Just a horrible week.. Sigh

I just didn't know why my week ended up to be a series of unfortunate events. It was really a bummer right from the start of the week. Injury on Monday. Went sleepless on Tuesday. Cock up on Wednesday. Felt like shit on Thursday. Moody on Friday. Shitload of stuff to do on the weekend. The pain I have to go through. I really need to put my goals forward. Its like ever since I came back from overseas. Everything else seemed pretty aimless. I need the break this weekend like I never needed it before. God please save me.

Working hard yet playing hard..

More work just seems to come in the truckloads when I thought it would be more relaxed. I think officer life would only come in such a package in future; workloads in truckloads. Stressed but handling it fine. Had a fun week training outfield though there'll be more to come. I have to admit, I am having fun in camp. It will be a pity I only have 3 months left in OCS. I really should do something about comms ball soon. Stressed.. I think.. :p

Glad I went out with my ex-classmates at Sentosa, though didn't spend much time there. Made a fool of myself in Vivocity. I swear there was at least 30 people in front of me when I took this picture. Had fun being the thick skinned guy!
Life just brings on its roller coaster ride, when I meet challenges and new people come into my life. I realise its just about belief in yourself and focus in your goals that really makes a difference. The "Work hard and play hard" philosophy will be something I'll stick to for a long time to come.
I know I can do the many things in life that is not impossible to achieve. In time I will get the results. In time they will show.

Call me Encik Sahfahri..

The only new thing that happened this week was that I became someone of a bigger appointment in the school. It was kinda a big thing when some of the juniors started calling me "Sir". The new rank seems daunting to wear because of it seemed like expectations increased twofold for me. As the saying goes, "With great power comes great responsibility."
The new rank on the left has an extra "crab" and the 3 roofs on top of the cadet rank and it looks rather shiny as compared to my old one. Though I must honestly say it was quite cool wearing this epaulette to the old one on the right. Encik Sahfahri sounds rather odd though.


My efforts in Brunei, marked by a symbol on my chest, the JCC badge. I will remember for life the way I earned this badge.. forever.


The thought of commissioning as an officer really does bring a lot of anticipation as well as anxiety. Expectations mount as the weeks go by to make sure I mentally prepare my transition as an officer. In about 3 months time, these bars would become 1 black bar and everything would change. At least for now, I can still say I am a cadet.

Guess I'll leave this posting with a hilarious poster my platoon mate came up with. Enjoy!

Photo Frenzy!!

I just got a new camera last Thursday and I've been taking a lot of photos ever since. My new "toy" is so fun to use, I'm just clicking away. At least I know now that I have memories of events for keepsake in future. Getting the hang of the features too. Took some photos during my outing with my ex-poly classmates. I think they came out great!



Went to a Japanese restaurant.. I liked the cup, art piece in itself... I had Chicken Teriyaki don.. OooOOhh.. Marvelous!


Kinda cool to see my poly buddies after coming back from Brunei. We all seem just the same except that we're all serving the country less the girls of course.

Sometimes time really just stands still when we relive our moments in poly. Nostalgia really sets in...






Had a cuppa-joe @ Starbucks with the guys. Really just lazed around taking photos. The cup of Banana Java Chip was too good, I had a to take a photo of it..

Had some Tau Huay at Rochor Rd, to finish off the food feast that day.

After coming back from Brunei, I really learnt to appreciate things much better. Time spent with friends and family becomes much treasured and appreciated. It was tough in Brunei; the comforts of life was taken away from me for 9 long days.