I want to go back to school. I miss school.

I miss the days when I could have school breaks lasting for a month. Being totally in a blissful state of mind, lying back at Mind's Cafe or the library at the Esplanade or anything civilian after school and doing things that you actually enjoy doing. Your detention only last until 5pm and not over the weekends. Speaking of weekends, weekends are entirely yours most of the time and you are not liable to last minute call back. You dont have regulations on headdress and the cleanliness of your shoes. You want to go to school because of that special someone you have been thinking of. You might want to have intelligent debate about trival and subjective matters with your teachers without being purged for insubordination or in severe cases, mutiny. Most teachers encouraged their students to have a more inquisitive mind without being reprimanded for questioning orders.

I really dont wish to see myself blogging about NS stuffs in my future posts but its unfortunate that it revolves around me most of the time, including some weekends, which perhaps explain my nasty mood this weekend because I refused to answer any phone calls and msges on my mobile.

Bah.

For those who are feeling really down because of life's tragedies and its misgivings, Bobby Mcferrin might be the guy to put a smile on your face.

If you dont appreciate Reggae music, then dont listen and dont insult Bobby Mcferrin.





I always smile after listening to this...

The Cracking Point

One fine day, I was slacking in G2 Branch at Division. I was reading a book about SAF customs and traditions. To add insult to injury, I realised the term 'Sergeant' comes from the word servant, in which this particular servant will do important tasks for his master.

Further reading revealed why Lieutenant General is of a higher rank than Major General. Lieutenant means Deputy. A Lieutenant Colonel is a deputy of a Colonel, a Lieutenant General is a deputy of a full fledged General. So if a Lieutenant is a deputy of a Captain or a full fledged officer and a 2nd Lieutenant is a deputy of a deputy of a full fledged officer, then he would be a half fucked officer.

The facts in the book were proven true when I realised I was a servant doing 'very important' tasks for my masters.

"Sgt neo, come here."

One of the officers point to my rank and said something about it being 3 stripes only. Then he took an empty plate and looked at me.

Fuck mann, i was fucking dulan. I would'nt mind doing a favour for high ranking people if they have asked me nicely, instead of using rank on me. I am only a NSF. Bitches.

I was so dulan about everything in these 2 weeks at the CP, that i actually showed my displeasure. The next day, my S3 asked me whether if i was damn angry with him. I was in fact very angry at him but decided to say I wasnt.

I came to a conclusion that after 2 weeks spent in a CP filled with officers, I am serving my 2 years of liability not for my country but for people whom i dont even respect.

I was watching House TV series some weeks ago and Dr House said something that really got me awe-struck.

You cant die with dignity. Since the day you were born, you are dying, its ugly. You can only live with dignity.

(not the exact words)

I concur totally with what Dr. House had said to his patient. But despite the fact that everyone is decomposing from the time you are born, Homo-sapiens, being the most superior and most intelligent being in the mortal world on Earth, decides to kill each other because of differences in race, language and religion.

Come on, life is already ugly. There is already differences in economy standings, Mother Nature and microorganisms that will kill you. Do we really have to further degrade the ugliness of life through genocide and war? Do individuals have to kill themselves over trival matters like being obliged to serve their nation for 2 years or over an opposite gender because of love?

We have a bigger picture to think about.