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I'll put a one-liner for my ns life so far:

Sweet but yet sour.

Can be a little hard to swallow at times,

but overall wholesome.

It has only been 3 weeks,

nothing much changed.

I came out,

breathed the air of civil,

it felt good.

The ride to Choa Chu Kang MRT station,

uneventful other than me and a couple of buddies telling each other how we would dread to see each other again

because that meant we would have to return to waking up at 0500 and

smelling like horsecrap everyday.

I got to admit first thing I stepped off the bus

and noticed were women,

apparently my hormones dull after lacking contact with the opposite sex for weeks.

And *snaps fingers*

just like that,

they get sharpened again.

Must have been quite a potent buzz,

I think I was just staring with my mouth open,

jaw slackened.

No wonder they sent all those nasty female field instructors to us during confinement,

luckily I was too caught up in trying to clear my blocked nose and

prevent inhalation of my squad's "fragrant" odour.

It's not a hot shower,

it was not the sweltering sun or

the feeling of being in a room with 40 pespiring men.

Home,

be it with friends or family,

regardless of how they nag at you for the least silly thing that you do,

is still where you will find yourself the warmest.

fyi : i'm still very much breathing in this ardous phase of mine

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I hear what your heart says,
I offer not much but
I will escort you through the dark.
For strolling with you in the dark keeps me warmer
then sauntering alone in the light.
Now
keep very still and
listen to what you thought was nothing.

leader

What makes a true leader ?



Ask most people and

they will say intelligence for starters.

Vision, drive, being able to communicate well yada yada yada.

Those crappy answers you'll get from "koteks" who orate from behind their woodendesks.

They're forgetting the big stuff.

The stuff you don't get to learn in instituitions.

It's the stuff between the lines that only mistakes and experience can teach you.

National Service (hahaha..yeaa..tell me about it)

and unfortunately,

it has forced me to dig the leader in me.

And by the way, i just came back from my two weeks confinement.

Being a squad ic is no easy task.

Hell is correct.

But someone just got to do the dirty job.

Displaying leadership skills involves taking charge,

making the tough decisions,

getting the job done

and always keeping an eye on the bottom line.

None of these can be attained if you don't practice what you preach.

You can't get the troops to go into battle and

give up their blood, sweat and tears

for a leader who is too scared to do the same.

Don't ask your subordinates to do anything you wouldn't be willing to do in their position.

Practice what you preach as actions speak louder than words.

You tend to be more understanding of a man if you walk a day in his shoes.

Even the most respected and feared man must show compassion at one time or other

or his followers will think he is nothing but an insane dictator.

Ultimately,

being a leader teaches you to possess moral obligation to conduct yourself with the same honor

and conviction as wise men.

Believe it or not,

the ability to command authority should be admired and replicated for time to come.

I think i shall end my post with a quote

" A true leader exercises power with honor will work from inside out, starting with himself"

fyi : one of my men had his leg fractured during training and the other is currently in ICU

go figure the intensity

Goodbyes are never fun

Goodbyes are never fun


This would probably be my final post as a normal civilian.

So, i've painstakingly updated this blog in order to fulfill your viewing pleasure.

haha

My life was pretty secure,

emotionally I never spent much,

I grew up not planning at all,

by and by somehow,

I started planning for every little thing.

The smallest of details,

the crucial time factor,

the steps in which to take,

the efficiency in which I used.

I try my very best now to undermine in-efficiency and negative effect,

it has been serving me relatively well.

The results are an improved quality of work,

efficiency and most importantly balance.

Life was treating me exquisitely and then,

it decided to let me go to hell.

I got sucker-punched in the gut.

Departures and Goodbyes.

It’s a part of life and it's one that never gets any easier.

One minute you’re cruising a life that’s ascending like a rocket and

the next,

you just feel like you're scattered across the countryside.

Indeed,

what i need now is

substantive, regular and reliable life-affirming activity (aka National Service) to get my life in order.

Too many goodbyes in a short period of time has taken a toll on me.

It eats away your insides and

places you in a place without any light.

But its controllable and in it,

lies the key to what is ultimately the most important.

It will fuel.

It really tallies.

Gosh..becoming an emo shit head right now.

haha

kk

Shall let the pics do the talking.

Yups..the smile says it all (aku nga flex aku nye tricep tu..)

Boys to Men

G unit

Probably one of the main highlights of my life
(don't ask me why i did that pose..you ain't wanna know)

Mat-mat cock bengkok (aku aje yang tak)

Most importantly, i'm going to miss them

Anyways,

I hear it all bout NS,

I should think I know where its building up too.

I'll be fine. I HOPE

Entertain you guys again real soon!

ps : i wish i could but i have other obligations. sorry