I’ve been reflecting recently… Maybe it’s because I will be leaving this place soon and going back to my former life? Will things be the same? Look forward and never look back? What is friendship and how do we define it?

Here is an interesting article which I read… and I thought it would be good to share…

“One of my professors once told us to diversify our own personalities, and today I am very grateful to him for his advice, because I make a conscious effort to accept someone without judgments. These days, we name almost any relation as a “friend.” Do we really think what kind of friend we are to another, or what kind of friends we are actually looking for?

7. School Friends (Memory Revisiting) – There are a lot of friends in this group. If we have not kept in touch, most of them are acquaintances at this stage. Most likely we have changed, since we last saw them and they have changed also. We will meet them at reunions, alumni events. Most of the conversations are nostalgic and about the “good old days.””

(Written by Rajyeshwari Ghosh)

Daze xxx

Some of my immediate family managed to take time out of their holiday plans and spend time with ADCA in Singapore… It’s been awhile since all of us bunked out in one house and just chilled and ate… They all stayed at our house and although, there weren’t enough beds – it was fun to all squeeze in together and sleep wherever there was space! I rather miss those days when we were younger and we all squeezed into each other’s bedrooms, or had sleeping bags laid all over the floors cos we just liked the whole ‘sleep-over’ thing!

Shame that it rained ALOT during their stay though… cos it would have been nice to take them to more places to eat good food!

My youngest sister Ansy was the last to leave Singa and she so reminded me of myself when I first came to Singapore…. She currently lives in Taiwan, and whilst she was here, she had a list of things that she needed to do.. Like have her hair cut, eat a good western meal, buy certain british stuff to bring back with her…. These things seem so trivial but when you live in a country where you don’t understand the language (and they don’t speak much english), where good old british stuff are hard to come by – I tell you, you have serious cravings… I was like that… I longed for jacket potato, a good bangers and mash dish, certain chocolates like Wispa, Fish and chips from a take-away… I still have the cravings but not so badly anymore! In a nice sort of way, I think I’m getting used to Singapore… the weather, the lifestyle, the accents, the foods… I never thought I would really… Because it was such a big culture shock to me! When we relocate back to UK, I think I will miss Singa and have those ‘cravings’ that I once had when I arrived here…

Chloe turned 2 during CNY… I look back and time has flown… I can’t believe how much she has grown…. She’s a proper madam now! And Andre, he’s also growing up so quickly…

Who knows what will happen in the future, But what I do hope is that all will be happy and stay close and in contact x

Happy Chinese New Year to all my family and friends out there!

Turned out that people who bought them are aliens who are spying on Earth and these aliens had earthy occupations as traders so they could afford the expensive eclairs… Reason for the air drop, their boss up there is rewarding them, and those eclairs are special ingredients not found on earth… LOL

Ans: Because they want to have quality babies.

So how to make sure they have quality babies?

Ans: Make sure they stay at the high floors, so that they will have high quality babies. Even better if they stay at the penthouse, they will have the highest quality babies.

Ok.. This is not that funny, but this morning when I was still in bed and subconsciously I was thinking about this Quality Hotel thing…. Weird I know, but just blogging it so that I will have a record of this weird incident/dream.

The beginning of the dream, a group of friends and I were on top of a narrow and small tower/platform standing at 10 ft high. Looking over the sea, and the sea is within 5 metres from the tower. We were dressed in black camo utility wear, and lightly armed. I saw my medic course’s garang instructor, giving some garang speech. He then introduced his assistants and called them the PA-s.

All of the sudden, I just fell down. And I actually landed in water instead of the sand that was beneath us just then. I looked up and saw 3 options to get myself up to the tower again.

i) climb up a rope all the way up to another tower adjacent to where I fell.

ii) climb up halfway up a rope to a pillar and go horizontally across the beam to the place where I fell from.

iii) swim underwater in icy cold water and locate an underwater opening leading to shore that will lead me to the tower.

Make a guess which option did I choose in my dream? (Or did my dream choosen it for me)

I went for the swim. Had to do it 2 times before I got it right. I went ashore and all my friends were gone. They had went for lunch without me. So I went to the changing room and change my gear, and surprisingly I find that place very familar. It is a squarish compact room, I have been there before. But hey, it is a ladies changing room now in my dream.. And I saw one of the male PA-s, whom I have seen in real life before. He spoke to me, but i do not remember what was said.

I then went to the cookhouse (familar and looks like a school’s canteen) to eat my lunch, and as all CDOs will know that SOF have special meal arrangements during their selection test period. A table specially setup for them, their lunch is already on the table, with drinks, fruits etc.. In my dream, the table setup was exactly the same, and as I walked towards the table, I saw no one on that table. I saw 8-9 plates half eaten lunch and 1 full-to-the-max plate waiting for me, and next to the plate was a note, from our chief instructor, saying: “We will gather everyone for a briefing after lunch.”

Then I woke up.. Man… What was that supposed to mean?

Before this dream, I actually dreamt of another 2 dreams which are totally random but interesting.

Dream 1 – I dreamt that I still live in one of the flat that I used to live in 10 years ago. I dreamt that I went to bed at 9pm (which I did in real life yesterday) and woke up at 2am but my parents were not at home. (I know it becos their bedroom door was open) Then I went to hang my laundry becos I realised that my clothes were in the washing machine. It was then when I saw them opening the gate with groceries, and they both looked happy and cheerful. Now that is a rare sight, as I have not seen it before when they come home together both with smiley faces. That was quite nice a feeling in my dream.

I asked them where they have been, and they said, they just went to Geylang to do some groceries shopping. They bought quite a lot of things and my mum was so happy that she got XXXXXXX (i do no remember that part) That dream ended just like that.

Dream 2 – I was working with my gf (Daisy my wife in real life) in a warehouse that deals with some futuristic stuff/gadgets. And my boss specifically told me to come to work tomorrow. So the next day when I woke up, Daisy said, “come on let’s go or we will be late for work.” Then suddenly my parents pulled me aside and told me to work for my grandmother (this dream grandmother who is a celebrity in real life, isn’t my real GM). My grandmother wants to grind rock hard malt sugar blocks (look alike) into powder. So there it was this pallet full of malt sugar blocks, a grinder machine and a large stainless steel tray to collect the powder.

We were doing this in the front porch of our house (and it looks like 70s style bungalow and looks like a kampong in Malaysia) and the front porch was quite huge, so the machine was like 5 metres away from the pallet, so Daisy was telling me off becos she needed some help with the tray at the same time, she needed more blocks to put into the grinder.

She also reminded me that we were so late for work.. Then I woke up.

Man… what does all these dreams mean? Its 4.35am when I woke up and now its 6.21am supposedly waking up at 7am.. I ain’t sleeping at 9pm again!!!

The scenario was: The country is at war with our neighbour country. And the enemies are rushing to the frontline, on our land. Our commanding officer, was giving a motivational speech at the beginning, and was telling us that we must be ruthless towards our enemy, and this could be our last battle, the make it or break it type.

Not long after he finished the speech, we (the fighting contigent) started to charge towards the bridge that separates us from the enemy. As I was climbing up the top of the bridge, I could see hundreds of enemies charging in our direction and they were all wearing the black silat attire. In my view I could see some familar faces from Commando Battalion, bravely fighting against our enemy. Surprisingly, they were all fighting unarmed, all except me, I was shooting from my pistol. I was just shooting every unfamilar faces I see in my view, headshots most of the time. It was quite real and I was feeling the war atmosphere. I was killing every opposition I see and reloading my gun very quickly. That is because there is a sense of fear in me that I will be dead if the enemy are not dead. I want to see my family again.

So the shooting went on and on, I shot teens, women and men who were posing a threat to me. It wasn’t a great scene in my opinion but the shooting continues as my survival instinct keeps reminding me, their death is better than my death.

After about 5 mins (real time – seems like 30mins in the dream), the battle was won. We won that critical battle. But no one was smiling or laughing, because we all are losers. A few of us including myself broke down in tears, thinking why do we need to resort to such situation.

Then I woke up and I was glad that my wife and baby are sleeping next to me. Then 2 words suddenly appear in my mind, and I see it with a different perspective. “National Service”

I dreamt that some of my cherished friends and myself is trapped in a very small squarish building, and in the middle of the building is actually empty, meaning it would looks like a squarish Polo Sweet from top view. We were all armed with semi-automatic weapons, and we seems to be in anticipation for some enemies approaching and trying to get into our building.

It was kinda of fun in the dream, I thought, the thrill and weapons, with my brothers-in-arms… And seriously I wasn’t even scared and in fright, so it must be a game. Throughout the dream, all the way till I woke up, there were no fighting actions. Hence I did not have a chance to see the enemy and fight them. What a pity!! heheheheh..

I tried to make sense out of this dream but I couldn’t. But I tends to link it to a new game that a few of the SRT boys had recently played with me.. L4D..

In this game there are scenarios of the players (characters in the game) are trapped and have to defend themselves against the zombies!! We quite enjoyed it and will plan to go back and have some more fun… When I have the time to go that is.. ehehehhe..

Yesterday, I also have a dream, and this time, I am house mate with my platoon mate, Ah Guan.. Forgotten the details of it, but in the dream, we were very close brothers. Helping each other clear obstacles.. Maybe its a hint that I should get in touch with him soon.