3 plus in the morning and i'm still awake. don't know what i'm doing really. gotta go back at 630 later. i really loathe the island. it's so faraway. leaving is a pain. going back is a pain. ah.. it's just a big pain. can't imagine it's gonna become a residential estate in 10 years time. who'd wanna take a boat there everytime they're going home? how the hell do you build an mrt-line so far out? how's the dear taxi uncle gonna send you back? i don't know. don't ask me. it's just a dumb island. the place of my military birth. the place of my military end. thanks. gimme 3 more months.
just a thought:
your girl may talk to another man. your girl may walk with another man. your girl may dine with another man. your girl may flirt with another man. your girl may even hold, touch or dance with another man. but if her heart's with you, nothing she does will ever compare to those she does with you, no one she meets will be better than you and at the end of the day, she'll still be yours and yours only to have. guys, your thoughts?
i just feel that's so ideal. too bad the world isn't. too bad i'm not either.
mmm i just realised i have a recruit who's been with his girlfriend for the past 6yrs. since 14! damn, how do they keep it so long. i've never wondered. haha guess i'll never understand. nothing i've had ever lasted more than 10 months. perhaps it's just me. i never believed in patching up. still don't. it's just too tiring.
something's bugging me. i don't know what it is, i just know it's there. perhaps i do know. but perhaps i'm just shutting it out. deluding myself. making me think there's nothing. perhaps perhaps? perhaps not? haha, escapism. such an easy way out. my favourite way out.
another thing. told greg over swimming one day that life's much simpler and easier when you leave out expectations. without expectations, you're just drifting through. like water. no heartache, no pain and no worries. but then again, without expectations, how would you live? you have no hopes, no visions, no goals, no wants and no needs. you wouldn't be living. you'd be just drifting through. like water.
mmm, just caught this on tv. found it amusing. the male brown marsupial mouse. i quote: "upon puberty, they experience a sudden surge in male hormones(testerone?). for days, they'll go into a frenzy, mating with EVERY single female they come across. for days, there's no eating, no drinking, no sleeping, just mate mate mate for up to 12 hours per female. finally, they'd die from sheer exhaustion, hunger or depravity from...mating." goodness. haha. talk about self-destructive behaviour. crazy little buggers.
alright! long day tomorrow. seeya guys next weekend. and how could i forget: HAPPY BIRTHDAY JH!!!! it's 29th feb by the way people. =)
expecting a poem weren't you?
maybe a rhyming word or two?
but like i promised you this time,
i told you, i just wouldn't rhyme.
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