Feeling like rojak

I'm at work now.. on duty today.. felt the usual "downness" on the day of duty.. but coming to work, I had a few things to look forward to.. the visit to the detention barracks tomorrow, playing Championship Manager and building my second great team, the stayover at Jackson's place tomorrow night and driving on Thursday. Wheew... what a jam-packed 3 days.. you know... that's exactly how I've been feeling for the past month. My typical week goes like this.. One day's taken up for duty, two for driving, one for caregroup, the other weekday for meeting Diana.... and THEN...... it's the weekend...

I'm so glad that PM Lee has decided to change working days for civil servants from 5.5 days to 5 days.. which means.. NO WORK ON SATURDAYS!!!!! Whhooo!!! (okay, so it's not entirely confirmed yet. but i've received info from my "sources" that it'll most likely be implemented sometime in the month of Diana's birthday...I was telling Chris, a campmate, yesterday that Life looks good.. 2 month reduction in national service, 5 day working week... whaa.. give me more..give me more. Seems like PM Lee's pretty thoughtful, or it may just be a ploy to win over his detractors.

Anyway.. back to being busy throughout the week... I haven't been seeing my family much this past month (it goes on till Sept, mind you). I'm either home late (driving or dating) or i'm on duty in camp... It saddened me this morning as I thought that the next time I would see Popo (my grandmother), Annabel, Papa & Mummy would be Thursday night, at the worst Friday. So I'm praying that God would keep 'em safe, till we next meet again. To put it differently, maybe, just maybe, God is preparing me for my recourse in Tekong... you know me.. can't be away from home.. blah blah blah...

I've been through a whole host of emotions this few days. I felt blue because of duty and the fact that I was going to be away from home; grateful because Papa wakes up every day at the same time as I to drop me off at work (Papa, Thank you.); overjoyed, yet thankful that I passed Stage 3 of driving in one lesson; touched, because of Joseph's goodbye card; irritated by the behaviour of certain people in my family; excited at the prospect of staying over at Wacko Jacko's place along with my other care group members the night before he departs to live the "American Dream"; downhearted that a close friend will no longer be around for the next 4 years..sigh.

As I mentioned earlier, I went for driving yesterday, and I completed Stage 3 in one session. How cool is that? This instructor, Ng, happens to have the same name Christian name and surname as me. Yes, spelling even. So it's Terence Ng Wei Feng for me, but Terence Ng Kai Beng for him. Diana feels he's not too professional, as the booklet says min 4 sessions, but I did Stage 3 in one.. Think it's cos' I practiced these subjects in previous lessons and I'm rather familiar with it... so...

I met my parents, Richard, Belinda, Phoebe and Austin afterwards. They are relatives from England.. Belinda's the sista of Jackie (who came earlier in the year), and Christian. Their mother, Rosalind, is my Grandmother's sister.. so that makes us relatives.. no? Anyway, we went to Lau Pa Sat to eat and then to the Merlion. Phoebe's really cute; she's pretty stubborn though.

Btw, Christian and Claire just had their first child, a baby girl. Don't know her name though.. Think Eric, Jackie, Penelope, Rebecca and Yorick's back in France by now.. Haven't got down to emailing them the photos.. maybe I should... soon...