I was looking through things that I’d posted on facebook,

and I saw this status which I’ve posted almost exactly a year ago, when I just finished Service Term in OCS and knew that I’d to stay in OCS for Infantry Pro Term.

Lam Yi Yong – knows that God has a plan for him, even though he has totally no idea what it is

I must say that the smile on that status was really a forced one, I was merely trying to psycho myself that He had a plan for me, and yet it was a plan which I happened not to believe in, and did not want to be a part of.

But our God is One who provides. He has made plans for everyone, each of them perfect in their own ways, perfect in His eyes, perfect in ways we cannot see, ways we cannot fathom, ways which maybe we are able to see in time to come.

And I guess I finally did.

I can only say, that God is good, all the time

我坐在床前…

I have always wanted to recommend songs here, along with my two cents’ worth, so that people can read and listen, and learn about more songs, and appreciate them the way I do However I’m always too lazy to, and you must be thinking – they are all outdated songs, probably Mayday’s, or the Beatles’, or Christian songs.

No la not true. Most of them will be, not all okay?!

This song is the perfect epitome of an ultra good 五月天 song. Just watch the video, watch and listen once for lyrics and visual aid in picture form, replay for the lyrics again, replay again to look out for 阿信’s vocal delivery, replay again to listen out for the drums, replay again to listen out for the guitar lines, replay again to listen out for the easily overlooked bass lines. This is the perfect example of the magic in their songs; the song just hit you because it is exactly how you feel now, or you felt at this and that point in time when you experienced this and that issue.

That also explains why I appreciate 五月天 as really great musicians since the age of 11.

It is moments like this,

Music Cafe, 5th December 2009

that will remind you of the place where you used to spend all your Saturdays in. It is just a pity, and to a certain extent a regret, that I could not spend the last weekends of my teenage years with all of you. Now that all of you have finally grown up in Christ as a team and are ready to take over TQ, it is time for us to leave, perhaps for the better too. I will miss all the times spent fretting over programmes in Eugene’s house, wrecking havoc in the MPH, jamming in the Chapel, … I have learnt so much from all of you, every single one of you, that I have grown a lot in Christ together with all of you too. I hope you guys will remember us as your great brothers-and-sisters-in-Christ who have gone through so much with all of you. Even though we may only see one another on Sundays these days, I hope that whenever y’all see us, y’all will come and give us a pat and say, “Hey, how has your week been?”…

Oh, see my ass.

Old macdonald had a farm, EE AH EE AH OOH!

You want me to add some words in italics, so here they are!

I’ll miss you my dear. But don’t worry, I’ll be fine. And I just said something very stupid on the phone HAHA.

OKAY. THREE WEEKS CONFINEMENT HERE
I COME. BYE PEOPLE, TILL THE NEXT TIME!

「我靠着那加给我力量的，凡事都能做。」腓立比书4：13

“There are places I remember.”

And Yankee Coyline @ Rocky Hill Camp is definitely one of them.

9 weeks of BMT just gone like that. It didn’t end off quite the way I expected it, perhaps due to the fact that School 1 didn’t get to carry out the actual ceremony due to rain. We didn’t exactly throw our jockey caps high up in the air, the sense of liberation wasn’t as overwhelming as expected, and somehow I know I’m going to miss that place when all of us report to our new vocations the coming Monday.

I must say that Army is really affecting my life quite a bit. I don’t know why, but every time I get to somewhere new, I learn something new about myself all the time. I recall that when I worked in Inputronics (the credit card machine company), I realised that I am someone who lose my temper very easily when the other party (merchant/shop owner in that case) refuses to listen to me.

Then come BMT. BMT made me realise that I hate being judged, detest being maligned for things, overreact to certain things even though I don’t feel that I’m overreacting, as well as the many other weird traits which I don’t really want to be reminded for. More importantly, BMT made me realise that I don’t like to share in an insecure environment. Not to say that my sectionmates and friends in BMT are not trustworthy; I guess I don’t build trust with people that easily anymore, as compared to before. That comes back to the point that I’m afraid of being judged, I guess. So to my buddy, I’m really sorry if you found me boring during BMT, I just can’t bring myself to talk much about certain issues which I feel that is very private? Or sensitive? I’m dead sorry.

But I thank God for these bunch of people who appeared in my BMT life. Even though all of us are so different in many ways; even though our values, opinions, thoughts clash in so many different occasions, I’ve learnt so much from all of you. Even though we may not have any more chance to meet up any time soon, or anymore, I will always remember you guys as the ones who accompanied me through the first part of this bloody long journey.

However, it’s also time to move on. It’s time to move on to the next part of “this bloody long journey”.

Paranoia

Something that all of us suffer from. We, being only human, are forever being paranoid of things, issues, people, everything. There are definitely some people who are more paranoid than the others. Take my section mate REC TAN JUN WEN for example. He is always afraid that we will be late for falling in at the Yankee Coyline before 5BX every morning if we don’t wake up before 0515, and he is always afraid that REC CASPER LEE ZIHAO will screw things up, even though the truth is REC CASPER LEE ZIHAO does not screw things up as often as he thinks. The point is, we are, in a way or other, being paranoid all the time.

Being paranoid that people talk behind our backs.
Being paranoid that people will screw things up for us.
Being paranoid that people hate us for doing what’s right.
Being paranoid that people remember us for doing what’s wrong, and hate us.
Being paranoid that people find us too wayang.
Being paranoid that people find us annoying.
Being paranoid that we are not loved by others.
Being paranoid that we are wasting two years of our time.
Being paranoid about the system.
Being paranoid about everything.

But when everyone is paranoid about everything, there is no trust. Nothing gets done, nothing will be done. Everyone gets screwed when nothing is done. So, why not just trust, stop being paranoid about everything, get everything done, then no one will get screwed in the process?

Something I always wonder in that training ground of ours.

Anyway, even though I’m not entering OCS any time soon, or ever, I’m going to face a three-week “confinement”. No, not confinement, it’s “confinement”. I’ll miss you.

YANKEE COMANPY, ARE, YOU, SHAGGED?!

THIS, IS, NOTHING!!

But really, ‘nothing’ compares to the feeling of us taking the bus out of Rocky Hill Camp, boarding the ferry back to civilisation, and stepping out of the shuttle bus back to Pasir Ris. Really, ‘nothing’ beats the feeling we’d on our first bookout day.

The 17-day confinement period isn’t easy, but that was also the thing which made me cherish what I’ve in Singapore so so much more. I feel really blessed, because I’ve a great buddy (yes Fake John that’s you) and sectionmates to pull through this first part of BMT. I’m adapting alright to Tekong thus far, I really have nothing too much to complain about, I even have arguably the nicest and most reasonable sirs and sergeants in my platoon.

(Unlike some nonsense crappy sir in the company who told me to f— off for forgetting to hide my ILBV groin guard and ‘wearing it like a bra’.)

What else can I ask for?
(Okay, maybe more bookouts and less Standby-Beds)

Anyway, will write more time, just a short update to keep this place active. Till then!

(Meanwhile, go stalk my buddy at this blog to find out more about him! He’s a blogfreak who blogs about everything and anything )

Here I Come

帶著所有人的祝福, 我將要張開雙臂, 迎接明天的到來!

OKAY BYEBYE. TILL THEN!

Amazing

I think that the number two (2) is very amazing, don’t you think so? I mean, chopsticks come in twos, eyeballs come in twos, nostrils come in twos, people even like to give their two-cents’ worth everything they see.

But what’s more important, it’s been two long years. I thank God and you.

Test test

I am trying to see whether the bold and the italic and the underline functions work here on my iPod touch with the help of HTML tags.

What about some quoting of text?

RESULT: TEST PASSED.