One Week

This will be a recap post meant only for carthartic purposes. One week has passed. One hell long of a week, well it wasn't really hell. It was like a slow dance, and now, the waltz has ended. I will begin at where I left off.
Now its official. As of the 12th Dec. I have officially ORDed and I am no longer serving the Singapore Armed Forces. No more strict timings and no more uniforms. The morning itself was surreal. Though I have settled the paperwork more than one month ago, I had to return my security pass on my final day. It was then, that I realised that it was going to be my very last ferry trip into my camp.

I also remember what one of my first and best sgts told me how on his last day; he wouldn't rush out jumping like a little free boy (like most others). He would stand at the back of the ferry, overseeing the whole island, and reflect on everything that he has done. So I did that. I balanced myself at the tail and thought of everything that happened these two years. From the first day they took my IC and today. It all ends where it all began for me. so .... it ends... (& all these happened as my ipod played Mika's Happy Ending.)

But that was just the beginning for my post-NS journey. A few hours laters the same day, I took a flight down to Sydney.

It has been 6 years since I last went down to Sydney and 4 years since I last saw Bev. Till this day, I still cannot believe the circumstances in which we met on Mt.Fuji. Fine, you were my first crush, but more than that, we've remained in contact for almost 8 bloody long years despite living in totally different continents and worlds. Needless to say, our time together was ... much treasured.

btw...

Bev, this is for you. The pictures of Nicole Kidman we took near David Jones.There's till loads of it left. But join us losers on facebook and I'll send them to you ;) Among the many things we did, we stumbled across the premiere of Golden Compass. So voila, lucky I had my darling pery-lense with me. sigh, I want to watch it but jude strongly objects. So I won't.

Too many things happened. I can't summarise it all, but I'm glad I've managed to see you again. Thanks for being my listening ear too.
One week is two short of a time for me to replace what went by for 8 years. There will always be somethings that I won't know about you... and the reverse's the same for you. So I won't thank you 'for being there' cause you weren't, but I want to thank you for being here. Thanks Bev.

Well... one week spent in a different world does laden one's mind with thoughts... so now I'm back... with another of my chapters in life closed.