ok, no sad posts for this blog. that was my main intent when i started this blog because the last one was riddled with shards of depressing memories which just serve to make you more depressed when you read them all over again. which makes me realize why i hardly ever read my own posts. maybe thats why so many sentences are fragmented and make little sense, but alas, i shall not further abberate.

i have achieved what i believe to be the impossible!!!

YES, ME - He who struggled through 2 years of junior college education and was effectively idling whilst my smarty-farty friends conquered mountains and molehills around me. i've championed derogatory third party opinions, the scorn of my teachers and enemies(notice how i group them together), and even the disapproval of my alternate ego to have successfully been given the opportunity to read medicine at NUS.

as some of you might know, the decision to study medicine versus that of studying abroad was something that plagued my mind for weeks on end and didn't seem to let up even after i submitted my final applications. but my indecisiveness and hesitation can be easily explained: i've been one greedy boy. i think i wanted to have both my cake and eat it. medicine was something i've grown up with all my life, whilst the mysterious, intruiging world of international relations and politics has always appealed to me since my youth(being in the army legally makes me old, btw). i think part of me wanted a bit of both, lbut sadly, that shall never be the case. its like choosing between sisters(twins preferably)!! i think the decision im about to make has been sufficiently presented with enough evidence that i should go ahead with it, not because i want it fully(it never is), but because its the best course of action at this point in time. factoring in the costs of renovation, a maid, 2 uni students and soon a third, now doesn't seem the time or place to skirt off to greener pastures overseas. its sad, since its been something i did a lot of work and put a lot of effort into over the past year and a half. now, if i hadn't been accepted, then this entire process would have been made a whole lot easier, but God has a way of blessing me with a multitude of good tidings, something I'll never be able to thank Him enough for or appreciate fully.

does anyone wanna play Winning Eleven 9? i recently bought it for my Xbox but i've got no one to play with. this is really out of the blue and is in no way related to what im actually blogging about. just a thought, that's all! drop me a line if interested.

back to where we were, maybe i should take the 2 years to think about what i really want, and whether our projected financial status will allow me to continue living my lofty dream.

i wonder how Fran is doing over in zurich.
i wonder whether a PSP is a worthy celebratory prize for myself
i wonder if i can get deferred from NS
i wonder if my PC gets enough from his wife (he's awfully testicular and sarcastic, projecting the image that he's not been getting some in a while, but who knows? might be the green uniform we wear or hanging around boys so much)
i wonder if my heart is in trouble again
i wonder if i'll ever be happy with what i choose
i wonder if i'll still be in contact with cheryl, beng hee, eugene, michelle, serene and shu 10 years down the road


oh and thank you to the above named for making my birthday so special and happy, even though it was stained by a series of live firing events in camp.

anyway i'll be back. my PSP(to be) calls.