So comes the end of the year...again...

this time last yr i was one of the happiest person in the world...spending time with my closest brudders and "that special someone"...this yr...i think i'll still be with my closest brudders...dat ain't too bad...

so i'm back from Aussie...eye opener...saw quite a few stuff...cultural diff ;P

1. the air there is dry...my lips cracked while i was there...
2. most of the gals there expose their cleavage..."ham sap" guys' heaven....
3. cool weather...nature's air-con~
4. Aussie realli has some of the most fascinating animals...
5. cars r dirt cheap there...though cost of living is overall higher(a plate of fried rice...aussie $10!!!)...
6. the beach is sooooooooooooo fine!!!!!!

anyway...after coming back on Thur...didnt have much free time...fri went to meet 2 diff grps of frens b4 picking up "that special someone" so pass her some stuff i got from Aussie...then finally dropped by to brudder MY's new place to...can u believe it...wash our cars...Brudder Leo joined up later on...and have things changed...

"brudder MY iz back with his girl...brudder Leo has a new squeeze!!! happy for them...REALLY!!! now when will it be my turn?"

Down Under!

I've always wanted to mention this but the usual absent-minded mi will always forget at the critical moment...so now here i mention to u...i'm going to the place where gays are treated as pariahs, the place where u get shark attacks more than anywhere else in the world...the place where the late Steve Irwin himself hailed from...yes...i'm going "Down Under"...i'm going Australia...

Initial plan was...i wasnt going with my family for the trip...so i could have the whole house (AND CAR!!!) to myself for the whole week!!! but becuz then again i think it'll be a good opportunity to leave everything behind and let loose for awhile...i decided to tag along...

this yr has been too bad for mi to stay here actually...with the things dat happened in the Army...having my holidays and countless weekends being burnt by the Army...losing that "special someone"...it can go on and on...

hence...my decision to go...anyway...dunno izzit becuz my mum is feeling a little guilty for not getting mi a birthday pressie this yr, or she's realli into the X'Mas mood, or simply cuz she's a better spendthrift than i am...cuz she has juz lavished mi with a PSP(2nd hand), and a small mini flying helicopter(so i can play in camp ;P)...cool rite??? LUV U MOTHER!!!

i'll be flying off later on the 22nd...i think its a 9pm plus flight...i'm so not prepared yet...sigh...last min packing again...anyone hu wans anything from aussie pls tell mi ;P

"a fren of mine once told mi...the reason why i dun have any luck with girls...cuz i'm still wearing the ring...on my married finger...ta ma de~"

Lessons i've learnt in life...

over the past few days...i've come to learn alot of things...enlightenment i tell u...

1. Not having enough sleep can cause u not juz pimple outbreak but pain in ur wisdom tooth!
(because i was too hooked onto my PS2...i did not sleep until the wee hours of the nite...yet onli to wake up less than a couple of hrs later...with a pain in my wisdom tooth...)

2. its fun being a pillion rider...though not on a regular basis...
(because i'm a lazy...because i'm thick-skinned...and because i think they owe me a favor...i shamelessly asked my motorbike fren to give mi a lift back home!)

3. slacking juz abit on training and going for more canteen breaks is a suicide on ur physical fitness...
(though i didnt exactly dissapoint myself with the most recent IPPT results...at least i passed...my OC thought i was a slow coach...and kicked me in the ass...LITERALLY!!!)

4. whenever clubbing...dont bother approaching girls until they've shown interest in you...or ur wallet...
(tested and proven after last nite's fun at Momo...and yes...there were gals there interested in us...and some others, our wallets...)

5. Dont go clubbing so often...go onli when u got a birthday boy amongst the group...u'll score with the girls...
(once again...tested and proven from last nite's outing ;p i'm officially veri broke now from all the hot gals selling us $10 tequila shots...)

So after a nite of partying to rem...i guess its back to camp later to face the death...until then...take care all :P

"if i don't work to be a rich bastard in the future...i suspect i'm gonna be a veri poor and depressed fella...considering my spendthrift nature...damn..."

Come wat luck~

While others are either enjoying at Zoukout or at MOS...i have to come home and pack my stuff...ready for my guard duty in a couple of hrs...

i had actually ready accepted fate dat i wont be enjoying this weekend...but fate had to tempt mi with not ONE but TWO invites to MOS...ARGH!!!! but this is the least of my agony...

for my guard duty tomoro...not onli are half of my men doing guard are problem cases...even my guard commanders 2nd IC and 3rd IC are undependable buggers...sigh...everytime i do guard commander something bad will happen...realli...which brings mi to my next point...

i have a knack in mi to do the wrong things, at the wrong place, at the wrong time...all the time!!!! juz for example...when one of my men's confiscated stuff is lost...i have to be the one on duty...now i have to prepare to fork out some $$$ to replace the stuff liao...

another example...juz when one of my men "falls sick" in the middle of the nite...i have to be the one to escort him to the hospital...end up have to sacrifice my precious sleep...

again another...while other commanders (aka my peers) always get away with something wrong dat they have done...i juz have to slack once and i will...definately will be caught by my OC...juz my luck i tell u...

if i carry on...this post will be neverending...i shall stop being such a winer and go back to work ba...sigh...plan guard duty list...pack bag...prepare guard duty store...blah blah blah...

"according to the PUA(Pick Up Artist) description...i'm a AFC(Average Frustrated Chump)...put it loosely...i'm a loser with girls...i knew it!!! damn..."

Gloomy Times Ahead~

its either i have realli realli grown guts of steel...or i'm plain stupid...and waiting to be caught...cuz i have sneaked out of camp...without permission...oh well...

reason why i wanted to sneak home? cuz all the big shots in the battalion is going out for a live firing exercise...so we've left to ourselves...secondly...my hand is so itchy to play my Final Fantasy XII...i'm gonna take the PS2 back to camp with mi...thirdly...i prefer a warm bath anytime over a cold one ;P SUE MI!!!

anyway...why i say gloomy times ahead is cuz...despite BMT being over...i'm still being restrained to a 5 and a half day week...reason cuz i ain't fit enough...also...while everyone can take leave and off when they dont deserve it...i have to stay back in camp to cover for them...so to say...from next week onwards...i'm almost be on duty EVERYDAY!!! sigh...

"I'm mentally preparing myself to sign extra for the many cock ups i'm going to make from all my duties..."

my BALLS have grown!

its 4 am in the morning...how and why the hell the hell am i uploading this post??? long story long story...

to start off...around 8 plus in the evening...2 of my recruits needed immediate medical attention...one of them dislocated his shoulder simply from trying to get off the bed...its either a real freak accident or he was juz a result of a playtime wrestling natch gone wrong...i dunno...and another guy complaining of having chest pains...sigh...so off i went to escort them to NUH...and rot my time away there...its a good thing i brought along "The Game" by Neil Strauss...if not i would have been bored to death...b4cuz by the time i reached back camp...it was 3.15am in the morning...cool rite?

so i took a bath b4 heading to bed when suddenly a crazy idea came to mi...since everyone's asleep...y not use the computer in the Offivcers' Mess to blog? i dunno why dat idea struck mi but...the fact dat i realli sneaked into the Officers' Mess to blog rite now is still a revelation for mi...i'll suddenly grown guts of steel...

anyway...came across this

link

...go try...here's my results...

The Keys to Your Heart

You are attracted to those who are unbridled, untrammeled, and free. In love, you feel the most alive when your lover is creative and never lets you feel bored. You'd like to your lover to think you are stylish and alluring. You would be forced to break up with someone who was emotional, moody, and difficult to please. Your ideal relationship is lasting. You want a relationship that looks to the future... one you can grow with. Your risk of cheating is zero. You care about society and morality. You would never break a commitment. You think of marriage as something precious. You'll treasure marriage and treat it as sacred. In this moment, you think of love as commitment. Love only works when both people are totally devoted.

What Are The Keys To Your Heart?

cool rite...onli thing missing rite now is ...

"i hope i can fall sick...so i can take MC and sleep...AT HOME!!!"

lonely, crazy, noisy mi ;P

i reached home abt 12am...12.05am...i was in my running attire...yes...i was going for a run...at this time...why? becuz i feel guilty for having my fitness drop so much...for not maintaining my fitness...and balloning my figure once again...sigh...so i had to console myself and run it off...

my father saw mi before i left and gave mi the "are u sure?" look...i gave him the "yes, i'm sure look!" b4 leaving the house...i think i had ran approximately between 8 to 12km...cuz i ran from home to my camp...b4 continuing to run back home...making a big big big big big round...

i think its also partly cuz i had quite abit on my mind...the case abt my recruit wanting to commit suicide, another recruit coming up to mi saying "sergeant...my girlfriend pregnant"...causing mi another worry...mi thinking abt "that special someone"...worrying abt home matters...sigh...i got a feeling i'll be going for more runs...

"despite the run...i still see my tummy...i still feel like crap...oh well..."

Of life and Death...

So life goes on as usual...though not for some...there have been cases of perfectly healthy men dying in their sleep for the past couple of weeks...i dunno abt u but somehow i find it ironic but Death Note seems too much of a coincidence to appear at this time as well...

while others lose their llife unwillingly...some wanna give it up...sigh...i've juz had a call last nite from camp...the reason...one of my recruits had juz attempted suicide...sometimes i wonder izzit cuz of the bunkmates cum a**holes hu keep making fun of him or failure on my part as a commander dat he has to resort to such things...

as for mi...i have thought of death b4...its actually a very very very very very convenient way of relieving urself from all burdens ;P but dat would mean u aint got enough BALLS and GUTS to face life's probs as a man...and anyway...i dun think i'm facing any life-threatening problems....yet...

to be honest...moi feeling pretty down lately...but was enthu yest when "that special someone" decided to meet up last nite...alas...it wasnt meant to be and from a state of joy turned to deeper sorrow :P

"i now honestly think dat i'm not mature enough to handle another r/s le..."

Its Mama's day~

Nov 18 marked the day when Mama annouced her arrival on earth~ HER BIRTHDAY! i decided dat i shld not not spend the day with anyone else other than my family :)

on my initiation, i managed to pull my family out to have a good dinner followed by a little shopping at Vivo...i tell u, its good to go out with the family...for many reasons...

like for one, even though we got stuck in the jam en route to Vivo...we toked alot in the car...although half the conversation was abt which way to go and asking mi to keep my cool...

for another...i get to do abit of shopping, without forking out the money for it...not dat i wanna take advantage but...if i thought i was a spendthrift, then my mother would be the grand mistress of spendthrift...the 2 shirts dat she bought for mi is testament to it...she even chose the shirts lor!

"i see my blog now and i see all the depressing posts...where was the time when i could blog everyday abt crappy and nonsensical stuff? in an atttempt to tickle afew funny bones? hmmm...."

I'm not a soldier~

Finally after burning last weekend and a whole week in Tekong...i'm now back in the comfort of my own home...i muz say...after being in the comfort zone for so long...going outfield with the recruits took abit of getting used to on my side...

i have to admit...i'm a veri soft guy...physically and mentally...among the commanders, i'm physically the weakest...i think more than half of the recruits have better fitness than mi now...i try to do something abt it...but most of the time laziness gets in the way...so...it shows i'm not a soldier...

When i was a trainee...all i did was follow orders...unless i was so unlucky to be arrowed to take up IC roles(which most of the time i get and i dunno why...), now dat i have to be responsible for myself and the men under mi rite now...i'm showing my pissed off look almost everyday and biting anyone who got in my way...i noe this is gonna get mi into trouble...cuz i have on a few occasions almost wanted to shoot back at my officers like i have done to my peers and my recruits...it shows i'm not a soldier...

maybe i shld really get myself into trouble...then they'll demote mi and throw me to somewhere else...then i'll have my wanted vocation of being a driver!!!

"something tells mi something big is gonna happen to mi...i feel an anxiety...something...most likely bad...IS gonna happen..."

time is a luxury to mi...

Honestly...i feel realli bad for not updating my blog...cuz...since i had changed a new webc counter...i didnt realise i still do get visits...thank u ppl...its onli dat...as the title suggests...time is realli not on my side...

The main event of last week was the Live Firing for the recruits...where they would for the first time in their lives fire live rounds dat kill...and i dun understand why i so happen to be the CDS(Company Duty Sergeant) once again for the first day...and the sure cock up role of Detailing cum Dispatching IC...sigh...becuz of commitments like these...no wonder i fell sick...i didnt sleep for more than 3 hrs every nite for last week!

while the whole of last week was a killer for mi in camp and i didnt even spend more than 5 hrs at home the whole weekend...i dun think i'll have the chance to blog anymore this week...for the next 2 weeks in fact...as i'll be going back to the birthplace of my army and suffering...pulau tekong...reason? to give the recruits a taste of jungle warfare...

gimme a choice though and i wont hesitate to throw them into the jungle and let them suffer...but can i? NOOOOOOOooooooo!!! apparently these guys r gonna have a better field camp than us...times have changed...realli...

"Despite the hectic schedule...and tiring tasks...my wandering mind once again bothered on the thinking of wat if something major happened to mi and i would relieved of everything...hmmm...."

Money Woes~

i had the all important task of getting brudder Rick's bday present...and i had to do it b4 i book in tonite...cuz...my next weekend is gonna be burnt...again! sigh...

but becuz i got no company to do my shopping in town...i settled for West Mall(sorri Rick Zai...)...brudder...i bought a watch for u...trust my taste k? anyway...while looking at the watches...i realised i haven pampered myself despite telling myself i would during the GSS...damn...my mouth was salivating from all those gorgeous watches...sigh...too bad i'm reali reali reali too strapped for cash...

maybe i shld get confined in camp more so i dont get to spend too...but...come to think of it...where did all my money go???? ARGH!!! when i was with "that special someone"...i spent all i had on her...which i was happy...but now...i dun even noe has it all gone to...damn.........

"maybe i shld realli either be confined to camp and stay at home all day long...i shld start being a bloody miser!"

Car Pimpin~

As i usually aint home most of the time...this long break gave mi the chance to be around the house...which meant i got to spend more time with my father...i think its a good thing...cuz...i'm generally the onli guy he can complain to...and we share the same interests...or rather...he influenced mi to have the same interests..either way...its still a good thing spending time with my old man :)

since i had the afternoon free...i agreed when father suggested dat we go take a look at some tyres...as the current ones were running a little thin...

becuz his fingers were itchy...and i was having funny ideas...we decided to change the car rims instead of juz the tyres...and becuz we wanted the car to look dat tiny bit more agressive...we decided to up a notch by getting 1 inch larger rims altogether...COOL~

after the tyres were done...i couldnt wait to jump into the driver's seat!!! but the tyre man said "first 500km...no speeding! slow down on corners!" sob sob!!! to think dat the larger wheels would have given the car some better holding on the road ;P

i cant wait til the next car pimpin session passes by! hu noes...maybe we'll paste some decals!!! WAHAHAHAHAHA!!!

"damn...i'm booking in to face the bloody recruits again..."

I still like Mambo Nite~

because my last few attempts to go clubbing was ruined time and again...i was determined to go last nite when brudder Ong msged mi "ZOUK!!! TONITE!!!" although it wasn't my fav mambo nite...i still went ahead with it...onli to realise...becuz there was a guest DJ, DJ Sasha...the entrance fee was 30 bucks....ta ma de....

i cant say i'm a fan of House music...so i was shuffling between Zouk and Phuture...which was playing Hip Hop RnB...not that i didnt like it...but this fickle-minded fren of mine kept wanting to switch between the 2 places...i ended up sticking my fat arse to Zouk and tried, tried tried veri hard to appreciate dance music...

somehow...the second half of the DJ's mixing was pretty good...honestly...the tempo was up...i was getting into the mood as well...until a fight almost broke out...beside some more...i wish they realli fought...dat've been some entertainment...but sadly they didnt...and so i lost my mood and headed back home to hibernate...sigh...

honestly...i have dat slight tinge of regret for going last nite...cuz...at the end of the day...i so much prefer mambo...sob sob...cheaper some more...its ok...i muz tell myself...i'm still young!

"after consecutively burning 3 weekends in camp...i shall realli realli want to enjoy my long break this time round...DUN STOP MI!"

Good guys lose out...always!

Noticed i haven't updated my blog in a week? that was cuz i never had the chance to...the office computer is down...and...for the past 1 whole week...never had i the chance to bookout...

not onli had i have to burn last sunday on guard duty, monday i had to escort one of my men to subordinate courts, had to almost singlehandly take the platoon for the whole week, not to mention the regular few recruits who give my all sorts of trouble such as malingering, not listening to instructions...and insubordination...imagine i had a recruit shouting his mouth off rite in front of my face...think dat's enough to spoil the week? NOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!

Not onli do the recruits give prob...even among the peers do problems surface......now i'm not trying to be racist here...but...juz becuz the muslim commanders r fasting doesnt mean they dont have to skip their duty of bringing the recruits for meals...and instead trouble the others to do their job...where's the fairness in dat? and juz becuz they r fasting doesnt give them the right to sleep in bunk while the rest of us have to cover their asses......some f**kers juz dun give a damn whether its their duty or not...they'll not give a care at all...while once again the other few of us will again have to do double job...think dats bad enough? NOOOOOO!!!!

On the final level, my sergeant major and platoon sergeants have to put pressure on us...again...while the others think it's nothing...why? cuz they have nooooooooo bloody idea how hard it is to achieve what those guys up there r expecting...why? cuz they dont do anything!!!!!!!!

to round off my f**ked up week...i juz booked out abt 3 this afternoon...i'm gonna book in again tonite 10 plus...cuz.....................once again...no one wants to do a weekend duty...WTF?

"what happened to responsibility and conscience?"

the Gin Gang! and being alone~

it was sat early evening...i made my way to buy dinner with my dad...and he asked..."today no go out?"...to which my reply was..."feeling alittle unwell...rest at home ba...anyway...no plans also..." but dat was until brudder Leon called...it was "Brudder Time!" i veri veri veri veri veri veri seldom put them up and more often than not we're there for each other at times of need...so if u think i was close to the V6 gang during poly time...the brudders of Leon, Michael, Han and myself can be called the F4!(yes, its lame i noe...)

upon meeting up with them...we decided to catch a movie...and we watched...my first ever R21 movie..."Lower City"...its a deep show...we're realli lucky we got in cuz our dear Han wasnt 21.....yet! anyway...we had supper b4 splitting...it was from the lonely walk back towards my car...where my mind started to wander off on its on again...

its so quiet driving the car...alone...at this hr...i could speed all i want to...cuz there was onli mi in the car...cuz if i do get in an accident...and die maybe...at least i wont pull anyone down with mi...i got insurance to cover my death expenses...then i tot...i didnt use to drive so recklessly...it was cuz i had a passenger with mi usually...i wanted dat passenger to be safe and sound...i didnt want anything to happen to her...so i was a safer driver then...then i realised...i miss her...................oh well...

"chances r dat i'll realli die at a young age...dying in a car accident...alone...hopefully driving a cabriolet...and having enough insurance to cover my death expenses..."

and the agony goes on...

As if the current batch of recruits ain't enough of a prob...the higher HQ guys have to throw us more...while most of these new guys are fresh from the civilian world...there are a few special cases...such as this particular coporal...

now u might be wondering y a coporal would be going thru BMT again...chances r dat he did not complete his BMT course b4 posting out...he got injured...or...he served some time in the Detention Barracks...i would bet it was the last scenario...

of the whole battalion...dat coporal has to be in my company...and of the whole company...dat coporal has to be in my platoon...and of the whole platoon...dat guy has to be in my section...so...dats to say dat dat bugger is under my direct supervision and care...and shld he realli be one who has served his time in DB b4...i dunno wat probs he can gimme...adding on to those which my current batch of recruits r already giving mi...sigh...

"Why!?!? Why!?!? Why!?!? Why!?!? Why!?!? Why!?!? Why!?!? Why!?!? Why!?!?"

Screwed up mi~

once again...the screwed up factor in mi has taken over...first after mi COS duty...the company computer has to fail...and i was the last to touch...then the misunderstandings have to come in...

izzit realli possible she did not receive my messages or she chose to ignore them? i seriously hope is the former...cuz i'm realli not doing anything that's avoiding her...if the person is readin this rite now...and u noe hu u r...pls...i'm realli not avoiding u!!!

let mi screw up anymore and i might juz slip into depression again...sigh...please let things pick up from here...

"my sir recently asked...sean...are u married? are u attached? are u seeing anyone? r u even at least having a fling? to which all i said nope...and he said...then why the hell r u wearing a ring on ur married finger??????????"

COS aka "Company Orderly Sergeant"

today was the first time i was doing the duty of a COS...theoreotically...the COS is the bigggest boss in the Company office...as he manages and update the report sick personnal, parade state, food rations and other administrative stuff of the company...

as i realised...there's realli alot of crap for the COS to do...though the COS has a table in the office, its usually filled with papers and other stationary...and the COS is ironically usually not at his table...

so i have been doing my fair bit of running around...esp sending the report sick personnal to the medical center...as they all have to report sick at different timings...ta ma de...it realli doesnt help dat i sprained my ankle last nite...luckily i wrapped my ankle up and with the boots...the pain ain't so bad...so i can ENDURE!!!!!!!

i'm honestly looking forward to the next COS duty though...i wanna sleep in an air-con room!!!! HUR HUR HUR!!!

"i think the guys r purposely taking turns to sms mi gd nite...i juz had 5 guys msg mi...WTF!!! something's realli not rite..."

the usual screwed up mi~

i noe i have always been a screw up in this lifetime of mine...but the past few days r realli revelations to even myself...i amazed myself!~

first of all...i juz realised i could find a way to smoke around the IP address block on the blogger website and blog in camp! why the hell didnt i find out any sooner!!!!????!!! see! the screwed up mi!

then yest...while msging a fren of mine...jokingly got too out of hand...and...i think i can count myself 1 less fren to count on le...sob sob...see! the screwed up mi! again!

then the day b4...went for a polymate's bday chalet...onli halfway thru the journey there while driving...did i realise...i 4got to bring her present...sigh...see! the screwed up mi! yet again!

the same day...i didnt noe til another fren told mi a couple of minutes ago...was brudder "Son of a Gray" Grayson's bday...sorri bro...i'm sure u'd understand! rite? see! the screwed up mi! once again!

finally...again on the same day...i finally got to meet my "special someone" after dunno how many ages...it was good seeing her again...catching up...hearing her voice again...BUT!!!! why? why? why? why? why the hell did i not bring the long overdue presents dat i wanted to give her since i dunno when???? (*&&^(%$^% $&^&$^% and while sending her home...i have to lose my way...and wander around the singapore roads for a fair bit b4 reaching her place...veri sorri...SEE! THE SCREWED UP MI!!! AGAIN AND AGAIN!!!

"i now have 3 recruits sending mi those stupid gd nite msgs...and one of them calling mi not to miss him cuz he's recuperating at home...i have lost my dignity and respect as a sergeant...sob sob..."

The husky-voiced sexy old man~

i doubt that until the day i leave the Army...i'll ever recover my voice back again...2 weeks has past since the new batch of murderers recruits have been enlisted...and since their 2nd day in Army...i have been sounding like a sexy old man...as "someone" described...its either i realli shout too much, or i realli realli got a weak vocal cord...or voice box...either way...its not good...

i think i have been a veri bastard sergeant so far...i have given out some of the most tiring punishments to the recruits...company level some more...so the other platoon's recruits narturally hate mi...i totally understand...and i prefer it dat way...honestly...cuz...my own platoon's recruits dun seem to hold the same hatred...what makes mi think so?

well...how do u explain it when now its not juz 1 but 2 of the recruits sending u "good nite sgt...sleep tight tight..." msgs in the middle of the nite...and when i yell at them cuz its light's out time...i have another recruit yelling back "good nite! my most cute sergeant!!!" WTF!!!!!!!!!

do i realli look dat cute? or izzit cuz i'm simply rounder than the other sergeants? or izzit cuz i smile too much??? tell mi!!! tell mi!!! tell mi!!!

"i realli need to pick up hokkien...half the time the bloody recruits r conversing with mi in dat dialect..."

Out of Torture Hole!

Finally after more than a week of torturous time with the recruits...i have been released to the civilian world...at least until i book in again tonite...sob sob!

so the recruits r a week old now...i have been given the green light to inflict maximum pain on the guys...though i'm wondering why i haven...things haven been exactly wat i had imagined to be...

i envisioned myself to be a ruthless bastard whom the recruits will hate to the core...and they'll be cursing mi every other time...they wont talk to mi...they will despise mi...they'll spit at mi...but NOOOOOOO! dat wasnt the case...

rite now i got my recruits greeting mi whenever they walk past, toking cock with mi whenever i'm in their bunk as though i was one of them...not giving mi any of the "i hate u" look whenever i inflict coporal punishment on them...i even have one of them sms-ing mi "Good nite sgt...sleep tight tight..." WTF!!!!!!anyway...i replied "F**k you...go to sleep..."

"another couple of hrs b4 i see those guys again...the torture! the torture!!!"

U CHAO RECRUIT!!!!

i'm veri sure...my life span has juz been shortened a couple of days...not to mention a loss of voice rite now...

its the 3rd day since the recruits have been enlisted...i'm not trying to discriminate anyone here but...if i tot some of the guys during my time in BMT was bad...i've seen nothing!!! this batch of recruits come in all sorts of shape, sizes and personalities...

i have some of the "listen to sergeant!" kinda guys..which make my life easy...even if they are abit on the everything also ask kind...i'm so ok with dat!

then there is the "can smoke sergeant?" kinda person...all he asks is when he can carry on the with activity dat shortens his life...and always speaks to mi in hokkien as if i'm hokkien peng kinda person...which part of mi shows dat i'm well conversed in dat dialect i ask u???

one thing abt this batch of recruits iz dat some of them one way or another has some major family issues...juz a couple of hours back i had one recruit walk up to mi saying he needed to tok...and burst out crying the next moment...if u have seen mi stunned b4...yes...dat was my facial expression...i spent the next hr providing my once again veri "chao hi lang" but at times useful ears to the recruit...sigh...

finally the REAL problems of the platoon...the attitude guys...hu think they are still in the civilian world and answers to no one...how wrong they will be when i finally get the green light to f*ck them up-down-left-right-center and know wats the meaning of coporal punishment...they will KNOW MY WRATH!!!

"i seriously need to brush up my hokkien...if not i'll never get the men to do any stuff...damn..."

there goes the peace...

in another 5 more days...i shall no longer be the cute-faced bouncy and chubby sergeant hu either smiles or laughs aloud in camp...i shall be the stern and f**ked-up torture machine...becuz 5 days from now would be the day the new mono-intake of recruits are enlisted...

i'm a very nice guy at heart...REALLI! but becuz u dun wan the recruits to climb over ur head, becuz u have to get things done...and becuz i have so much anger and frustration kept inside me...the recruits will have to SUFFER my wrath!!! muahahahahahahahahaha!

"dun blame mi...becuz of them i will be confined with them for the next 2 to 3 weekends...how bad iz dat?"

wats NLP???

When i booked in on tue morn...i expected alot of yelling from my Sergeant Major asking us to get things done...but instead wat did i get? Attend a course on self-improvement...COOL!

it was a 2 days intensive and mind boggling course...it was called Neuro-Linguistics Programming or in short NLP...thing with this course is...in order for it to work...u have to let go of every logical and widely accepted concepts of everything around us...chim? yes..it is!

anyway...i wasnt exactly new to this thingie...rem the times my dear father trying out his similar hypno-therapy methods on mi...creepy...

"pls...i'm juz another failure on things like BGR...why ask mi? do i look like a guru? god bless the people hu asked mi for advice!"

final moments of freedom~

in the next couple of hrs...i'll be booking into camp again le...where i'll be treated as a prisoner wrong...free labourer wrong again...i mean sai kang warrior no! pardon moi...to be a soldier with value-added experience!

i can't help but think dat i'll either be pushed around asked by the different officers to do sai kang value-added work, coerced ordered by my sergeant major to do area cleaning, or simply doing wat we're best at...disappear!

"to u, yes u! cheer up, i'm treated like crap in camp..but i'm slowly coming to terms with it...and trying veri hard to look at it positively, u shld too, things cant get any worse de...cheer up :)"

Fat Boy can run!

Couple of days ago, my Commanding Officer(CO) decided that becuz a few of us missed the 16km run, we shouldn't run 21km, juz 10km...which would have been fine...realli! but does stinko ever does the rite thing and shuddap??? NOOOOOOOOOOO! stinko goes on to volunteer and run the 21km...becuz he thinks its a good challange...crazi rite?

So couple of hrs ago, stinko had to wake up early in the morning 3 am to prepare for the run which would flag off at 5.30am...yes...in the morning 5.30am...somehow, a miracle happened...2 hrs and 17 mins later...stinko crosses the finishing line...without any groin abrasion, brasion and the sole of the feet...and most importantly...NO NIPPLE ABRASION!!!!

"now stinko can walk with his head up high...knowing that he completed 21km of running...and still standing!"

Twist of FATE~

i would have thought dat my 201st post would be abt how i survived my ordeal with jungle and urban warfare...but NOOOOOOOO! in an amazing twist of fate at the veri last min...the umpires who were supposed to evaluate the battalion said "NO! they shall not fight!" with the "they" refering to us of course, the savior force...

so the past week of putting on weight has all been for nothing...SO HOW THE HELL AM I GONNA GET RID OF IT??????? die liao...it doesnt help dat i juz came back from supper with dad...sigh...i feel sooooooo guilty and sad...sigh...

"a cute, lovable and cheeky girl recently mentioned something...something abt no such thing as being faithful or one-and-onli...how true!"

So off i go

i'm a veri lazy person...i admit dat...but cuz i promised brudder Cong...and cuz i needed to get something...i agreed when brudder Cong msged mi "Yo meet at orchard 1530 k..We go catch movie.."

if dat msg hadnt come...i would have been realli rotting on my bed...cuz i noe i onli had a few more precious hours to enjoy civilization b4 i get to once again experience jungle warfare!

from my officer's briefing...this ATEC...we're gonna be doing water-hook op, urban warfare and heli-borne ops...COOL! juz hope i dun die, get badly injured during these exercise...cuz i seriously got a veri bad feeling dat i would...hmmm....

"as i navigate myself around some of s'pore's wooded areas...i wont be surprised if i end up somewhere behind one of our HBD flats.....my sense of direction sux~"

Back to my ushering days

by a certain twist of fate, yesterday morning saw mi sun tanning(to little effect) in Sentosa and rushing to fort canning in the afternoon for...my fav part time job...USHERING!

As i mentioned before, i have been attached to another battalion to help them fight ATEC...and yest happened to be their battalion anniversary, so celebration was in Sentosa...while they had fun, i sun tanned...but all i got was a red face...damn...

i had to leave earlier from sentosa in order to make it to fort canning in time b4 old man James gave mi 1 times good scolding...onli to find out dat Old man himself would be late...nvm dat...

As some of u would noe...i used to usher at some concerts in the past, on a regular basis especially b4 Army stole my life away...so last nite was the first time i worked since my enlistment...and i understood why i lurve the job...

u get to see all sorts of people(women)...beautiful women, women hu think they're beautiful, young girls, SPGs, drunk gals! imagine this...during the concert...2 bras was thrown onto the stage, the frontman takes them to wipe his face...cool rite? not if he knew the owner of the bra...

after the concert...a 50-odd drunk lady staggered up to mi saying "cuse mi~ could u do mi a favor? i threw my bra up the stage earlier on...could u help mi retrieve it? its the peach colored one! thank you lovely~" all i could manage was a stunned, mouth-open, eyes big big look...anyway...she did get back her bra...and upon doing so, she swung it around in the air while dancing around...rem...she's 50-odd yrs old...INTERESTINGZ!

another slightly younger drunk fat blonde comes up to mi and says "look, i've got INXS's goodie that he threw...i believe i am special and dat i am fated to have this, and i'm fated to meet them...pls tell mi where is the after party so i could go see them~" i told her i'm not sure if there is even an after party and she bursts "THEN GET ON UR FUCKING PHONE AND ASK SOMEBODY!" cool rite? i ended up pointing her to some ang mo guy saying he's the boss, and she flew to him immediately...INTERESTINGZ!

"lets juz hope Old man James lets mi into more of these events...i lurve them!"

timely intervention...

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In some interesting twist of fate...i have turned from an evaluator of a battalion fighting ATEC...i am now a part of THE same battalion...fighting ATEC with them...simple story short...from a king to a pauper...

for those hu dunno...ATEC is an unavoidable phase of a battalion where they are tested on their fighting capabilities against specially trained troops acting as enemies...

honestly...i kinda half-expected it to happen...cuz good things juz dun happen to mi...though i think it would be a good time for mi to throw my mind off some things...i wont have the free time to think so much...onli worrying when i'll get my next bath from the many outfield battles to be encountered...blah blah blah...

guess some of u might noe...the past week or so mi got into a pretty depressed mood...juz couldnt lift my own spirits...something like dat...i'm still slowly trying to pick myself up...and try to tell myself no point trying any longer or harder...

dats why i sincerely hope this 2 weeks of battles in the singapore "jungle" will put mi right again...big guy up there pls help mi~

"ATEC? bah! think of it as playing LaserMania...onli u get to play in the natural environment!"

when its time...

it was 7th Aug, 11.55pm...i was forcng myself to stay awake...by watching Grey's Anatomy on Channel 5...i had to stay awake...i had a special agenda...i had to send the msg exactly at 12am...the msg to dat "special someone"...it was her big day...her birthday...

juz as when it was abt to strike 12, juz when i was abt to hit the "send" button...the phone reminder alarm function rang..."Dear's Bdae!" i noe its sounds drama but...i stoned in my seat for awhile...reminiscing the time when we were chilling out at the China Square fountain...when she herself had keyed in those exact words into my HP...followed by saying "Dear, i dunno wat i want to do for my birthday leh!"

i snapped back into reality...sent the message...and slowly walked back to my bed where i tossed and turned til who noes when...when finally fatigue overcame mi and i had an uneasy sleep for the rest of the nite...sigh...

"To be lonely is one thing...to love someone and not have that love reciprocated...dats lonelier than being alone..."
a patient from 'Grey's Anatomy'

fires in the sky

Of the many festivals dat our country has, i think the Singapore Fireworks Festival is one of the more successful ones...honestly! i had the opportunity to catch the first of 4 fireworks last nite...but becuz i got no luck with women...i caught the fireworks with the man hu taught mi the "nobodi luvs mi, everybodi hates mi, i wanna make some noise!" tune...the one and onli brudder Ong!

despite us being late...we still managed to get a pretty good spot on the Sheares Bridge...rare luck...onli thing was i didnt have a camara to capture the fireworks...its amazing how much varieties of fireworks there are...

"wonder if i'll ever get the chance to catch one of these fireworks with dat special someone...neh...guess not..."

Anti-climax...sigh...

We finally met after a long long while, we were with some close frens...talking the time away, enjoying ourselves...and juz like any normal couple would do...we excused ourselves from the group to have some private time together...we walked around the park hand in hand...and sat down at one of the benches...we talked abt anything...talked late into the nite...it didnt matter...we loved each other's company...

juz when we were abt to do wat couples usually when they're alone in a park...the BLOODY alarm has to ring! i open my eyes and see the dark bunk and my gay buddies sleeping soundly...ta ma de...

"big guy up there no want mi to have meaningful relationship nvm...tease mi until like dat some more...he good...he good..."

Fate realli plays a cruel game with u!

becuz it was 4am in the morning, becuz i was close to where she stayed, becuz i realli missed her, the crazy mi decided to try my luck and wait for her downstairs her place and accompany her to work...

so i proceeded by walking the path we used to always take together, waited downstairs her place for a butt-numbing 2 and a half hours before realising something was wrong...she hadnt left the house...onli then i have to find out dat she didnt have to work today...u tell mi...isn't fate playing a veri veri veri cruel game with mi?

so the veri veri veri depressed mi had to go home with a veri empty heart...sigh...

"i'm quite convinced that the big guy up there does not want mi to have meaningful relationships with members of opposite sex...i realli am..."

Every Man Has His Trouble...with Women! Part 2

And so as the time passes by, my individual, multi-racial, multi-lingual friends' women troubles progressed...and how interesting it is to listen to them as outsiders...

my french friend has now not 1, not 2 but 3 groups of gals to avoid...all at the same time...shld he encounter any of them at Zouk...meeting any one of these grps will definately mean he cant afford to be seen by the other 2 groups...cool~ now why cant i have this type of women trouble?

now my malay friend has stepped up a notch in chasing after his gal...though from their last conversation...i expect he'll still be playing her game of hide and seek in the near forseeable future~

the interesting twist comes with my chinese emotional and sentimental friend...someone new has come along!!! totally his type...their both into each other...which isnt a bad thing shld they get along together but...wat abt the gal still overseas? my dear emotional and sentimental juz hopes dat the so-called r/s btwn him and the overseas gal was juz a one-sided affair.........on his part!

all these interesting plots r starting to entertain mi liao...as my malay friend says "we all got probs la, but u different! neutral man!" i seriously dunno if dat was a compliment or an insult...

for mi? gal trouble? yeah...definately...remember...trouble and i r buddies...my trouble with gals...no gal wants mi...dats my trouble...

"Even LBT, my source of inspiration and admiration...has started his engine going after a gal...mi? sill stagnant here...why? i dunno..."

ZPOP...fizzles...

becuz mummy last min told mi she had tix to the concert last nite, becuz the tix werent meant for mi in the first place, and becuz my younger sis doesnt like chinese music...i was frentically looking for people(gals...) to go with mi to the concert...BUT! becuz i have no "nu ren yuan" (luck with gers...), i ended up asking my sentimental and emotional chinese fren along...i even had to subsidize half of his cab fare ;P yes...i was despo for a companion, can? why haven i gone brokeback i also dunno...u tell mi?

a pakistani crazy fren of mine juz sent mi a clip...

Hard Gay

...maybe i'll turn out like dat shld i go brokeback?

"Nobodi luvs mi, everbodi hates mi, i wanna make some noize!"
Buddy Ong, who used to sing this...

Every Man Has His Troubles...with Women!

its no understatement...its true...some real life examples...

this french buddy of mine happens to be a pretty good babe magnet, those he always insists "i've never succeeded in going after a gal, but other gals keep coming to mi!"...nice problem to have rite? but because he is a player...because he noes too many gers...he fears dat he might get into trouble for having a fling with the same grp of gals...ALL AT THE SAME TIME!!! dats his trouble...

Another melayu friend of mine...who likes to listen to chinese songs and watches chinese shows...happen to like chinese gals...and he's still currently hot on the heels of this gal...who queerly likes to watch indian shows...he's prob is dat he has been on her heels since last year...and our dear fren doesnt even noe if she's attached...(women...sooooo like to play hard to get...)poor guy...dats his trouble...

Now...this chinese fren of mine...he's juz as emotional and sentimental as mi...dunno if dats a good thing but one thing abt him iz dat he can get over a gal quite easily and quickly...despite being soooooo smitten with her juz days ago...so he's rite now on a roll with a gal rite now...seemingly smooth and almost within his clutches...he's a very happy man...BUT! she's juz flown off to Indonesia to help out with the disaster...kind soul...my fren understands...BUT! being the sentimental and expressive person that he is...he goes around MOANING! abt missing her everytime he has a chance...poor guy...dats his trouble...

for mi? gal trouble? yeah...definately...remember...trouble and i r buddies...my trouble with gals...no gal wants mi...dats my trouble...

"after the recent scheduling of guard duties and COS duties...all my weekends have officially been burnt.......sad......veri veri sad..... "

trouble is my middle name~

i've come to realise dat my best buddy is "trouble"...cuz its either i always find trouble...or trouble will find mi...

juz take monday for example...if doing guard duty wasnt bad enough, i had to take up the job of guard commander...where i had account for every single damn thing! and because i suffer from short term memory...because i cannot multi-task...and i'm not fierce enough...i ended up being fu*ked educated by the veri veri veri fierce Brigade Sergeant Major all morning...letting the men climb all over my head, not giving a damn dat i'm the guard com...sacrifice my guard rest juz to settle the men's bloody cock-up...sigh...tell mi la...isn't trouble my best buddy?

"sooner or later i'm gonna get myself into veri veri veri deep shit for my relationship with trouble..."

officially short-plugged continues...

as if yest morn's 8km run wasnt enough...crazy mi actually went for a soccer game early in the morn 8am when i onli slept 4 hrs...asking for trouble i tell u...asking for trouble...

so to console myself of exercising...trying to maintain my belly from popping out...i feasted on snacks and unhealthy food whole day long...kinda beats the purpose of exercise rite?

"so ends a long weekend for mi...and so comes another week...so start the depression once again..."

officially short-plugged~

i'm realli doing alot of things which i never tot i wld do if i were the normal sane mi...

this morning...upon waking up...i actually changed into my PT attire...and went for a jog...and jogged all the way back to my camp's front gate, wave to the Military fu*kers Police, b4 making a U-turn back home...i'm short-plugged i tell u...

and so desperate i was to use my Ipod again...i reformatted the PC...yes~ the lazy mi actually bothered to go thru the whole crap...but now i have to regrets...cuz apart from getting my loyal companion up and running again...i've had most of the important updates...such as Media player 11, IE 7...the interface iz sooooooo cool!!! go try people~ and messenger as well, its now Windows Live Messenger! (i'm short-plugged i tell u...)

"YES! MY Ipod...u're back!"

a kid gains enlightenment...

becuz i didnt sleep the whole of wed nite, becuz i had to run the cross country at MacRitchie Reservoir a couple of hours later...and becuz i'm (once again) crazy enough to say yes when my bunk buddy ask mi "Wanna watch Pirates later?"...i ended up sleeping in a cinema for like...say...almost an hr? i think i will wanna catch the show again...i'm pretty lost with the storyline...

anyway...it was home immediately after the movie despite my other bunk buddy's constant temptation of "oie, the others tonite going MOS lei!", "they sms say tonite damn shiok lei!", "go la, still early wat!"...good thing i didnt go too...cuz dat buddy of mine ended up having supper alone cuz he was "hungry"...

i so slept till noon...and was quite immediately put into action...cuz soon after i drove all the way down to Tampines with father to have lunch with my eldest uncle...and cuz i was the youngest, i left the 2 old man to tok while i went to get the drinks...and cuz my uncle is a fantastic drinker, i got him a Tiger...but not before the auntie over the counter asks mi..."u over 18 liao meh?"
(-_-")

maybe i noe why dat gal at Zouk rejected mi...i think she tot i was a kid...damn...at least bless mi with some luck with gers can?

"i'm on the verge of reformatting this com juz to save my ipod...and my mother says i'm crazy...she has never been more spot on..."

My Love/Hate Relationship with Mambo Nite~

becuz i've become crazy enough to shout vulgarities in public, and becuz i'm crazy enough to oppose my camp's MP(Military Police aka useless posers), and becuz i'm crazy enough to think dat my ipod will miraculously heal by itself...i actually AGREED when brudder Wei called and asked..."wanna go Zouk tonite?"

i seriously dunno wat i'm thinking realli...the reason why the other guys can afford to and r so willing to sacrifice precious sleeping time iz cuz they get to work office hrs, book out everyday...and not worry abt dirtying their hands with mud ever again...i...on the other hand...was juz given my first ever nite's off whereby i dun have to book into camp the same nite as i usually do but onli in the next morning...i have to spend dat first ever precious nite's off not on my own bed but in the middle of a dance floor filled with gals, more guys...and super-sized ang mohs hu think they own the dance floor...

i actually 4got dat wed was ladies nite...and i 4got dat ladies nite usually meant the ratio of gals to guys was 1:10...yes...the ratio is correct...let mi explain...cuz its ladies nite...guys think more gals will go for it...so more guys will prefer going to Zouk on wed rather than the weekends for this reason, which explains why there r usually alot more guys than gals...

and i also 4got dat wed nite is Mambo Nite~ whereby the DJs dun play the usual dance tracks or trance music...instead...they go retro and play familiar old sch songs which most of them i was able to sing along to(for little parts at least)...which would actually mean i was going to enjoy myself...at least more than over trance music anytime...

so how it actually turned out was dat...there was a decent amt of gals compared to the num of guys...the DJ did no harm to the Mambo Nite's atmosphere...and get this...crazy mi actually played with the idea of getting a gal's number...WOOT~ told u dunno wat got over mi le...thinked i tried to develope some balls of steel when its really juz inflated ballons painted silver...anyway...crazy mi DID try to get a gal's number...but the usual story...crazy mi gets rejected...sad-ed...

now get this straight...i'm no clubber! given a choice i would not go clubbing...honest...i'm a movie junkie...rem dat...juz dat...i muz confess...i think i prefer the gals at mambo nites ALOT more than the weekend babes...hmmm...yes...go ahead...call mi a bastard...

"oh my loyal companion...my ipod...talk to mi! tell mi! wats ur prob!!!!!!!"

depressed man...

i'm a depressed man...why? cuz my loyal companion...my onli companion ever since dat happened...has juz given up on mi...sigh...MY IPOD!!!! WHy!!! now i'm gonna be so depressed in camp...sob sob...when will my IPOD BE FIXED!!!

on another note...i've been having regular runs at MacRitchie Reservoir...i think i happened to see one of s'pore's best writers/blogger...i think i saw Mr Brown...having a slow jog in the opposite direction...think he realli lost some weight...then came to read abt the suspension of his blog...for his latest post abt the cost of living in s'pore...sigh...poor guy...ain't this a free country with freedom of speech? saded...

"oh my loyal companion ipod...when? ehrn will u be fine again??? sigh..."

the ironies of life...

Ur frenly neighbourhood philosopher Stinko is starting to feel like he is getting back to his best of coming up with "Logical Crap"...he might come up with a series of posts in relation to these "Logical Crap"...which could mean anything...generally...

anyway, today i had to supervise some reservists in training them with a "new" weapon(its a phased-out redundant weapon called the Light Anti_Tank Weapon...aka...LAW)...also dunno why teaching them dat...tells u alot abt the Army...anyway...i found this guy quite familiar...and he found mi quite familiar too...so during one of the breaks, we got to chat alittle...after awhile...we came to realise dat we're both from NYP...i was a student there...he is still a lecturer there...School of IT some more...then for a moment we realised the irony dat juz transcended btwn us...we juz switched roles...coool~

mi posted to my new company le...its Support company...the worst part of my NS life will come in Jan when i go for my 120mm course(another major slimming phase i hope)...other than dat i shld be trying to get under the radar for the rest of my NS life...most of my new bunkmates i have clicked well...juz dunno why fate always like to play with mi...the same grp of guys i detest also same company...damn...u win some...u lose some...

"irony of the day: people walking on the cycling pavement and the cyclists cycling on the padestrian pavement..."

Gain Enlightenment From the Old Man Himself~

No, not the Old Man James, but this guy called Ah Yap whom i got to noe during my short enjoyable stint at the School of Business in NYP...he told mi to wake up...with these 2 links...as he says it makes for a good read...

http://yapster79.blogspot.com/2006/06/why-girls-end-up-with-assholes.html

http://tpcohn.blogspot.com/2005/11/for-robin-who-doesnt-want-to-be-nice.html

go read if u got the time to kill...it does make for interesting read...and i gotta say...these 2 guys realli can write...if onli i can write like those guys...

i was actually bored enough to read my past posts and dug out this piece of treasure...didnt know i was capable of such crap...though onli brings back memories...


"the day it happened
was the day my heart felt light again in years
but slowly and agonisingly
i realised fate plays a cruel game
as reality set in, i finally realised...
i'm not yours to begin with...
the times i've spent
the effort i've given
the worries i have for u
first seems so worth it...
until reality kicks in
and everything goes for naught...
i finally realised...
i'm a nobody...
where do i stand?
when will this end?
will i call u my own?
or will i wither again?
must i play the waiting game?
and stay as the unseen?
til whatever comes to answer my pleas?
i'll still pray for you
and i'll still be there for you
but at the end the day
who am I to you?
i'll spend all my time just to care for you
but alas the decision lies with you..."


its not any masterpiece or wat crap...most likely ppl wld even think of it as real crap...still...even then...i didnt think i could come up with such crap...

"juz as Adrian Mole thinks he's a genius writer and poet...i'm beginning to think i'm cut out to be a vagabond journalist...onli i dun have a degree or diploma in journalism...oh..."

self-abuser

Most of the times i dun realise how much of a shit i get myself into until i get into it itself...give u a veri good example of yest...

this were the sms dat went tru my phone during the preparation juz b4 the SAF Day Parade rehearsal...

Eric:"hey, feel like going out tonite lei"
Stinko:"huh? do wat?"
Eric:"juz come out la, lets go Zouk maybe..."
Stinko:"okie lo..."

then brudder Lim msgs mi...

Lim:"Yo! Tonite we go Liquid Bar watch soccer followed by Wei's place! Steady?"
Stinko:"okie lo..."

then my ex-boss Old Man James msgs mi...

James:Afternoon! we're getting another jersey set, there's a game tomoro as well, tell mi your size and number if you're in...
Stinko:"L,45"

So wat exactly had i got myself into? i had juz agreed to 2 diff outings after my SAF Day Parade, and a soccer match early next morning...oh damn...

becuz the last time round buddy Eric accompanied mi while i was on depression mode...i felt obliged to return the favor...so i turned down brudder Lim and the tempting liquid bar trip ;P

i went into zouk at a considerable peak time of 12am...expecting the dance floor to be pretty crowded...turns out everyone was watching the england-portugal match...i ended up as one of the viewers as well...and becuz i didnt get into the mood, but still drowned myself in the same amt of alcohol...i got myself a bad headache...the hangover was already starting...and it was onli 2 plus am...i retired for the nite by 3.15am and headed home...juz in time too...cuz i ran to the toilet moment i reached home to pay homage to the toilet bowl...

proceeded to Lala Land at 4 am onli to be awakened by a call early in the morning 9 am...

James:"OIE! WHERE ARE YOU???"
Stinko:"Old man~ sorri...still in bed...hangover"*groans*
James:"its ok, take ur time to come down, your jersey's here...the match has started!"

Before i could say another word...our dear fren hanged up the phone...damn...i had to make my way down...but w/o the soccer stuff...i was determinded not to play...good choice too...the scorching sun was a killer...so i simply showed my face and collected my jersey...i'm a real bastard...yes i am...

spent the rest of the day rotting at home...i'm realli a waste to the human community...

"given a choice, had i known...i would've been spending my time taking care of someone who hadn't been feeling well...but then again...i'm not in a position to do so...sigh...take care..."

the world makes u feel even more like crap~

Becuz SAF has a new directive saying dat all MCs have to be endorsed by the camp's Medical Officers, i had to drag my sorry ass out of bed early in the morning to go back camp...but wat happens when i report to the medical center?

Medic:"Can i help u?"
Stinko:"i'm here to endorse my MC"
Medic:"Oh, u can onli endorse your MC from 1400hrs onwards"
Stinko:*stunned "huh? wats the logic?"
Medic:"its stated here in the Medical Center Directives, see!"
*Medic then points at a signboard stating the different timings
Stinko: (-_-") "Doesnt answer the question..."

Mi then proceeded to finding my sergeant get the green light to go home first instead of waiting til 2pm...while doing so...i had to come under the scrutiny of some of my UIP(Unit Induction Program) mates...so i have taken MC not long ago...so i have juz extended my MC this time round...u got prob? haven u f**kers heard there's a serious case of flu epidemic flying around? or r u guys too engrossed with ur PSPs? playing with them all day long as if ur life depended on it??? dun be so f**king shallow to think dat ppl hu fall sick r always "chao geng"...

to make matters worse...i suspect one of those bast**ds hid my latest series of Adrian Mole's Diaries somewhere, maybe they've thrown it away, maybe they've teared it into pieces...or even used its pages to wipe their sorry asses...on a normal day i would have hunted down the culprit...but becuz i was too weak, too lethargic...i didnt give a damn...

now dat i think of it...wat have i ever done to piss these f**kers? i was a stranger to them as much as they were to me when we were all posted to this unit...b4 dat i had no interaction with these guys b4!!! all the more it makes mi wanna crack their balls cut off their di*ks for being such di*kheads...seriously...

"Dun aggravate my temper when i'm sick...do dat and i promise u when i recover...u'll see something from mi which even the bitchiest bitch fit would look like a kid's tantrum...so f**k off~"

I feel like crap~

becuz i slept for less than 8 hrs over the weekend...because i have a weak anti-body system...becuz i heed advice to rest more...i've once again ended p sick again...think this is the first time my fever has been dat bad...b4 panadol was 39 degrees, after panadol...was 38.5...WTF!!! even panadol couldnt bring my fever down...was tossing and turning last nite in bed the whole nite...wonder if my "like to sweet talk masturbating" bunk mate below was cursing mi under his breath...hmmm...

so instead of going for the SAF Day Parade rehearsal...mi played punk and went to see the doc instead...honestly didnt expect much, except to be excused from vigorous activities...but the veri veri veri veri veri kind doc gave mi 2 days MC! shiok! though mi still feeling like crap...imagine i can blackout from juz standing up and having to control my steps becuz of my aching body...ouch...

"Wonder if the heartache had anything to do with mi falling sick dat badly...mind over matter?"

ouch...

while outside with the poly gang of guys earlier on yest(rare outing)...saw something which caused quite a heart piercing pain...ouch...though i'm still alive...i'm wondering why...dun people die of pain?

then when i got home...once again...fate has to play with mi...father's using the com in my room, so i have to rot in the living room first...i switch on the tv and it EXACTLY shows the part where the gal calls the guy a bastard(he deserved it...) and leaves the guy...ouch...damn it man...

then juz b4 all these...i was reading Adrian Mole's Diary and our dear fren's wife juz left him cuz he so happens to be a bastard as well...how cool...sigh...

i'm too emotionally weak to be a guy la...let mi go thailand be a trans...how abt dat???

A wanderer's life...a fictional guy's life!

i think i'm reading too much of Adrian Mole...and its either i'm getting more and more influenced by him or...i'm too similar to him...esp the part where he always manages to piss juz abt everyone, ESPECIALLY his loved ones! going to the extent of forcing them to leave him...all unknowingly to himself...sad guy...

anyway, i realised i muz realli do something abt my fitness now...yest went for IPPT, my fitness dropped like a cannon ball into the water(Mole uses description like dat...)!!! and the worst part is i'm feeling sore all over my body...esp my back...dats realli bad...muz go toughen myself up le...if not later mati like the Commando Officer 2 days ago...poor guy...sigh...rest in peace fellow comrade...

Life is pretty boring...realli boring...its either playing my new PC game, reading Mole's diaries...or following my father around to makan...oh...and of course...serve my time NS in camp...

"she's right! the ring from dat particular brand doesnt last...has lost its shine...still wearing it nevertheless..."

Promising u everything, but delivering nothing...how typical...

Today, or rather...a couple of hrs back...i was prevented from attending one of my best buddies' bday bash...buddy Beng has been one of my closest fren since poly times and were even posted to the same place during the first 6 months of our miserable NS life...so we shared alot of stuff and he even helped mi out from countless sticky situations...

so u could imagine the disappointment i had when i realised i couldnt attend his bday celebration...i need to find someone or something to blame and curse..if not i wont feel shiok...so i chose...the organization dat's feeding mi a feeble allowance of 700 bucks per month...

cuz i had SAF Day parade rehearsal...i tot i would onli be a little late for his bday thingie...but was i late? NOOOOOOOOOO! i couldnt go in the end cuz the rehearsal ended 3 hrs behind time...how cool rite? and juz in the afternoon the sergeant major was saying how hard we've worked and we deserved an early break...TA MA DE~end up...praise also no use...re-do and re-do and re-do and re-do and re-do...u get the idea...

and this particular organization is still short changing me my allowances...where's my sergeant pay? where's my IPPT silver award monetary reward? and wat the hell happened to my off days??? i'm supposed to have 14 days annual leave!!! (record says i'm left with 5 and a half days left for the rest of the yr...WTF!!!)

u wanna add icing on the cake? sure! once again, lady luck's ass farted into my face again...i'm doing guard duty for this sunday...yes another weekend...sigh...i've resigned to fate...go read Adrain Mole le...console myself alittle...

"one thing i realised...A.Mole and mi have a similarity...we're idiots when it comes to girls..."

PS: i'm currently reading "The Wilderness Years of Adrain Mole"...the book actually has some interesting facts...will enlighten u next round...

~start-stop life~

I'll be doing quite abit of booking out and booking in...cuz...although i'm supposed to be on a block leave...i'm suddenly thrown in the SAF Day parade...so...whenever there are rehearsals...i have to book in...sigh...at least i get to book out...so will try not to complain too much...

2 days back...while i was having rehearsal...father messaged mi...

Dad:"are u free?"
Stinko:"Having rehearsal, y?"
Dad:"can u come to hospital?"
Stinko:"now? tink can onli evening time...grandma condition veri bad?"
Dad:"k"

sigh...i knew it...something was wrong...but b4 i could rush back to camp after my rehearsal...

Dad:"dont need to come down"
Stinko:"y?"
Dad:"false alarm..."

this is getting to be so much like my grandpa's case...false alarms...

so while i'm always on the standby should anything happen to grandma...i shall indulge myself in the book dat started mi in writing a diary(and now a blog...), it is the Adrian Mole Diaries! its realli funny...as in this guy is so painfully honest with himself dat it makes u feel better abt urself...no matter how bad u r...

"after calculating my monthly expenditure...i juz realised dat i'm left with onli 300 bucks to play with every month...omg..."

Fast fast weekend...

And so the weekend has past...so fast...too fast...sigh...though i think i have made the most of it...i think...

From my bookout on fri nite(yes nite...), went to find the V6 gang at marina south for steamboat(Lim's bday)...followed by catching the World Cup opening game at Wei's place...because all the guys had a monetary purpose in watching the game...they were so much more into the game than i was...i was simply enjoying watching the beautiful game...(i think they still lost abit in the end...)

B4 the second game started, i was already on my way up to the bedroom heading for Lala land, but not b4 hearing them chanting abt betting odds and chances of winning...there went friday...

Sat was pretty eventful...got home since 8 plus am, onli to find my parents already up and ready to go out...so out i went with them for makan as well as some grocery shopping...

Rotted at home for awhile b4 going to visit my grandma...she's still in hospital...and easily a couple of kg lighter...she has lost so much weight...sigh...and seeing the suffering dat she's going thru...reminds mi of the time when my grandpa was about to leave us...

after dat met up with brudders leon, M.Y. and co...dunno why but i cheer up and open up to them everytime we meet...we all noe each other inside out...we're dat close...watched "silent hill" too...bloody good show...the guys kept complaining abt the ending...though i had no qualms...i was happy with the show...then it was back home...4 plus am le...

Sunday was sooooooooo short...cuz i onli woke up in the afternoon...the onli thing eventful was father's day dinner at Swa Garden in Macpherson road...go try...its bloody good! esp the teochew dessert "oni"...

though i wont say i had a bad weekend...i'm still sighing all the time...cuz of my grandma being in hospital...with father not recovered yet...he's temper as well...and my mother not making things any easier...they all got their reason to throw their temper...but wat has happened to all the compromise dat couples r supposed to give each other? sigh...i'll be booking into camp with a heavy heart...

"oh Adrian Mole, my mentor...enlighten mi...with your diaries"

Rediscovering myself...

So wat have i done during my rotting period at home these few days? quite abit actually, like wat my previous entry wrote, back into channel surfing...downloading/watching anime and movies(yes, i'm cheapo!)...playing online games(my younger sis has conned mi into playing neopets again! can u believe it??? and i'm hooked!!!), play around with websites like youtube or Grouper(its where i got this MTV...), tweak my blog template abit here and there...not to forget...do the house chores...yes...i do the house chores...

say for example...this morn...dad and younger sis decided to watch X-Men 3, so i drove them to westmall before proceeding home to wash the dishes, fold the clothing etc...BUT...not before blasting the bloody speakers to its max...i swear i could stand in any part of the house and still hear the music loud and clear! Now dat...is life...a bachelor's life :) i might juz be able to get used to it...juz might...

"so back i go to suffer in camp where i feel my bed shaking once again!"

A good break

rite now, instead of being in camp doing some pointless stuff or rotting in bunk, i'm in the comfort of my own home resting...why is dat? cuz.......i'm on MC! i got a good break til tomoro, which is a good thing...cuz i seriously think i need the break...

doc says i have an infection, and its going to the lungs, so...i dun think it'll be too dramatic to say i have lung infection rite? cuz dats wat i'm gonna say when i get back to camp...at least it can justify the long break :)

now i can enjoy the comfort of my own bed, own room...instead of always having to tolerate the guy who sleeps below mi(We sleep on double decker beds, and i sleep on top)...why tolerate him? cuz he seems to be masturbating every nite, as the bed shakes non stop way into the wee hrs of the nite, if not he would be talking on the phone and making sure the whole bunk can hear him...i'm not kidding...give u one good example..

"Hello, wat u doing?"*
"talking to u lor"
"ask u ah, where to buy laptop"*
"can go funan, or sim lim even better"
"oh, u soooo clever!!!"*
"No lah, i noe abit onli..."

*not accurate conversation dialogue

imagine i have been tolerating this type of conversation and bed-rocking sensation for the past week...still, going back tomoro le..sigh...juz glad i got this break...

And since i have been rotting at home, i've actually done something which i haven done in a long time, and dat is to sit infront of the tv aimlessly broswing channels...and caught a few good shows too...there was Grey's Anatomy, Desperate Housewifes and scrubs! while watching Grey's Anatomy, something which one of the characters said sounded so true...shall end off here for the time being...

"My boy, to be with someone whom u love with all your heart, yet he/she can't reciprocate the same feelings for you...its lonelier than being lonely"

Lady Luck has never shown her ass to mi as much as now...

sigh...i think this blog might get alittle too long...read my header...dats how i'm realli feeling rite now...ever since i enlisted as an NSF...every time i had to do some regimental duties...i would lose out more than usual...let mi explain...

In BMT, my first ever guard duty had to happen on a weekend...burning some of my precious time...

In Sispec BSLC, i was Company Duty Trainee...again on a weekend...do wat? sit in company office surfing tv channels and read newspaper 4 times over...

In Sispec Aslc, again guard duty while the rest of the company had night's out...

Now in my new unit, tuesday kanna guard duty again...the rest of them get the night off...

if dat's not enough...i have to go back tomoro again for weekend guard duty...tell mi..."tian li her zai"????? (where is the justice?????)

sigh...its times like these when its realli hard to pick urself up...esp whatever happen juz not long ago...u cant find the support u need sometimes...but!!! i'm a guy!!! muz face problems as a man!!!(if onli i really meant dat...)

anyway, though mi now at bukit panjang camp...might be posted back to pasir laba camp (back to where Sispec is) to undergo another training...to be a MG commander!!! its the ball dropping General purpose machine gun dat i get to play with...hehehe :)

recently got to chat with a good fren of mine...and learnt a very valuable lesson...

"its a good way to build up a good relationship, understanding of what you want, having trust, cherish more...basically less is more..."

eh...we were in the topic of how come she and her bf dun meet up veri often...dats when she came to say this...i think i still have alot to learn...i'm still a kid...

i've been calling home these past few days...things dun look good...grandma's still in hospital...dad's fallen sick too...cuz he's been going down everyday to look after her...sigh...and he's not young himself...sigh...if onli i can try to contribute to the family more...

everything seems to be in a stalemate now...emotionally, mentally...except maybe my fitness might go up juz a little tiny notch...the training there cant be taken lightly...hmmm...

"i dunno wat to do anymore...sigh...someone pls gimme some direction?"

Sense of anxiety...

so i have to report to my new camp in a couple of hours time...bukit panjang...its actually alot closer than i thought...went to recce the place juz now...dats beside the point...here i am back to square one...a new beginning...a new place...all over again...they better dun last min tell mi i'm re-posted to somewhere else again...or my heart wont be able to take it...

the truth is rite now...i got the same sense of anxiety and fear as when i departed for taiwan abt a month back...but dat time we all went together...this time round i'm all alone...damn...i'll be reporting alone while everyone inside would be giving mi those analytical eyes...waiting to pounce on any mistake i make(they wont have to wait long...), then making mi suffer...argh!!! hope its realli not so bad...realli hope things would go well and smooth...sigh...

things haven been exactly going pretty well since my break last wed...esp at home...my grandma's in hospital...juz suffered a stroke this morn...now half her body's paralysed...the best part is she onli suffered dat stroke juz hrs b4 her discharge...she was already hospitalised for awhile b4 the stroke hit her...sigh...and my dad...he's been throwing his temper quite freely these days...i don't see him controlling it as much as he used to...now he gets worked up for even small and insignificant stuff...sigh...dunno wat to do with him also...and he's back to his old "matchmaker" ways...juz heard from my elder sis dat he nearly wanted to intro a malay girl to mi...WTF!!! am i realli dat bad??? dat bad dat my old man wants mi to convert? omg...sigh...my father realli see mi no up liao...

even my mum gives up on my dad now...although i gotta say i think she's playing a part in my father's recent fiery temper...i see her coming to contradict alot of my father's decisions nowadays...putting my father off...u noe how it is when u dun like people to tell u off for making the wrong decisions and stuff...argh...realli hope things can onli turn for the better here...i guess i shld call home more le...gotta end off...wish mi all the best people...and where's all my presents??? (joking!!joking!!)

"thanx for the call earlier...i missed you...take care..."

So its the Stingrays dat i go to!!!

New posting for 3rd Sergeant Sean Koh...5th Singapore Infantry Regiment!!! Quite happy with my posting actually, although i have to continue bashing forest...at least its way closer to home, its 5 days week...and there's a chance might go overseas again! hehe...before this posting i was actually posted to...of all places...BMTC...which is all the way on the other side of singapore...and its 6 days week! so...my new posting is a good thing! gonna report to my new unit on mon...meanwhile mi gotta clear up alot of my shit...and its alot of shit! damn i'm so lazy...

so lazy dat i think i might juz skip posting the pics i took in taiwan...the pics i took weren't interesting anyway...so...yeah...see my mood la...

"no matter wat people say...i'll still be wearing this ring..."

I"M BACK!!!

dunno whether u'll be surprised if i tell u that i'm actually feeling a little nostalgic abt leaving taiwan...i'l actually sort of got used to the life there...its realli interesting there....things on the street aint as controlled as S'pore...so things get more radical and FUN!

i wont try to say all dat i've seen...it'll bore u to death and it'll take forever...its an experience u shld try out for urself...its a nice place to go for on a holiday...and dun think dat watever u can get at Taiwan, u can get it back at S'pore as well...cuz u cant...such as shoes...they have more variety there...i got myself one pair :) the shirts though r a little too radical for my liking...most of u guys wld think otherwise i think......

why i say i can get used to life in Taiwan(more particularly Taipei maybe...) is because transport is so convenient there!!! the mrt there is actually cleaner than in s'pore! and the commuters are so much more civilised as well! but one thing i prob wont do is drive...u think s'pore has the world's worst drivers? wait till u see taipei's traffic environment...

i'll try to post some of the pics dat i took...and try to recall as many of my experience there...share with u guys :)

despite saying how nice taipei is...i'm glad dat i'm back home after 3 weeks...see how's my family doing...get in contact with my frens...collect bday pressies! wahahaha! gotta sort something out which has been bugging around for too long as well...

"I once knew a man from brazil!
who swallowed an atomic pill!
His left ball corroded,
His right ball exploded,
His dick landed up on a hill!"
CPL(soon to be 3SG) Makoto Lai

signing off~

well...i'll be leaving for ROC(Republic of China aka Taiwan) in a couple of hrs time...got a sense of anxiety...even a tinge of fear...but i believe when i see the other guys at the airport...things shld get better(so my balls r shrinking as of now...got prob?)

actually got quite abit dat i wanted to blog abt...but always keep forgetting...i guess it'll depend on when i have more time bah

gotta go soon le, anyone last offer for mi to buy anything for u guys, juz msg mi, take care and good luck guys...wish mi a safe journey...

"I wonder how the stars in Taiwan is like?"
Stinko

So many things...

Juz in case ur wondering wats the song being played in the background is? it's "Far Away" by Nickelback...bloody good song~ if u cant hear it, its either ur not using internet explorer(maybe ur using Mozilla or Opera?) or...ur IE izzint up to date...so go do the rite thing!

March, April and May has a hell lot of birthdays...its getting a little overwhelming...makes mi all the more determind not to do anything abt mine(i dun have a choice actually, taiwan rem?)...

anyway...i'll decided dat come the Great Singapore Sale...i'm gonna spend quite abit on updating my wardrobe! i realli need to do something abt it as i dont see anything presentable dat i can wear anymore...wats more, i would have by then earnt myself a higher allowance of 200 bucks more! wahahahaha...anyone interested in going for a shopping spree can call mi along anytime!

i'll be flying off to Taiwan next weekend le...seems like everyone's looking forward to it...i guess i am too...not the exercises but the last 3-4 days where we get to be free and easy...imagine the things we can see and do! wahahaha, gonna bring my digital camera along...maybe even sneak it into our outfield exercises...can take pictures at our worst!

Anyone who wants to buy anything from taiwan pls leave a note behind in my comments so i can take note :) anything too big or too ex and u can 4get abt even hoping i'll get it for u though(unless ur a bloody ravishing beauty...i might consider)...

"Ur a disgrace to the Whozzy Core!!!"
Watever dat means...1SG Yeo

fate realli plays pranks on u!

"Any fool can accomplish failure...
But a fiasco...
A fiasco is a disaster of mythic proportions
A fiasco is a folktale told to others,
That makes other people feel more...alive
Because it didn't happen to them..."

couple of weeks back i was pretty looking forward to the weekend that has juz passed and the coming weekend...as i bookout earlier than usual(long weekend!!!)...i was esp cracking my head for next week as it would have been one of the best days of my life...what to do? where to go? where and what to eat?

anyway...doesn't matter now...got onli myself to blame...hence...since i had quite abit of free time...and my father decided to enrol himself in a hypnotherapy class, i became the family's temporary chauffer...i think it was a good chance for mi from stoning my time away...though i think the car needs a little servicing from the abuse it juz received...

from this free time, i got to play alittle with my new toy...and it juz came in time...realli~ an Ipod Nano...now i can drown myself in agony music in camp...

i dunno if its juz mi or heaven is realli playing pranks on mi...everything dat i come across has to refer to the topic of breaking up...

i switch on the tv and i see MTV asia playing the song "so sad",
i switch to HBO and the scene is exactly the part where a gal leaves a guy,
i turn on the radio and the song on is "superman"
i wanna call my fren out and the reply is "i'm so sorri...i'm still coping with my recent breakup..."

( -_-") uh-huh...

i rest my case...

"i'm still wearing this ring everywhere i go...and i dunno why..."
Stinko...on depression mode

So that's that then...

And so it comes to it that stinko the philosopher once again lives the true life of a real philosopher of being a lonesome and pathetic old man who onli knows how to blabber his time away :)

truth be told...i guess some of u might know wat has happened...while the rest of u will know sooner or later(go guess if u still dun...)i wont say i didnt see it coming...onli the time it came...oh well...

anyway(as i always like to start off, if u haven noticed)...some of my newly acquainted buddies from my platoon saw the unusual quiet mi stoning away...and dragged mi to Zouk...dat was last nite...i can tell u...i didnt stone there...got intro-ed to a new drink...B52...it was GOOOOD!

reached home onli at 4 plus in the morning, onli to catch 2 hrs of sleep b4 being sent to do chauffer work...think gonna try to catch a nap...

"i might not sound sad or act like it...but i think this scar will take a long while to recover...maybe it'll be good to use this time to reflect how much of a bastard i was..."
Philosopher de xtrodina're~

PS:oh yeah...this yr's bday supposed to be us year 85 babies' big day rite? hence the grandeur of some of our bday parties...but pls dun expect mi to hold any k? not in the mood...and i'll be in the middle of a taiwan forest when i turn 21 this yr anyway...so no point...i still veri much welcome gifts though...many many come come!

Living like a dead man...

These past couple of weeks is tough...not juz physically tough but mentally and emotionally tough as well...wont go into too much details but...as my heading says...i'm pretty much a dead man rotting his time away on earth without a purpose in life...

wait...something juz came into my mind...i wanna ask...why are there ppl in these world who wan to break other couple's up when they r happy together? its juz not right? why the hell r there ppl like dat in this world? sigh...

realli not gonna be an easy time for mi...coming week is supposed to be special...dunno how special will dat be in time to come...realli hope for miracles to happen...i reali do...

A philosopher spacing out...

recently i dunno why but i tend to think alot...not dat i dun think or wonder enough but...i have been wondering and thinking more lately...on a few issues...

Army...this issue suddenly came to my mind recently...all these 6 months ++ i have been in the army serving my NS...without actually really sitting down and wondering how i'm taking all these...as in some people think its a total waste of time, whereas some people think it makes a man out of a boy...some even sign on for the money or the career and interest...but...i dunno whats my stand on serving the army!!!

sometimes i think its fun...sometimes i think its nice...sometimes i think its good and useful...but sometimes i also think its useless! sometimes i think its redundant and retarded...waste of time that sort of crap...

in actual fact...i think its this type of fickle-mindedness dats frustrating mi...which causes my temper to blow hot and cold at an instant...its not good i tell u...its not good...i predict i'll actually die of a heart attack from being angry with something as harmless as someone doing something dat pisses mi off...its dat bad...

another issue...its related to wat my Sir told mi recently..."everyone has problems...its only how u control it and not vent it out on your man dat matters...thats what makes a good leader..." it totally makes sense...and i totally agree...but i cant help but think i'm gonna be the kind of f**ked up sergeant dat will be cause my man to suffer big time as long as i'm in PMS mode...dats bad...real bad...

the thing is dat as i mentioned earlier on...i have a temper dat blows hot and cold so damn bloody easy dat i dun think u can noe when i'm happy and when i'm not...(hint:it doesnt mean i'm happy when i'm happy)...many things i have hidden from others...leaving no close buddies esp at ASLC...i can onli smile and pretend nothing has happened...when more often then not i'm sad and hope to tok to someone...though there's no one...so i can onli lie on my bed spacing out once again...thinking too much while the other guys at my front, rear, left and right r on the phone chatting happily away...

i dun wanna say i'm complaining...but everyone leads a different lifestyle...noe wat i mean...i'm trying to tell myself dat..."everyone lives differently...no point comparing...no point comparing..." so yeah...

maybe u could say that everything happens for a reason, and that there's usually a blessing in disguise...cuz this last few bookouts i had more time on my hand...and so i try to spend more time with...my father...i 4got dat he's 61 this yr...yet he's still running around doing errands all day long under my mum's instructions...i think as a son i can onli acc him on his missions and make the most out of it...i hate to admit it but i dont think i have much time left to spend with him...after my grandpa passed away abt a year back...i've come to realise dat life is realli too short to waste...i wanna spend the most of my time i can with him...when he asks mi to go for a drink...i'll drop watever i'm doing and happily oblige...come to think of it...its times like these with my dad that i feel good... :)

oh my...i think i've made this post too long...oh well...juz wanna end off with telling my significant half something...

Dear...i love u :)

the suayness continues...

So goes on with fate...

rem i had to do guard duty on monday evening til the next morning? yeah...so while i was doing my duty...one of my dear buddies call mi on the phone...

"oie, where are you???"
"huh? in camp la...guard duty leh..."
"oh! yar hor...pai seh...got night's out leh!"
"HUH!!! sigh...nvm..."

SEE! suayness continues...

some more i just ran for my SOC today b4 booking out...it was a test...if i had passed, i wouldnt have to worry about passing my course liao...but NO!!!! i have to fail by a miserable 10 seconds...sigh...10 secs leh!

somehow this ASLC course seems longer...time seems to pass slower...even my dad says so...how he feels it i also dunno...dun ask mi...juz trying to tell myself i'm already pretty lucky to be posted here as my other buddies seem to have a more miserable life...somemore their sergeant course is longer than mine...at least 1 or 2 weeks longer...hmmm...

"hmmm...bookouts have never seem more precious at this point in time..."

Whot? There are spider webs here!!!!

Too long since i touched this blog eh? can blame mi...really! rem the last time i was whining abt getting into SISPEC BSLC??? yeah...it juz got worse...i might have passed out of BSLC, but guess wat? just when i think i can get the hell out of SISPEC...they post mi to SISPEC ASLC...no more Basic Section Leader Course...its now Advanced Section Leader Course! WTF!!!

if i was given a corner to cry at dat point in time of announcement...i think i might juz have...sob sob...wats more...all my close buddies have been posted out...argh!!! this is fate! i tell you...its fate!!! my veri unlucky fate...cuz alot more suay stuff was going to happen to mi...

so i have been posted to ASLC...first none of my close buddies had the same posting...i'm now in a bunk with mostly guys i can onli converse in ang moh...i have to be so unlucky to kanna platoon IC (aka Leader Platoon Sergeant) AGAIN! AND....a guard duty on the coming monday...i can imagine how many more suay stuff can happen to mi...next week gonna start the outfield exercises le...gonna cry cry cry...

oh yar...another suay thing...i lost my phone juz a couple of hours before booking in the my new ASLC course...dats really really suay ok! its fate! i tell u...its fate!!!

"from now on...anything bad happens to mi...its fate! anything good? hmmm...the gods are teasing mi...PLEASE TEASE MI MORE!!!!!!"
ur frenly neighbourhood philospher, Stinko