3.26.2007
did i ever mention before? the tekong night sky is simply fabulous.
i remember standing alone on the radar platform, highest point for a small radius around. with the gentle breeze slowly caressing my face, and the distant lights of ships minding about their own business in the distance. as if by divine calling, i looked up.
i was awed.
using my meager astronomical knowledge, i attempted feebly to convince myself that i found the location of the orion belt. i always find it quite fascinating that how i few random stars in the sky are linked together to form a constellation.
yet, my mind didn't register much though for that few minutes. in those myriad of stars blinking in and out, it brought a great calm to my mind. the world's responsibilities and problems were non-existent. i guess i only closed my mouth when a mosquito threatened to have a fly-by down my throat.
that will probably be the most aesthetically fulfilling moment of my army life, yet even the best things in the world are meant to be shared.
i had 2 questions dancing in my mind as i descended back to the resting area.
1) When would i be able to witness to such a spectacle? Especially other than the cursed island.
2) Who would be with me then?
Sculpted@11:22 pm
3.09.2007
i wish i could stay the high ground.
i wish i could gladly say i'm ain't bothered.
but it just not the case.
neither can i pin-point to a single person
nor can i narrow it down to a single event.
it's the collective feeling.
do i really deserve such a reputation?
it's not the case that i abhor it, in fact, it's quite desirable
but it's rather the case where i don't think i fit it,
yet?
working hard to live up to it has taken quite some toil.
it can be argued that i shouldn't be forced to adhere to other's opinions
but such is the standard i aim to achieve that it is of the similar effect
failures path the road to success, or so they say.
but i wonder, even with internalising each experience
am i really going in the right direction?
am i really improving?
i want to say i am, i even feel better at it at times
yet, the results lies.
for they fluctuates to both ends of the spectrum.
so, where are you, my angelic hand?
to pull me up and to pat me on the back?
then again, i maybe just trying too hard.
more natural eh?
Sculpted@1:59 am
