Monday, January 26, 2004

So, at last, the day of fate has come. The day when I will say, as Othello did, 'Farewell the plumed troops! Farewell tranquil peace! Farewell!!' The day when I shall trade in a beloved pink IC for a life of regimentation, of discipline, of stifling: read, the death of freedom and creativity for a life of 'Yes Sir' and 'No Sir'. And I'm rather apprehensive of the possibility that fabian and I will be the only two JC trainees in Civil Defence, which I really hope is not the case. Social cohesion would be good, but I do hope it doesn't make me degenerate into a state of shouting Hokkien and more hokkien and talking in slurred 'duh' phrases. It's just the environment I guess. I don't know. I'll just be positive and look forward to it I guess. at least civil defence is not as 'siong' as the army, I heard, so hopefully it'll be good. hope i get to book out often. haha.

so tired. sleeping is absolutely essential to life. seriously. i woke up at 3 feeling good about myself again.

good night to all, and have a wonderful time. for me, alas, i shall say my pledge of allegiance with the bitterest irony, and wish the world out there a sorry good-bye.

Sunday, January 25, 2004

I want to obey, Lord. To put what I say into practice in actions. I realised there's no use saying 'Oh God I'll follow you' and not actively try to be a blessing to others, to carry the cross, to follow in His footsteps every minute every second. Because there's no better time to start than now.

Having said that, I possibly might have regretted going to ChinaBlack. It was enjoyable on one hand, but i guess it wasn't worth so much money. gabby's house might have been a better bet, if i had known about it. Why? Well there were of course the prettty babes and all that, one was particularly outstanding but it seems like she's got a guy, I had fun dancing in the early parts of it, like about 11-1, especially dancing on the podium, whcih was very fun, but later on it got really sucky, especially when they played techno. Techno is the scourge of all creative clubbers. It doesn't allow for any variation in the dancing. The beat is simply too repetitive and monotonous, never flowing, only pounding. Moreover if R&B or trance/house has creative bass beats, techno's bass is a never ending stream of crotchets. which is extremely extremely boring. But because it is so simple and allows one song to be stretched over a long period of time, Djs who just wanna slack off use 'techno' as an excuse to bum around. Had 2 vodka shots, at least it was smirnoff, and dunno waht else. dunno how much i spent. but it sucked. went home dazed in a stupid cab. Too crowded, man, no space to dance.

But what was really cool was this Christian song I'm writing now. It's called 'You are the risen King' and it's nice and catchy, pretty cool. got a nice chord prog. I'm turning back tO God again. wholesome activities this time, please. and please remind me if i don't follow that. wholesome activities!!

Going in to army on Tuesday, really Not looking forward to it. losing my freedom isn't something you look forward to, is it. i'd miss civillian life. the freedom to do anything i want. out there it's a new world. but i hope it's fun in it's own way as well, i guess.

okay.\