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A father puts his son on the ledge, fifteen feet from he ground. Kid’s about six. The father asks the kid to jump. The kid shakes his head, afraid to make the move. The father tells him not to worry, Daddy’s here and Daddy will catch you. The kid swallows hard, clenches his hands and makes the jump. The father moves out of the way and lets the kid fall to the ground, cuts, bruises, scrapes, what have you. The father bends over and points a finger in the face of his crying boy. And tells him, ‘Remember one thing. In this life, never trust anyone.


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Friday, August 22, 2003

just got back from a little cycling lo, went to service my bike a little. i guess i had to lo. the brake were worn out liao and i had a little trouble with the chain and the grips. its all done now, it practically purrs.

yesterdae had my trt attachment to the tanglin police station, it wasnt a bad experience and opened my eyes a little bit, mohd sultan and boat quay and clarke quay were full of excitment at nite. well, the attachment ended at 4am and i'm still a lil tired from all the excitment. but i cant slp now already. i may be going cycling with one of my frens later at the skate park, hope he teaches me a few things lo. hope it will be fun.

toothache comin back lo, damn it man, sometimes i feel so exaperated with my body, it suxs totally. but den again i broke my own record, i actually ran 9'41 for my 2.4. that gave me my gold for ippt, i had marksman for shooting, 89 percent for overall bearing and turnout, which includes drill assesment and other stuff. i passed my law exam, soc, first aid, t-baton and police unarmed tactics.

in all, i was .02 marks away from being the best trainee. how unreal is that. totally unbelievable. i was actually hoping that i got it so that i can make my parents proud of me, coz if i got it, i would be going up on stage during the passing out parade to take a award, den ns life in the police without ocs in the army wouldnt be so bad afterall. but now, fuck it. fuck decimals and decimal places. played out by a near nothin .02. i better go and fuck myself.

gilbert at 11:31 PM [comment]

{I hear voices, voices only half as humane as mine..}