A year since Disney

Exactly 1 year ago from today, was the last day of my time in Disneyworld, Orlando.
There are just so much memories of that place and time, that i get super nostalgic dwelling on it.
For example, reminiscing my apartment that i stayed in there, the frantic packing up and settling everything on the last day, and not to forget the great mess that was left of the apartment upon our departure.

kitchen sink area

dressing table in bedroom

the whole living room

notice the abandoned spongebob in the corner...

its like a battlefield

looking at the video, i realised there were some stuff i left behind that i still wanted! But anyways, i was already facing a luggage space crisis then, not much more could have been saved back home.

Life has never been the same for me since the time before Disney.
But i have by now fully integrated back into life in my homeland, and it all seems now like just a long, sweet, adventurous dream. I cant be dreaming for too long; I had to wake up someday...

Look to the skies.

My unit posting is out. For the next 20 months, i will be training to shoot at planes! how interesting. My vocation is called ‘air defence weapons operator’.

when i first saw my posting, i was like ‘ohh cool!’

That was cause its under Air force. But when i look carefully, it actually could very well turn out to be a pretty boring and sian role. I could imagine myself spending 20 months, everyday sitting behind an Anti-air gun, staring at the sky and waiting to shoot enemy planes that never come.

My camp is the Air force school, in the paya lebar area, but far from any MRT. ppl say there is nothing but nothingness around the vicinity of the airbase. like an out-of-civilisation area surrounded by lots of civilisation further out.

Yes, God has a plan for me to be in this position. perhaps in the dullness of my job ill have more time to spend thinking about God. Or maybe i am specially put there to meet a friend, who God wants to reach through me. Or maybe its not as dull and boring as i think, and i gain much from it. Im not disappointed or feeling sian about my posting. Just eager to wait and see whats in store for me. Keep the anticipation up a little! haha.

Got no time for BMT, but got time for POP!

8 Jan 2011 was a day of double once-a-lifetime celebrations:
Firstly, my cousin's wedding; the first of my cousins to get married. Congrats to him...
And secondly, is none other than my POP!
Though the clash made me miss the tea ceremony in the morning and my parents to miss my POP, i managed to attend both in the end.

POP marked the end of my BMT, and possibly the last of my times on that tekong island. Even if i have to ever go back there again, never again as a recruit!
Memorable is the moment where i tossed up my jockey cap together with 1900 other recruits, standing proud on the marina floating platform, in the sight of our friends and loved ones, and officially graduated from a recruit. But memorable also are the last events leading up to it.

During the last week in tekong, all hell broke loose during our free time in the bunk; pranking one another like there's no tomorrow. I got it one of the worst; with powder, toothpaste, booby trap on my locker, and a massive pin-down.
There was the farewell session with our commanders, where we all powder-bathed them till their hair and uniform were all white. haha.
There was the slightly emotional last departure from tekong island, with both happy and sad feelings.
And then there on the mainland, was our 24+km route march from Changi ferry terminal all the way down East coast park and finally into Marina bay, with our bulging field packs containing everything remaining in our lockers, all in. Our legs were crumbling, shoulders sore, hands numb, and stayed on the brink of falling asleep anywhere - pushed on solely by our morale to POP, so that not one person fell out.

But BMT is only the first 10% of my NS time, meant to turn me from a civilian to a soldier. Its just the tip of the iceburg, all just the basics, all purposed for adaptation. Now the real stuff comes when i join my next unit - to train me from a soldier to be a better, well trained, specialised army personnel. everything should be pushed a bar higher. but it really much depends, cause some accounts say unit life is more slack than BMT... just some give and take.
Now i get a brief 1-week break; a blessed relief nevertheless.
To recharge to fight on again harder and longer, for the rest of my unit life.

I just pray for God's best will for me as to where i am posted to next. i might be disappointed. but i must not let my personal preferences cloud my vision in seeing how God's plan for me is the best.

Year to remember

Happy New Year!

A new year has come, a new year of oportunities. or at least a chance for opportunities. for new experiences and growth. which im sure there will be.


At this time last year, i was still in Disney world, having celebrated the crossing of 2009 to 2010 with a Fantasy in the Sky fireworks spectacular over the Cinderella Castle. There i was, on the bridge in front of the castle, packed tight within a massive crowd stretching from the castle base until the start of Main Street USA, all trying to get a good view of the fireworks. No doubt it was a high time, and a moment to remember. This time, the last hour of the year was spent in a humble auditorium in a kindergarten, no fireworks, fancy lights, large crowds, party mood and music; but gathered with my family in Christ, all together in our Father's house, dedicating the new year to Him as it arrives. I would say, this is a lot more meaningful.

2009 was a year of transition between 3 different phases for me. first it was the transition from the Disney and American life back to the singaporean life. then into a volunteer and spiritual-based life in YWAM. And then into the regimental life in the army, as present. Each had a nice long 2-month break in between to smoothen the transitions. haha.

Looking back at the years passed, why do years pass faster and faster each time?
It might be a good thing, if it means that things went smoothly through the year.
Or it could be a bad thing if it means i was just passing time and nothing much happened during this time - just a monotonous life.
I think as we get older, time generally seems to pass faster.
But i still feel too young for time to go this fast.