mayday in june

woohoo! it's been a pretty pleasing week, although things didn't work out somehow for certain things but i'm still pretty happy!



anyway, back into the life of this NSF known only as 'squirrel' (or as some others call him), it has been a long and adurous week. with meetings and more meetings, together with dialogue after dialogue, and the ever troublesome planning of duties, how much worse can it get? when he looks back, all he sees is his mates thinking about the weekend, and his men under him thinking how to relax. although at the same time he is thinking about both the weekend and how to relax, at the back of his mind he feels attached to something that does not exist in his camp. he does not know what, and does not know how, but his blood beats together with his heart, and his heart beats with the music within, thumping everyday and with the same tune. he feels that day coming really soon, that he'll release all the energy inside and be one with the music for that one night.



okay the above didn't really make sense, but haha, i'm just a little bored over here. anyway, the important thing is, I FINALLY GOT THE TICKETS!!!

the holy tickets!and a close up for you guys out there...

after the long blabberings and all the hopes of going for it, i've finally gotten them! see the bling bling? haha i know i might sound a bit crazy, but it's my virgin pair of concert tickets and i'm just so darn glad lar! my first concert that is going to jump of the surface of the earth! just so happy :) o the gloves in the photo are the remnants of the ice skating...haha looks pretty old and stale, but i'll be waiting to use it again for the next ice skating!


in our minds, there are things that are left behind. things that we forget, and things that somehow just get lost. in life, we are in constant search of these missing items, memories of people, of ideas, of dreams and of hopes. we want to believe what our mind sees, but most of the time, what our mind sees is a distorted version of reality. it might have been blended with different ingredients, then shaken, and strained, only leaving the good parts which makes life in our mind so enjoyable. however, the pure form of reality shows us life indeed has its difficulties, its challenges, its quirks and how it plays with us is in a different form. life might not always been beautiful, but beautiful is what you make of it. how we define beautiful, how we define a good life, and how we see life is entirely up to us. we can force ourselves to see the ugly side, or we can do otherwise. it's a choice that no one can make but ourselves. what people perceive as an act from others might actually be an act by oneself. the human mind is an intricate one, filled with lies and truth, of nightmares and dreams, of hopes and fears, but there's this switch that controls what we want to see, and that is our mentality. whether we want to be optimistic or pessimistic. things are beautiful, if you look at it the right way.


yep that's all fer now...shall go back to watching my match. have a good night! study break's coming soon eh? and thanks again for inviting me there, although we were the only two guys (who almost ended up in the girls toilet haha) it was still a pretty warm atmosphere!