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Ever ever found yourself in a situation when u dun understand yourself? Like suddenly u wake up and ask yourself just what the fuck have you been doing? And you dunno what the fuck you are feeling? Nothing major happened...nothing nasty happened.... but "nothing" seems to have wake you up a little. Is this accumulative? or is it a one-off? And is there anything i can do? Or should i even do anything? What if... its temporary? What if...all wasn't what it is now?I SO FUCKING HATE WHATEVER I'M FEELING NOW. So fucking hate.
Someone sent this:
If you don't act on love, your love is going to eventually die out, or "drown".
Means that maybe there is comfort in sorrow. Maybe sadness is a way of life. You learn to live with it so it's uncomfortable when it's not there. Over time, 'through a pin-hole leak' you're love for something is going to die. While you contemplate if you're f'd up or not, you let enough sorrow in to kill your love and happiness.
************************Came back from Frankfurt and New York. Damage was a shameless $2500 over. Bought a wallet and a bag....Kinda "reward" myself for the probation is over. :p
Not much photos coz i didn't use my camera. It was an enjoyable trip with my new team. I love team flights. I love my team.
************************Met up with the guys for dinner. Then suddenly they have to head home. ABRUPTLY.
I dun wanna go home coz i feel bothered. Want to hang around more so i called my neighbour.
Luckily, he's free. Went to meet another friend whom i haven't see for freaking 5 years!!!! I didn't even realised that!! Time really flies, dun they!! Hmm... He still look and feel the same. For sure he still SOUND the same! I remembered I told him i love his voice 5 yearas ago...So deep and sexy...i can go mad just by listening to his voice. hahhahaa~
Anyway, it's good to see an old friend again. Glad he's enjoying all his travel adventures.
************************ok...i can't fucking sleep.
Yes...I love museums. In the recent years, Singapore has opened and renovated a few museums. Being a Singaporean, i guess i ought to know more about my own country...After all, the Singapore Girl should know about her own homeland, isn't it? But that's beside the point lah. I am interested in museums and more often than not, I like visiting these places in other countries to have a deeper understanding of their history and culture.
I have always wanted to go the Reflections of Bukit Chandu, where the fiercest battle was fought; where the line of battle was; where our very own hero was born.
I strongly reccommend that you guys should go there one day. I really learned a lot of our history, more about War World II from there. How come i don't seem to remember studying all these in my history classes in secondary one and two??? I felt very ashamed of myself...that i hadn't know this earlier.
At this museum, there is a show at certain timings that depict the situation back then. I was totally touched by it. In fact, i teared.
Story of the Bukit Chandu Battle
Bukit Chandu was where the last line of defence before the British surrendered and where the Malay Regiment, led by Lt Adnan, fought bravely. At midnight, as they were guarding at the foot of the hill, they saw some soldiers coming in who dressed like the Punjabis (own Indian Army). It was Lt Adnan who sensed that that wasn't the usual Punjabis formation and ordered his men to fire. Indeed, it was the Japanese who disguised themselves. The japanese general, Yamashita, was furious that his soldiers were killed, called on a full force to charge the hill. Lt Adnan expected them to come back and rallied his soldiers to fight bravely. As the Japanese soldiers charged, Lt Adnan and his men ran out of ammunition and medical supplies. His men were asking him for an action. That was when he said guns were not their only weapon, the knives and their fist were just as lethal. And that was when they put on their bravest hand-to-hand fighting which resulted in massive casualties. Lt. Adnan urged his men to persist and refused to surrender. Of course, in the end, they lost.
The japanese ordered them to surrender and take out their uniforms. They refused and held on to their motto: Ta'at Setia, which means Loyal and True. The resistance of the Malay Regiment angered the Japanese, and when they captured Lt Adnan, they dragged and pushed him into a gunnysack. The Japanese soldiers then hung him by his legs on a cherry tree and then bayoneted him again and again. His throat was slit repeatedly. Even after the battle, no one was allowed (or dared) to bring his body for burial.
In addition, there was a point when they Japanese took their anger out at the nearby Alexander Hospital. They killed everyone they saw there...a total of about 150 to 200 innocent patients and hospital staff were killed. I was furious when I learned about this!
This is our very own hero *salutes*:
http://www.answers.com/topic/adnan-bin-saidi
This is what I just found out:
Damn, they should have persist a little more ya?
You wanna see the villian, Yamashita? I know i shouldn't this when i see him...but but but i just couldn't help it:
HAHAHAHAHA!
Memories at Old Ford Factory
ok, honestly, I don't really feel much about this place except for its AV theatre and shows as well as that that is the exact place when Percival signed our surrender agreement to Yamashita.
There are many newspaper clipping displayed...and i feel confused just by looking at it. Its too lengthy ah. However, what i like about this place is their short clips on the various parts of the war. What i recommend is clip on "The bukit Chandu Battle". It is an animation by Nanyang Polytechnic and i must say its commendable. I could not only visualised what happened back then, but also feel the emotions inside of me. I tried to hold back my tears. I'm such a cry baby isn't it. But really...it really is touching! I always watch these war time movies...always feel touched by their heroic and selfless acts.... Little did i know such things happened on my very own home land too. I'm very touched and...very proud.
OK...another new thing I've learned:
Alien = Chinese??
