Last Day of Reservist

[Friday, 12 November, 2010]

I spent the morning surfing, planning and blogging. I left for reservist straight without catching a wink. I met up Kang at the control station and he tempted me to get breakfast at a shop nearer to the bus interchange. I was expecting them to charge me an extra dollar for extra ingredient but I had to fork out two dollars and thirty cents, which I felt was cheated. Kang was quite worried that Terry would cause us to miss the base ferry and I assured him that we could even afford to miss one SBS bus to get there.

Kang made a move fast after checking out from the guard room and he managed to get into the squadron bus. I persuaded the NSF to squeeze in as well and there was only an additional place at the front, which Terry and I decided to give a miss. We took the base ferry instead and I was glad to meet Yutong. We had to walk a much longer distance to get into our headquarter.

While unwrapping the wooden chopsticks, I was injured by the sharp surface. I was not sure if any wood strap did get into my index finger but it hurt and irritated me for the entire day.

I started playing pool with Teng, and dart and Chinese chess with Terry. Finally, we moved to the table tennis table outside and I realised I had forgotten totally how to play the sport. After losing six sets straight to him, I got a hand of it and raced eight sets before losing another set. The final score was ten to seven. He gave up his bat to another guy and I won another two sets before calling for a break. I was drenched by my sweat but managed to doze off after some time.

I took a late lunch before playing table soccer with Terry and Yutong, and other NSmen. I dozed off a couple of times again to rest my back. Everyone was getting restless and we were extremely disappointed to be out-processed at 5pm sharp. We took Peter Chan’s car to Novena again. Terry was meeting his friend and thus I left without him.

It was already over 6pm when I reached home and thus I did not join my ex colleagues at Changi, considering that they were meeting at 5pm and it would take more than an hour for me to get there. I worked on my website instead and started dozing off.


Pool with Guoxin Early in the Morning

[Friday, 27 August, 2010]

The day began like usual, as I was doing my usual stuffs such as blogging and web building. I finally finished up the tiny bottle of weird tasting herbal liquor that my younger brother bought from Europe, followed by filling my stomach with some cornflake. I thought I could sleep early after that.

I continued on the new page for SmokeForWhat when my elder brother gave me an url of a job. As I was trying to send my resume to the company, Guoxin responded fast in Facebook and we decided to meet up. He reached my place very soon and I was stunned by the speed. We travelled to Bukit Timah Shopping Centre and I could feel the danger in his car. When we were about to reach, he did not look at the traffic light and we could be killed if the road was not empty.

We started playing pool. Our skill differed too much and I made it too easy for him to thrash me. We were the noisiest among the three tables. We changed topics fast somehow since we had too much to catch up. We were missing the old times where the big group of us would go out together.

After that, we went for breakfast at the Prata shop near my place where we continued to chat until around 7am. I did not sleep immediately after that and instead, I uploaded the new quiz for SmokeForWhat. Eventually I went to bed at around 9am after Guoxin gave me feedbacks about SmokeForWhat.

After waking up at around 3pm, I was slacking throughout the day, surfing the net, chatting with brothers and trying out new Command and Conquer maps alone.


Games Over

It was time to say goodbye to the days of playing pool, table tennis and table soccer for free. After moving to another building, seven of us were stuck in a small room with poor reception.

I needed much more privacy in order to do my planning for my future and also, new websites.

I was lucky except for the travelling part. The gentleman offered to send us out but he was a workaholic who stayed behind for an extra half an hour. I would not have minded if it was a normal day, but I intended to go back to my office to feel the air before the start of the volleyball game – I could not make it on time.

The games were awesome in the absence of someone. After sleeping in different positions over the past few days, my right arm was numbed and thus, injured, such that I could not really perform. We played till late and I had my dinner just before midnight with Kachua at the prata shop near my house.


Third Idling Day

Things did not turn out as planned, which was usual. I thought I could spend lots of time reading but someone spoke over the phone as loud as gangster like as if the entire room’s people wanted to hear his long meaningless conversation. I tried to sleep but the sound was too loud.

I tried to do some planning for new websites but friends came over to inspect me. I could never start anything without my privacy, nor did I want to explain what I was going to do, and I never had the energy to broadcast my plan.

I was amazed of myself to wake up in the middle of a lecture, not knowing when it was started. I was also impressed with my appetite that I could finish my lunch after late breakfast for the second day.

I spent most of the free time playing the table soccer and table tennis, and also a little bit of pool.


I made Mockery

I finally dated my girlfriend out after not seeing her for four days.

When she messaged me online, I replied her slow. And when she mentioned she was going to reach the destination early, I told her I was leaving my house. When she nearly reached the place, I had not even boarded the bus. She even tried to send me a message in case I would be thinking that she was angry, but I did not reply her.

After we met up, I told her I was going to have dinner with another girl I met online. It was 5.30pm and my date was at 8pm.

She had plans for the evening – getting movie tickets, having a good dinner together with me and playing at the arcade, which I enjoyed so much. At least, I knew beforehand we had agreed to catch a movie.

I was busy all along, holding my phone, calling other girls and replying SMSes.

My girlfriend looked very sad and disappointed. I suggested going to play pool, which she accepted just because of me.

On the bus, she knocked onto my ear, which was swollen after I pierced despite her disapproval, simply to remind myself of the pain given by my ex-girlfriend.

During the game, I did not stop replying SMSes from the girls. It was a less than an hour of game before I had to rush off to meet the girls. I continued to enjoy the messages from the girls on the bus in front of my disappointed girlfriend.

I said sorry uncountable times that night, knowing I would do it again.

Would you ever put yourself in others’ shoes and think of how they would feel? Would you not do something that you do not want others to do to you?