Regrets

Regrets.

I'm sure many of us have them.

But we just don't wish to say it out.

Just proclaiming that I lead a life of no regrets.

But in fact.

Many of us are in our circumstances because we fail to do something or fail someone or fail to live up to certain expectations.

Regrets come in all forms.

The immediate remorse.

Or the post-morterm thought.

Or the lingering aftermath of it bugging you.

Or the memory of it all stinging you.

Of all the regrets.

The pain that will resurface.

And it slowly squeezes you like a pimple.

I would be lying.

If I said I had no regrets.

I have 2 regrets.

I know there are many more but these 2 are what have defined my life.

And I really regretted it.

It really makes me down and out when I think about it.

I just don't wish to make the same mistakes no more.

For a life less regretful.

Ben

Indulgence

Feeling fat today.

My tummy is bulging.

It's not a good thing.

Time to hit the treadmill and pump some weights.

At sinful Suntec today.

Wolf down 2 free scoops of Ben n Jerrys.

Followed by $1 buns from BreadTalk

And a $4.90 value meal from Burger King

A cup of lime juice courtesy of Jacque

A KFC meal that consists of a mini fish burger and a chicken thigh

Wrapping up the day was sharing a Gelare large waffle with Cookies n Cream.

Sinful. Yes.

Getting Fatter. Definitely.

Heading to the Gym. Ah huh.

Prorastination has ended for me now ATEC is done.

Time to get my body into a lean mean fighting machine.

Hope to get IPPT Gold. That's my aim.

I have pics but too damn lazy.

Loads of pictures to load. I shall just chill and relax at home.

Sleepy me.

Ben

21st Birthdays n ATEC CLEARED !!!

I did it.

Finally.

ATEC cleared. No more chiong sua exercise (for now....)

Yes.

It was SIONG.

3 missions. Attack, Attack and Defence.

And I didn't kena caught or killed.

Yippee. Bonus points.

So happy.

At least I can safely pride myself that I did something significant in my army life now unlike my counterparts.

Wahahaha.

***punches fist in the air for the feeling of accomplishment***

Before I left for ATEC, celebrated so many birthdays.

CANNOT TAKE IT.

I feel I'm getting old.

21 to 22.

Sianzness. Hahahaha.

I want to be forever 21.

Legal for Yangtze

My best pal Jacque is 21 loh. Legal to enter M.O.S and Momo.

Another clubbing buddy. Woot woot.

We were at Giraffe, the seemingly atas place across the street from Plaza Singapura with some light/water structure.

Didn't eat much there.

The ambience was much better looking than us

Ol' buddy Brian pop along, been a long time that I last seen him.

Last minute call him down as I saw him online.

Still looks the same. Same ol boring Brian lolz.

22 / 21

Army bud Alex. Turning 22 and feeling old.

I feel sad for him. And sadder for me. haha.

Too bad he missed ATEC. If he went, I would have join his Scout team and tag along and buddy along.

Trying on my gift

I got a new hood

Gave Jacque his 21st birthday present.

Got Alex a Tic Tac Toe shooter glass set.

Took me a long time to shop for him k.

Hope the alcoholic adores and appreciates his new prezzie haha.

Blow cake loh

Not forgetting...

Wen Jie's Bday

Can't smile for nuts

Birthday boy was so moody. Guess his work is getting stressed n sianz.

I love the colourul sinful choccie cake. All thanks to James organization.

James and Moi

All and all, I feel very overjoyed that ATEC is done and celebrations with friends is amazing.

Going down to Indochine for drinks for Shawn's 21st birthday.

Yay!
Ben

Sinz

Prior to ATEC and somewhat my pre-flight enjoyment to hell, I decide to embark on indulging on all my sins.

First of all.

Shopping.

I was shopping for like the PERFECT 21st gift for Alex, Wen, Jacque n Shawn lor.

Yes. 4 Birthdays at one shot.

My heart and wallet went to the operation table.

I think I found many decent gifts, gifts that I would want myself then I would give it to people.

Thronged the entire shopping area.

Shagged sia.

For a shopping break, went for an hiatus.

Up Mount Benjerry.

The Summit

Just Desserts

Grafitti

Menu of Sins

After that, I went to Hong Kong.

Yes, a trip on the amazingly fast NEL Line.

Next Stop: Kovan

Another Menu of Sins

Cheese Baked Pork Chop Spaghetti - so sinful that I didn't finish

Army style teh ping

Mee Sua with Luncheon Meat - the noodles were SEDAP

French Toast

Ultimate sin = Milk & Peanut Butter Thick Toast

Least to say, there was too much to munch on for supper.

I had to rush off for last bus but I had to do some photo whoring of course.

Wahahaha.

If I'm gonna commit all the sins, might us well do the whole commit-all-sins.

Biting off the pork from the chop

Sinning buddies - Kenneth n Emmanuel

Our bloated faces

Me n Ken

Slutzs

Emmanuel n Kenneth were great company.

Bitch and chat non-stop lor.

Great conversation. Thanks for the day dudez.

Signing off on Devil's parchment,
Ben

Pizza Madness

Prior to the BIG HURDLE ahead for ATEC, our big boss, Mr FSO decides to do a pre-celebration.

To stuff us up for the slaughter when we lose all our energy, fats and sense when we go outfield.

So we headed down to the Forum mall where we had pizza.

Location of Food Fight: California Pizza Kitchen

Menu of Ammo

The Pigs

We gobbled everything up and there was no decent shot of an oven-baked pizza.

I heart Peking duck pizza.

Conducting, Supervising and Safety Occifers

Participants for the food fight

May the best dirtiest lowdown man win

The effects of the Food Fight

Me n my brokeback GA, Shawn

Adrian, Tse Zhu and Daren

Boss n Patrick

We left with our tummies full and ready for war.

Wish us luck for ATEC.

Pizza-tossing,
Ben

Jaded

I hate weekend duties.

I'm heading back to camp on Sunday tmr.

Super sianz mood.

And the following weekend would be out in the woods fighting for my life, to be evaluated on my competency.

I shall not whine. I shall not whine.

I'm now at my brother's place, so much easier to get to camp tmr morning from here.

Word has it they are going clubbing at MOS.

I'm like. Urm Okay.

Bring me there then.

Weekend duty equates to sleep anyway.

Lately, I've been lost in my thoughts.

Is there really a nirvana out there?

When one can be at bliss with him/her self?

Can people truly be happy without being deluded.

I guess it is human kind to have greed and yearn for that much something more.

It is scary that life has evolutionize to the stage where it is a way of life.

It is a cut throat world out there once Pandora's book is open.

I guess I'm feeling jaded.

Trying to ask the question of what's life really all about.

What are we living for ?

I don't like to be lead by a blind faith or a weird obsession to push me on my journey on life.

I think I will continue searching till I reach a ripe old age and still never an answer.

My answer would most probably nil.

I guess my purpose in life is just to wander around aimlessly.

Be among one of those that will wander around the planet trying to make a small impact in life.

I know I cannot be Donald Trump, Jack Neo or that guy who pluck eyebrows in the streets and made Fann Wong cried becoz he stripped down to his yellow speedos.

I guess I'm worth much more than that.

Starting to feel like an andriod.

Go into the work system, sloathe my energy into the mindless vortex and pay my taxes.

And then die in oblivion, leaving a legend with my kids.

That is if I ever to get to have kids.

Then again.

Life is what I want to make of it.

And as jaded as I appear to be now.

I'm just waiting for all the good stuff to appear.

Ben

You guys are smart

Ladies and Gentlemen.

I will be SOON going thru a phase in life where I will:

- not be able to appreciate food as it is
- take photos with my usual candid-ness
- be excruciatingly pissed when someone so dares to snigger at my inadequacy of being able to smile properly.

You guys reading this post should be smart.

Go figure.

Ben

Attack U!

Once again.

The Mom Chronicles.

Place: Monday Night.
Time: After dinner
Me: On the bed with my lappie chatting on MSN.

(Mum barges into the room, holding the latest New Paper)

Mum: Ben ah, see ah. Everytime go club club club. See. Got people get attacked.
Me: (Oblivious to the finger at the cover page) Orh.
Mum: Then you still go there and drink.
Me: Aiya, I know how to take care of myself la.
Mum: Third time got attack. U better don't go.
Me: (Getting irritated) I know la.
Mum: (Gets the idea and getting out of my room soon)

(Whacks me lightly with the newspaper at my feet.)

Me: See. Stay at home lagi get attacked.
Mum: (Giggles and heads to the living room to indulge on perverse news about celebrities pregnancies and maid murders)

It's official

I just wish to officially declare war on:

- Mondays
- Tuesdays
- Wednesdays

And if the mood ain't right.

- Thursdays

Spared from this declaration is Fridays because no one (aka me) has the right state of mind to work properly because of the impending Saturdays n Sundays.

The un-declaration of war against certain weekdays will only happen when I ORD.

CANNOT STAND IT.

Whoever invented the calendar is stupid.

The equation should be

Weekdays = Weekends

Then there is a balance in life.

Ah hah !