让我沉浸一下
可能 太期待
烟花 就美不起来
或许 烟花的绮丽
只在于等待
haha, are beautiful things made shortlived? maybe.
not convinced? ask my hips then.
why? coz my hips don't lie.
many a time, im torn between passion driven aspirations and the need for plain realism. but more than not, my self deprecation somehow always gets the upperhand. so dont blame me for the past few angsty entries eh. im generally an easily satisfied person, so to speak.
and my appreciation for the chinese language got re-ignited when my course sgt was having difficulty reading some chinese poems on zaobao and he asked around for help, but not from me. haha, i not from cheena high so cheena not as good as them mah haha. that aside, i came across something interesting from another blog...
烟花
等了很久
烟花 还是没看到
有人说
烟花 是要他人放给你看的
他也说
我一直没等到 因为我是放烟花的人
我不要
我不要
我只要看 烟花
我不要放
可以不可以 放一场
让我享受一下
让我沉浸一下
可能 太期待
烟花 就美不起来
或许 烟花的绮丽
只在于等待
haha, are beautiful things made shortlived? maybe.
not convinced? ask my hips then.
why? coz my hips don't lie.
Saturday, June 10, 2006
it's over
finally, summary exercise a.k.a summex is over! and by next week, i would have passed out from my course! (whooopppeee) glad to bid goodbye to those horrible tasting combat rations (which they have the audacity to mention that the palatability will be preserved by date... is there even any to start with!), the painful stinging heat rashes and my soaked and wrinkled feet. in retrospect, the summex wasnt that bad afterall it was quite bearable in fact lest the heat rashes that brought waves of pain coz of the extreme weather changes.
i also learnt a new lesson. that inter personal relations is a very delicate issue to grapple with. some of my fellow coursemates and i have came to a common consensus that our superiors do indeed favour some people i.e. bias. not that im green about that or that some of them do pander or not towards superiors, i feel that when it comes to inter personal relations, i still have much to learn. as of now, im not the type of surbodinate (in army) that superiors will especially take note of. in fact upon entering the army, i have toned down very much. kinda drawn further into my comfort zone which is unhealthy i admit. i'll have to learn to open up one way or another.
but at the end of the day, i certainly aint a sucker for companionship. period.
i also learnt a new lesson. that inter personal relations is a very delicate issue to grapple with. some of my fellow coursemates and i have came to a common consensus that our superiors do indeed favour some people i.e. bias. not that im green about that or that some of them do pander or not towards superiors, i feel that when it comes to inter personal relations, i still have much to learn. as of now, im not the type of surbodinate (in army) that superiors will especially take note of. in fact upon entering the army, i have toned down very much. kinda drawn further into my comfort zone which is unhealthy i admit. i'll have to learn to open up one way or another.
but at the end of the day, i certainly aint a sucker for companionship. period.
Friday, June 02, 2006
thoughts.
this week passed by rather fine, as usual... not with any major hiccups or surprises. finally, next field is my first and final outfield deployment exercise for my course. gonna last around 4 days 3 nites. not that i've never stepped outfield before, but having "nua-ed" in camp for the past 10 weeks will require myself some adjustment to for the upcoming week in the jungle feeding mosquitoes.
i finally read "Tuesdays with Morrie". it was a very nice and light read like five people and it's written in the similar way with interchanges of the past and present. but it's more thought provoking. so much so that i kinda lost sleep yesterday night. after reading the book, i was somehow compelled to question myself if i am going to end up living like mitch - a high paying journalist then with a fat paycheck that came with sleepless nights at his office desk, drowning himself with caffeine. materially fufilled and complete albeit disillusioned and driven by wealth as dictated by the existent socio-culutral mores.
it's very much like what the book shared about the difficulty in striking the balance - "the tension of the opposites". it's as if a mental struggle... the rational and practical me is telling me i have to get a degree, a job, financial independence and so on. besides, living in my self enclosed ivory tower of idealism does not equate to survival in a pragmatic society. the idealistic me tells me i should attempt things i never dared to and always wanted to. what that encompasses, im still on my way in my journey of discovery called "life". when i have consolidated that checklist, perhaps i might just dump everything aside and pursue them. meanwhile, i can only grapple with what life throws me and tackle every ordeal that comes my way a step at a time. giant leaps i may not be apt at but i'll thrive with every baby step i take.
come next week, i'll be meeting wenqian for farewell lunch. this buddy of mine i've made since my scouting days is going to uk's imperial college to study chemical engineering. how cool. it'll certainly be long before i'll meet him again.
goodbye to you my trusted friend. take care.
i finally read "Tuesdays with Morrie". it was a very nice and light read like five people and it's written in the similar way with interchanges of the past and present. but it's more thought provoking. so much so that i kinda lost sleep yesterday night. after reading the book, i was somehow compelled to question myself if i am going to end up living like mitch - a high paying journalist then with a fat paycheck that came with sleepless nights at his office desk, drowning himself with caffeine. materially fufilled and complete albeit disillusioned and driven by wealth as dictated by the existent socio-culutral mores.
it's very much like what the book shared about the difficulty in striking the balance - "the tension of the opposites". it's as if a mental struggle... the rational and practical me is telling me i have to get a degree, a job, financial independence and so on. besides, living in my self enclosed ivory tower of idealism does not equate to survival in a pragmatic society. the idealistic me tells me i should attempt things i never dared to and always wanted to. what that encompasses, im still on my way in my journey of discovery called "life". when i have consolidated that checklist, perhaps i might just dump everything aside and pursue them. meanwhile, i can only grapple with what life throws me and tackle every ordeal that comes my way a step at a time. giant leaps i may not be apt at but i'll thrive with every baby step i take.
come next week, i'll be meeting wenqian for farewell lunch. this buddy of mine i've made since my scouting days is going to uk's imperial college to study chemical engineering. how cool. it'll certainly be long before i'll meet him again.
goodbye to you my trusted friend. take care.
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