When less is more.

COUNTDOWN : 43 HOURS TO DAYS IN ARMY.


The moment I realized that my time as a boy was limited, I began asking all of my friends out. Over the past four days, I have stayed home only to eat, shower and sleep. I've spent more hours outside, than at home. The past four days were really awesome. So awesome that I felt that this was the last goodbye or something.

Went for a Karoke session with friends last Friday. Had a blast singing, shouting, screaming, rapping, talking and laughing in the booth. Spent 4 to 5 hours doing that. It was fun, expensive, but fun. Appreciate  my friends taking time out to spend time with me.

Old school photo. Panzi (or Rainer), me and Keith.

Spent the majority of Saturday out with three people. But I only managed to get a picture with the girls.

Jiamin on the left, Linghui or the right.

There was supposed to be a more than just the four of us, but the rest couldn't make it. "It's gonna be awkward" I thought to myself before the day began. But it turned out to be a great night. Dinner, walks on the streets, laughing at the slightest stuffs, talking about anything and everything, and chilling out in a coffee house, what more could I have asked for? I never really thought that we could get to this point where we would be comfortable, just the four of us. When less is more.

Sunday was just dinner with the family. But a few of my aunts and a cousin of mine joined the seven of us. I felt really special being treated this way. Received red packets as forms of blessings. They all wished me luck and gave solid advice. I'm so grateful for everything I have in life, especially my family.

Three of the ones present on Sunday are missing in this picture. 

Yesterday was "da bomb". Met up with two of my closer polymates. Dinner, walks and talks, and played pool.

Hafis, the Muay Thai.

Yong Sheng, the monk. Need to take a proper picture with this boy right here.

Never fail to make me laugh, speak my mind and discuss about anything and everything. Bid goodbyes by wishing each other health in the army. And to survive it and text each other when we're out of camp. Survival is essential in the army because of the recent cases of deaths.

Headed to Arab Street to try Shisha next. With the usual clique, we stayed in the shop for around 2 hours and had countless of topics to chat about. Shisha was really mundane. Though it is medically more harmful than smoking a cigarette, I don't think anyone can get addicted to it. I've tried it once, and I don't think I will try it again. The company was great, the atmosphere was okay, the shisha, ngeh. Had supper and played snooker till 5 in the morning. Day well spent.

The next time you see me, I'll be a recruit with no hair.

Another life's first ticked off the 'to-do-list'. 

When you get older, you realize that less is more. And friends become part of your family.