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mobileme baby

2009-10-27T22:38:00.000+11:00

http://web.me.com/gabriel.goh

Seek... and you shall find

2009-08-24T14:17:00.004+10:00

Look at my tiredless effort in search for a job..

FOB?

2009-08-23T16:29:00.003+10:00

My new glasses.. got them the same day i had my car accident.

I want to buy a car.....

Sweet Home alabama

2009-08-22T23:20:00.003+10:00

This is what I call the WOW.. factor!
Our family has been renting our house ever since we came to Australia. Never bought a house yet. Hopefully this could be ours one day... Soon I hope.
Dad doesn't want to build it, but Mum wants to. She thinks all of us should have our own en-suite. I do too! haha.
But what really makes a home a home?
We could have the best LCD screens, biggest gaming room, Posh kitchens.
But without family, theres no point of a home.

Getting around without a car really does suck...
But then again I look back to the day I got into that minor accident, I thank God that it wasn't a major one.. Driving is literally having the license to kill.

The man who can't be moved

2009-08-18T18:16:00.005+10:00

THE SCRIPT

I'm Yours lyrics

You touch these tired eyes of mine
And map my face out line by line
And somehow growing old feels fine
I listen close for I'm not smart
You wrap you thoughts in works of art
And they're hanging on the walls of my heart

I may not have the softest touch
I may not say the words as such
And though I may not look like much
I'm yours
And though my edges may be rough
And never feel I'm quite enough
It may not seem like very much
But I'm yours

You heeled these scars over time
Embraced my soul
You loved my mind
You're the only angel in my life
The day news came my best friend died
My knees went week and you saw me cry
Say I'm still the soldier in your eyes

I may not have the softest touch
I may not say the words as such
And though I may not look like much
I'm yours
And though my edges may be rough
And never feel I'm quite enough
It may not seem like very much
But I'm yours

I may not have the softest touch
I may not say the words as such
I know I don't fit in that much
But I'm yours

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CBiWBx7JOsI

I wonder if theres an Man who would do this....

The Man Who Can't Be Moved

Going Back to the corner where I first saw you
Gonna camp in my sleeping bag I'm not gonna move
Got some words on cardboard, got your picture in my hand
saying, "if you see this girl can you tell her where I am"

Some people try to hand me money, they don't understand
I'm not broke I'm just a broken hearted man
I know it makes no sense but what else can I do
How can I move on when I'm still in love with you

Cuase If one day you wake up and find your missing me
and your heart starts to wonder where on this earth I could be
Thinkin maybe you'll come back here to the place that we'd meet
And you'll see me waiting for you on our corner of the street
So I'm not moving, I'm not moving

Policeman says, "son you can't stay here"
I said, "there's someone I'm waiting for If it's a day, a month, a year"
Gotta stand my ground even if it rains or snows
If she changes her mind this is the first place she will go

Cause If one day you wake up and find your missing me
and your heart starts to wonder where on this earth I could be
Thinkin maybe you'll come back here to the place that we'd meet
And you'll see me waiting for you on our corner of the street
So I'm not moving, I'm not moving,
I'm not moving, I'm not moving

People talk about the guy that's waiting on a girl
There are no holes in his shoes but a big hole in his world

Maybe i'll get famous as the man who can't be moved
Maybe you wont mean to but you'll see me on the news
And you'll come running to the corner
cuase you'll know it's just for you
Im the man who can't be moved

Chorus 2x

Going Back to the corner where I first saw you
Gonna camp in my sleeping bag I'm not gonna move

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FW6F_g3upKA&feature=related

Note to myself.

2009-08-11T21:41:00.004+10:00

Its been a long time since I had fun, and Saturday night was definitely one of the many reasons why I'm in love with Melbourne.
Despite the random and craziness of the event, it made my evening nevertheless =)

Got into a small car accident this morning..
although I had so much sleep the night before (12hours),
although I thought I was fully alert..
I reversed into another car, and he reversed into mine too -.-"
His car was fine, mine crumbled..
Absolute lame accident.

On a lighter note, I got new glasses!

AND GO SOMEWHERE FAR FAR FAR FAR FAR AWAY
maybe farawayland?

Who wants to join me on my little journey?
I'm determined to complete everything on this list someday!
hahaa.. feel free to add to the list =)

Someone find me a job please

Lift me up on your wings

2009-07-28T00:03:00.001+10:00

Lets go baby.
Lets go somewhere far.
Lets go somewhere fun.
Lets go live our lives.
Lets go away babe..
Lets go.

One Step at a time...

2009-07-10T22:55:00.003+10:00

1 year 7 months 5 days.. and counting..
I've almost done 3 months.. another 3 months and it will be 6months!
I think I can get through this.. I just have my days when I think about home too much..
I reckon the only way I don't feel home sick is when I don't think about home..
I have an urge to try something....
Something which I think is absolutely mind blowing, nuts crunching, and painful..

I need to grow up.
I think I can do this...
One tiny step at a time.. only one small, tiny, little step everyday and I shall reach the end.

I want to run.. run to the finish line....
I shall become usain bolt..

Sent away again

2009-07-08T22:37:00.002+10:00

Tomorrow I start my training at Changi Airbase, which is like on the east side of Singapore, about 45mins away from where I live, on the west side of Singapore..

6 wks I think.. I hope anyways..

On the brighter side of things, I bought a GAP shirt for 27 bucks! From its original price of about 60? =)

Yay..

Still searching for something to do when I'm here.....

500 miles away from home

2009-06-29T22:26:00.002+10:00

Psalm 86

A prayer of David.

¹ Hear, O LORD, and answer me,
for I am poor and needy.

² Guard my life, for I am devoted to you.
You are my God; save your servant
who trusts in you.

³ Have mercy on me, O Lord,
for I call to you all day long.

⁴ Bring joy to your servant,
for to you, O Lord,
I lift up my soul.

⁵ You are forgiving and good, O Lord,
abounding in love to all who call to you.

⁶ Hear my prayer, O LORD;
listen to my cry for mercy.

⁷ In the day of my trouble I will call to you,
for you will answer me.

⁸ Among the gods there is none like you, O Lord;
no deeds can compare with yours.

⁹ All the nations you have made
will come and worship before you, O Lord;
they will bring glory to your name.

¹⁰ For you are great and do marvelous deeds;
you alone are God.

¹¹ Teach me your way, O LORD,
and I will walk in your truth;
give me an undivided heart,
that I may fear your name.

¹² I will praise you, O Lord my God, with all my heart;
I will glorify your name forever.

¹³ For great is your love toward me;
you have delivered me from the depths of the grave.

¹⁴ The arrogant are attacking me, O God;
a band of ruthless men seeks my life—
men without regard for you.

¹⁵ But you, O Lord, are a compassionate and gracious God,
slow to anger, abounding in love and faithfulness.

¹⁶ Turn to me and have mercy on me;
grant your strength to your servant
and save the son of your maidservant.

¹⁷ Give me a sign of your goodness,
that my enemies may see it and be put to shame,
for you, O LORD, have helped me and comforted me.

I'm going to try..

I'll try my hardest..

Dear Lord, grant me the strength to pull through this stage of my life.

Amen

I could really use somebody now..

2009-06-27T19:54:00.003+10:00

God would not put me in a position that I can't endure right?
If so why do I feel so aimless and pointless..
Why do Ns when I'm not going to be a citizen anymore..
Why suffer being away from my real home and get locked up in some camp which I'm 'suppose' to call my new home..
Perhaps I'm meant to be here. Perhaps he wants me to get through this tough phase..
But its so hard.. Its damn damn hard..
Its not like I'm not trying to make new friends. I'm trying, I'm trying my hardest.
The culture is just so hard to adapt to.
Why.. why am I here?
Why should I let my brain rot away whereas I could be doing something more fruitful with my life?

Some one throw my a life vest... I dislike where I am now.

We rush to wait and we wait to rush!

2009-06-07T21:01:00.001+10:00

Tuesday.... 24km march.
24km of endless walking.
24km in the jungles of tekong..
24km please be nice to me, don't give me 3 blisters on one toe.

Soon soon

2009-05-31T12:43:00.002+10:00

Yay! I'm finally finishing up my basic training!
Last week went past pretty slow.. It was soo slow!
I felt like each day never ended..
Marched 12km .. Whole uniform was drenched in sweat? This week 16km..
Oh, I passed my fitness test! But I was 4cm away from a silver for my standing broad jump.
And I didn't meet my goal for running 2.4km in 9min.. I did it in 10=.="
I gave it my all though!

Feeling quite lethargic and lazy to go back to camp later.

Good luck to those who are studying real hard for their mid years. I'm sure you guys will do well!

Halo

2009-05-24T11:14:00.003+10:00

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Tonight we'll be marching at night. I'm doing a 8km march while my buddies are going 12km! (I missed out on one of the marches, so I'm lagging behind) I don't know how they're going to survive. My thighs are aching and they feel loose, the muscles are on the verge of detaching off my bone. Early on this week, one guy from another platoon was leaning against a wall. So a sergeant told hm to push against that wall and tell everyone that it was falling. He had to convince the whole company that it was falling, (the wall was standing strong) and got everyone to come help him push the "falling" wall.
We also shot live rounds early this week. At night, the bullets come out like starwars. haha!
I got back from outfield last night. And all I can say about outfield is that I really really really hate it! RARR!

BMT is coming to a close.
This week is just my fitness test and my hand grenade throw. And I'm done.. for the first stage of NS. I really want to go back to Melbourne. But I don't know if I'm allowed to. Flights are also quite pricey during this time of the year.
Ns should be like Malaysia's just 3 months!

My last 6 days

2009-05-17T15:33:00.001+10:00

I’ve just survived the toughest week of my life thus far.
6 days in the jungles.

The whole week started with us marching 8km to our site. When we got to our site, we had to start building our Bashas (tents) its about 2 m in width and about 1.5m in height. First you’ll peg the sheet into the ground on 4 corners and you’ll erect it in the middle, upwards with a pole that’s about 1m high. 2 men have to sleep in this tiny little thing.
While we were building it, it started to pour… so we had to hide in the half finished basha. Furthermore, my basha had very little waterproof lining on it, so the thing started to leak. The first day hasn’t ended and it already feels like hell.
Soon the rain stopped and we continued building the tent, we also had to dig a drainage for the rain.. Which never did after we completed the drainage. Felt like a complete waste of effort. We stayed in this tent for 2 nights. During the day we learnt combat commands to overrun enemy forces in jungle terrain.

There was one day when we had artillery drills.
This are the steps to follow when there is artillery fire, we have to immediately get onto the ground, cover our necks and protect our rifle with our body. And after artillery is lifted, we have to run for our lives.
So one afternoon, the commanders decided surprise us with training for artillery fire.
We were in our prone position, in our guard stance, during dusk. Suddenly fake bombs were exploding everywhere and my first instincts were to cover my neck. I screamed artillery for like 2mins and when it stopped I dashed forward downhill into the jungles. But apparently we were meant to go back into our site area and collect our field bags and our belonging and form up for further instructions. So I had to run all the way up the hill again, pick my bag up, and my buddy’s too. Because he reported sick, I had to carry his bag and run to the meeting point. That 50m run felt like the longest run in my life. The bags felt like they were 30kgs, and no one was around me to help me carry them.. Every step I took, I could feel the pain in my knees. I ran to the meeting point and felt breathless. And even at the meeting point, our commanders were scolding us, telling us how selfish some of us were. Just wanting to cover our own asses. They told us that some of our men were eliminated because no one helped them to carry their stuff and the artillery had blown them up into pieces. From a platoon of about 37men, we fell down to a strength of about 27..

And continuing from that drill, we had to march in the dark to our new site, because apparently enemy forces have found us. The march was painful, My back was sore from the drill and my knees were killing me, I had trouble kneeling down during the march and the pain carried on till the next day. That night we slept cowboy style, 1 piece of ground sheet on the ground and nothing else. I lied down that night and started in the sky, wondering again why am I going through all this. I prayed and asked God why is he putting me through this, I asked for a sign, a reason.

Next day, we were given 1 hr to dig our shellscrap. It’s a coffin looking like thing. Imagine this, the hole had to be my height, my width, and knee depth.
They told us that we could do it in 45mins, and 1 hour was generous. We were also given incentives; first 5 people who can finish it get to call home for 2mins. I thought I could do it, but every swing of the small tiny blade into the ground made me feel like I was making no progress. The area to dig was just so much.
First hour went past and we had to come out and meet at the admin point, again our platoon were moving too slow. As expected, we were punished. Push-ups in position, sit-ups in position, kneel and place rifle above head, jumping jacks in positions, and alternate leg trust in position. I felt like dying when I was doing the punishments. I wanted to just fall down on the ground and give up.
But I made it through their punishments. I survived that 20mins. Then it was back to digging again. This time I completed my hole.. I felt so proud of it. I even had steps! Perfect 90-degree steps, for me to support my elbows when I’m aiming out of that hole. Night fell and we had to go back into our holes to sleep, but orders came around that we had to group up in threes and one out of the three have to be awake at all times, because commanders will be coming around checking up on us and we had to challenge them with passwords.
Because it was so dark, and visibility was too low there was one incident where one guy was just lying in his hole and when the commanders came around, he said “password lah” and the commanders gave him a lecture. haha!
Another guy went, “HALT! Weapon above your head!.... Weapon on the ground!... CONTACTED!”
The funny thing is that, you would only say contacted when you confirm the intruder with the password. This guy didn’t even ask the password and he affirmed that the intruder was an enemy! Lol!

Next day we were given some welfare.. A shower! When they told us to get our showering stuff, I felt so happy! Best thing ever. See, the thing is, up till our 5day we haven’t showered.. I felt so disgusting. So when showers were given to us, I felt like I got the best present in the world. I thought we were going to some toilet and we’re going to get time to clean our faces, which were filled with camouflage since the first day. But instead we were hosed down with a fire hose and we had 3mins.. THREE mins to soap ourselves and wash our faces! Despite getting so little time we were so happy that we had 3mins to wash up. But because of our rejoice, we neglected our behaviour and some of us even left our rifle behind.. Then hell broke loose again, our In charge was in push-up position while we were getting scolded. He also had to count our strength (number of men) while pushing up. Then when we got back to our holes, we were told to change into our dirty uniform again. And our officer, took water and poured it all over the dry ground… making it muddy. He then told us that we had to crawl in it. Crawl on our bellies.. That crawl made me have so many bruises on my knee and elbow.
Right after our crawling session, we had to cover up our holes.. Took me 20mins to cover up my 2hr worth of work. It was painful. That night we slept cowboy again. Nothing else but one ground sheet and us. When I took off my uniform that night I realised that I’ve got heat rash all over my back. Pain…
Last day, everyone was so happy! We all were just looking forward to getting back to our bunks. Our bunks with beds!
But the program today was to crawl under live firing.. That thought just made me shiver. What happens if I stand up? or I’m not low enough? I’ll die. People have before. And it’s not a joking matter. But as I came up to the crawling area, I hugged the ground like never before, I was so low that I think I was going too slow. The crawl was painful, my knees felt like exploding! We had to crawl 100m in belly crawl position. Currently the side of my knees are still bruised. Bad. But when we completed the crawl, I felt like I’ve accomplished something great.
I’ve survived One whole week of jungle training. One week without contact with the outside world. One week under the control of our insane commanders. One week…

During our stay in the jungles, there was an informal chat with the commanders and us, they asked us about our training thus far, and how we were coping along. They remind us of the reason why we serve NS, why we need to do this. And that was to protect our families, our loved ones. It sounds so cliché!
Most of the people also had the opportunity to read letters written by their loved ones.
I obviously didn’t get a letter, because the letter was sent to my house in Singapore and I had to open it myself. I can’t write a letter to myself right? Haha…
But it was at that moment that I felt so sad. I miss home so much. Everyone else has words from loved ones during their worst week ever.
But I felt the love of God over me, I had his peace coming over me. I know his has his arms over me.

Field Camp

2009-05-10T11:42:00.001+10:00

This week is my field camp.. I'm going back to Tekong now.. booo!!!

Thunderstorm = Wet = Muddy = Dirty = Dead meat...

See you guys next weekend.. I hope.

3rd Week

2009-05-09T02:54:00.005+10:00

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Today is such a good day. Although we got up at 4am. I managed to beat my previous timing for my 2.4km run, which was 11mins 27seccs. Now I do it in 10mins 17secs! I want to try achieve at least a 9min by the end of this month! Then I can get $200, hehe... Lunch time soon...

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Long and hot day today. Sighh.. feeling very lethargic.. We're learning how to attack buildings today. Urban Warfare they call it. I'm nervous about next week's field camp.. Staying in the jungle for 6 whole days! 5 nights. 2 nights in some super tiny shelter thing and 3 nights in a hole we dig in the ground!! And our commanders warned us that its going to be 'hell'
Also we have to CRAWL 100m under the live firing... =.= 100m! crawl. Running seems fast.. imaging crawling.. what the?!?!
Boooo.. field camp.
But on the lighter note, tomorrow I get to go into some deserted house and STORM in and attack the building, WITH BLANKS! Sound of live firing.. hrmmm

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Booking out tonight! whoo hoo! finally.
OMG the sound of firing bullets with my rifle is ear piercing! Despite wearing ear plugs, the sound can still be heard loud and clear! Imagine if I didn't wear the plugs.. I'll probably go deaf.
But it was fun, to run into buildings and shooing and targets...
Story... My buddy, well not really my buddy but my partner for storming the room was extremely 'blur'.
We rushed into the room and I shot a target with 3 rounds and got into a kneeling position, he rushed in as the 2nd guy and shot the SAME target, and he had his rifle less than 1m away from my face! It was sooo loud! Plus the sound was amplified by the walls of the room..
He got scolded by the Platoon Sergeant.
Then another time, the same guy... we were practicing to storm a room. He was first man this time.. There was too many enemies in the room, so we had to deploy a grenade.. So he tells us that he is going to throw a grenade..
He takes the grenade out, and he does all the safety checks, THROWS the grenade in, shouted GRENADE!!! and immediately rushed in =.=
He threw the grenade in and rushed in immediately.. I was like =O =.="
My other partner was like wth?!?! 0.o stonned..
Seriously.. this guy is blur. super blur...
He is so lucky that we were using dummy grenades, or he wouldn't have a face anymore.

*they shaved my head again.. now its even shorter.. losers!
2 bucks to shave my already shaved head. lame..

Appreciation

2009-05-03T10:54:00.002+10:00

ONE good thing about Ns is we learn to appreciate things..
2 weeks away from civilisation, away from aircon, away from freedom.
I remember that night when I sat in the ferry on the way back to Singapore. EVERYONE was so happy... we finally had aircon! We got to the bus terminal and we saw normal cars.. we could see normal buildings as to barracks.
I truly appreciate the hot water I get when I shower...

The weekend went past too quickly... I had an awesome time just hanging out with Quentin and Sonja. So good to see a fragment of Melbourne again after my 2 weeks of confinement, I truly miss home.... and just to hang out with them, reminds makes me feel like I'm home! =)

Going back to camp tonight... I reckon this week is going to be one of the hardest... Not knowing if I'll be coming out again this weekend... It all depends on our behavior?
OH... I changed numbers.. SORRY! its now
+6582000206

Talk to you guys soon!

2009-05-01T23:44:00.001+10:00

AFTER

I look like a freak much!?
I reckon I do..
lol

2009-05-01T03:10:00.002+10:00

I'm not allowed to blog what happens in NS, or else I'll be charged and sent to Detention Barracks. So, anything just give me a shoutout on msn =) or a call will be nice.. hehe. I'm not in camp till the 3rd!

I'm in agony...

2009-05-01T02:34:00.003+10:00

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I'm writing this just before I get my head shaved..
And so my National Service begins..
Got up at about 6am this morning to head for the pick up point. First things first, I live on the West and the pick up is in the East. So I figured, 2hrs should be enough to get there in time for the 0800hr pick up. But I was terribly wrong! Traffic on the highways were a killer and I was stuck in traffic till about 7.50am! Supposedly I was meant to meet at 0800hrs, I arrived at 0830hrs! I felt nervous at that moment and I prayed that I wouldn't get in trouble or miss the bus. Fortunately there was a last bus to take me... 'one of the very last fews' to our camp. Which is 'conveniently' located OFF the island of Singapore on a very deserted island called Pula Tekong.

We received about 50kgs of army stuff on our first day, from boots to bootlaces to socks to shorts to pants to shirts to dogtags to helmets.
My room is currently so QUIET, no one here has even said "hi". I think I got to do it fast, before my next 9wks will be a library.

I reside in Raven Company, Platoon 3, section 2, bed 13. R3213!
The sergeants are already being asses.. Never question them -> they give you stupid answers.

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ONE more week till I book out..
Really miss home. I'm trying to adjust to the weather and the whole thing about military lifestyle. I still can't... Its so hard, when officers are calling you names and telling you that you're nothing... Are we really that bad?
Anyways, I sweat when I sleep! What in the world?! Seriously... Its so uncomfortable..
Training has been punishing and I'm really having second thoughts about going to command school and suffer the pain of being a cadet/recruit/nobody all over again.
9 - 6 months of this pain?! NO WAY.. NO WAY!!
But then again, not going to command school, and just take commands? NO WAY! NO WAY...

lunch time now. back to eating >.< food..

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I've fallen sick.. Coughing, Flu, Sorethroat? boo...
I reckon the training has finally been able to break my physical body. Every single day, I pray and ask that I don't faint or pass out during my training. Its so easy to just dehydrate and pass out as we're wearing our LONG uniform, under a boiling scorching sun.
Things are getting better (more friends/more social) but the sergeants are getting more anal, since adjustment week is over. Essentially we have 1 week to adjust to the whole lifestyle of the army. ONE week to understand that you're no longer a civilian, one week to face the fact that you don't have the freedom anymore, one week to be the lowest of all lowest ranks.. One single week..

There is a song that we sing when we march, it goes "When the cold wind blows, I know I know you have to go, so hurry back home, cos I miss you so.."
Every time I sing that song, I get an ache in my heart. I honestly miss home.. Anyone willing to swap places with me? haha....
Although I'm still thinking of command school, the 6-9months of 10x the intensity of my current training just puts me off.. yuk!

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We were meant to have out live hand grenade throw today, but it got canceled. Maybe someone was injured by one of the 2200 ball bearings when it exploded? Who knows.. Fortunately we didn't go for the throw today, it rained the whole morning and afternoon. Thank God.. why? RAIN = NO TRAINING!

My camp is located on the east side of Singapore.. some random island 20mins away from the mainland.. But since my camp is on the east side, its somewhat close to Changi Airport. Which means there are about 100 planes flying above us every single day. Everytime a plane flies past above us, I look up and i just have the urge to do a Matrix jump and grap on to the wings of the plane and be taken away.. I don't care where, I just want to get out of camp.. HAHA, I wish..

2 more days to book out day.. doo daaa dooo daaa dayyyy. Finally I may be part of civilisation again! hooorayy... !

My FOB-ness.

2009-04-15T01:30:00.002+10:00

BEFORE

Utterly Upset.

2009-04-15T00:34:00.002+10:00

Im just thinking if its possible to fast forward time.
Had dinner with few of my primary school friends, and we're just chatting about NS and its impact on different of our lives.
Its going to take up 2 years of my life, but I truly hope it shall be the best 2 years of my life.

I'm going to report tomorrow for NS at about 8am..
And I won't have contact with anyone for almost a month...
So Until then, Goodbye till May!
Also I'll be switching off my Melbourne number, so if anything just sms or call my Singapore number, I'll try reply if my battery doesn't run out in the next month.

I HAVE TO STEAL INTERNET?!?!

2009-04-14T12:27:00.001+10:00

My plane came to a halt at the runway. For a few minutes I was excited. Thinking that it could be possible that my flight will be delayed. I sit alone in seat 24K, smsing those who came to the airport to see my off. As I type each sms on my phone despite being told to turn my phone off, I remember and think of all the memories that each and everyone of my family including my extended family shared with me. Tears are rolling down my face as I type each message trying to appear like I’m all right. But I’m really sad that I’ve got to physically leave behind all of you. I feel like I’ve lost a big chuck of my heart to Melbourne, to all of you, I just want to take each of you away with me.. but I’m sure the book and videos is a great start to compensate for this loss I’m feeling right now. I’m blaming all of you! I’m starting to feel angry as well! Nevertheless I just want to really say a big Thank You to everyone of you.

And now I look forward to what lies ahead of me.. I’m going to do all of you proud and make the most of these two years away from home. I believe I’m doing this for a purpose and I really don’t want to miss it. A big Thank You for all the prayers and messages. I’m sure to keep each of your close to my heart.

Love you guys heaps.

My details in Singapore are:

+6583008202 – Mobile
+6567666468 – Home

Apt Blk 432 Choa Chu Kang Avenue 4
#12-569
Singapore 680432

Hope to hear from you guys soon!

I'm finally leaving?

2009-04-13T10:15:00.005+10:00

This past two weeks has been one I'll never forget.
I was able to catch up with almost everyone before I embark on another chapter of my life.
Everyone whom I've known here in Melbourne, I just want to say you guys mean so much to me.
I'm really lost for words.... But I'll Miss all of you.

3 incredible weeks

2009-03-26T23:16:00.005+11:00

Its been such a long time since my last post, and I just feel so compelled to do another one.
First things first, I want to say a BIG thank you to everyone who've made my Birthday such a memorable one.

My Primary school friends from Singapore,
Eddy, Bryan and Guo Hao flew all the way down to Melbourne just in time to celebrate my birthday. We spent the day at Moomba and had dinner at La Camera together with my high school mates. Its so good to see that everyone who is part of my life is able to get together so easily despite their geographical differences.
The following day we celebrated my birthday again with my friends from church, and that was a night I'll never forget. Everyone....! Including the 3 boys attacked me... From tying me to a pole and egging me..and other details which I'll exclude.
However I want to say a Big Big thank you for even just being here with me.

So the boys spent their first week shopping all around Melbourne. Springvale, Chadstone, Doncaster.
The second week was mainly spent up at North Melbourne which allowed us to tour the city and squeeze in a fishing trip from St Kilda.
The third week was more of a cool off period, we hung out and even had a bbq up in Mt Dandenongs.

I've just summarized 21 days into 3 sentance. But I've got to say, the time I got to spend with the boys really was enjoyable. I never knew that my past would be able to catch up with my present. So happy that the dudes were able to meet all of my friends and family in Melbourne. Now I've created a link =) Just move over to Melbourne Boys.. Haha
Stop being emo in Singapore =)

My plan now is to be working more at the childcare and hopefully be able to meet up and catch up all of you love ones in Melbourne.

The house is quiet... very very very quiet now.

1 more month

2009-03-12T00:46:00.002+11:00

Tonight marks one more month I've got left in Melbourne.

Its been so fast! Too quick.

Anyways, I've had an AWESOME 18th and weekend!

I'll probably have another separate post about it sometime soon.

As for now, I'm chilling on the couch in North Melbourne =)

2009-03-05T00:05:00.003+11:00

No mood at the moment.. Feeling quite down.

Gonna try sleep it off.

Losing it?

2009-02-26T21:26:00.003+11:00

To my astonishment I just realised that its going to be Friday tomorrow!

Far out! I don't even remember what I did on Monday...

This is bad, I think I'm losing it. Brain Deteriorating.. Brain Malfunction? Brain Lag? Brain Dead...

I've been working at my dad's childcare this past week.

It takes me about an hour to make ONE fly screen...

About 45 minutes to install an auto door closer..

I think my whole body is lagging.

My new phone which I'll be getting when I start Army

Nokia E51 (non-Camera)

Which Colour should I pick? Black Silver Brown?

=.= I've got to get the non-camera model because I'm going to be taking it into Camp.

Coolest thing about getting this phone is the plan that comes along with it.

$25.60 SGD

100mins free outgoing

FREE UNLIMITED SMS to anyone

FREE camp calls (for NSF) ie, calling out from army base areas.

How awesome is that?!

In addition its $0 for the phone too!

Eddy, Bryan and Guo Hao are making their way to Melbourne on Tuesday. I've got to get their itinerary completed ASAP!

Excitement Or Fear?

2009-02-26T00:58:00.000+11:00

2009

Thursday, 26 February

Was just looking at flight tickets to Singapore.

Instead of clicking on a Return ticket, this time I'm requesting for a One way ticket.

I have no clue what lies ahead of me in the next few months.

Having always to enjoy the ability to find out about what I'm getting myself into,

I'm having difficulty get information about National Service..

What Platoon am I going to be in?

What is it going to be like not knowing anyone in camp?

Where are the facilities?

Who are going to be my new friends?

Am I going to be able to cope in camp?

Im dreading the feeling of leaving Melbourne and my Family for 2 years.. I truly am.

I feel like a small boy who is signing up for military service....

Its been too fast

2009-02-23T19:25:00.001+11:00

2009
Saturday, 21 February

Its been a hectic two and a half months away from home.
But being back again still feels great!

Student Life Camp
Jon, Jerusha and myself took a day trip to Anglesea to check out the combined student life camp.
The trip to the camp site was pretty tiring as all of us probably only had about four hours of sleep the night before.
I even attempted to wake up at 5 am so that I can walk to Boxhill from Doncaster and had breakfast before meeting Jon and jerusha at 8. But that didn't happen as it was pouring when I woke up. So instead I got out of bed at 6 and caught buses to meet the rest. Poor Jon who had to drive all the way there and back to Melbourne. Thanks Jon, appreciate it mate.

The camp kinda made me realise that God is truly moving amongst all of us regardless if we're part of his plan. I've understood that God has given us the opportunities to be part of his movement here on Earth, but it is out decision to take up the many opportunities that we may encounter.
I've yet to learn to seize every opportunity that God has allowed me to have and make the most out of it.

Nat
I came home after the day trip and I decided to jump on Isaac's blog to have a read. And to my amazement he has finally uploaded pictures and created a special post for the mission trip to Thailand we had early on this year.
As I read his post, he reminds us all about the sponsored child that Grace, Haney, Isaac and myself share a month to cover her daily expenses merely with $44AUD.
It came to my mind that the night when we said goodbye to her, she did not realise that she wasn't going to see us again after having to get to know us better almost every single day for 3-4 days.
Imagine how a six year old would've felt when she finds out that the people (us) that has brought her so many presents and poured out so much love on her within a short period were not going to be there anymore the next day...
I really felt her pain when I thought about it... that made me tear alittle.

I really want to go back and visit her again.
Just look at her in the back with her palms on the window... it seems like she is reaching out towards us...
We love her.

Unfit much?

2009-02-23T19:21:00.001+11:00

2009
Monday, 23 February

After church today, the guys and myself went for a 2.7km run around Ruffy Lake. The run was initially easier than I thought it would be, but as I came around the lake, I attempted to increase my speed and maintain it in-front of the pack. However I experienced a stitch and felt excruciating pain in my abdominal muscle, since then my pace decreased dramatically.
Sighs, I really need to get fitter before National Service..

In addition, my 11 months mobile decided to stop working today! And I discovered that it was the connection behind the phone between the screen and the motherboard that had failed. I'm just ordering the extra part online at the moment and hopefully I can get it fixed, or I'll be contact-LESS... sighs!