never in my life i know singaporean can go so crazy. correction, singapore teens haha. last night count down was one wild and crazy, outrages massive orgy down right in the central area of singapore.

ambush was everywhere, alot of temp stores were set up to sell spray cans, and they don't care who u are or WHAT u are, they just shoot u. so me and my gang decided, if u can't beat them, join them.

we got ourself a carton of spray can, that would 48, and there we go, spraying at everyone that bypass us, to a point that their whole head were totally cover in foam! =x

yes i know that's mean, but its xmas anyway =p. and we got return fire back too, and we're running ard town like little kids once again. the final showdown came when the clock strike 12 when everyone open fire, using whatever ammo they're left with, and wohoo, singapore was snowing for the moment!

so that's the tale of the 8 little overgrown kids being mischievous during xmas eve haha.

Merry Christmas To One And All =)

Another Friday, it's another raining friday. this week seems to pass relatively fast, so much to learn, so little time. i've been officially transfer to the HQ department to be the OPS spec. and so i attended this lecture with pioneers on financial Planning and the lecturer made me realise so many things i gotta do. soon i'll be studying in uni, and soon my mum can't support me, and soon i've to support myself and my mum. school fees gonna be one big BIG headache, but i guess working while studying should be okay, well at least andrea is doing fine juggling with her studies and work. sometimes looking back, signing on with the army doesn't seems so bad after all, no more money-worries, and u'll get a stable income. if not for mummy objection, i guess i would have signed on.

i was having this urge to cut my hair, so i did. and it was a grave mistake. my hair's now so short amd raw, i look so much like a monkey. haha =p

i always thot taking charge was no problem for me.i was so wrong.

what's the use of holding the Silver Bayonet, what's the use of having more power, higher authorities, when u'll be having more responsibilities, more worries, or maybe losing a best buddy?

i never dream of becoming the platoon sergeant, nor even think of controlling my own fellow course mates. but someone gotta do the dirty job. command and control was never part of me when i was born, and needless to say leadership. but now i'm throw into a position i barely can compromise.

i guess i'll have to face it someday, my role, my responsibilities,and the sacrifices i have to make.

i feel like wearing purple.