Happy New Year. How was your celebration?

Mine wasn't too bad, but still fucked up. Why? Because the streets were flooded with fucking noisy Indians. Fucking noisy. Mobs and mobs of Indians parading the street whistling and howling and screaming. I promise, if a tourist were to walk the streets last night, he would assume that Singapore's population is mainly made up of Indians. What the fuck man...

So what exactly did I do? Not much really. Went to catch "2 weeks notice", which isn't half bad I might say. After which we stoned around Cineleisure till midnight, did NOT participate in whatever countdown shit, because there was no party or mass countdown. In fact at the strike of midnight, we were either at the arcade or at Burger King. Depending on whose watch you want to follow. *dull* *dull* *dull* Then came the route march. From Cineleisure to Esplanade. Then to Boat Quay. It was during this route march that we encountered the hordes of orcs (indians la... same la.. black and smelly). When we finally wanted to go home, what the fuck, we just could not get a fucking cab!!!

Sigh.. so I finally got home at half past 4, took a shower.. and slept.. till...9.30.. then I got up. Cos I don't want to waste my time away.

Hence the energy-less blog. Its like a fucking news report. Just blah blah blah on chronological events. Not a lot of fun to read, I know. But I'm too fucking tired to think about wit. Sorry. I'll put in more effort next time. Promise.

Where did my life go to??
I'm so fucking bored!!!!!!!!!!!
Dammit man. I have to be back in Pasir Ris by 7pm tonight... Its 1pm.. And I'm at home, waiting for lunch. This is very frustrating. Maybe my parents don't see the big deal. Maybe they feel that time off should be spent at home resting and relaxing. But I can't just relax. Its like.. bumming!! My precious time is slipping right through my fingers! And theres nothing I can do about it. ARRGH.
Maybe I need a new hobby, or a new game, something that will make my freedom seem worthwhile.

Good thing I get to come out again on tuesday....

I brought my notebook back from camp, so I should have more material to blog with today... lets start with today itself as its still fresh in my mind.

Today was my Standard Obstacles Course Lesson 2, or SOC Lesson 2 for short. I have to say, SOC in clean fatigue, which means carrying nothing at all is damn fun. Its like going to some holiday camp, promise. But I'm sure I sing a different tune when I do my first proper SOC. Thinking about the run-down alone makes me xian. 700m to the SOC man.. not fun....

Platoon King, Ow WeiQiang was stuck at the dreaded Jacob's ladder for almost the whole thing sia.. poor fella. His legs were like jelly when he go up to the top log. Nothing could make him move, not even the officers who were threatening him with everything from pushups to guard duty. He just COULD not move.

My buddy has not returned to camp eversince he booked out like.. a little over a week ago. I wonder if he's coming back at all...

Mr Ow and my distant cousin whom I met at Tekong might soon be disappearing from out platoon. Woo said that he submitted their names, recommending them for Obese Pes Status. In the long run, it'll be better for them la.. since PTP seems to be hell for them.

I'm falling asleep.. shite.. i need a nap.. cya

a quick blog just before I leave for that island again.

This christmas has been pretty dull and simple for me. I remeber being all excited about it before I went to the island, but after getting out, the excitement and thrill just faded away. I was just happy to be out and it felt like that the streets were too damn crowded. It was like.. what the hell are all these people doing out here? Why can't I just have a peaceful and quiet book out?

Another thing that has affected me is lights out time. Every night, by 10.30, I'm sleepy. Cham liao la.. next time cannot play late late liao..

So I packed my stuff, folded my uniform. Time to go back to Tekong. Cya Saturday.

Hey there!!!!!
Wahahaha... I'm BACK!!!! Yea yea yea!!!! It feels good to be back though a little strange... Honest. I promise. When I stepped into my house just now it felt so... strange.. its like.. where am I? Where is this place???

But its really shiok to be out man. SHIIIIOK!

Right, so I'm in BMTC2, Raven Company, Platoon 3, Section 2, Bed 4. Basically, all you guys need to know is that it seems to be a welfare platoon and I'm doing just fine in there. Heh. I say its a welfare platoon because I see the other platoons getting whacked like mad every morning while we're all there just stoning in a file. I wrote down a few points for me to blog about while I was in camp, but I cleverly left that notepad in camp. I'll have to try to go my memory then... lets see..

The first day was pretty ok I guess. All we did was go through our stuff and change the clothes if they were too large or too small. Then came the ceremonial head shaving, which I was actually looking forward to cos it was so damn hot that time. It felt good to get it all off.

I can't really remember what happened chronologically so I'll just give up on the "reporting" style.

In my section, there are 11 men. But one of them, my buddy, has attained "out of course" status. Which means he won't be doing PTP with us anymore. Theres a problem with his arm thats pretty serious and needs medical attention. He got that status like.. 3 or 4 days into PTP. After that I hardly got to talk to him, so I can't tell you much about him.

Theres this other guy in my section, bed 1 whom we call Commando. On the very first chin up session he did 15. He was forced to do that same number every other chim up session. He is the only one in my section thats garuanteed disruption. I did 10 on the first, 9 the next, then 8 and then it suddenly dropped to 3. That was a major shock I tell you. My arms weren't tired or sore. Just totally drained of strength. The last session I went back up to 8, so I suppose I'm safe for now.....

Then theres "medic". Medic is a very.. interesting person. To be honest, I have a little trouble referring to him as.. him. Because he's very... feminine. Promise. The voice and actions are very.. girl-like. But he doesn't look like a girl la... but still... its wierd.

My sergeants are very nice too. Which is unusual eh? Like I said, welfare platoon. My Platoon Sgt is a 20-year old malay guy. He's pretty strict at times but still not as bad as the other platoon sgts. Promise. He hardly ever makes us do any push ups and we hardly ever see him anyway.

Then theres Lee. Sgt Lee, a 19-year old with arms that could crush your balls (if you had any). He's basically a very nice guy that doesn't want to punish us. He always looks for body building or exercise articles for us and shares it with us. So when he's our duty instructor, we're all very pleased.

Sgt Alvin is probably the worst of the 4. Worst in the sense that he actually punishes us for small things and throws those "sgt tantrums". But that doesn't happen that often. At least not yet la. But one of my platoon mates pointed out that if you speak up for yourself, Alvin wouldn't know what to do.

The most colorful Sgt is Woo. He's the one that spouts "chee bye" at everything you say. Fucking funny. He says it the same way Ian says it. Like he mutters under his breath. Chee bye.... Damn funny. But he's also the one that "whacks the fucking shit" out of us. So far he's done that twice, both after our road marches. After road marches, my platoon is often sluggish and move really slowly. The army makes a big deal out of that. So our shit was whacked out of us. But right after the whacking, Sgt Woo would take us to a quiet corner, sit us down, and like a guilty father say, " you all know why I whack you all or not? " Then he proceeds to explain himself, which I take as an informal apology. Very funny.

What else.... I have a few fun stories to share about Woo, but those aren't fun without me imitating him, so I'll let those stories pass.

Platoon cockster!! Yes!! Our good friend, Aw WeiQiang. A totally cannot make it soldier. He can't do any pull ups, he can't even hang onto the bar for goodness sake!!! But he has the right spirit. He fights and fights and tries verrry hard. A little too hard though. Again, I can't really think about the stories right now. Maybe I'll type em out again later or something. If I can remember them and phrase them nicely.

Right now.. I need to do something that I can't do in the army....Something that every guy that books out must do in the privacy of his own bathroom.....

I need a hot shower. :)

After so many months, the time has finally come. You hear stories of it and you see your friends go through it. They all seem to do fine, but theres always a certain amount of nervousness and excitement when your turn comes. It happens all the time. In primary school, you stand in line for the dreaded BCG shot, or for the guys, the first ever ball check by the nurses that go round. Time passes and some people experience the same sensation when it comes to driving tests. But the ultimate killer for all Singaporean guys, National Service is what I'm going to go through for the next 2.5 years. Starting tomorrow.

I'm trying really hard to keep a positive attitude right now, but its not working out very well. The jokes and the heck care attitude I adopted months ago is crumbling right now. Heh. it can't be helped I guess. That dreadful feeling. I suppose most guys will feel it, just noone talks about it. Cos its kind of bunga. But in any case, I'm gonna have to suck it up, and just go for it.

I was packing my toiletries just now. I was putting my soap, shampoo and whatnots in this little basket and shoving the whole darn thing in to my bag. The same bag I bring to chalet everytime I had one. I was pretty much packing the exact same things, except this time, it ain't no happy chalet.

The long, extended party has finally ended people. Its time to go home and get serious now.

Fuck it.

Hey, have I got a load of shite to tell you .
Thursday night was good. You see, I'm off to the army this tues.. thats 2 days away, and a whole lot of good movies are opening next week. Being the fucking kiasu, I decided to watch all the movies that I want to watch in one day. So I caught Surprise Party @ 9.15pm @ Lido, which was followed by Volcano High @ 11.45am @ Cineleisure and finally $teal @ 2.14am @ Cine again. By the end of it, I was soooo groggy man. Groggy and hungry so it was off to Swenson's after that. As for the movies, I'm too lazy to give you a review right now. Buts lets just say they're good movie. The 2 korean ones are pretty funny whereas $teal is just another action film. Its not exactly *great* movie making, but its still watchable.

Hari Raya was spent out with a friend from the play. She's flying off to US for 20 days, and she wanted to say bye to Ian and I. So we went out and bummed around for a bit. Not a very happening day.

Saturday was at another friend's place. He was a little disappointed at the outcome of the stayover, he said its not what it used to be. He said that we used to have so much fun during stuff like this. I told him its cause we're fucking 20. Not 16 year olds that have thrills when they sip on alcohol or engage in gambling. We need to find a new way to spend those sleepovers.

I driven in my dad's car twice so far. Still no accidents yet, thank you very much. Not even close calls. Thank you very much again. I hope to drive at least one more time before Tuesday.

I'll say my final good byes tomorrow. Check back then.

Lets see...
Turning steering whilst vehicle is stationary, 2 points
Insufficient acceleration, 4 points
Fail to use appropriate gear, 4 points
Total: 10 points!!!

I can legally drive now :)

The tester was so anal man. He wanted me to wait for the other car doing vertical parking, but he wanted me to wait across the road!! I mean. If a car were to come from either side, I'd be sooo screwed. So I chose to fuck care him and wait in front of the lady. That way I'll only get an earful and no points. The other issue he had with me was that I drove too slowly. Thats where the 8 points came from. But I don't care!!! Sure beats exceeding speed limit and fucking up big time!

I nearly fucked up the same way I did the last test. I don't know what is it about the directional change but I think I was positioned to left again. Which would have resulted in a kerb strike. Good thing I didn't :P I reversed, and went back in in the right position. Something I should have done 3 months ago.. but that doesn't matter anymore cause I have 2 little triangles......... lalalalalala

yah man! Elation. Thats my current mood. Elation. Put your own little smily icon here ba.. Never understood the "my current mood" thing anyway. By the time you publish it and someone reads it.. the mood is different. Besides, it more fun describing your mood by the way you write, right?

"Got" my pay today. It was a fucking cross cheque that I dropped into the cheque box after working hours, so sadly, I'll probably have to wait till saturday to be loaded again. Sigh. The whole experience collecting the pay was so not fun. A whole myriad of shit happened. Stuff that I would rather not say, cause I have to maintain a happy mood for tomorrow's driving test. Its driving me mad man. *corniness attack!*

So after getting pay from the evil Koh Family, which I hope I can destroy one day because they use pirated software in their office, me and 3 other guys hung out at Orchard. We ended up at Hereen's video arcade. 2 things happened there. You decide which one is more interesting.

The first thing is that I found myself surrounded by a gaggle of gays. I know gaggle is for geese, I just want a double G thing, a "group" isn't fun enough. The gaggle consisted of both bapoks and ah kuas. oh, and one girl. I hope. At least I hope its a girl. I hope I got the terms right.. bapoks and ah kuas. Ok.. in English thats.. : The gaggle consisted of both transvestites and effeminate guys, and one real girl.. I hope. So this gaggle was playing KOF 2002, the suckiest KOF yet. 3 representatives of the gaggle was playing and only of of them could really play. The effeminate one's name is Jackie. I know because the other 2 were fucking loud and calling out for him whenever they were challenged. So thats fun thing A.

I was watching them play the whole time, the gaggle I mean. Cause, I had nothing better to do. When one of the transvestites went out of the arcade to get Jackie, it came back exclaiming that the fire alarm was ringing and there was smoke everywhere one the 5th floor. The arcades on the 4th floor, for those who don't know Hereen that well. So amongst the 4 of us, I was the only one that wasn't playing anything. I was waiting for the suckiest KOF ever. So I decided to go outside and check out the situation. As I was leaving, a member of the 3 gaggle KOF playing gays jokingly said to me," wah.. you just leave your friends like that and run ah.." I smiled and just said," no la.. just checking out the situation la.. must see how ma" The situation was pretty ok la.. just a little smoke.. no flames or anything, so I figure it can't be that bad. I went back inside and told my 3 other friends of the situation. They figured it was nothing, probably just a small bonfire and continued with their games. So did the gaggle of gays. However, after about 5 minutes or so, the guards and the arcade lady insisted that we leave as the smoke was really getting heavy. It was then that I realised that damn gaggly gay that teased me had already disappeared!! Talk about abandoning your friends! That thing was the first thing to run man! Eesh. So thats fun thing B. The fun thing is that Hereen was actually on fire and I was there.... but eh..

I guess both events aren't really that fun la.. after typing it all out I realised its pretty boring.. ah well.. Can you tell me something though? Whats with Hereen and faggots man? Remember my last run in with a faggot in Hereen. You know. The camera story? yah man.. thats the one.. Hereen, the festering pool for gaggles of gays.

Oh yea.. friends PoP'ed today. Thats Passing out Parade. Which means theire BMT is over!! Soon they'll all ship off to units and thats the start of "fun" NS. And how bout me? I'm enlisting next fucking Tuesday.

Hooray!

So today was my good friend's birthday. Guess what we got for him... absolutely nothing!!! because I am sooo broke right now. But I promise!! I'll get him a pair of levi's when the next pay comes in :) But we were there to spend time with him today. We did that much. Guess what we did... absolutely nothing again!! Because the poor guy had to book in by 7. So that didn't leave us much to do. We ended up sitting around Coffee Bean @ Clementi.

I spent the past hour or so reading through the history of Survivor Series. For those who are too cool to know this, Survivor Series is just one of the many "specials" that WWE has. Thats wrestling for the really blur fucks. Survivor Series started way back in 1987. Its come a long way, and so has wrestling. I finally understood the appeal of it. At least to me.

As kids, you always look up to people. Your family, friends and the larger then life heroes. Most people find such heroes in comics and cartoons. Who can deny the appeal of a superhero? A masked crusader that battles evil for the good of mankind? Everyone loves Superman in one way or another. How can you hate Superman? Sure, you can hate the way he dresses but deep down. Can you really hate this poor orphaned alien? Cannot right...

For WWE, its really very similiar. There are still good guys and bad guys. There are even grey guys. Those who have no clear alignment. But the thing about these "superheroes" is that they aren't really super at all. They bitch and fight about simple.. normal everyday shite. Basically, I don't like your face, so I'll just bash you up. Honestly, I'm sure all of us have wished we could just BASH THAT FUCKER. But you just can't. So thats why wrestling appeals to me. Its a fantasy world where people can beat each other up in a square circle and settle their differences.. all in an hour and a half. The following week, they're all refreshed and are back to do that shite again. Like Valhalla.

In short. Its damn good entertainment. Unlike this blog entry. It was just some dumb thoughts swimming around in my head and since my day was so uninteresting.. I though... why not?