GdLuckNvFadeXXXGoodness
Sunday, June 04, 2006
Hello hi i'm back again. how are days like? Now i am serving the NS(national service) as a fire fighter in SCDF. All i could say is that life really sucks in NS. Days are really different now. I just dunno why problems keep arising. Not long ago, it was a sunday, and i could still remember that monday was a holiday and something bad happen. In the morning when i just came back from my girlfriends place, i recieved a call telling me that my Grandpa collapsed at the market and had fits. I got really anxious and i rushed down to check out what was happening and i saw him sitting on a chair and staring into blank space. i asked him what happened, he couldn't really answer me. all he said was "i'm ok, go home and rest can already", ok i thought he's really ok. so i helped him up and suddenly his legs got weak and fall a little so i helped him onto a chair and out of a sudden, his eyes rolled up and went in to a fits state, i got really scare and i din know what to do, all i did was hugged him and shout out "gong gong! gong gong!" and someone came with a spoon and inserted into his mouth to prevent him from biting his tougue. this moment i really felt like a sharp knife stabbed into my heart. it reallys hurts,really.. a few years ago he is still very heathly and fine. slowly he became senile and forgetful. i am really very sad to him like that. so after inserting the spoon in his mouth, he regained consicious and he wanted to go home and rest but i insisted on calling the ambulance which i did. He was sent to the hospital, my mother and i went. i went in to the A&E waiting room and waited, not long my uncle and relative came and he was outside making a big fuss cause he wasn't allowed to go in the waiting room as only one person is allowed to go in the room. so he flashed his doctor pass from gleneagles but he couldn't get in cause the hospital (tan tock seng) had to keep to their rules. i saw the commotion outside and quickly approached them, by that time my uncle became very angry and transferred my Grandpa to gleneagles. the doctor there checked my grandpa and said that some of his heart's artilitery has been blocked due to excessive smoking for years, so he has to go for an operation. but he is to weak for one so he has to build up his body resistance before he could do that. so he had to stay at my uncle house for now, so that they can observe his diet and the time for medication. and one thing that pissed me off alot is that my uncle and his wife tried to talk him into becoming a christian when he is in the hospital and he agreeded. he was a devoted buddhist and i am not really very convinced that he agreeded to it, so for weeks my uncle and his wife brought him to church and pray, but one day he suddenly claimed " i am not a christian and why should i go to the church." and now i get the story, my uncle and his wife took the chance when he was weak and in a sub concisous state and made him a christian. why did they have to do that??? why can't they let my Grandpa have a choice on his own. but he hasn't been bapist yet. but what i think is that all kind of religion is trying to convey a message to their followers that do what's right and try to pratice to do good deeds, no matter what religion u are in, if practice to do good deeds and u will be a better person and u feel happier too. just like there is once that when i was still studying in BMC, i was posted to Blastier Hill secondary school to take my o lvls, after my exams i was taking a bus home i saw a blind man trying to take a bus. but no one bother to help him. how could he know that his bus is coming and which number is it, so i took the initiative to ask him what bus is he going to board and guide him to the bus he want. i dun mind missing four buses of mine just to help in. but what i hate is that those who are also at the bus stop gave me a kind of strange look at me. why? is it wrong to help? but this does not stop me from helping. i also felt very happy and proud that i helped a blind man. so what i think that no matter what religion u are,if practice to do good deeds and u will be a better person and u feel happier too. just like there is once that when i was still studying in BMC, i was posted to Blastier Hill secondary school to take my o lvls, after my exams i was taking a bus home i saw a blind man trying to take a bus. but no one bother to help him. how could he know that his bus is coming and which number is it, so i took the initiative to ask him what bus is he going to board and guide him to the bus he want. i dun mind missing four buses of mine just to help him. but what i hate is that those who are also at the bus stop gave me a kind of strange look at me. why? is it wrong to help? but this does not stop me from helping. i also felt very happy and proud that i helped a blind man. ya so back to my Grandpa. i am really depressed of what happen to him.But all these are not all. life is so different when i went in to ns. my father and my mom quarrelled about allowance, and my dad was reluctant to give. talking about financial... another problem came along. my grandpa bills came, it was like almost 5k and it was sent to my uncle's house. of course, being a doctor must be filthy rich or should i emphasis on (specialist)? and also being the eldest among the siblings. who should foot the bill? him? i was expecting him but i was wrong. HE AND HIS WIFE took the bill out and place it on the table and wanted to share among my mother, another younger brother of his and him. i did not say it was wrong but my mother is holding a part time job, and earning like less than 2k? and did i mention she's a divorcee? they wanted to claim 1k plus from my mother but if she give 1k plus to them what is she going to eat? ok nvm about that, later they decided to get from my Grandpa's account. but my mom told them that Grandpa dun have that much money. they did not believe and insisted on checking my Grandpa's account. why do they have to do that? i am very pissed off with them. why? ok they live in a bunglow which at least cost about 2 to 3 million with 3 storeys and a basement. not to mention, they have 3 cars.2 BMWs and a 7 seater. a small private garden, a personal ktv room. AND they cannot afford??? but whereas they have to claim from my mother who lives in a HDB and trying her best to support her 2 kids and who also a divorcee. ok nvm. worst of all, they always putting up a very very false front. always being so nice, so helpful, always going to church and do voluntary work. and always showing off to us that her church has famous people with high reputation. what the use? ok going to church, doing voluntary work is good but what is the use when back home u are treating your family members this way? i just dun understand. stress keep coming to me what i can do? i can only come out on weekends and that really sucks. in the camp is really stressful enough for me and now there are more stress coming in. nvm. all i have to do is to endure another month or so. cause by then i'll be either doing shift work or 8 to 5, then i'll have more time to settle things. and even my car is also giving me problems for past 2 months, i have been visting the workplace so frequent than even the mechanic has to ask me what's the problem again. nvm now i placed my car at the workshop to have everything fixed. anyway today is sunday, and it sucks, i have to go back to camp being tortured again. people might think that SCDF is more relaxing than ARMY, but they din know that there is a course named FFC(fire fighter course) and it is definately much more tougher than army. there is no welfare given at all. when u are in the army, your parents can complain and the officers over there will make amends and make training much more easier. but as for fire fighter, there is no room for comments and complains, they only accept compliments. we have to wear thick fire resistant protection which is damn suffocating and hot. nvm. anyway ENDURANCE is the word. life still has to go on. every fall back is a gaining experiece and failure is a part of success. anyway i'll talk about my friends. 2 of my good friends will be a national slave soon. nd and jackson both will be serving ns, one on the 9th and one on the 13th of june. jackson will be in the police force, oh my.. i got a police friend! haha, i am not scare of ah beng anymore. and as for nd, i am abit worried for him cause i am afraid he might not take it. he kind of weak on both phycial and mental. anyway nd.. all i have to say is to endure!!! take care both of u~ now i am left with 4 weeks to go~~~ i have already endured 8 weeks, actually when i think back, time really flies. for all these times i really have to thank my mom and my gf. i have to thank my mother for putting lots and lots of effort. she always drive me back and forth from camp and also that when she's back from work and do household chores. i think that it's really very tough for her. thank you mom. next is my gf, thank u for keeping me accompany no matter when i am in or out of camp. thank u for talking to me when i am in camp, thank u for accompanying me for a movie on every saturdays. love mom and u so much. actually this my second blog web i dunno why i cannot access into the first one. but anyway i guess i have to stop here cause ir's already 6 plus, i have to prepare and go back to camp. i'll continue next week and most probably i'll upload some pictures. i love mom sher nd jack ray sys and most of all my dear.
Love,
GdLuckNvFadeXXXGoodness aka jer
(GdLuckNvFadeXXXGoodness Unstoppable Power) (Goodness)
Hello hi i'm back again. how are days like? Now i am serving the NS(national service) as a fire fighter in SCDF. All i could say is that life really sucks in NS. Days are really different now. I just dunno why problems keep arising. Not long ago, it was a sunday, and i could still remember that monday was a holiday and something bad happen. In the morning when i just came back from my girlfriends place, i recieved a call telling me that my Grandpa collapsed at the market and had fits. I got really anxious and i rushed down to check out what was happening and i saw him sitting on a chair and staring into blank space. i asked him what happened, he couldn't really answer me. all he said was "i'm ok, go home and rest can already", ok i thought he's really ok. so i helped him up and suddenly his legs got weak and fall a little so i helped him onto a chair and out of a sudden, his eyes rolled up and went in to a fits state, i got really scare and i din know what to do, all i did was hugged him and shout out "gong gong! gong gong!" and someone came with a spoon and inserted into his mouth to prevent him from biting his tougue. this moment i really felt like a sharp knife stabbed into my heart. it reallys hurts,really.. a few years ago he is still very heathly and fine. slowly he became senile and forgetful. i am really very sad to him like that. so after inserting the spoon in his mouth, he regained consicious and he wanted to go home and rest but i insisted on calling the ambulance which i did. He was sent to the hospital, my mother and i went. i went in to the A&E waiting room and waited, not long my uncle and relative came and he was outside making a big fuss cause he wasn't allowed to go in the waiting room as only one person is allowed to go in the room. so he flashed his doctor pass from gleneagles but he couldn't get in cause the hospital (tan tock seng) had to keep to their rules. i saw the commotion outside and quickly approached them, by that time my uncle became very angry and transferred my Grandpa to gleneagles. the doctor there checked my grandpa and said that some of his heart's artilitery has been blocked due to excessive smoking for years, so he has to go for an operation. but he is to weak for one so he has to build up his body resistance before he could do that. so he had to stay at my uncle house for now, so that they can observe his diet and the time for medication. and one thing that pissed me off alot is that my uncle and his wife tried to talk him into becoming a christian when he is in the hospital and he agreeded. he was a devoted buddhist and i am not really very convinced that he agreeded to it, so for weeks my uncle and his wife brought him to church and pray, but one day he suddenly claimed " i am not a christian and why should i go to the church." and now i get the story, my uncle and his wife took the chance when he was weak and in a sub concisous state and made him a christian. why did they have to do that??? why can't they let my Grandpa have a choice on his own. but he hasn't been bapist yet. but what i think is that all kind of religion is trying to convey a message to their followers that do what's right and try to pratice to do good deeds, no matter what religion u are in, if practice to do good deeds and u will be a better person and u feel happier too. just like there is once that when i was still studying in BMC, i was posted to Blastier Hill secondary school to take my o lvls, after my exams i was taking a bus home i saw a blind man trying to take a bus. but no one bother to help him. how could he know that his bus is coming and which number is it, so i took the initiative to ask him what bus is he going to board and guide him to the bus he want. i dun mind missing four buses of mine just to help in. but what i hate is that those who are also at the bus stop gave me a kind of strange look at me. why? is it wrong to help? but this does not stop me from helping. i also felt very happy and proud that i helped a blind man. so what i think that no matter what religion u are,if practice to do good deeds and u will be a better person and u feel happier too. just like there is once that when i was still studying in BMC, i was posted to Blastier Hill secondary school to take my o lvls, after my exams i was taking a bus home i saw a blind man trying to take a bus. but no one bother to help him. how could he know that his bus is coming and which number is it, so i took the initiative to ask him what bus is he going to board and guide him to the bus he want. i dun mind missing four buses of mine just to help him. but what i hate is that those who are also at the bus stop gave me a kind of strange look at me. why? is it wrong to help? but this does not stop me from helping. i also felt very happy and proud that i helped a blind man. ya so back to my Grandpa. i am really depressed of what happen to him.But all these are not all. life is so different when i went in to ns. my father and my mom quarrelled about allowance, and my dad was reluctant to give. talking about financial... another problem came along. my grandpa bills came, it was like almost 5k and it was sent to my uncle's house. of course, being a doctor must be filthy rich or should i emphasis on (specialist)? and also being the eldest among the siblings. who should foot the bill? him? i was expecting him but i was wrong. HE AND HIS WIFE took the bill out and place it on the table and wanted to share among my mother, another younger brother of his and him. i did not say it was wrong but my mother is holding a part time job, and earning like less than 2k? and did i mention she's a divorcee? they wanted to claim 1k plus from my mother but if she give 1k plus to them what is she going to eat? ok nvm about that, later they decided to get from my Grandpa's account. but my mom told them that Grandpa dun have that much money. they did not believe and insisted on checking my Grandpa's account. why do they have to do that? i am very pissed off with them. why? ok they live in a bunglow which at least cost about 2 to 3 million with 3 storeys and a basement. not to mention, they have 3 cars.2 BMWs and a 7 seater. a small private garden, a personal ktv room. AND they cannot afford??? but whereas they have to claim from my mother who lives in a HDB and trying her best to support her 2 kids and who also a divorcee. ok nvm. worst of all, they always putting up a very very false front. always being so nice, so helpful, always going to church and do voluntary work. and always showing off to us that her church has famous people with high reputation. what the use? ok going to church, doing voluntary work is good but what is the use when back home u are treating your family members this way? i just dun understand. stress keep coming to me what i can do? i can only come out on weekends and that really sucks. in the camp is really stressful enough for me and now there are more stress coming in. nvm. all i have to do is to endure another month or so. cause by then i'll be either doing shift work or 8 to 5, then i'll have more time to settle things. and even my car is also giving me problems for past 2 months, i have been visting the workplace so frequent than even the mechanic has to ask me what's the problem again. nvm now i placed my car at the workshop to have everything fixed. anyway today is sunday, and it sucks, i have to go back to camp being tortured again. people might think that SCDF is more relaxing than ARMY, but they din know that there is a course named FFC(fire fighter course) and it is definately much more tougher than army. there is no welfare given at all. when u are in the army, your parents can complain and the officers over there will make amends and make training much more easier. but as for fire fighter, there is no room for comments and complains, they only accept compliments. we have to wear thick fire resistant protection which is damn suffocating and hot. nvm. anyway ENDURANCE is the word. life still has to go on. every fall back is a gaining experiece and failure is a part of success. anyway i'll talk about my friends. 2 of my good friends will be a national slave soon. nd and jackson both will be serving ns, one on the 9th and one on the 13th of june. jackson will be in the police force, oh my.. i got a police friend! haha, i am not scare of ah beng anymore. and as for nd, i am abit worried for him cause i am afraid he might not take it. he kind of weak on both phycial and mental. anyway nd.. all i have to say is to endure!!! take care both of u~ now i am left with 4 weeks to go~~~ i have already endured 8 weeks, actually when i think back, time really flies. for all these times i really have to thank my mom and my gf. i have to thank my mother for putting lots and lots of effort. she always drive me back and forth from camp and also that when she's back from work and do household chores. i think that it's really very tough for her. thank you mom. next is my gf, thank u for keeping me accompany no matter when i am in or out of camp. thank u for talking to me when i am in camp, thank u for accompanying me for a movie on every saturdays. love mom and u so much. actually this my second blog web i dunno why i cannot access into the first one. but anyway i guess i have to stop here cause ir's already 6 plus, i have to prepare and go back to camp. i'll continue next week and most probably i'll upload some pictures. i love mom sher nd jack ray sys and most of all my dear.
Love,
GdLuckNvFadeXXXGoodness aka jer
(GdLuckNvFadeXXXGoodness Unstoppable Power) (Goodness)
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