Wednesday, October 22, 2008

HE TALKS BUT NO ONE LISTENS, SO HE SHOT THE BIRD

22 October 2008
Wednesday (30 Degree Celsius)
Night @ 2000 (Singapore Time)
Listen: 断线 by 万芳
Mood: *I am free today*

Finally, I can take a breather…

I have been busy since my kid brother wedding in early September… then my Best friend wedding, then go Phuket, then go Hong Kong, then go ICT… Every week also rushing for time, not to mention a couple of them burnt for races… Oh well…

ICT briefing went exceptionally well, except that I am like the oldest chap there. No kidding, my men/peers/superior all damn young; in their early to mid twenties. So bird is the oldest and most kuai Lan chap around. It’s a strange feeling, putting on my camouflage uniform like 10 years later. I can still fit in (barely) and once in it, vulgarities just spew forth in a damn poetic way that would make Shakespeare blush. I am equally amazing how much time the Army can waste, just so objectives are met…seems like not everything will change for better or for worse, particularly after a decade…

Finally also, compile my kid brother’s letters during my free time today. Honey away for meet-the-buddies-session so here I am, all free to do whatever I need to do… Figuratively speaking, beside the 6 days in Hong Kong, we practically meet like every day/night. Amazing hor… But we enjoy the time together… Awwww. Had dinner alone tonight, it does feel a little weird, without her by my side. Alas, we do need our personal time, sometimes, yes, sometimes, not too often though… heee

Oh yes, organizing a BBQ for my long-time buddies. Hopefully all can turn up, but I seriously doubt it. The most is 2 persons and if I am lucky, 3… Haha, I don’t have many friends and I am not ashamed of it. Why need so many when all you need is a few; carefully selected, through thick and thin and bonded by a single belief of faith and friendship.

Moving on, the Car side winder mirror and LCD panel miraculously recovered! Oh damn, don’t know when would it die on me again but what the heck, that’s life; You win nothing and lose everything.

Since like also, I got nothing much to update, I shall end with a joke… a short one

A lady lost 3 panties in her house. She blamed her maid in front of her husband.

The maid replied: “Sir! You should know very well I don't wear any underwear!"

断线 by 万芳

风筝不该有名字, 卒子不该过河
流浪不该有什么方向
旅途中宝贝你别回头

童年不该长大, 姑娘不该年老
邻居不该在那年搬走
落泪时情人你别掉头

走过的路是一串深浅分明的脚印
寄出的信是一张收不回的心情
不知去向的是忘了昨天的我
爱过的是断了线的你

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