Scapegoat. A totally helpless scapegoat. Thats what I am. I'm gonna face a summary trail due to the loss of a frickin' pen gun. A pen gun is this pen like thing that can be used to shoot flares in to the sky. And the platoon lost one. 2nd week in Foxtrot and I get charged. What the hell man.... 7 extra and charge.

AND I DIDN'T EVEN LOSE IT!

I just happened to be the last KNOWN person to hold on to it. Apparently, whoever I handed the pen gun over to can't remember shit about recieving the god damn thing and so I have to take the bloody rap. Face the music. Frickin' hell.

Dad says I shouldn't have to take the 7 extra from my PC because I shouldn't be punished for the same offence twice. That makes sense... maybe I should go talk to my previous PC and my current PC about this.

Frickin' hell man. I knew Foxtrot wasn't a happy place. Still got frickin' projects to do. And the instructors are damn vulgar. I don't want to be anything like them. I'm gonna make a concious effort to cut down on swearing!

I will... frickin' isn't a swear word now, is it?

tmr i officially join foxtrot wing. good bye welfare sierra.. hello unknown foxtrot...
i doubt life will be as good as it was.. but i'll get by... i always do :)

went to sentosa yesterday... embaressing thing was that i was checking this girl out.. and turns out.. she knows me :p
she went.. 'adrian.. right?' and i was like.. 'errr.. you look familiar, but i can't remember from where...'
after that she went on to explain.. saying she was from ngee ann.. and something about 3do.. but i couldn't really hear what she was saying.. i was just like.. stunned at that point.. so i pretty much came off as a tao ass... cos all i said was... 'ok... hi'

i don't think i even smiled...

oops :p

I've never drunk till I can't walk straight.
I've never drunk till I puked.
I've drunked till I feel so damn happy.
Untill yesterday.

You guys may not believe me but I really did it on purpose. Normally I'd drink till I'm high and I'll stop.. but last night at Zouk, I decided to find out what it was like. I even made sure I made notes on my phone so I won't forget how I felt :p Let's see what I got ah........

"You can't shut up"
"You're head keeps spinning.. You can slump over and msg yourself and yet it seems normal"
"Your head feels damn heave... You recognise your frens but you say things or do things you normally wouldn'T.. Cos you think its a good idea.."
"Its an interesting experience... Really..."
"You reaction slows down... Some things seem to be a good idea at the time"
"You don't see straight.. You don't feel nuts... Every part of your body is relaxed... You just speak your mind... You just de what ever you wanna do.."

Thats all... I must really have been stoned siah..... this type of kok oso can say.... but one thing for sure it was fun... even the puking was fun.. but I don't have much of a headache right now.. in fact.. no headache at all.. just.. body ache.. but thats just a result of army...

Another thing is that I can't even remember my friend's friend... she was pretty cute... i think... maybe it was the alcohol.. whats her name again? ooops.. i think it was julia...

I wanted to mention this in the previous blog... but I forgot... Just to tell ya, I'm a senior cadet now :) three white stripes... white stripes.. isn't that a band? Anyway.. my point is that I feel that I really had to earn that damn stripe. The 23km route march wasn't that bad... it was being frickin' wet and cold that pissed us all off. Where's the sun when you need it man?

ya know.. sierra wing sucks. it really does. you'd be damn bloody unlucky if you get into sierra wing. because sierra never sees its cadets all the way through till commission. and that really sucks. just when you are starting to have fun and start to bond with ya pals, they decide to split you up and send everyone to many different places. thats just plain sad man.

i was on duty today but i still got to book out.. so thats a pretty good thing. but it sort of turned out to be a double edge kinda thang. i had to stay behind till the very last cadet booked out, so when i went up to the floor that i bunked in for so long and saw all the empty rooms and shite, it felt like.. crap man. totally crap.

the good thing however was on the way out i got to see A LOT of babes. delta wing was having their social night, so that meant.. babes babes BABES!!!

ok.. off to see more babes now.. hopefully... at Zouk... haven't been there in a long time.

wish me luck in Foxtrot.

you know how you think you're gonna get something. And you look forward to it. But then in the end it turns out you didn't get it? yea... thats what happened to me. I'm doing this blog real fast cos I'm going somewhere, so it might seem a little fragmented and all messed up. Yea, its on purpose. I'm going to be an INFANTRY officer. Whoopee. That is if I complete the course of course, but if I do. INFANTRY! Green Beret. Hurrah for me. I'm not too pleased about it if you can't tell. Yea.. I wanted Signals. Really. I know it might seem like I wanna slack, but I'm really interested in signals. I'm NOT interested in starving in the jungles of Brunei. Sigh. Ah well.... gonna have to change this mind set and make the best out of it... I've done it before, I can do it again.

Bedrock of our army.

testing

Happy birthday Mark!
Yea.. I don't post as often as I used to, I know. I'm a lazy fcxker.

And I haven't changed :P