<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1481090727194499766</id><updated>2011-04-21T16:58:20.817-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dangz</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivinsy.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1481090727194499766/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivinsy.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Vivinsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12886116106220149141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>14</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1481090727194499766.post-2302579787056075332</id><published>2008-12-02T22:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T22:38:48.823-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its weird...&lt;br /&gt;sitting at home on a bright sunny Wednesday afternoon, with totally nth to do at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its happy...&lt;br /&gt;Finally got guitar hero world tour plus the drum set~ waited for like 2 whole months for it...&lt;br /&gt;blame my brother as has to wait till his exams to finish...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its ironic...&lt;br /&gt;Being at home, I am sweating like a pig... must be too used to air-con from camp and site. At home there is no air-con... At duty even when I sleep there is air-con.&lt;br /&gt;(I love/hate being at home...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its funny...&lt;br /&gt;My brother's female friend told him that his younger brother is very handsome... That must really be joke of the year man... wahahaha... (maybe my brother is pulling my leg...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its retarded...&lt;br /&gt;I am so wasting my off... so wish that I have someone to accompany me now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its confusing/unsure...&lt;br /&gt;Little did I know, I came to realize, I was always waiting for u to online...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its coming...&lt;br /&gt;2 more weeks... 2 more weeks and I get to see snow in Korea!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its saddening...&lt;br /&gt;My freaking platoon up till now still could not successfully organize a platoon outing... cannot blame cause we 24/7 but not everyone are keen about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its heavy...&lt;br /&gt;I still fat... no matter how I try... rebuilding failed terribly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its lonely...&lt;br /&gt;I'm still single... someone told me that she enjoys to be single... whats so good about it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Missed lots of Past...&lt;br /&gt;Failed to grab the present...&lt;br /&gt;Can't see the future...&lt;br /&gt;Life wasted...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1481090727194499766-2302579787056075332?l=vivinsy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivinsy.blogspot.com/feeds/2302579787056075332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1481090727194499766&amp;postID=2302579787056075332' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1481090727194499766/posts/default/2302579787056075332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1481090727194499766/posts/default/2302579787056075332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivinsy.blogspot.com/2008/12/its-weird.html' title=''/><author><name>Vivinsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12886116106220149141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1481090727194499766.post-8327328517778696807</id><published>2008-10-12T07:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T08:18:13.035-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am blogging once again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Canceled the idea of making this a photo blog as I myself do not own a camera and I really do not cam whore thou i like taking pictures lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will fark care about the style and English i type here as this is blog is now going to let me vent and process my thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not mend for anyone to read so if anyone who come here please close this window.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life good, life bad haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what the shit right? well I really confused...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always thought I have grown after all I am 21 now but that's not really the case and my hands are still tight thou it is looser now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a few things i still do not get it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things like:&lt;br /&gt;1) my family and parents!&lt;br /&gt;2) myself&lt;br /&gt;3)my so called love-life and relationship&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am grateful and fortunate just like those people who refers me as 'got money people'...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that's not me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not starve, I got clothes to wear... there's nth else I would really ask for...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But as i grow older, the sense of my individuality kicks in, I so want to be independent thou it is the harder route and I may fall in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every money I spend of my parents I am really guilty cause it is their hard earn money...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really ashame to have to depend on them to pay for my everyday needs as I am now earning.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, it is just merely $500 but I am living pretty well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the last thing I need them to pay is the school fees for my university which a lot but i swear i will pay them back. ( really taking it as a bank loan with interest free, or a scholarship which I was awarded so I will treasure it... and study hard this time... after all it is the last stretch of road.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after enlisting into army, I got so much free time in my life that it really starts to get bored... if I were studying, it will be so darn cool as at least I would have something to do, something to focus on unlike army which is not what I want in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss studying...... haha i dun even believe myself... but i do....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I STILL FREAKING HATE PEOPLE WHO SAY that my parents are my money and if they every *** those will be mine, thou there are truth in it but it still farking farking sux......&lt;br /&gt;MAY U ALL BURN IN HELL...&lt;br /&gt;they will still be my parents even if they are poor...&lt;br /&gt;maybe if they are poor, I would not be so lay back as to what I am today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If oneday I am poor... my kids will sure grubble as to how poor I am and how come his dad is not rich lol.... IRONY~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will cont soon on wed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;always felt like shouting, shouting my lungs out.&lt;br /&gt;always felt like crying, crying my heart out.&lt;br /&gt;so that's what I am doing now.&lt;br /&gt;as I do not need to be strong...&lt;br /&gt;Just being myself...&lt;br /&gt;doing the things I want to do...&lt;br /&gt;I am who I am...&lt;br /&gt;So dun u farking tell me what to do...&lt;br /&gt;My life will change from this point onwards...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1481090727194499766-8327328517778696807?l=vivinsy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivinsy.blogspot.com/feeds/8327328517778696807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1481090727194499766&amp;postID=8327328517778696807' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1481090727194499766/posts/default/8327328517778696807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1481090727194499766/posts/default/8327328517778696807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivinsy.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-am-blogging-once-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Vivinsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12886116106220149141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1481090727194499766.post-4179702930959233238</id><published>2008-06-15T01:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T01:00:07.872-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Back from Taiwan!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20 days away from Singapore... PHEW~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pok finally an officer! &lt;&lt;salute&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PROUD OF HIM!!! really...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just kinda worried that if she make so much sacrifices, in the end within the 3 months she realise she could not live with him, it will gonna have another big problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I worry too much...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all the best to her... =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/salute&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 1 in the change of my life...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1481090727194499766-4179702930959233238?l=vivinsy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivinsy.blogspot.com/feeds/4179702930959233238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1481090727194499766&amp;postID=4179702930959233238' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1481090727194499766/posts/default/4179702930959233238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1481090727194499766/posts/default/4179702930959233238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivinsy.blogspot.com/2008/06/back-from-taiwan-20-days-away-from.html' title=''/><author><name>Vivinsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12886116106220149141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1481090727194499766.post-3532419488303707699</id><published>2008-05-17T00:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T09:55:36.543-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It happen again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything just comes back again, and I and just acting strong now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FISH IT...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;two meaning of misses (I believe I blog it long time ago)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what if....?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;agrhhhhhhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just a whim ME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing is working for me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna have a hard night sleeping again...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1481090727194499766-3532419488303707699?l=vivinsy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivinsy.blogspot.com/feeds/3532419488303707699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1481090727194499766&amp;postID=3532419488303707699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1481090727194499766/posts/default/3532419488303707699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1481090727194499766/posts/default/3532419488303707699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivinsy.blogspot.com/2008/05/it-happen-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Vivinsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12886116106220149141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1481090727194499766.post-804584133250739502</id><published>2008-05-04T10:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T19:59:18.119-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>These dreams that I am having...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It happen again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more frequent, more realistic...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dreams that makes me never want to wake up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Causing pain and sorrow once I does realize my true reality...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So often... So random...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every time it does not fail to weigh down my chest making it hard to breath or concentrate...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will be thinking about it for days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at least until it subsided... or work that keeps my mind busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guessed this is the torment...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That what I longer desire and long for, that is not mine to have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No longer could I find words to describe how I feel or how I could express it out or release it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps this are the stains and residue that could not be washed away, that are permanent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stuck in between....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1481090727194499766-804584133250739502?l=vivinsy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivinsy.blogspot.com/feeds/804584133250739502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1481090727194499766&amp;postID=804584133250739502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1481090727194499766/posts/default/804584133250739502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1481090727194499766/posts/default/804584133250739502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivinsy.blogspot.com/2008/05/these-dreams-that-i-am-having.html' title=''/><author><name>Vivinsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12886116106220149141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1481090727194499766.post-8225304474439126022</id><published>2008-05-03T22:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T07:28:55.520-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Long time eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got a story to share...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a story about the bird and the fish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, the bird was flying over the pond and he saw the fish swimming around the pond. Panic suddenly rush through the bird's spine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He thought, ' OMG there is a creature trap in the water!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instantly, he dive through the air and used his claws to grab hold of the fish out of the pond. It was no easy task as the fish struggles to break free of the bird's grabs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking that the fish must have been really lack of oxygen for long period that's why it keeps struggling, the bird tries to claim the fish down asking it to stop struggle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moments later, the fish stop moving... it died.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moral of the story:&lt;br /&gt;- Never try to save[Change] something that does not need to be save[change].&lt;br /&gt;- Not everyones/everything is the same.&lt;br /&gt;- Not everything is just what it seems like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yeah... I am talking about relationship again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second story...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This story is about a bird and a fish again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swimming in the pond peacefully just like what he's been doing everyday, the fish wondered what he could do to add more excitement to his life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just then, a bird flew past him and he envied the bird being able to roam freely in the skies without boundaries whereas, he himself is trap and confined in just this tiny pond.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fish leap high, the fish dead within moments as he landed on a grass patch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moral of the story:&lt;br /&gt;- be contented with who you are.&lt;br /&gt;- no point trying to imitate others, just be yourself.&lt;br /&gt;- you maybe better and unique just in a different way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this story is about me.&lt;br /&gt;(sometimes I felt I tried to fit in to be just like everyone else... no real own identity)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is good... couldn't be any better wouldn't ask for anything more... just  a little lonely...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Highlight*&lt;br /&gt;Going to operation SKYLIGHT 08 real soon... on 22 of may...&lt;br /&gt;Free Taiwan trip =D hope everything goes smoothly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with poly mates gosh a lot has changed yet nth has changed...&lt;br /&gt;I really really want to study university now. Nothing else really matters...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling freaking lonely now, must have contracted the disease from my sir.&lt;br /&gt;He everyday in camp complaint he has no girlfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I had immune myself to love again (childish and idiotic right?)&lt;br /&gt;But the urge just came back again...&lt;br /&gt;It will be good to have a girlfriend again...&lt;br /&gt;Someone to love to pamper to take care to be love back in return...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still thinks of the past a lot... but is just think and not lingering...&lt;br /&gt;sweet sweet memories...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doubt will have the courage to jio a girl again...&lt;br /&gt;But must try... where/how do I start?&lt;br /&gt;who?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Finally understand that ADMIRATION does not equals to LOVE...&lt;br /&gt;how stupid was I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1481090727194499766-8225304474439126022?l=vivinsy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivinsy.blogspot.com/feeds/8225304474439126022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1481090727194499766&amp;postID=8225304474439126022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1481090727194499766/posts/default/8225304474439126022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1481090727194499766/posts/default/8225304474439126022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivinsy.blogspot.com/2008/05/long-time-eh-got-story-to-share.html' title=''/><author><name>Vivinsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12886116106220149141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1481090727194499766.post-6764367113634362572</id><published>2008-02-15T08:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T09:09:56.442-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>An official off day woohoo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I earn it okay? after completing my very first site duty of 3 days, I am awarded with 3 days off...&lt;br /&gt;1st day change over ( so halfday gone...), then the rest of the two days falls on weekends... stupid right? agrhhh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still great to be at home lar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Site duty at tekong can say super slack and life is good!&lt;br /&gt;if nth goes wrong, one day i only need to work about 5hrs.... and the rest i can sleep =D&lt;br /&gt;but if things goes wrong then gg... 3am also no need sleep...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also sway lar, now alpha crew is in operation!!!!! have to suffer for 6months until they change crew to bravo or chalie then can breath lol....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz valentine days just zip pass again...&lt;br /&gt;14 of feb and I have to be alone once again just like the passed 21years lol...&lt;br /&gt;When will I ever get a female companion to celebrate with me?&lt;br /&gt;or is it because I nv find one?&lt;br /&gt;lonely lonely valentine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Passed 2 years celebrate with lee... this year I gay with 12 other guys in site doing duty... What could be better?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Females always feel that valentine are a special occasion for them and they always want to celebrate it. But do they ever think that males also have the same feeling?&lt;br /&gt;Females always wait and hope that someone will give them flowers or do things to make them special during valentine but do they ever give a thought that if they do something for their guy, their guy will be very touched and happy too?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I've always believe love is both side.... bullshit... (Just a piece of mind...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When? When will I ever celebrate a valentine with a girl? goshhh...&lt;br /&gt;(I sound desprate? maybe I am...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another boring weekend/off...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just duno what to do to entertain myself.... to keep myself alive....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Never trouble trouble till trouble trouble you...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1481090727194499766-6764367113634362572?l=vivinsy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivinsy.blogspot.com/feeds/6764367113634362572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1481090727194499766&amp;postID=6764367113634362572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1481090727194499766/posts/default/6764367113634362572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1481090727194499766/posts/default/6764367113634362572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivinsy.blogspot.com/2008/02/official-off-day-woohoo.html' title=''/><author><name>Vivinsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12886116106220149141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1481090727194499766.post-9204683223198880081</id><published>2008-02-05T21:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-05T06:26:33.742-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Chinese new year again....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every year seems to pass by faster and precious time are wasted as it drift by...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear it was just like tml when I recieve my very last red packet and tomorrow I'm gonna eat renuion dinner again lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Done nth during the year of the pig... except graduating from poly and work my ass off MDS pharma. Not forgetting finally completed 7-8mths of NS woohoo...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Life going to be even duller as I am split from most of my best army mates... "IC1 platoon" lol...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and returning to 163 SQN where mostly I would work alone or just with few others... agrhhh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;In army I really learn alot of things... and believe me I not long so "naive" and "blur" about the real world, real people... but there are surely more unbelievable things I yet to know off...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-------------------------------------break------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Interruption... just called my sir and confirmed that I could get a half day off tml that means I no need to report to camp on new year eve wahaha... thou nth to do at home also but still song!!!! =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-------------------------------------break over------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Very confusing and I have been trying to ponder the the value of relationship once more...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I always envy my friends who have a relationship currently even though they are serving their national service.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Why? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Reason is simple as their relationship has definately moved on to a higher level in terms of tolerence and understanding...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But... those that really have a relationship now does not really treasure their's or at least that is what they they portray to me or maybe they are still a lovey dovey couple who knows...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Why guys are bastards...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;simple example my friends explained to me when I asked them why do they still complaint when they have such a loving girlfriend by their side... ( how I wish I got a girl I love to be my girlfriend lol...)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yes, they still love their girl friend and it is just like they really like to eat chicken rice, but imagine if they eat chicken rice everyday for the past 9mth, 1 year or 2 years they definately will get bored of it and would like to eat some porriage or wanton mee somtimes...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;logical speaking it is true... and I get their point but it is just so not right... ( guess it just applies to me and they won the arguement...)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Why girls are bitches?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;my friend fought so hard to get a 8-5posting so that he could spent more time with his girlfriend but in the end, the girl friend wants to break up as she feels lack of security and want to settle down fast...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;She tells my friend if they want to patch, they have to buy a flat and get married... isn't that ridiculous?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;she purposly knows that he does not have the capabilities to do so at the current moment as he is serving ns and yet she propose such things to him....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;My silly friend still blames himself that it is his fault as he does not meet up to her requiments that led to the break up...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;天理何在?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;lol...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;My friend told me that in the year of the rat, all those 1987 will have 桃花运 or sakura booming...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hope is true... afterall my parents gave me green light wahahahaa... (in a joking manner &gt;.&lt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Where is she?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Who is her?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When will she realised I am just right here waiting for her...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Forever here...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I do exist...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1481090727194499766-9204683223198880081?l=vivinsy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivinsy.blogspot.com/feeds/9204683223198880081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1481090727194499766&amp;postID=9204683223198880081' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1481090727194499766/posts/default/9204683223198880081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1481090727194499766/posts/default/9204683223198880081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivinsy.blogspot.com/2008/02/chinese-new-year-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Vivinsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12886116106220149141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1481090727194499766.post-1033923864104574217</id><published>2008-01-14T08:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T04:18:56.376-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WoooHOOO finally passed my tp...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8points... finally a quailfied SAF driver...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next target is to get a civilian licence lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Many things unexpected....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mostly comes with surprises...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1481090727194499766-1033923864104574217?l=vivinsy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivinsy.blogspot.com/feeds/1033923864104574217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1481090727194499766&amp;postID=1033923864104574217' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1481090727194499766/posts/default/1033923864104574217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1481090727194499766/posts/default/1033923864104574217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivinsy.blogspot.com/2008/01/wooohooo-finally-passed-my-tp.html' title=''/><author><name>Vivinsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12886116106220149141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1481090727194499766.post-9075242126293319379</id><published>2008-01-12T21:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-12T23:06:48.459-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>13 of January...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I am still at my driver course which is supposed to end at 9th of January...&lt;br /&gt;wth happened?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ashamed to say I failed my tp 2 times...&lt;br /&gt;reason to give myself:&lt;br /&gt;- tester fucked up...&lt;br /&gt;- my driving and observation sux...&lt;br /&gt;- the vehicle sux...&lt;br /&gt;- my own instructor never once encourage me that I will be able to pass my tp instead he keep pouring cold water over me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More than half of my platoon have dekit and I am one of the few that still stuck here... agrhhh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MONDAY tp again... gambateyo!!!! RAWR!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hao sianz now have not recovered from yesterday headach... ouch &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday went to the beach caused zaw zaw aung came back from canada lol...&lt;br /&gt;been ages since i been to beach, would be really nice if I could go to the beach ever now and then... really loved that place...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everytime I go to the beach, I always pictured myself lying on the sandy beach with my girlfriend late in the night just the two of us looking into the sky, enjoying the sea breeze and looking at the stars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How freaking perfect and nice it will be...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when will that ever happen lol... *dream*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been watching suzuka anime series...&lt;br /&gt;gosh see liao really dui but still really nice to watch...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;missed out on alot of my friends gathering recently... haiz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to play badminton!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;loneliness hard to bear...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1481090727194499766-9075242126293319379?l=vivinsy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivinsy.blogspot.com/feeds/9075242126293319379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1481090727194499766&amp;postID=9075242126293319379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1481090727194499766/posts/default/9075242126293319379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1481090727194499766/posts/default/9075242126293319379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivinsy.blogspot.com/2008/01/13-of-january.html' title=''/><author><name>Vivinsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12886116106220149141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1481090727194499766.post-3386153220758343745</id><published>2008-01-01T18:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T03:00:00.462-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Year 2008! happy new year....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life hasn't been much better...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;currently is undergoing the driver course and going to take TP next week... (hopefully this time there's no more changes)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Class 4 driving licence haha, is there anything cooler than that? To me, all that I am doing is just "one day pass one day" until the day I ORD and wished that that this year there is a university that will accept me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Year 2007....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last year, there were a lot of moments thou mostly I personally would rather I forget them.&lt;br /&gt;As jun said, it's a year that we graduated from polytechnic and gotten our diploma cert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cried, laugh, was angry, was sad and learned to accept the unacceptable this year...&lt;br /&gt;It's the year I entered army and learned that the world isn't what I pictured it to be...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fail my last year resolution terribly....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got myself in to countless of conversation regarding my 'religion or believe', "free thinker"&lt;br /&gt;and in those conversation I sort of understand even further why i chose to be free thinker.&lt;br /&gt;Not like in the earlier days where by it may be just pure ignorance of a supreme and the believe in science that let me into being a free thinker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simple put to me, i still believe in science where by all the things just happened naturally cause it all happened at the right place, at the right time. And if I was ever wrong, that there really must be creator of all this, I believe "it" is just the one and only but he is not in the form of Jesus or Buddha but rather he is all the same one... (and maybe "it" is a female too...)&lt;br /&gt;Thus I free think, thus I am a free thinker....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Year 2007,&lt;br /&gt;Met a lot of new people but sadly they are all guyz..,&lt;br /&gt;and the most common topic of all is the opposite---"girls"&lt;br /&gt;and I can 'sompa gua ji gua lan pa' that it will come to a point where they ask,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;They: U have a girl friend?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Me: No...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;They: cannot be lar u this kind no girl friend...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Me: but really dun have what...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;They: liew, I this kind obese also have girl friend u dun have...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Me:....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;They: then u surely have girl friend before right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Me: yeah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;They: how many?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Me: 1...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;They: y break? or how long together before u all break?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Me: a few months... I dun even know y I break up...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(after this point, I would get a little emotional or sometimes none at all cause i got rather immune... But everything would just flashed back across... that may cause me to lose sleep over a few nights...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Me: not compatible bah... though I really loved her &amp;amp; I believe she did love me during that period of time...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;They: I see...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;One and a half year le bah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There hasn't been a single day/night I dun think of her even if it's just a second...&lt;br /&gt;Thou I understand and accepted it and even learn to laugh at it...&lt;br /&gt;As I gave myself a reason...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2008 resolution: get a driving licence, get in university, expand social circle and have fun... and if can more than 3, be cool and smile more =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;U were always the one...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it's just that I'm not the one for u...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1481090727194499766-3386153220758343745?l=vivinsy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivinsy.blogspot.com/feeds/3386153220758343745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1481090727194499766&amp;postID=3386153220758343745' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1481090727194499766/posts/default/3386153220758343745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1481090727194499766/posts/default/3386153220758343745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivinsy.blogspot.com/2008/01/year-2008-happy-new-year.html' title=''/><author><name>Vivinsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12886116106220149141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1481090727194499766.post-2606934797981262259</id><published>2007-11-13T05:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T06:15:48.239-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Rusty haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO much for new blog when so far it has only two miserable post..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hai...&lt;br /&gt;I guess every time I blog, it will just be on sad things cause only when sad things happen to me then I will have the urge to blog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IS LIFE FAIR?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really could not answer that question... cause it has been really good to me but at another hand it is really cruel and torturous...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah...&lt;br /&gt;I suffered another setback in life I would say...&lt;br /&gt;people would kill me if they ever reads this, and I know they will cause I would kill myself for whining at such a puny thing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just graduated from signal insitute, and I have been posted to 163 SQN (air force) as a signaller...&lt;br /&gt;A lot people goes like wah... air force... sure good life, sure slack...&lt;br /&gt;But me on the other hand got really disappointed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I ever wanted was to stay back to become a CSO in signal insitute so that I could teach and at least enjoy army at least...&lt;br /&gt;I worked hard for it... and I dare to say I did suffered a fair share to rightfully deserve a place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But no... fate just likes to toy with me... me: NGOH SI YAN...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why??? why??? why??? I would just ask myself over and over again... why has it happens once again...&lt;br /&gt;Always farking suay, farking unlucky... (that's y I am pessimistic)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story goes...&lt;br /&gt;I already been norminated to stay back in SI to be a CSO, but however due to some reasons, I was not chosen due to CPB posting...&lt;br /&gt;In-deep story...&lt;br /&gt;I was chosen to stay at SI to be CSO but however, my name was picked out and replaced by someone thus I was posted to 3 sig Bn however I think someone helped me get into air force...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just isn't fair!!!!@!@!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just hope everything is steady in 163 SQN...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I would grow stronger out of it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1481090727194499766-2606934797981262259?l=vivinsy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivinsy.blogspot.com/feeds/2606934797981262259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1481090727194499766&amp;postID=2606934797981262259' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1481090727194499766/posts/default/2606934797981262259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1481090727194499766/posts/default/2606934797981262259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivinsy.blogspot.com/2007/11/rusty-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>Vivinsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12886116106220149141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1481090727194499766.post-8161997733342835862</id><published>2007-09-28T07:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T17:41:02.083-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Life couldn't get any better I must say... The life as a signal operator... =DDD &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Firstly, the food there is splendid and simply any meal there is like 100000 times better than what I used to had in BMTC...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With a good meal, anything else is seems nicer also though the fact everything is really unbelievably "god-liked"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is it a blessing? or my destiny that I was really destine to go to signaller school other than OCS or Sispec...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Reason why it is so great:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1) It is not an infantry vocation&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2) I am not in IC2 but fortunately I am in IC1 course...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3) ultimate freedom nothing I can ask more...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4) Get to choose to eat Muslims...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5) e-mart break until sianz...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6) Every wed nite out...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7) Ever Friday book out...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8) No out field...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9) Everyday 6.30pm OTOT...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10) No physical training but rather a lot of studying...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;11) Can order outsider food as and when we like during OTOT...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;12) many many more...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeah... it is a blessing...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signaller... just for slackers like me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signallers are better than other non infantry vocation like medic! why?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Simply because though we get combat pay, we do not have to do road march but rather just drive an unimog vehicle. (only applies to IC1 peeps like me ^_^)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- We do not have to jab ourselves...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;IC1 the best of the best! cause we get to learn driving as well as an useful technical skill of signalling... ( driver cum signaller )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We do not have to lay lines or carry manpack to march along with commander. All we do is just drive to the location designated and set up the antenna... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wahaha... si beh song!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But there are also bad parts...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The lessons are freaking boring and mostly is self-study.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Got 8 course module to complete within 8weeks...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am the course IC... agrhhh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can u believe it... not bunk IC, not platoon IC but course IC...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When falling in in my platoon for my first lunch...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was fidgeting in the file talking to Ben... when cause the sergent walking towards my direction I faster stay still...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sergent Tay:" eh... u noh. Ngoh? right? come, come out..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: "huh? me? yes sergent. Yes? "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sergent Tay:" U... u IC... platoon IC... "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: " yes sergent." ( was thinking oh fucking shit...)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My second last lesson of the day before booking out...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sergent Tay: "So now u all know ur individual roles as different ICs right?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Platoon: "yes sergent!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sergent Tay: " Eh so btw the platoon IC will be change every week."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: "yes sergent."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sergent Tay: " U think what? Not u lar... U course IC, not platoon IC..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: "huh?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sergent Tay: " Course IC dun change one only platoon IC change... here take these nominal rolls"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: (holy farking shit... agrhhh 1 week IC buay tong liao still course IC...) "yes sergent."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not easy really though I already know it but I never really expect it to be so challenging especially dealing with mono intake and Pes PB people...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Furthermore I do not know the command well and never become IC before...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They can really dun give a shit about u and live in their own world...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I on the other hand really trying my very best not to get this platoon into any form of trouble or punishments.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115418438573010738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_grTZMS2B-g0/Rv2d95ygrzI/AAAAAAAAABE/iZqho9ncP_w/s400/IMG_0739.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1481090727194499766-8161997733342835862?l=vivinsy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivinsy.blogspot.com/feeds/8161997733342835862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1481090727194499766&amp;postID=8161997733342835862' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1481090727194499766/posts/default/8161997733342835862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1481090727194499766/posts/default/8161997733342835862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivinsy.blogspot.com/2007/09/life-couldnt-get-any-better-i-must-say.html' title=''/><author><name>Vivinsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12886116106220149141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_grTZMS2B-g0/Rv2d95ygrzI/AAAAAAAAABE/iZqho9ncP_w/s72-c/IMG_0739.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1481090727194499766.post-4225581081852955600</id><published>2007-09-22T07:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-22T08:26:35.631-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wow...&lt;br /&gt;a new blog?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup, that's right...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gees, how long has it been? seen I ever written a post but I guess the feeling just kicks in...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's a day before I am posted to my new unit as signaller operator...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dare say I was really disappointed with my posting but then I really learn to accept fate and destiny that has always been so unfair to me... (though I am really truly very fortunate..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"BRING IT ON U FREAKING CURSE...", "I WILL ACCEPT UR CHALLENGE..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it is just my personality, but I really dun liked to be command by other ppl or call other ppl Sergent or Sir...&lt;br /&gt;So for me to be "men" is really quite disappointing... When I had really worked hard to strive to go command school, to pass IPPT and SOC...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah whatever, all because of a freaking medical officer whom because of time constraint refrained me from entering the command sch which i indeed desire so much...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There goes the extra few hundred bucks per month...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps it is a blessing in disguise, signaller after all is a skill profession and I get to learn knowledge out of it... and they are well treated once they are posted to a unit...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough of unhappy stuff lol...&lt;br /&gt;Here are some of the photos which marks my memorable BMT life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113045829919223506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_grTZMS2B-g0/RvUwF5ygrtI/AAAAAAAAAAU/tkEIJlYIl54/s320/CIMG1257.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Orion platoon 1 section 3... the fittest section ever...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113045842804125410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_grTZMS2B-g0/RvUwGpygruI/AAAAAAAAAAc/TXl0oLLRwEY/s320/CIMG1260.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Platoon 1 fun bunch of peeps...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113045847099092722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_grTZMS2B-g0/RvUwG5ygrvI/AAAAAAAAAAk/BxYMof8Yq4g/s320/CIMG1274.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Me and my buddy Jing Rong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113045855689027330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_grTZMS2B-g0/RvUwHZygrwI/AAAAAAAAAAs/jTg9elEizdU/s320/CIMG1275.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;plus Aik Eng... lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113045864278961938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 329px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 232px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="264" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_grTZMS2B-g0/RvUwH5ygrxI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Ccqm6QqyhOw/s320/CIMG1293.JPG" width="391" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Everyone.... =D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;more photos coming up... soon...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1481090727194499766-4225581081852955600?l=vivinsy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivinsy.blogspot.com/feeds/4225581081852955600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1481090727194499766&amp;postID=4225581081852955600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1481090727194499766/posts/default/4225581081852955600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1481090727194499766/posts/default/4225581081852955600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivinsy.blogspot.com/2007/09/wow.html' title=''/><author><name>Vivinsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12886116106220149141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_grTZMS2B-g0/RvUwF5ygrtI/AAAAAAAAAAU/tkEIJlYIl54/s72-c/CIMG1257.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
