(Source: spiritualinspiration, via littlethingsaboutgod)

depressing walls

depressing, those walls are just depressing. and most of the time life is unfair, to those who have given so much. #harshreality. it’s really saddening. 

roaming around for a couple of hours at Bkt Merah Library lifted my spirits a bit…having those few quiet hours alone to flip through random books that interested me. even borrowed a few that i think i’ll take my time to read post-centipede…maybe i’ll even make it my own ‘assignment’, you know, jot down key points and ideas here and there, keep myself meaningfully occupied a bit. watching a couple of episodes of HIMYM helped too…i think it’s really interesting how the characters’ lives mirrors that of the every-day-man-in-the-street, and how easy it is to relate to the plot!

anyway, will be disappearing for some time…ex.centipede here we come!!

hoo-ha, we’re here

i wonder what i’m doing up at such a late hour…considering how shagged out i should be. have a fair bit to get off my chest, and i suppose there’s no better place to do it here (though strictly speaking, this isn’t exactly private but wtv)

it’s been one heck of a week for me, especially on the emotional side…this has probably been the most sian week for me out of the six so far; for some reason, the dao/emo/introverted/don’t-feel-like-talking-to-anyone side of me resurfaced again. nonetheless very grateful that my 2x fam shoots this week went without any mishap…although we got back very late on monday night i.e. midnight and still had to clean and send, which lasted till an unearthly hour. and with reveille as usual, we experienced the feeling of death the next morning. friday’s one was cool because of the sheer power of the stuff we were handling, though i think the long wait sort of mitigated that. even the platoon cohesion lunch/outing we had on thursday didn’t cheer me up that much, though it was my first time lanning with such a big group of people (12-16?); COD:MW3 is quite fun after all. 

and to close the week, i experienced fast march for the first time ever -phew, if you thought route march was bad, well….i have nothing to say…you can try running in FBO for 35mins. got back to bunk real late after that shagging experience to the devastating news that the situation at home had spiraled out of control and that my mum has been admitted for a couple of weeks :/ and straight after i went down for out-ration, got the news that i was due for weekend duty the very next day at 8am…wtf, no better timing than just before centipede? but anyway, very thankful that after some explaining, i managed to postpone it, having sounded off my situation to my PC and that i’d like to see my mum before disappearing off this island for xx days. it’s really heartwarming to have officers who care enough for their men to empathize…really respect. so…booked out super duper late and got home at 2330, and got home even later to be filled in on what’s happened by my dad. looks like i’m going to have a long and tiring weekend ): and then centipede, here i come.

sigh.

this is what runs through my mind most of the time when i’m pissed off.

and tougher i am.

)’:

confronting reality, now :/

HAHAHA. felt this way a couple of times this week. apparently it seems that the majority of “officers-to-be” have some sort of magical charm.

till my imagination started dying off ):