Write on

I am facing the swimming pool now, sitting by the cafeteria and enjoying the chilling evening air brought on by the downpour. It was raining constantly but in just a minute, the tempo of the pelting rain accelerated, as if someone above has chosen to unleash its wrath at that precise moment. The rain's quite heavy but there's no lightning, hence there are still the obstinate few who continue to swim, seemingly unaffected by the ferocious rain and, certainly, the cold.

It's been a long time since i last wrote. Anyone who writes (or blogs) has got to ask himself: For what reason am i writing? It was never my intention to write about my insipid life, and i suspect this blog is going to see new entries less regularly, as it already is happening now. But why i started writing (blogging) is this: One, i see writing as an absolutely essential form of self-espression, much like the paramount importance of freedom of speech that every democratic society fiercely protects and/or advocates. To write is to at once exercise self-discipline by collecting my thoughts and expressing them concisely and clearly in words. It is also a liberating experience, because i believe self-expression, which writing entails, is an innately human condition that cannot be suppressed. The second reason is that, wherever possible, by writing regularly and consistently, I seek to hone my writing skills. To write well and to be able to express oneself clearly is certainly an asset, and like all things else, this can only be improved through practice.

Reservist training took up a considerable amount of my personal time, and my first reservist experience has impressed upon me the sacrifice that all male Singaporeans (who have served their madatory 2 1/2 years NS) make in the name of national defence. We often hear laments, complaints and innumerous army jokes and anecdotes. All this should never diminish or overshadow the reality and fact of doing NS reservist in Singapore.

And as i am preoccupied with school activities now, I hope wherever possible, i would be able to make time to post something, to muse about life and detail the transience of everyday's experiences and happenings.

Now's just too busy, however.