'Thanks'

'Cher! Cher! Thanks for helping just now!' - Those were the words of a student from 4-3 that will remain vivid in my memories always.

I would never forget the look of sincere gratitude on his face as he hurriedly said his piece and rushed up the stairs. As I walked past him, the feeling of satisfaction and appreciation was overwhelming.

I finally understand the immaterial gains of teaching. I had only a brief 1hour with him. Relieved 4-3 for A maths. He asked a few questions, and I answered. Thank God I still knew my Add maths. Lol. Well, nothing much I thought. The feeling of being able to help was great, especially since maths was my forte. Didn't expect anything at that moment though. It wasn't till later that I met him after recess.

Well, don't actually know his name. Oops.

Anyway, amidst all the raw and brutal comments from students and teachers alike (Yes, a teacher actually told me I wasn't strict enough. In her words,"I think you better not teach anymore, you can't control the class"), the satisfaction of being able to teach is indescribable. Can't explain how I feel exactly, but this brief encounter has left its indelible mark on me.

If God ever calls me to teach in the future, this would be one incident that would always encourage me to press on!

Happy Birthday to Mummy!

Hey Mum! Happy 50th birthday!!

Wow! My mum's half a century old!

I came back from running at ECP and I thought I'd surprise her with a nice cake.

So I waited for the car; too lazy to take bus down to buy. My bro and mum came back. Thankfully, she asked me to buy coupons for the car. A good chance to sneak out! Anyway, I had it all planned out. I was suppose to eat 'dinner' after running. Hah.

So I drove out. It was pretty frustrating trying to find a carpark but I did! By the way, I went to Cheesecake Cafe along Upper East Coast Road. Their cakes are...more about them later.

So I brought it home, hoping I could get my brother to help my along with the act.

Left the cake outside to survey the surroundings. All clear. Tapped my brother on the shoulder. No response. Thinking that my mum was playing the computer or bathing, I brought the cake in. Guess what - she popped up. Man. What a waste! Anyway, she was really happy and that's all that matters!

Well, now to the cake. I got a blueberry cheesecake, pretty small for about 48 dough. The texture of the cheese is so so yummy. So creamy! The taste is just nice, not too cheesey or milky. The cookie base goes well with the cheese cream. And the BLUEBERRY is mouthwatering. The fruits on top give it a nice tangy taste. Oh man 10/10!

On a more serious note, this month got evangelistic meeting. Praying hard my family would be able to make it! Will keep praying!

Will try to take photos of the cake. Camera no battery. ...

Out.

Zippidee!

Well, not much on these days I guess.

It's been pretty ok in school because the sec3s are away at camp! Hah. A short break for me.

Anyway, yesterday some of us played badminton. It was really stressful cuz we were playing beside some people training. YES, they were training at the CC. They way they hit the shutters make us feel like primary school kids picking up a new sport. The sound of their top-notch racquets slicing and smashing the shutters were making us shudder.

Well, I left early to meet up woth Daryl and Gerald for dinner at NYDC. Yummy.

This week, I hope to get deeper in prayer and worship. Yesterday, I was unsuccessful. Bad time management. Felt a little 'sian' also. Tried to overcome, but only managed an 'ok' quiet time. Hmm, that ain't ok at all. Hah.

Today, with time as a luxury, I would really like to get into His presence and soak. Yup, just soak in His glory.

Was listening to Kent Henry in the staff room and reading my book. Wow, I just had to close my eyes and say a short prayer of worship to Jesus.

Not much work so far, and I thank God for it!

It's been a while since I last blog..let's see where we left of...

I went to Bedok Green to teach. Started teaching last Tuesday. The journey has began!

Well, after reading the papers yesterday on teachers blogging, I think I'd better be careful with my words.

Anyway, it has been an ENRICHING experience. Hmm. Well, let's just say I've never felt so tired in the past 3months. Haha. Well, teaching really isn't easy. I've been cracking my brain trying to figure out ways to help the kiddos study better.

I have a masterplan in mind and I do hope to fulfil it...Muahaha.

Well, this weekend, Ps Ben preached on praying for our schools. Honestly, having felt that desperation for a long time. Well, no worries. Just like I told my LG on sat, it's time I unlock my prayer closet and start interceding!

Do hope something will happen in Bedok Green. Don't know what God wants to do, but I'll try my best!

Argh. Just woke up. Re-reading my entry. Oh well. Good enough for re-entry to the electronic realm.

Out.

My Tribute

Oh man, the blogger thing is down. It's really frustrating.

Anyway, today was just so awesome!

Today I pay my tribute to the youth. Especially my LG and the people I prayed for. You guys made my day.

Well, it always seems that the people getting ministered too are the ones who get touched. Not true! I received such a blessing today!

I can't really describe how it feels. But it sure feels great to be part of what God wants to do in the lives of all our young people. When I knelt beside a brother, I just felt so blessed and privilege to know what God wants to tell him. It's just so awesome to be used by the Lord!

Of course, the physical sign of tears made the experience more tangible. But nonetheless, if you do the will of God for that day, that's all that is required. It's really awesome! I am so so blessed to be where I am! Thanks to the grace of God, I stand where I am. No credit for 'hitting the spot' today goes to me. I am just glad God counted me worthy!

So yes, thank you all who have made my day. You people are the reason we pray and continue to nurture! Yes YOU! So don't give up the race because we DO care and we labour alongside you as well!!

Youth Ministry - A ministry where I will continue polishing, till I see the DIAMOND in the people I love.So press on my friends, brothers and pals. Because we all long to see you grow up and take the mantle and destiny God has for YOU!

Joshua

My great man Joshua! You blessed chap! God really has been your strength!

As I read through the book of Joshua, it's amazing how when Joshua prayed and asked the Lord to hold the sun and moon and God did.

'God is God and I am not' - says Steven Curtis Chapman in one of His songs. Indeed God is God and He is a god who cares! I am just touched that God does listen to our requests. Just like Josh, I'm sure some of us have experienced it. Take the LG outing, it sure was a nice and sunny day! Thank God for no rain! It's so amazing that God cares greatly for us on such a personal level!

Second thought - Remembering the Lord

Throughout the lives of Israel, they have been told constantly to remember God! By attaching strings to their garments, by reading the Law at specific times; many other instances! Well, the one that caught my attention was the crossing of the Jordan. After crossing, they placed 12 stones as remembrance of what God had done for them - parting the great Jordan! (See Joshua 4.)

Well, as I look back in my life, I build my twelve stones for my Army experience. It sure was one of ups and downs. The 1st 7months weren't exactly fun or cheery. It was pretty gloomy and my heart melted down with despair. But God remembered me even when I was faithless. I remember one Sunday night, I felt as demoralized as every other Sunday night book-in. That night, I brought home a cd on which we recorded our youth's songs. I was listening to Alvin Chen's "No Matter What" and at that moment I really felt God telling me to hold on.

Whenever I sing that song, it brought back memories of the inner strength and assurance that Jesus was with me. It was so so real. Indescribable.

And so I build my twelve stones before Him, that I would never forget His goodness and mercy!

"Excerpts from No matter what"

You are my God
The one I love
You saw through me
You met my needs

When I was lost
You came to me
You pick me up, into Your arms
And set me free

And I love You no matter what my heart has ever gone through
All the pain and shame I give to You
And I love You no matter what my heart will ever go through
I'll always love and trust my faithful God

Yesterday.

Yesterday we had lots of fun at Marina Bay!! It was a ball of a time!

Anyway, we went there so early that it felt a little awkward to have only four of us present on such a vast piece of land. (Stanley, Wen Qiang, Ken and I went to recce first.)

The lifegroup camp shortly afterwards and we had lots of fun playing games and flying kites. Ate dinner at the bbq steamboat buffet and Stanley and Co. had a crispy good time frying prawns in butter. FYI, the oil looked a little like coke after some time…

Well the highlight of the day for me was kite-flying. Had a really tough time getting the kite up in the air. Spencer and I were blaming the kite for its poor make and lousy aerodynamics. Well it wasn’t long before we discovered that we actually didn’t let the tail down properly. Lame. Anyway we tried soon after and managed to get it up to about 2-3storeys. That was it. Kaput. Kabish. It had this weird corkscrew flight pattern that drove us insane because it was really hard to tug the string attached. We gave up not too long after that.

After sitting down for a little while and quenching our thirst with refreshing chilled 100plus, Hao Feng came to me and said,”Jem, borrow your kite, maybe I can fly it.” And so I did. In a twinkling of an eye, the kite was gone!

“Where is it?” I exclaimed. Wondering how in the world did he manage to bring it to such a whopping height.

“Er, I…I…don’t know! I can’t see it anymore…” Hao Feng shouted back across the field.

What is this?? It’s so unfair!!!! I am so frustrated. Maybe kites aren’t my cup of Oolong.

Well let’s not rake up unhappy memories anymore. Rest assured, I WILL return to Marina Bay once more to conquer the southern skies!

As I took the bus back home, I caught a few minutes of “A light date” on channel 5. I was pretty disgusted with the suggestive language the guys and ladies were conversing with. Don’t want to go into detail, too explicit and not really nice to mention as well. Oh man, it really shows how degrading television is getting, especially channel 5. What happen to wholesome shows like Phua Chu Kang and Under One Roof. Shows like Eye for a Guy are popping up and it’s really making television unwatchable. It was distasteful on my already charred tongue. Argh. I just could not take blatant flirting with dirty talk on TV. What values are we imparting to our kids? It’s prime time they’re airing the show at. I mean, would you like primary 4 girl going around asking others whether they think she’s sexy? Oh man. The future looks bleak for the younger ones. Channel 5 and his motley crew are out to pollute their innocent minds.

Maybe I’m taking this a little too far, but my concerns are genuine. I only wish they’d show a little more Spongebob.    

WAR!

The quiet place has been infiltrated! What was once a quiet serene abode has now been defiled by one of its own: My Brother. AS you can see, the photo of him has been taken off the previous entry.



This is WAR! Worry not my friends, it is my duty to do my utmost best in exposing that vile and treacherous sibling. I will not rest at any cost.



If you are reading this brother, you will know that 21 years of life have made me a more scheming,evil and diabolical being than what you are. Test the water and you will lose your limb.



Do not tread on dangerous ground young man..

John Of God?

I happened to watch tv and flipped to Discovery channel. The show talked about this spiritual healer called ‘John of God.’ It really caught my attention because I realize so many people look to a supernatural source of healing for their ailments –physical and emotional.

It jus struck me so hard. Jesus promised healing. God is known by Jehovah Rapha. Why are people still seeking spiritual healers and finding hope there instead of the church?
Where is the evidence of God’s power?

I shudder at the thought. What have I been doing? What have I been thinking about? What’s with all the irrelevant and non-consequential trivial events we participate in life? Why am I not focusing on spiritual things and having the kingdom mentality?

I struggle. I struggle because I am unable to bring the full potential that God has placed in me to it’s maximum capabilities. I struggle because at times, certain things seem more pleasurable and don’t require much effort. I am a comfort creature after all. Yet if you ask me whether I believe God can heal, yes He can. But Lord, don’t use me.

Frankly, I can’t and still feel unyielded and faithless in this aspect.

It’s pretty scary to blog this because a great burden rests upon me and our generation. If only we could tap into the Almighty Source, our healer, and bring restoration to many! Imagine! I can only imagine!

If only. Yet these words remain electronic if nothing is done. Maybe this week, I should try.

Out.

Inspiration

Inspiration. That’s what struck my heart today. After a short ‘speech’ by Ps Ben at the meeting, I really felt inspired to inspire. The bulletin’s cover read something like:  Inspire faith and not fear. Wow.

I don’t really know what to type. Just feel so determined to lead my guys to the next level.

Honestly, I wonder why it’s so hard for some of them to be on time. (Hey dudes, don’t get offended k…) Haha. And I wonder why some of them it really hard to do some other stuff as well.

Sidetrack: I look back at my own life and sometimes, I smile to myself. I smile because I used to be somewhat like that also! Oh man!

Anyway, let’s focus. Before my LG gets slightly aggressive and defensive, don’t worry, just read on yeah? So as I was saying, I really can’t understand. I ask myself, must I be harder on them? Am I too laxed? Or am I driving them to hard?

In retrospection, I don’t think I ever really scolded anyone (Have I?), and I did feel I told them quite a few times already, almost a nag at times. Felt quite dismayed and feeling ‘sighy’ as I thought to myself.

Inspiration. “Inspire them! You remember the leaders you all had? One thing they did was IMPART to you the values you hold! You must learn to inspire them!” Some of the words I caught Ps Ben saying.  At that moment, something just connected within me. I felt that that was the key- the key to unlocking potential. That was the key to unleashing the raw energy that God placed in each and every one of our youth. Wow.

Suddenly, I felt I had the POWER. The power to change lives was in my hands. If only I could find a way to get through to them  and stick them to God’s powerhouse. Oh man, what immeasurable things God can do!

So this is it. Inspire faith Jem, inspire faith.

My brother, the worm.

This is my brother's photo..for those of you who don't know who he is or have been asking me about him..lolx

Anyway, going to relief teach at bedok green sec! Cool!

Collecting my PINK IC soon..

Short entry.

Out.

1 more day to ORD!

Today was the last time I stepped into my bunk. It was an emotional good-bye for me. The guys had duty today, so they wil not be there when I collect my pink IC tomorrow.

As I left the bunk, it felt as if it was too good to be true. Finally it is over. Finally. I remember the time my Platoon Sargeant in BMT always said,'Don't worry, eventually, all will end. Eventually.'

Two years and two months. Slips by without us all knowing.

I looked at my pals, and felt such a bond among us. A feeling of comaraderie that can only be forged through Sai Kang, night ops, PW cages and Station duties. I felt as if they understood me, and they truly meant well when they smiled with brilliance and bidded me farewell and all the best.
Friendships in the army are precious. Ones that you treasure. More so because these people suffered with you, laughed with you, shared the pain and the heartache, rejoiced and celebrated when things went our way.

In retrospect, all is happy and ideal. Yet, some of it has been stain with ugly characters. Hah. Well, not really in the mood to talk about them, for now.

Carried my bag, walk down the all too familiar staircase. Walked pass the canteen and breathed in the fragrant fried chicken from the Malay store. Looked back and looked up. 4-16, the number on my bunk door, a bunk full of vivid memories.

Stepped out of the guard house and onto civilian ground. I took a deep breath. One more day to pink IC.

The soil on my shoe, my soil - civilian soil.

"Once I had my 11B, now I have my pink IC. Hey hey hey ya!"

DOwn with Mourinho!!

Yes!! Chelsea is defeated! Kudos to Barca and Ronaldinho for a superb game. Didn't watch it though. Good stuff guys!!

Can't help but blog this cuz if the indignation that's rising within me. I really can't stand Chelsea. No doubt they play good football. But their integrity is an all-time low. Dirty tricks,"mind games", unruly tantrics, what's happening to soccer? Thanks to Abramovich, it's all about the moeny eh? Mourinho with all his charisma still stinks with the stench of cheap underhand theatrics - pretty much like the famous coat that he hasn't washed for ages.

Can't help but remember soccer in the old days. Fandi,Cantona,Maradona, just a few I can recall. I ain't a big soccer fan, but it seems to me the Premier League isn't as captivating as it was. Sure, the skill and goals still deliver, but what happen to appluase for fairplay? Remember the times when one was injured and they kicked the ball out? What's with Drogba and his part-time acting?

I wonder what goes through the minds of those out to win at any cost. The conscience that sears has mellowed to no more than a whimpering animal. Why would people actually attempt to make career-breaking tackles with the full intention of doing so?

A parting quote that my rugby coach always exclaims in disdain for the game sums it all up - Soccer a gentleman's game played by barbarians.

Army dazed.

Ah haha! Gotcha! Alright people, if you haven't been to the army or if you don't have a chance to, here's a glimpse of everyday life.



Caution: This only applies to certain units in the SAF, particularly PRO**ST. The real name of the unit cannot be revealed for the purpose of anonymity. i went to camp at about 10am. The first sight to greet me was a bunch of people sleeping in oblivion to everything else that's happening. The whole world could crash and they'd still get grumpy if somebody woke them up.



See the red bag? that's my bed.



Haha...Here we see Andrew far far away beyond the galaxies of reality.. He's a goner.



As you can see, that's Listerine. It brings lots of memories because Yi Xi wrote this song called "Listerine".


Lyrics goes something like:



I know a guy name 'Andrew'

He had a camera phone

He has to hide it everytime he books in, he books in

I knew a guy name 'Jeremy'

He dives his dad's car to work

He likes to steal a swig of listerine, from my cupboard



Oh listerine, keeps your mouth fresh and clean

Oh listerine, will you be there for me

Listerine




Yup so there ya have it. Won't put the rest of the song down - there are 2 more verses - for copyright sake! Yi xI, this one's for you dude!!



Yeah, that's stanley- the tan brothers' childhood friend. He stays at Astoria Park also. he's the only one who stays awake cuz he doesn't wana grow FAT!! LOL!



My buddy from the course. He's a great buddy of mine! Rock on matey!

So there ya have it.. a glimpse into my past year in army. Sure gonna miss my bunk-mates. Army is one thing you love to cherish and relish but not an experience one would like to undertake all over again. So let's just leave it there - as memories we reminisce about!



Out.

3 more days to ORD!

I will be leaving house in approx 15mins. The wonders of being an ORD personnel – you don’t have to report for work on time!

Well, today would be my third last day as a conscript. ‘Welcome to the civilian world,’ they say. Well, I am more than glad to!

Nothing much going on recently. Last night, the tan bros, yeti* and I went to check out a bike that one of the tan bros wanted to purchase. She’s a beauty! Had pretty good components. Alas, G.tan didn’t feel good mounting it. What a loss! It was going for 500. Quite a good bargain. We were suppose to go eat dinner in town when G. Tan called us and said he was at Yishun. Well, we made the arduous trip down (thank God I drove) and G.Tan bought us dinner!

Well, my indecisiveness over my Uni choice has once again surface. Was praying about it and thinking through when I felt that God wanted me to go NTU. For WHAT!?!? Argh! It really is a struggle to obey Him. It’s really mind-boggling. 101 reasons to go SMU! Yet, Big Boss says NTU. Are you sure God? Need a better confirmation than a feeling though. Argh! (Jerrold, if you’re reading this, you’d understand too!) So, well, I am gonna lay it off till I can really confirm the path that God wants me to take.

For now, it’s off for work. I brought along my camera from antiquity to take some photos also.

Out.

Nondescript

Well, it's tuesday!

I just burnt the roof of my mouth and my tongue. Bit into my pizza without even remembering that I just took it out of the oven. Lame. Anyway, it has been another wonderful and serene day in the life of me. I woke up at 935am thinking that it was still 7am. Never underestimate your body’ ability to fall into slumber.

Ah, the pizza isn’t too hot. Yummy!

Spoke to Hao Feng last night. So HaoFeng, if ya ever read my blog again, I am sorry for calling you and the rest of the guys ‘kids’. I am terribly remorseful about it. *sobs*

Oh man, the pizza’s pretty salty. Oh well, the price you pay for frozen food. I got too lazy to leave the house so I decided to rummage my freezer for food.

I spent some time praying and worshipping this morning. Read Deuteronomy and stumbled upon a few passages that struck me. They mentioned Moses not eating and drinking for forty days and forty nights to intercede on behalf of the people. Wow. At the side of my Thompson chain bible, the key word in bold was ‘Intercession’. It struck a chord within me. A few thoughts struck my mind. I remembered as well reading the insert from last Sunday’s bulletin about Spiritual Leadership. As Hosea so aptly puts, “Like people, like priest.” Strong words there. Feel it’s time to improve on my prayer life. And I have been telling my LG MEMBERS to pray for their friends. So I guess I will start with myself.

The consequences of ORD and having too much time on your hands : Late mornings and increased blogging.

One last thing, my fingers were itchy and so I went to click ‘save’ for this new blogskin provided by Blogger. Lo and behold, I found my tagboard erased. To add on to my woes, my brother added the tagboard for me so I can’t locate it now. Whoopee.

Out.

What a glorious day..

Another glorious day in my life! It sure feels good to be clearing leave! Woke up quite early to follow Hong Da to Temasek Poly. He wanted to file his application for an appeal. Yup. I’ve realized the impact of my blog. Cuz people do actually read it! Oh mine! All you people reading this entry; you guys/gals really have so much time on your hands eh...heh.

Well, back to the events of my day. I came home pretty early. I think it was 11am or thereabout.

Anyway, I tried to spend an hour worshipping the Lord this afternoon. I told Him last night I would try today, cuz last night I was kinda tired. So I tried honouring my word. WELL, it didn’t really go as plan. Hah. I stopped after like about 20min? Not too sure of the timing. Anyway, it was a pretty much a failure. Haha. Will try again tomorrow! I was feeling pretty neutral, no large or desperate desire. You know what I mean? Some times you feel as if the desire in your heart could burn and blaze the heavens with unquenchable worship. Today was not one of those days. I came pretty normally. I asked myself, why didn’t I feel anything? Then I decided it’d be better to just worship Him and see how it goes. So I did. I sang a few songs, prayed in the Spirit. And after some time I opened my eyes. Unsatisfied. I just knew God deserved more than such impassionate renditions. Yet, deep down, I really could not draw from such emotions. Eventually, I told myself not to focus on how I felt but to persist in praising Him.

Well God did speak at the end – I was reminded of His love for me. I just felt a small prompting telling me that He loves me. Hmmm, let’s see. It wasn’t much of an emotion. It was more of a truth. I finally understood that God’s love never changed. Don’t really know why, but it’s one of those things that suddenly hit you and you go,’ Hey, yar man! God’s love still remains the same!’ That truth today became more than head knowledge. It reached into my heart. Hope ya get what I mean.

Well, that’s pretty much all for now.

Felt like blogging because many people have been telling me to update my blog.

Cheers man! This entry is for you pals! Adieu.

He is still worthy of my praise!

Oh man. Never felt like this for so long. The feelings of uncertainty and doubt have been clouding my mind since yesterday. A recent spat of events have left an indelible mark on my consciousness. How should I describe how I feel? I don’t really know. A mixture of fear, ‘sian-ness’, tiredness; mostly negative? Hah. Well, I suppose that can’t be help. Ironically, I always tell my kids to keep their heads up and always remember that God will pull them through finally.  The words are hitting home real hard. It’s quite hard to see the light at the end of this tunnel I am traveling on. I will press on. Because I believe in what I tell my young ones to do. I truly believe God’s going to pull me through and that at the end of the road I will find myself a person better equipped for His use.


I find myself in a dilemma, not knowing how long it will end. All I long for is for God’s will to be done. Yet I will learn to praise Him in my suffering (It isn’t really painful..heh.) cuz’ that’s what I have always been saying! Time to put it into action!

So help me Lord, cuz my heart is weak. I can’t sense the peace nor see the light. I do know, however, Your hand. The markings of a palm callous and strong.. One that I have held onto and will hold on to. Keep chiseling Lord, it’s easier now, then it would be in the future. Let me keep my eyes on Your face Lord!

The Army.

Aye Lester!! Thanks to YOU, I am inspired once again to edit my blog and update it. Shall take some time to edit the skin as well as add a few things here and there. Hah. Before I do anything on my blog, I shall start with a little update. Next Friday is my ORD!!! Yes! Finally! After 26months of holding my green card (11B), I am finally attaining citizenship again! No longer a conscript I say!

It’s been an amazing journey throughout my army life. Here’s a short recap:

Basically, I entered BMT (Basic Military Training) School on 13 Mar 04. It was a day I would never forget. I remember wearing a white ‘hang ten’ polo-tee. Haha. Vividly recollected eh... Anyway, it was pure suffering. Still remember waking up to the sound of Douglas (Yes, Douglas, the drummer, was in BMT Recourse!! That’s for those who didn’t “pass” BMT) singing, ‘4 more weeks to ORD!’ That sure was a demoralizing way to wake up on a dark and dreary morning on Tekong.

Well, it sure was an eye-opener. I didn’t make it to be an Officer, but ended up in the middle – SISPEC. They used to tell me, be a Man or Officer, don’t be a Sergeant because you’ll end up doing all the Sai Kang (Colloquial for ‘Fatigue Duties’). Nevertheless, I ended up taking the bus from Tekong Ferry Terminal to Rocky Hill every time I book in or out for the next 4-5 months.

Didn’t make it through SISPEC. I was placed out-of-course. Had this heart condition thingy that didn’t allow me participate in vigorous activities. Don’t worry, I have since gone for the operation and removed the extra nerve path. So that being said, I stayed in Rocky Hill as a LOBO, for the next few months performing Fatigue duties such as clearing stores for the entire COMPANY after Ex. Grandslam and Ex. Nutcracker. Boy, it sure was fun.

I was exhilarated when they posted me out. Guess where they sent me – Provost. The high and mighty Provost, feared by all in green. I HAVE THE POWER. Ended up at the Commanding Officer’s office as his assistant. Spent the next 3months learning how to vacuum, clear trash and make coffee. I was later transferred to Manpower Branch to help out with administrative tasks.

After a short stint there, I went for the Military Police Basic course and passed out as a MP. Was transferred to Zone Provost Coy and miraculously placed in Ops platoon. I almost ended up at Station platoon and that would mean I could not attend Church at least twice a month! Thank God!

It sure was heaven! Never slept more in my army life than in Zone. Had my fair share of Sai Kang, but more often than not, I slept, went gym, ate, ate and ate.

Sure made a lot of good friends in the army. Especially my section mates in Ops. They are the coolest!

Yup, that pretty much sums up my army experience.  Adieu.