This is my story...

Monday, May 02, 2005

Saturday was book out day. Yeah I was so damn lucky because I was supposedly confined for two weeks then book out the next week, but there was this Labour Day holiday! Yeah so basically I didnt get confined. Yay.

NS was sian lah. Ok only lah. It was fun because I made friends there. It was boring because you have to wake up early in the morning to do some exercises, your movement is restricted, you cannot roam about anyhow, and you have to drink hell lotsa water. Well it's all the experience that counts. For the first few days time passed really slow for me because I didn't know anyone there, but as time goes by, we made friends and time passed faster.

Yeah if I were to write things about NS in this entry I bet it will be much longer than the previous post and no one will ever bother to read it. So cut the NS. Just an information: I ain't dying. The training was as tough as I expected during this first week. But even though I am a PEC C recruit, I don't think the training is this tough. It was tough for a PES C BMT lah.

I am bald! Ok just little strands of hair.

I watched firwworks yesterday! It was so damn nice lah. The last time I watched fireworks was during last year's National Day...

I went out with a group of friends for cycling (around 20+), wanted to camp outside of the indoor stadium to catch the firworks. I always yearned to watch fireworks with you, I called you out, but you aren't free, not because you aren't free, but because we had shiet for the past week.

The fireworks was indeed nice, the view was spectaculating, the ambience was just the perfect one for the explosions which lit up the whole darkened sky. As I sat onto the grass glaring at one of the most beautiful artworks of man, my heart wasn't contented. The beautiful blaze of the colourful sparks wasn't suppose to be appreciated alone. Right there my heart was thinking where were you, and if you were watching the same sparks at the same time.

I felt sad. The feeling of not watching these fireworks with you by my side. Not because you weren't free, but because you simply don't wanna watch with me. The feeling of someone not by you side for a view of such breathtaking event, wasn't really breathtaking at all. It was just a simple explosion which lit up the sky containing chemicals which changed their colour on the way up there...

But this time the view was even nicer, even more spectulating, even more breathtaking, even more enjoyable. The view of the explosion near the Sheare's bridge was simply marvelous. I sat near the river, and across the dull sky, sparks suddenly shot up and brightened up the sky. It exploded with style: it spread evenly from the centre to the side, creating circles of sparks with a variety of bright colours. Then more came. The reflection in the water just brightened up the whole ambience even more. It lasted for around 5 minutes.

That 5 minutes of non-stop fireworks was one of the most memorable times in my life, because it really matters if someone is there with you to catch it, it would just spice up the whole atmosphere.

Yeah, and I enjoyed it because you were just sitting right beside me to see them.

Rambled by kaSh at 8:49 am