Monday, December 24, 2012
Sunday, November 25, 2012
To the Field
Field camp finally came. In a flash. This is going to be a really tough week. I hope i can survive through this ordeal. I dunno. I dunno how to pull through. I dunno how to endure through this. I dunno what i can do.
Clouds, please give me strength.....
Clouds, please give me strength.....
Friday, November 23, 2012
Mama
After
21 years of marriage, my wife wanted me to take another woman out to
dinner and a movie. She said, “I love you, but I know this other woman
loves you and would love to spend some time with you.”
The other woman that my wife wanted me to visit was my MOTHER, who has been a widow for 19 years, but the demands of my work and my three children had made it possible to visit her only occasionally
. That night I called to invite her to go out for dinner and a movie. “What’s wrong, are you well?” she asked.
My mother is the type of woman who suspects that a late night call or a surprise invitation is a sign of bad news. “I thought that it would be pleasant to spend some time with you,” I responded. “Just the two of us.” She thought about it for a moment, and then said, “I would like that very much.”
That Friday after work, as I drove over to pick her up I was a bit nervous. When I arrived at her house, I noticed that she, too, seemed to be nervous about our date. She waited in the door with her coat on. She had curled her hair and was wearing the dress that she had worn to celebrate her last wedding anniversary. She smiled from a face that was as radiant as an angel’s. “I told my friends that I was going to go out with my son, and they were impressed, “she said, as she got into the car. “They can’t wait to hear about our meeting.”
We went to a restaurant that, although not elegant, was very nice and cozy. My mother took my arm as if she were the First Lady. After we sat down, I had to read the menu. Her eyes could only read large print. Half way through the entries, I lifted my eyes and saw Mom sitting there staring at me. A nostalgic smile was on her lips. “It was I who used to have to read the menu when you were small,” she said. “Then it’s time that you relax and let me return the favor,” I responded. During the dinner, we had an agreeable conversation – nothing extraordinary but catching up on recent events of each other’s life. We talked so much that we missed the movie. As we arrived at her house later, she said, “I’ll go out with you again, but only if you let me invite you.” I agreed.
“How was your dinner date?” asked my wife when I got home. “Very nice. Much more so than I could have imagined,” I answered.
A few days later, my mother died of a massive heart attack. It happened so suddenly that I didn’t have a chance to do anything for her. Some time later, I received an envelope with a copy of a restaurant receipt from the same place mother and I had dined. An attached note said: “I paid this bill in advance. I wasn’t sure that I could be there; but nevertheless, I paid for two plates – one for you and the other for your wife. You will never know what that night meant for me. I love you, son.”
The other woman that my wife wanted me to visit was my MOTHER, who has been a widow for 19 years, but the demands of my work and my three children had made it possible to visit her only occasionally
. That night I called to invite her to go out for dinner and a movie. “What’s wrong, are you well?” she asked.
My mother is the type of woman who suspects that a late night call or a surprise invitation is a sign of bad news. “I thought that it would be pleasant to spend some time with you,” I responded. “Just the two of us.” She thought about it for a moment, and then said, “I would like that very much.”
That Friday after work, as I drove over to pick her up I was a bit nervous. When I arrived at her house, I noticed that she, too, seemed to be nervous about our date. She waited in the door with her coat on. She had curled her hair and was wearing the dress that she had worn to celebrate her last wedding anniversary. She smiled from a face that was as radiant as an angel’s. “I told my friends that I was going to go out with my son, and they were impressed, “she said, as she got into the car. “They can’t wait to hear about our meeting.”
We went to a restaurant that, although not elegant, was very nice and cozy. My mother took my arm as if she were the First Lady. After we sat down, I had to read the menu. Her eyes could only read large print. Half way through the entries, I lifted my eyes and saw Mom sitting there staring at me. A nostalgic smile was on her lips. “It was I who used to have to read the menu when you were small,” she said. “Then it’s time that you relax and let me return the favor,” I responded. During the dinner, we had an agreeable conversation – nothing extraordinary but catching up on recent events of each other’s life. We talked so much that we missed the movie. As we arrived at her house later, she said, “I’ll go out with you again, but only if you let me invite you.” I agreed.
“How was your dinner date?” asked my wife when I got home. “Very nice. Much more so than I could have imagined,” I answered.
A few days later, my mother died of a massive heart attack. It happened so suddenly that I didn’t have a chance to do anything for her. Some time later, I received an envelope with a copy of a restaurant receipt from the same place mother and I had dined. An attached note said: “I paid this bill in advance. I wasn’t sure that I could be there; but nevertheless, I paid for two plates – one for you and the other for your wife. You will never know what that night meant for me. I love you, son.”
Tuesday, November 13, 2012
Sunday, October 21, 2012
Guard Duty!
I had my guard duty this week. It was suppperrr relax!!! Relax is only applicable for my shift. Only that particular shift! Well...i didn't choose it. Me and my friend let the others choose first (they keep changing their mind! *curse them*) and then we took the last available shift. Nth shift sentry at the ferry terminal. It turned out to be the best one because that shift is the only one-time shift. The first few shift personnel have to be on duty again after our shift haha! The prowlers have to do a few shifts throughout the night as well, not to mention that they have to walk around Tekong.
I had a good rest that day because i slept like 8pm till my shift. Then me and my friend guarded the ferry terminal for quite a while. At midnight, there was no one booking in or out. So it was quite an easy job. But we couldn't move around or do anything so we basically kept each other company by chatting all the way. I got praised for doing my job as well (i won't reveal much here). One of the rare things that you can be happy about in Tekong. Finally, our shift ended and we passed over to the others before heading back to sleep till 6am. Woke up for breakfast before going back to our company for another 3 hours of rest~
I think i am quite lucky because due to guard duty, i managed to skip running in the rain as well as the cadence run in the following morning. Then aqua jog was cancelled. All the activities that i detest did not happen.
I had a good rest that day because i slept like 8pm till my shift. Then me and my friend guarded the ferry terminal for quite a while. At midnight, there was no one booking in or out. So it was quite an easy job. But we couldn't move around or do anything so we basically kept each other company by chatting all the way. I got praised for doing my job as well (i won't reveal much here). One of the rare things that you can be happy about in Tekong. Finally, our shift ended and we passed over to the others before heading back to sleep till 6am. Woke up for breakfast before going back to our company for another 3 hours of rest~
I think i am quite lucky because due to guard duty, i managed to skip running in the rain as well as the cadence run in the following morning. Then aqua jog was cancelled. All the activities that i detest did not happen.
Saturday, October 13, 2012
I am out again! Yes i survived another week. This week was particularly slack because we have to rest well before the IPPT test. I failed again, at 2.4 run. But i can see that i had improved. 2.4km does not seem as long compared to my 1st try. I hope i can pass at the next IPPT so that i can book out early and say goodbye to the shitty aqua jog!
And some film crew came over for some filming. They borrowed one of our bunks in my company for the film set haha! And also we shouted very loudly when they were recording our physical training lol. "HALF LEFT READYYYY!!"
I think they were filming "Ah boy to men" cause the bunk look exactly like ours!!
And some film crew came over for some filming. They borrowed one of our bunks in my company for the film set haha! And also we shouted very loudly when they were recording our physical training lol. "HALF LEFT READYYYY!!"
I think they were filming "Ah boy to men" cause the bunk look exactly like ours!!
Friday, October 5, 2012
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