3 men sat at the edge of a cliff one day discussing their pathetic lives. A fairy appeared and decided to grant each of them a wish. They were to shout out their wish clearly and leap off the edge for it to come true. And so the first man got up and shouted "Happiness" and leapt off the edge. He landed safely at the bottom considerably happier. The second man jumped off the cliff and shouted "friends!" and he landed admidst the company of his closest friends to be.
The third got onto the edge all excited and ready to get his wish. But in his excitement he slipped and yelled "SHIT"


Don't we sometimes find ourselves like the third man? Life's full of shit and we don't even know what we did to deserve it.


Perhaps i'm just being paranoid but ever since i've entered the army, i sense a change in the dynamics of the relationships in my family. Ben keeps to himself and the computer so much and can't seem to talk politely. Dad and mum don't communicate any better. One would think informing one parent of one's intentions would suffice but no... there's a permanent break down in communications! I get so fed up that i come home to this mess after 5 days being away from home, expecting some warmth and cosyness in this place i call home but based on a hope which didn't materialise.


Insomnia is taking it's toll on me, i get irritated so easily nowadays, and the next minute i can be "rolling on the floor laughing" like i just breathed in laughing gas. I hate this arrogant streak of mine too. So many a times, i don't mean to be harsh in my speech but my lips move to fast for their own good. I ought to learn to swallow my words.




In other not so important, purely informative news, the SAF medical review board is gonna upgrade my pes status to B. For all who don't understand, it's all right. not important. But for those who do and are laughing (or crying for me) right now.. well.. let's just say i still have lots to be thankful for. Cos i already finished BMT and my vocation training, so it'sunlikely that they'll make me re-course.



Life isn't a struggle, it's a wiggle. huh?