Trust

I feel like I can't really trust anyone in my company anymore... not even the echo platoon mate who came in together with me during the posting as a driver (and he became a clerk)...

I actually like divulging crap with him, but since a terrible incident, I'm literally drawing a circle, an invisible barrier that cannot be seen.

Everything in camp seems so fake now... My immediate superior is trying to squeeze my IT skills out of me, my other busybody superiors will always come by and heap a load of bull on me, and my company mates are going on a battle royale of backstabbing galore...

Suddenly, everything seems to be so fake...

In other new, I haven't got the time to look into my Singapore Ultimate Frisbee Opens goodie bag until last weekend, and boy was I in for a suprise!

A little glove for an index finger that allows you to brush your teeth!

New Milo inventions!

Chicken Essence in pills??

This year's disc and shirt were also in the goodie bag too, but since my other 3 helpers (Bruce, Calvin, Eline) didn't really get the disc and shirt, and they were whining about it, and after an embarassing moment with the organiser to ask for the disc and shirt, I guess really loved to have it. Even the Regenites that helped on the first day morning, didn't go until they got a disc man... Guess it's the main attraction in helping out

Photos are on the way man... they look damn interesting....

Singapore Ultimate Opens!!!

Holy shit, the opens is here!!! this weekend!!!! freaking fast!!!!!!

Catch It HERE!

THE TRAILER IS SO SWEET!!! All those flicks, and layouts!!!! Woot like it!

It's held on this Saturday and Sunday, 8am onwards for the whole day at West Coast Park, Singapore!

And why does the Powerboat have to clash with the Opens!!! gah, now my friends don't know which one to choose!!!

punked? no?

I called Clarence 40 minutes ago.

He just woke up.

He's in Johor Baru.

He says he can reach Changi in an hour.

I just got the feeling I got punked'.

Hmm....

Maybe? maybe not....

From pissed to misunderstood to frustrated...

Sometime I wonder why i could not read something twice... and try to understand the message of what the other person is trying to say....

Firstly, I got pissed. Thankfully I did a good deal of thinking over, and realised it's just a misunderstanding on my part.... but what's done cannot be undone, and that left me in a state of frustration.

I also realised that expressing appreciation to someone who actually responds to you really makes a difference. Then again, I'm getting a little dull about this, and I'm too lazy to know whether it's a misunderstanding or not... it's... just too much of a chore...

Anyways, from staying at home, I got out for orchard at 8pm when I got a message earlier on they were meeting at orchard at 6pm, reached there at 9pm, got stumped (and insert various emotions) when the others were not at orchard but at sixth avenue with Andre. got on a bus to holland V (which is near there) but got a call from peter that they are leaving already, so I sat on the bus all the way to clementi. Msg Andre "Happy Birhtday" and that was it. I was supposed to meet up later on with someone, but this "sianz" feeling of mine got me thinking the upcoming meet-up might be a prank, so I gave him a call. Twice. In vain. msged him, and finally realised I forgot to tell him my phone no was changed.

And now I'm at Changi Airport terminal 2, spending the last 2 hours roaming the two terminals, meeting up with yao guang (DMD guy, think his name is like that), and some of my echo platoon mate (the super noisy guy, and another one person from plt 4), All leaving for Thailand. now going to the viewing hall, to view planes, and doze, before seeing off Clarence Chew one last time at 4.30am before he leaves for Manchester Uni @ UK.

And after that it's the AHM, where I shall burn my wonderful sunday morning... and hope i do not burn any more weekends, as i didn't shave my beard for at least two days...


It seems like the night is a saddening one... just hope tomorrow will be better...