even if i had..

i would run across half of singapore just to see if you were okay.
please do not doubt if i loved you.
the joy u brought to my life. i couldnt describe.
u had me waiting, my whole life. just for that one night.
and i still can never forget.
and the reply that i wanted to give.
was more than just a yes.

PICTURES!

yes i know. i look uber fat here.
just shut.

SISTA!
how she looks like after vodka.

yes. i was tipsy.
its nice to hang out with them.

anyone interested in the girls?
introduction fee. (:

sigh. =/
wish u luck for ur exams yes. -.-

HAHAHA. and to end it.

PS: these pictures were ages.

POP x 3.

soon enough, i'm going to pass out. AGAIN.
sucks. -.- to keep being a cadet.
and i'm finally gonna move on to the next phase.
its been 8 months since i've been in the army.
time flies. =/
made small plans for myself in the future.
hoping that it'll all work out.
picked up little hobbies.
and hoping life could be alittle more colorful.

saw emma's post.
so sorry for you girl.
its true that people tend to neglect their loved ones.
take them for granted, busy with things that can be put till later.
nothing's more important than spending time with them.
they might not be there tomorrow.
then its the same old routine of asking yourself.
why didn't u spend more time with him/her?
if only u had been there before it all happened.
making the same mistakes all over again.
look on your left and right.
and remember. they might not be there tomorrow.
and the next moment, you're looking at them.
seperated from u by a synthetic glass casing.
where they'll lie serene and lifeless.

anyhow. im heading to taiwan this saturday.
will be back 3 weeks later.
-.- cruel mountains and beautiful girls await me.
HAHAHA.
cruel mountains as in. those kinda 300m above sea level high ones.
which. sadly, i've to climb up and down.
beautiful girls as in those who sell bubble teas.
i'll take a couple of photos back. swear.
then im gonna go there and buy loads of clothes!
21 days there. and 3 days of tour only.

patrick.: *looks at bunkmates*
patrick.: did the officer just say 404m above sea level?
bunkmates: *nods head*
patrick.: *face on screensaver mode*
bunkmates: *goes into a state of nirvana*

i swear to you.
we're reaching enlightenment already.
despite being together with them for 3 months.
it feels sad to know that we might have to part soon.
they're people who've been through thick and thin with.
laughed at dumb things which normal humans would find stupid.
note: army males enlisted for 8 months are no longer normal human beings.
just a bunch of humor and life deprived beings.
classified and categorized somewhere near zombies.

thats all folks!

its been 3 months.
it feels nostalgic. because somehow, i wish to just pick up that phone.
dial ur number.
and ask if you were free to attend my parade.
the ones u've missed ever since.
talk with you under the stars again.
and laugh at little jokes.

back to where i belong.

back to where you are.
into the cuddle where both of us are.
where we promised love.
where we left our smiles and soul.
you'd hide into my cuddle laughing.
when and where you were blushing.
the look of ur face is the sweetest.
we would look at one another.
and be glad that we have, one another.
the night we joined as one.

dying, dead, dead-ded.

STUPID outfield.
STUPID headache.
DEAD patrick.

off for a short spin.

to malaysia.
which i do not wish to go to.
once again, which i have no choice over.
note: parents' decision.

sigh.
i have so many things i wish to do.
and wish to accomplish.
but so little time.

and im still dying from a flu, cough, sore throat. and a major headache.
i wonder if i should tell them. -.-
that their son is sick, and hopes for nothing but to stay home.
or go for a swim, or a jog.
and do things that he actually feels like doing.

leaves me with nothing but a bout of heavy bad temper straight from bookout.
when i know that i'd have to spend my weekend,
precious time to do something i do not wish to do.
or a place i do not want to be in.
its amazing.
especially when u're in camp.
a place supposedly said to make and create men.
not boys.
and u see ur bunk mates squabbling and arguing like little kids.
over minor things.
when u wish to just stick ur boot up all their asses and ask them to wake up.
then u'd think over it urself.
and consider u being just another angry child who wishes to grow up.

m'i llits os ni evol htiw uoy.
od uoy wonk?
nehw m'i os kcis dna daed, er'u eht ylno eno i tlef ekil gniklat ot.