SAF Medical Review at Payar Lebar Airbase

I started Monday with low morale with the invasion of the rain. It was an unforeseen situation that I did not put into consideration while planning for the afternoon’s medical review at Payar Lebar Airbase; I was too concentrated on planning how to get there on time.

Due to the rain, I did not go home. I started walking toward Clementi MRT station at 1230h after lunch and it was tiring to stand throughout the journey till Eunos MRT station. Bus 94 arrived just in time and soon, after nodding on the bus, I arrived at the main gate.

I exchanged my identification card at the guard house and surrendered my K800i and thumbdrive. As I asked the guard for the direction to the medical centre, he was quite shocked and he surprised me even more when he told me it was more than three bus-stops away. I was glad that I did not go home first since it would further drain off my time.

I passed by the Air Force Museum and Air Force School before reaching a carpark. After making a wrong detour, I finally found the little gate and reached the medical centre. I was actually fifteen minutes earlier. The NSF who served me was Pang and he was friendly.

After waiting for more than half an hour upon the scheduled time, I finally met the MO who was quite a friendly guy as well. The only test he did on me was to ask me to bend forward to touch my toes and the rest were questioning. Like usually, I missed some important points like the effect of walking could even pose minor strain on my lower back. He decided to file my case to the medical board and I was actually not very confident of winning the case. Anyway, if the medical board were to upgrade me to PES B and that if anything were to happen to me during my reservist days, I would definitely spread the fame of SAF.

The journey back to Eunos MRT was much longer somehow for the bus seemed to make a longer trip before the interchange and the traffic was slower.

Skai Chan @ http://sillydumb.com

Another Boring Weekend

I had another boring weekend. The invitation by Gilbert on Saturday afternoon to visit the Marina Barrage was massacred by my laziness. Since his birthday had just passed, I believed his friends might be planning a surprise party for him and thus I did not want to be caught unprepared. Anyway, since he did not prompt me again on Friday night and I was not sure if the plan did resume.

Saturday noon opened my mind towards certain things. I was quite disappointed with my own observation and analysis, because they proved to be true; I could simply write a book about reading human’s basic behaviours and their real intentions.

I was back to updating of video blogs with the usual distractions. My younger brother and I had a couple rounds of Condition Zero and what was being lacked was my elder brother’s involvement.

The most irritating thing that happened on Sunday evening was when my mum told me my younger brother asked me to accompany her downstairs to buy rice. Anyway, she did ask me to accompany her to get the rice a few days ago but my timing could not match with hers. I did not expect her to be actually waiting for me to just to carry the packet of rice for so many days.

I hated the kind of tactic whereby you had to use another person’s name to pressure or force me to do thing especially when it was part of my duty to help out; it seemed hypocrite and was a great turn-off. Often, I turned a deaf ear to her when she tried this but she refused to do things in appropriate way.

Skai Chan @ http://sillydumb.com

Not Even One Percent Accomplished

It was a torture to wake up early. Last Friday, the worst thing almost happened as George suddenly told me he would not be joining me again. I was not sure if everything was planned by the boss to put both of us to work together but it was obvious that I was not very prepared. Luckily he came in after some time to settle things.

Back to the office, I began on my work and aimed to finish off the task by end of the day but my kindness played a prank on me by sending groups of people to halt my plan. My two hours were almost totally perished in the battle against denying of free service to others.

I became frustrated yet helpless. It seemed that everyone was trying their very best to take me for granted; and selfishly they thought they would only take up a little of my time each. The worst thing was when strangers did the same thing and I seriously did not need the fame for extending my responsibility.

Why did people not finish up their own work earlier and start extorting time from others in the last minute? I was being criticized as over-pampering.

While waiting for Jingkun to return for lunch, I took a break inside the toilet just to avoid being found. I was the most pathetic person inside the office and nobody could see my spinning head. Alas, I was told that my face was really pale and I was not surprised.

I was quite relieved once we got out of the gate in Jingkun’s car towards Jurong East. It was supposed to be an enjoyable lunch though I was pressing my heavy head on the back of the seat due to the giddiness, until I received a call from an unknown number. It was from Weiming and he told me to help him out in the afternoon and the last minute task shortened our lunchtime.

The chicken rice tasted fine.

In the afternoon, instead of working on the task I split with George, I was inside one of the computer labs again. Cheng Hong was there all the while and Weiming came in frequently to check the situation.

After the miserable two hours, I was surprised that Jingkun was still around and since he was leaving and that the transferring of files to my thumbdrive failed somehow, I decided not to bring any work home. Jingkun sent me to Jurong East MRT before dropping Daniel at Bukit Batok MRT.

My plan for the day was ruined for the supposed to be completed task was not even one percent accomplished, and I was not sure when arrows would start pointing at me again.

Skai Chan @ http://sillydumb.com

The Weaknesses on the Face

On Thursday, I woke up restlessly even though I slept right after midnight. Meihoe pointed out that my face looked sick recently and I was not sure what was wrong as well.

I thought I could spend the entire day to do my tasked design work but it turned out that my plan failed again. The worst thing was my self-initiative to help George to split the workload since we were working together.

In the afternoon, I played badminton again together with Jingkun, Weitat, Dorothy and Mr Baey. It turned out to be good game. The diving and laughers cleared away all the troubles.

Since the bus-stop next to Clementi MRT was quite crowded, I told Jingkun to put me at somewhere where there was bus 196. He drove to the carpark behind the newly opened West Coast Shopping Centre and I crossed the long bridge to the bus-stop outside NUS high school. It was an irritating journey. There were five Malays at the back of the double decker bus playing loud Malay music and from the reflection on the glass, I saw that the teenage boy was chewing on titbits. All I could think was the group of them would definitely be pests of ITE in future, or perhaps, they might probably stop their education after N levels.

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Badminton without Weitat and Jingkun

Wednesday morning set me up with mixed feeling. I did not do my best this time round. I felt remorseful somehow due to my previous contribution to other groups of people that I failed to keep up with the pace; I was simply too tired.

It was good to work with Mr Baey because he was the first person to teach me things since first day of work. After that, Since Jingkun and Weitat had taken their lunch, I joined Mr Baey, Bernard, Weiming for lunch and Andrew tagged along just to do some shopping. We went to IMM’s food court and I was glad that they were all family men who could not afford to spend much. After lunch, we went to Daiso and Mr Baey treated us to the Japanese drinks, which I felt the price was not very cheap since the can sizes were small.

It became another terror once I got back to office. Before I could sit down on my place to brush up on my work, I got visitors. I was not sure how on earth would people think I was very free that they came to me over and over again for helps which took up lots of time. I would be very pleased to help out once in a while but it had been weekly issues that I felt like switching off my phone at work.

I was sick of repeating my tasks on hands and my personal work, and I hated my privacy being infringed. I boiled up whenever people assumed I was free while seeking helps from me.

I managed to control my temper for the day and Mr Neo somehow saved me without knowing.

It was fun to play badminton with Weiming, Dorothy, Mr Baey, Bernard, Alex and Vivian. Weitat was exhausted from his friend’s wedding and thus could not join us. I was waiting for Jingkun throughout but his laziness and tiredness sent him home directly after work. Sweating out released all the stress and anger.

It was painful to go home in the rain in my slippery after the game with my old injuries on the feet; each step took me great courage. I took usually long to get home.

Skai Chan @ http://sillydumb.com

Bastards on Train

On Tuesday, I woke up earlier than usual since Weitat was on leave and I had to cover up his work in the morning.

I had a tough time for the second hour as the keys were misplaced and it was the first time I used that room. Later on, I was trapped inside since I did not want to chase people off.

In the afternoon, there seemed to be a great miscommunication and that I had to leave my lab halfway. I wanted to share more of my knowledge but it seemed impossible with the sudden turnout.

On my way home inside the train, I stood by the side of the doors and the train was packed especially at Dover MRT. Suddenly, I smelt some food and realised two guys who were standing right in front of me were eating. One guy was chewing on bread and another guy was holding a packet of titbit, which seemed to be bah kwa. The smell was strong and they managed to catch many attentions with their super irritating voices, trying too hard to be DJ.

I was already in a bad mood but I tried hard to calm myself down for as much as I wished to insult them inside the loaded cabin, I knew well it would turn out to be a thrashing beat in my fury if they were to reveal more of their monkey-like behaviour. I would love to video it down in the process of confronting them but my phone’s battery was low and thus, I had to allow them to disgrace themselves in the public. Before I alighted, one of them opened another finger-food which was wrapped in a tube shape and I was sure many passengers would feel like slapping them.

Anyway, these two monkeys were probably from Singapore Polytechnic and I doubted both of them were Singapore Chinese, at least one was definitely not; since they were speaking in English and that they simply looked weird.

People who stay in Singapore are getting more ridiculous than ever and I’m having huge doubts of the situation in future. I believe the government is trying too hard to strive in this world to bring our economic to a greater level that certain aspects of the society are neglected. Can we live in a more gracious place?

Skai Chan @ http://sillydumb.com

Last Weekend – Boring

The weekend was spent mainly on blogging. Video blogging was costly in term of time and I had to revise more on my time management, which I had been failing on. Prioritising tasks seemed to be the greatest issue.

My determination to sleep early failed like usual and that gave me problems of being restless in front of my computer.

Anyway, television programmes had been distracting me as well. There were a number of good and lame shows during weekends.

It was a typical weekend of mine. Life could be as boring as that.

Skai Chan @ http://sillydumb.com

Trackers Off

I just realise that I have not switched on my trackers in my main website – http://sillydumb.com.

The default mode is set to “off” with the integration of PHP. This is done because I’m viewing my sites in my localhost and I do not wish to count my own visits into the tracking process.

Since after the transfer of files to the new webhost directly from my localhost, I have forgotten to modify it, and therefore, I will not know if any friend has linked to me for the past two months.

Anyway, if anyone wants a linkback, please kindly drop me a message.

Skai Chan @ http://sillydumb.com

Belated Birthday Lunch with Peh and Gilbert

Last Saturday morning, I met up with Kian Wee and Gilbert at Cityhall. Despite having very little amount of sleep, I managed to be late just for a few minutes. I was delighted to know that Gilbert was actually a bit later than me.

Fountain

Fountain

We went to Suntec City and most of the shops were still unopened. Our final destination was Cotton On where Gilbert had a spree at. The stuffs were quite cheap but I got turned off when I saw slippers with the “made in China” label, which reminded me of a long circulated email where pictures of infected feet were shown.

Kian Wee joined us soon. We went to Gilbert’s favourite shop, Top Shop, and both of them kept asking me to try on some jeans and t-shirts. I knew what they were up to and felt quite pressurized.

In the end, they shared the price of a jeans for me and I bought the other two t-shirts by myself in order not to disappoint or distort their money.

The long awaited lunch was at Marina Square’s Fin. Gilbert nagged at me when I wanted to order fish and chips for he thought we should be tasting the original fish instead of flour. Nevertheless, the small fish was never filling and that I totally had no interest in fish, except for it was boneless. At first, we thought the meal would be very cheap, but eventually we paid around $21 with promotion of one free set meal.

After lunch, we did not loiter around since Gilbert had another outing in the evening and Kian Wee needed to go for IPPT test. However, along the way back to Cityhall MRT, we passed by the BeetleBug shop and I got myself a pair of shoes. It was my first pair of non-sport shoes.

Skai Chan @ http://sillydumb.com