Saturday, May 13

NDP Rehearsal

NDP rehearsal: 3 hrs of baking under the sun. did not happen >> si awan was gracious, and offered to take the full brunt of the sang mentari.

got quite a shock - entered the camp where the rehearsal was held; saw the words

WELCOME TO THE HOME OF THE GUNNERS..

and well, i was thinking i'm in Highbury.. yay! (then, of course i woke up and realised its just an artillery unit camp..; and that arsenal don't play at highbury no more..)

anw rehearsal was as long and draggy as it could get, but at least, we had one think in mind - BOOK OUT!!!

thank God for BookOut.. and monday off!

but then, the rehearsal was interrupted by Cat 1 lightning storm. oh well.. and its really quite nice to see how we go from a whole bunch of blur cocks to a contingent worthy of NDP. which i'm beginning to suspect that logically theres a very high chance of me actually participating in.. which is OKAAAY lah..




Anw, i took my first neo-card today - with WZ.. i think they're so much more worth it than neoprints. my poor old ancient neoprint, all faded and pasted sumwhere.. does that serve the purpose of the neoprint of remembrance, and preservance?

oh i so miss my AMK and the north (mi fam used to go Yishun)... the south east doesnt appeal, the west's onli charm used to be its isolation, and now with my base at cck, that isolation and mystery surrounding it is gone..

i've visited these places over the past few weeks, and realise what attracts me to them is the memories i hv stored like datachips lying all over the place. even when they change/renovate.. its stored beneath.. which, i guess, is why u can't change ur hometown..

ahh.. wonder what nostalgia is.. is it.. an acknowledgement of change, and acceptance that the past won't come back? but then whats there to be sad abt that? that the past is dead? which means nostalgia is a feeling of sadness caused by loss..

was watching homevideos dating back from ages ago.. realised the benp of old.. the little boy climbing up x-mas trees and building sandcastles.. he's gone.. forever.. and his little irritating brother who nvr failed to annoy him in the past - he's gone too.. well, not fully lah.. =) its a change for the better.. but still we feel nostalgic.. why?

wonder if my children wld be anything like me..

man i'm so hungry.. even after eating two lunches.. the later one being at 3pm. i'm so gonna get gastric again - curse of switching from army life to civilian life on a weekly basis.. grr..

oh well.. LG, life's good, Lieutenant General.. blabbering liao

Ok. out..

oh yes. good luck to my first love of my life - Liverpool F.C... FA Cup...

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