Bye bye '07.

last day of 2007! this year has zoomed by very fast..

-graduated from school and no longer a student.
-worked for some time at a real fun place before crossing over to a new level in my life: NS.
-got into bmtc1 f-coy for bmt and passed it safely, with the many happenings at the field camp and re re sitests.
-got posted to RP and will start the RP journey 100108.
-many new members in the family- the cousins and the nephews.

little surprises to expect from the coming yr, i mean whats there much to expect of a ns man's life?

thanks.. to the people who came into my life in this entire yr, to the people who left too.. to those who love me, to those who hate me, you guys made me grew up alot. to those whom gave me lots of good advise, said things that helped me grew up and made a better me.. thanks a lot! love ya all..

quotes: Zahidah's.

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One day a man saw an old lady, stranded on the side of the road, but even in the dim light of day, he could see she needed help. So he pulled up in front of her Mercedes and got out. His Pontiac was still sputtering when he approached her. Even with the smile on his face, she was worried. No one had stopped to help for the last hour or so. Was he going to hurt her? He didn't look safe; he looked poor and hungry. He could see that she was frightened, standing out there in the cold. He knew how she felt. It was those chills which only fear can put in you.

He said, 'I'm here to help you, ma'am. Why don't you wait in the car where it's warm? By the way, my name is Bryan Anderson.' Well, all she had was a flat tire, but for an old lady, that was bad enough.

Bryan crawled under the car looking for a place to put the jack, skinning his knuckles a time or two. Soon he was able to change the tire.. But he had to get dirty and his hands hurt.

As he was tightening up the lug nuts, she rolled down the window and began to talk to him. She told him that she was from St. Louis and was only just passing through. She couldn't thank him enough for coming to her aid.

Bryan just smiled as he closed her trunk. The lady asked how much she owed him. Any amount would have been all right with her. She already imagined all the awful things that could have happened had he not stopped. Bryan never thought twice about being paid. This was not a job
to him. This was helping someone in need, and God knows there were plenty, who had given him a hand in the past. He had lived his whole life that way, and it never occurred to him to act any other way.

He told her that if she really wanted to pay him back, the next time she saw someone who needed help, she could give that person the assistance they needed, and Bryan added, 'And think of me.'

He waited until she started her car and drove off. It had been a cold and depressing day, but he felt good as he headed for home, disappearing into the twilight.

A few miles down the road the lady saw a small cafe. She went in to grab a bite to eat, and take the chill off before she made the last leg of her trip home. It was a dingy looking restaurant. Outside were two old gas pumps. The whole scene was unfamiliar to her. The waitress came over and brought a clean towel to wipe her wet hair. She had a sweet smile, one that even being on her feet for the whole day couldn't erase. The lady noticed the waitress was nearly eight months pregnant, but she never let the strain and aches change her attitude. The old lady
wondered how someone who had so little could be so giving to a stranger.

Then she remembered Bryan.

After the lady finished her meal, she paid with a hundred dollar bill. The waitress quickly went to get change for her hundred dollar bill, but the old lady had slipped right out the door. She was gone by the time the waitress came back. The waitress wondered where the lady could be. Then she noticed something written on the napkin.

There were tears in her eyes when she read what the lady wrote: 'You don't owe me anything. I have been there too. Somebody once helped me out, the way I'm helping you. If you really want to pay me back, here is what you do: Do not let this chain of love end with you.'

Under the napkin were four more $100 bills.

Well, there were tables to clear, sugar bowls to fill, and people to serve, but the waitress made it through another day. That night when she got home from work and climbed into bed, she was thinking about the money and what the lady had written. How could the lady have known how
much she and her husband needed it? With the baby due next month, it was going to be hard....

She knew how worried her husband was, and as he lay sleeping next to her, she gave him a soft kiss and whispered soft and low, 'Everything's going to be all right. I love you, Bryan Anderson.'

There is an old saying 'What goes around comes around.'

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Neither here nor there.

i never belonged.

Powerhouse.

i can dance for nuts. haha. cant do it totally. just there to have fun and mainly to meet up with tat and ter.

met up kind of late. but still, braved through the long q, cos Tat got some friends who brought us in without q-ing! haha.. had breakfast at mac's after that too.. alone thou cos they went home le haha.. some how i suddenly miss the times i spent alone again..

totally hearts this kind of outing with the right peeps. helps me to unscrew from all the tension that is slowly killing me..!

Out for fun?

day filled with fun and lots of food! had buffet lunch at japs with cousins, followed by meeting jb for shopping at bugis. looked ard but theres no catch. wanted to get some clothes for cny la.. *opps actually bought some liao still wanna buy haha.* saw a shirt though. but didnt get it. YET! haa. met up with the rest of the gang afterwards for dinner and chill out at short street. beer and soccer. ended the day by prata afterwards, with special thanks to han for sending the peeps home. hohoho.

Posting is out.

whatever it is. i wish myself good luck. got total no idea what it is about.

POP.

Falcon! falcon! all the way!

Tadaa! with JB, Anwar, Kev, Clement, Toby, Ben.

after 13 weeks. it just zoomed past like this. *snaps finger* initial thought is that is will not be that fast, but the fact is that it has already passed. cleared all the essential lessons and passed out as Private Kho! no more a chao recruit!!

BMTC 1 Falcon Platoon 1

rehearsals for the parade is packed.. even till the night before it. din really liked the long waiting but somehow everyone didnt complaint much yea.. after all its one of the last thing that we can do together..

Hormat, Senja-ta!

its nervous at the very last min in the contingent waiting to go out. stand tall and proud in front of our parents. was afraid of hearing the wrong command, doing the wrong things and making a fool out of myself. thank god, it did not happen.

Salute!

everyone is reluctant to go off after the parade. stayed and took tonnes of photos. its a mixed feeling. on the walk down the lane leading to the ferry terminal.. knowing that we're not coming back to this island anymore.. and that the brothers we fought together side by side won't be there all the time anymore. the feeling is bitter-sweet. for all the songs we sang, rain or shine..

Platoon 1 and PS

Platoon 1 and PC

The Re-re-sitester! Leslie not in pic.

BMTC Roar!

POP Lo!!

I won't forget, its hard to forget. It'll be an important part in my life.. a turning point for me.. a time where i really grew up..

"Pain is a sign that fear is living our bodies."

sick.

i am so sick of dad having so many of his unrealistic dream. enough.

quotes: bluey grey.

“怎么会那样？”趁着距离下一个访问还有些时间，他赶到三藩市咖啡座跟几位老同学会面，没想到沙发还没坐暖便听到这愕然的消息：琦琦自杀了。

喝着熟悉的热巧克力，感觉味道却比平常来得苦涩。脑子里一片空白，隐约划过她在中学穿着啦啦队制服，脸上是那招牌式的阳光笑容；在台上演唱《我愿意》时认真的眼神，还有在毕业典礼上代表全体毕业生上台致词时，眼眶里打转的热泪。

“最后一次见她，也是半年前的事了吧！”安妮突然打破沉默，把我从回忆中拉回现实。“我在逛街时突然碰上她一个人在咖啡座里坐着，但也只是上前聊了几句，当时就有察觉到她的脸色不是很好，已不像以前那么开朗。原以为只不过是因为感情上有些纠纷，没想到她竟然患上忧郁症，最终还…”

“听说她的男友跟黑帮有关系的诶，会不会是对方在外面胡搞乱搞才会搞到这下场？”老是唯恐天下不乱的阿俊插嘴说，突然让我感觉很反感：“好了，不要再说了！”

如果人生是个学习的过程，小学学习解答加不完除不尽的数学题，中学学习面对剪不断理还乱的初恋感情纠纷，大学学习面对即将踏入社会的忧虑与不安，那长大之后要学习的，就是如何面对死亡。家人的离去亲戚患上癌症朋友意外身亡，接二连三的死讯，一波接一波的失落与恐惧感。

最可怕的，不是死亡。而是死亡后，身边的人还得好好活下去。就像是有人毫不留情地把相框里的照片剪掉一半，原本温暖的双人床只剩下一个人的体温，再硬生生地把他与她的影像从发黄的回忆里扒出来。

他在想，如果份量等于重量，这空白的残缺，无疑就是生命中不可承受的轻。血淋淋的伤口，再多的眼泪再多的悲伤再多的思念再多的遗憾再多的愧疚再多的追悼也于事无补。只能面对，接受，放下后，再继续生活。

落地窗外的阳光，好刺眼。他微微地闭上双眼，深深地吸了一口气。突然间，洒下的炙热阳光勾勒出熟悉的背影。“你还在做什么呢？”熟悉的酒窝，耳边还传来那熟悉的微笑。“让自己活得那么不开心，你究竟在做什么呢？”

20 pounds.

that is officially the weight i lost since i enter bmtc 1. 10 solid kg ok!