I've finally felt the extreme boredom that makes me understand why its said that boredom can kill you. On friday. I was bored of playing chess bored of reading bored of watching tv (there was nthg on anyway) bored of sleeping and yes, even bored of being bored.
So i gathered that i needed human n verbal communication, which can sometimes be very hard to achieve in a bunk where pple mainly are sleeping. even if they're awake i think there's some sort of a language barrier.. hmm.. but they were sleepign anyway.
But after the night i got bored (frustrated, maybe) with human interaction. n i slipped again into the state of sec-sch "i-hate-the-world-as-much-as-it-hates-me" mood. not the mood to do a useless redundant (yes the word redundant is redundant) parade rehearsal. think i'd better thank pte chia next to me for a spectacular performance that kept the probing eyes of ISM and RSM and all the SMs away from me. and yes, i AM sarcastic w.r.t. "spectacular"..
Not really, mb.. spectacular means a spectacle innit?
hmm...
anw lucky i snapped out of it with thanks a-many to my dear. =)
i cantored the responsorial psalm again - think i was prreeetttyyy nervous; considering the fact that i was given the task with a split second notice last week. but i think was quite smooth sailing..
and the sky's so dark n cloudy and miserable. again. good weather for a parade rehearsal.
ciao. out.
Sunday, May 28
Thursday, May 25
Pick Me!
I've decided against re-designing a template for this blog - this goes quite well in turqouise. And it's quite peaceful. Ahhh... Maybe next time if I was give free time with a computer that has internet capabilities and equipped with photoshop.
Anyway I'm home as i was given half day off - for helping/volunteering to help with the red cross home. I still have no idea what prompted me to shoot my hand up when volunteers were being called - it's not a usual habit of mine... perhaps because i'm a bit on the impersonal side, for some reason.. Anyway I was quite happy that by singing/trying to sing and play guitar for them they got quite happy, especially at my turn-John-Denver*-in-his-grave rendition of "Country Roads". But heck, its like almost the only song i can play by heart (try to play) with a guitar. Yet, it remains my opinion that these folks love country music. Still, it WOULD hv been quite cool and easier if they had offered me a piano/keyboard/organ to play...
Still, maybe i'll try to volunteer more - think its actually quite fun. think la..
Anw i think it definitely beats Singapore Idol (not that I feel the need to join that craze), as I think its nicer to sing for pple who'd appreciate it.
But tonight still have to book in again, 2230. But still enough time to go for church (Ascension Day) and still relax quite comfortably - and its only today that I realise that Ascension is unique to Catholics.. hmmm.. Or maybe its just that some Christian Churches don't celebrate it. hmm.. correct me if I need to be corrected, please..
To continue on my reading cum learn malayalam spree, to keep my mind active so as to ensure it doesn't rot in these few days of freedom. weeks, rather. I've finished Sue Townsend's No.10 and I agree with the critic's view that its definitely her best novel since adrian mole. Innit jus saying that well, it still can't be compared to adrian mole?? which is true lah. Still i think its an overly political book - British shouldn't complain about their government before looking at others'. I'm sure all forms of government have too many flaws. And I still believe that uncontrolled democracy is anarchy. And Anarchy is True "power-to-the-people". And that people should nvr be trusted to hv power.
And yes. Stop trying to figure out my political ideology.
And don't bother asking me why I agree with Singapore's political system, or why I would enjoy living in a sub-totalitarian state. Its Healthy.
And please don't accuse me of improper and excessive use of the word "And" to begin sentences. I'm feeling particularly rebellious today, and rebelling against the laws of grammar is probably the wisest means of rebelling one could do working in the Singapore Armed Forces. Or in Singapore for that matter.
Malayalam-learning is well, reasonably disastrous. The book sucks. Either that or its impossible/ unheard of to learn your true Mother Tongue from a book.
But i still maintain the book sucks. It can hardly serve to teach me, with rudimentary-squared knowledge of the language; how in all that's good can it help teach Malayalam through English to AngMoh-ly educated ones?
And furthermore how is it humanly** possible to learn the language in 30 days? True, reasonably enough, they offer a glossary of 900 words. For those not so mathematically inclined, that's 30 words per day (and that's reasonable). But I'm definitely sure there's more than 900 words in the language.
So perhaps more accurately it's possible to learn 900-words of the language in 30 days, rather than learn the language in thirty days..
Or learn N% of the language in 30 days (where N is the frequency percentage the words come out in everyday speech). Aye, that would sell.
Ok i should stop wasting my precious free time blogging. Out!
*John Denver is the singer for the song Country Roads. He's also famous for many many more songs. All country.
**'Human' is used figuratively. While acknowledge that there are some homosapiens who CAN learn a language in 30days, these I seldom refer to as "human". They have some divine gift bestowed upon them that others don't. *Cough*Y.T.H.*Cough*
Anyway I'm home as i was given half day off - for helping/volunteering to help with the red cross home. I still have no idea what prompted me to shoot my hand up when volunteers were being called - it's not a usual habit of mine... perhaps because i'm a bit on the impersonal side, for some reason.. Anyway I was quite happy that by singing/trying to sing and play guitar for them they got quite happy, especially at my turn-John-Denver*-in-his-grave rendition of "Country Roads". But heck, its like almost the only song i can play by heart (try to play) with a guitar. Yet, it remains my opinion that these folks love country music. Still, it WOULD hv been quite cool and easier if they had offered me a piano/keyboard/organ to play...
Still, maybe i'll try to volunteer more - think its actually quite fun. think la..
Anw i think it definitely beats Singapore Idol (not that I feel the need to join that craze), as I think its nicer to sing for pple who'd appreciate it.
But tonight still have to book in again, 2230. But still enough time to go for church (Ascension Day) and still relax quite comfortably - and its only today that I realise that Ascension is unique to Catholics.. hmmm.. Or maybe its just that some Christian Churches don't celebrate it. hmm.. correct me if I need to be corrected, please..
To continue on my reading cum learn malayalam spree, to keep my mind active so as to ensure it doesn't rot in these few days of freedom. weeks, rather. I've finished Sue Townsend's No.10 and I agree with the critic's view that its definitely her best novel since adrian mole. Innit jus saying that well, it still can't be compared to adrian mole?? which is true lah. Still i think its an overly political book - British shouldn't complain about their government before looking at others'. I'm sure all forms of government have too many flaws. And I still believe that uncontrolled democracy is anarchy. And Anarchy is True "power-to-the-people". And that people should nvr be trusted to hv power.
And yes. Stop trying to figure out my political ideology.
And don't bother asking me why I agree with Singapore's political system, or why I would enjoy living in a sub-totalitarian state. Its Healthy.
And please don't accuse me of improper and excessive use of the word "And" to begin sentences. I'm feeling particularly rebellious today, and rebelling against the laws of grammar is probably the wisest means of rebelling one could do working in the Singapore Armed Forces. Or in Singapore for that matter.
Malayalam-learning is well, reasonably disastrous. The book sucks. Either that or its impossible/ unheard of to learn your true Mother Tongue from a book.
But i still maintain the book sucks. It can hardly serve to teach me, with rudimentary-squared knowledge of the language; how in all that's good can it help teach Malayalam through English to AngMoh-ly educated ones?
And furthermore how is it humanly** possible to learn the language in 30 days? True, reasonably enough, they offer a glossary of 900 words. For those not so mathematically inclined, that's 30 words per day (and that's reasonable). But I'm definitely sure there's more than 900 words in the language.
So perhaps more accurately it's possible to learn 900-words of the language in 30 days, rather than learn the language in thirty days..
Or learn N% of the language in 30 days (where N is the frequency percentage the words come out in everyday speech). Aye, that would sell.
Ok i should stop wasting my precious free time blogging. Out!
*John Denver is the singer for the song Country Roads. He's also famous for many many more songs. All country.
**'Human' is used figuratively. While acknowledge that there are some homosapiens who CAN learn a language in 30days, these I seldom refer to as "human". They have some divine gift bestowed upon them that others don't. *Cough*Y.T.H.*Cough*
Monday, May 22
May I Be Bold Enough
No. This is not me eating humble pie and succumbing to the ignomity of accepting someone else's design for MY blog. This is me seeing the urgent need to let this blog be seen/read by those out there who insist on this wonderful tool that is Mozilla Firefox. Me, not knowing too much about this marvellous tool that apparently surpasses IE severely, thus had to rely on someone else's design while i adapt to this new revelation that MY previous template could not be read properly by M.F. (see tagboard for details). Sorry for any inconveniences caused.
On the other hand, I'm sure I'd be up and ready with a new and "bold" design by next week. I will use my endless free time (that comes to an end this mid-June) to attempt to try to change the layout of MY blog. Note the assertiveness of my claim on MY blog; which is directly related to my resilience in accepting another's artwork to frame.
I have to admit, I hate, loathe, absolutely despise this new system of weekends that I'm getting - my weekend comprises Sunday and Monday. Good? (refer to previous posts) now to add to that.
In the past - Sunday is Family Day. Saturday is Friends/GF Day. Quite good, actually; going out on a Saturday doesn't feel so bad, Sunday - well, quite blue day. So it's good to stay home on Sunday.
But now, both Sunday and Saturday compress into ONE day. Both family and friends, exception sally (not her real name...), work on Monday, as is with most Singaporeans. Quite stressful. Why can't those little brats in the Uniformed Groups in the Parade still have exams on?? Then at least rehearsals would end earlier and yay.. that's marvellous news!!!
Grr.. And i've realised the true wayang-ness of a Parade. The word itself is a give-away. Parade = Show. Show = Wayang.. No wonder the SAF takes such pride in the NDP.. grr.. National Day Wayang..
Of all the idiocies (don even noe if there's such a word) of carrying a rifle incapable of despatching a bullet and show it off proudly in front of Mr President. Who doesn't look as though he cares... grr.. I'm sorry. Maybe its a wayang (show) of troops discipline. Again i guffaw. Discipline! HAHAHA!!!
This show with Pte A. Chia next to me - more famous by his success as D-coy Worst Recruit. Sorry, normally I don't talk behind backs. but i think i'll make an exception as i think it won't make a difference whatsoever to him.
Anyway, I think i'll go off now. Been thinking of the past alot recently. all the way back from sec 2... a bit of flashbacks here and there.. ahh yes.
OK. Camp is beckoning. (and grey's anatomy). Ciao, @UVLight.com
On the other hand, I'm sure I'd be up and ready with a new and "bold" design by next week. I will use my endless free time (that comes to an end this mid-June) to attempt to try to change the layout of MY blog. Note the assertiveness of my claim on MY blog; which is directly related to my resilience in accepting another's artwork to frame.
I have to admit, I hate, loathe, absolutely despise this new system of weekends that I'm getting - my weekend comprises Sunday and Monday. Good? (refer to previous posts) now to add to that.
In the past - Sunday is Family Day. Saturday is Friends/GF Day. Quite good, actually; going out on a Saturday doesn't feel so bad, Sunday - well, quite blue day. So it's good to stay home on Sunday.
But now, both Sunday and Saturday compress into ONE day. Both family and friends, exception sally (not her real name...), work on Monday, as is with most Singaporeans. Quite stressful. Why can't those little brats in the Uniformed Groups in the Parade still have exams on?? Then at least rehearsals would end earlier and yay.. that's marvellous news!!!
Grr.. And i've realised the true wayang-ness of a Parade. The word itself is a give-away. Parade = Show. Show = Wayang.. No wonder the SAF takes such pride in the NDP.. grr.. National Day Wayang..
Of all the idiocies (don even noe if there's such a word) of carrying a rifle incapable of despatching a bullet and show it off proudly in front of Mr President. Who doesn't look as though he cares... grr.. I'm sorry. Maybe its a wayang (show) of troops discipline. Again i guffaw. Discipline! HAHAHA!!!
This show with Pte A. Chia next to me - more famous by his success as D-coy Worst Recruit. Sorry, normally I don't talk behind backs. but i think i'll make an exception as i think it won't make a difference whatsoever to him.
Anyway, I think i'll go off now. Been thinking of the past alot recently. all the way back from sec 2... a bit of flashbacks here and there.. ahh yes.
OK. Camp is beckoning. (and grey's anatomy). Ciao, @UVLight.com
Monday, May 15
Today's Mind Game
I'm booking in tonight. not tomorrow. fancy allowing us to book in on tues morn BEFORE 0730. grr...
anw, i'm appreciative of the holiday.. though a bit tired of badminton, after two consecutive days of playing it. and now i wonder.. am i in NDP.
Do u like being kept in the dark, SAF? cos i don't.. hmph..
And no. I don't like surprises. unless they're welcome ones..
which makes me think... if i want to be happy, i shld always think completely negatively abt any uncertainty.. so any 'surprises' wld be welcome ones.. hmm food for thought.. on the other hand, i can't make plans more than 3 days in advance which SO cramps my style.. nvm.. onli 540 days left of my sentence, excluding my clearing of leave..
Anw, mondays off is quite a good deal lah.. except it jus turns out that i'm in no mood for gg out, as was the case on sundays.. but maybe its jus bcos today is the end of a long weekend, so growing accustomed to civi life has made me realise how sad military life is. but well.. i'll soon forget the wonders of civi life. maybe it wld help if there was a RISK tm game to help me out.. hehe.. or chess. that helps too..
And i've got to teach some chess.. wld be fun. except perhaps chess is best picked up by an adaptive mind watching and playing and learning. i still rmb my first chinese chess games, when i was thrashed by haynes.. jus because i was fascinated by the iron cannon.. (which is NOT the most powerful piece..)
smthg like sacrificing my castle to kill a bishop in int'l chess..
wonder.. if all the names of pieces in chess were modernized, what wld their names be? i mean, whoever sends bishops or queens to fight in a war? (btw, do u, like me, get this picture of Queen Elizabeth with sword in hand cheonging into the battlefield?)
guess chinese chess, ironically, is more modern. at least they hv cars (meant to be chariots, i think) and cannons. and at LEAST the army is ruled by a General rather than a King..
mb a modern chess game shld be rank-based..
Or mb unit-based..
Either way, it's at least more modern than queen elizabeth marching into battle with the bishop.. backed up by knights like sir alex ferguson and sir bobby robson..
Okay. u can see that i'm uber bored. why else?
out. cya next week.
anw, i'm appreciative of the holiday.. though a bit tired of badminton, after two consecutive days of playing it. and now i wonder.. am i in NDP.
Do u like being kept in the dark, SAF? cos i don't.. hmph..
And no. I don't like surprises. unless they're welcome ones..
which makes me think... if i want to be happy, i shld always think completely negatively abt any uncertainty.. so any 'surprises' wld be welcome ones.. hmm food for thought.. on the other hand, i can't make plans more than 3 days in advance which SO cramps my style.. nvm.. onli 540 days left of my sentence, excluding my clearing of leave..
Anw, mondays off is quite a good deal lah.. except it jus turns out that i'm in no mood for gg out, as was the case on sundays.. but maybe its jus bcos today is the end of a long weekend, so growing accustomed to civi life has made me realise how sad military life is. but well.. i'll soon forget the wonders of civi life. maybe it wld help if there was a RISK tm game to help me out.. hehe.. or chess. that helps too..
And i've got to teach some chess.. wld be fun. except perhaps chess is best picked up by an adaptive mind watching and playing and learning. i still rmb my first chinese chess games, when i was thrashed by haynes.. jus because i was fascinated by the iron cannon.. (which is NOT the most powerful piece..)
smthg like sacrificing my castle to kill a bishop in int'l chess..
wonder.. if all the names of pieces in chess were modernized, what wld their names be? i mean, whoever sends bishops or queens to fight in a war? (btw, do u, like me, get this picture of Queen Elizabeth with sword in hand cheonging into the battlefield?)
guess chinese chess, ironically, is more modern. at least they hv cars (meant to be chariots, i think) and cannons. and at LEAST the army is ruled by a General rather than a King..
mb a modern chess game shld be rank-based..
Or mb unit-based..
Either way, it's at least more modern than queen elizabeth marching into battle with the bishop.. backed up by knights like sir alex ferguson and sir bobby robson..
Okay. u can see that i'm uber bored. why else?
out. cya next week.
Saturday, May 13
NDP Rehearsal
NDP rehearsal: 3 hrs of baking under the sun. did not happen >> si awan was gracious, and offered to take the full brunt of the sang mentari.
got quite a shock - entered the camp where the rehearsal was held; saw the words
and well, i was thinking i'm in Highbury.. yay! (then, of course i woke up and realised its just an artillery unit camp..; and that arsenal don't play at highbury no more..)
anw rehearsal was as long and draggy as it could get, but at least, we had one think in mind - BOOK OUT!!!
thank God for BookOut.. and monday off!
but then, the rehearsal was interrupted by Cat 1 lightning storm. oh well.. and its really quite nice to see how we go from a whole bunch of blur cocks to a contingent worthy of NDP. which i'm beginning to suspect that logically theres a very high chance of me actually participating in.. which is OKAAAY lah..
Anw, i took my first neo-card today - with WZ.. i think they're so much more worth it than neoprints. my poor old ancient neoprint, all faded and pasted sumwhere.. does that serve the purpose of the neoprint of remembrance, and preservance?
oh i so miss my AMK and the north (mi fam used to go Yishun)... the south east doesnt appeal, the west's onli charm used to be its isolation, and now with my base at cck, that isolation and mystery surrounding it is gone..
i've visited these places over the past few weeks, and realise what attracts me to them is the memories i hv stored like datachips lying all over the place. even when they change/renovate.. its stored beneath.. which, i guess, is why u can't change ur hometown..
ahh.. wonder what nostalgia is.. is it.. an acknowledgement of change, and acceptance that the past won't come back? but then whats there to be sad abt that? that the past is dead? which means nostalgia is a feeling of sadness caused by loss..
was watching homevideos dating back from ages ago.. realised the benp of old.. the little boy climbing up x-mas trees and building sandcastles.. he's gone.. forever.. and his little irritating brother who nvr failed to annoy him in the past - he's gone too.. well, not fully lah.. =) its a change for the better.. but still we feel nostalgic.. why?
wonder if my children wld be anything like me..
man i'm so hungry.. even after eating two lunches.. the later one being at 3pm. i'm so gonna get gastric again - curse of switching from army life to civilian life on a weekly basis.. grr..
oh well.. LG, life's good, Lieutenant General.. blabbering liao
Ok. out..
oh yes. good luck to my first love of my life - Liverpool F.C... FA Cup...
got quite a shock - entered the camp where the rehearsal was held; saw the words
WELCOME TO THE HOME OF THE GUNNERS..
and well, i was thinking i'm in Highbury.. yay! (then, of course i woke up and realised its just an artillery unit camp..; and that arsenal don't play at highbury no more..)
anw rehearsal was as long and draggy as it could get, but at least, we had one think in mind - BOOK OUT!!!
thank God for BookOut.. and monday off!
but then, the rehearsal was interrupted by Cat 1 lightning storm. oh well.. and its really quite nice to see how we go from a whole bunch of blur cocks to a contingent worthy of NDP. which i'm beginning to suspect that logically theres a very high chance of me actually participating in.. which is OKAAAY lah..
Anw, i took my first neo-card today - with WZ.. i think they're so much more worth it than neoprints. my poor old ancient neoprint, all faded and pasted sumwhere.. does that serve the purpose of the neoprint of remembrance, and preservance?
oh i so miss my AMK and the north (mi fam used to go Yishun)... the south east doesnt appeal, the west's onli charm used to be its isolation, and now with my base at cck, that isolation and mystery surrounding it is gone..
i've visited these places over the past few weeks, and realise what attracts me to them is the memories i hv stored like datachips lying all over the place. even when they change/renovate.. its stored beneath.. which, i guess, is why u can't change ur hometown..
ahh.. wonder what nostalgia is.. is it.. an acknowledgement of change, and acceptance that the past won't come back? but then whats there to be sad abt that? that the past is dead? which means nostalgia is a feeling of sadness caused by loss..
was watching homevideos dating back from ages ago.. realised the benp of old.. the little boy climbing up x-mas trees and building sandcastles.. he's gone.. forever.. and his little irritating brother who nvr failed to annoy him in the past - he's gone too.. well, not fully lah.. =) its a change for the better.. but still we feel nostalgic.. why?
wonder if my children wld be anything like me..
man i'm so hungry.. even after eating two lunches.. the later one being at 3pm. i'm so gonna get gastric again - curse of switching from army life to civilian life on a weekly basis.. grr..
oh well.. LG, life's good, Lieutenant General.. blabbering liao
Ok. out..
oh yes. good luck to my first love of my life - Liverpool F.C... FA Cup...
Friday, May 12
Test your Limits
I just realised how plain my blog looks with all its purple and especially if the pictures don't load, as so often the case, apparently.. maybe its jus my refusal to accept sum1 else's blog template. or my attempt to test the limits of photoshop. and dreamweaver.. hurhur.. whatever..
I've begun to wonder how come the clouds seem to like me (accept for yesterday's rehearsal..). when i'm out in the open, the rain seems to subside a little. and then the full force of the rain's fury is felt when i'm comfortably under shelter eating my lunch/dinner.. i'm not complaining..
its a good thing that bk-in time today is 23oo. i'd shudder to think of even wanting to rush to camp - duh.. who wants to? mb zhangqy.. hehe.. anw i'm so glad for slacking at home and so glad of the public holiday that's today. and so sad that today is the last public holiday for the next couple of months.. :(
As a civil servant/slave i've begun to appreciate public holidays so much more - last time the impact of public holidays was diminished by the great massive chunk known as school holidays.. now all i look forward to are clear-leave holidays.. which, let me tell u faithful readers, is in abt 500+ days time.. interesting note: its been 125 days since i enlisted.
Don't worry i'm not an idiot who keeps counting the days. i'm an idiot who uses microsoft excel. hurhur..
and i jus had a nice short conversation in bahasa melayu just now.. quite refreshing to hear that language and speak it.. yes, even my jaw dropped when i saw myself typing those words. but yeah.. i guess i spent too much time agonising on how much i hated studying it - but in studying it obviously i got better; and thus now i can reap the benefits of actually being able to speak the language, albeit very stop-start, especially now.
Is YOUR Faith a 2000-yr-old fraud?
i AM making a mountain out of a molehill, arent i? Nah.. i doubt it..
out.
I've begun to wonder how come the clouds seem to like me (accept for yesterday's rehearsal..). when i'm out in the open, the rain seems to subside a little. and then the full force of the rain's fury is felt when i'm comfortably under shelter eating my lunch/dinner.. i'm not complaining..
its a good thing that bk-in time today is 23oo. i'd shudder to think of even wanting to rush to camp - duh.. who wants to? mb zhangqy.. hehe.. anw i'm so glad for slacking at home and so glad of the public holiday that's today. and so sad that today is the last public holiday for the next couple of months.. :(
As a civil servant/slave i've begun to appreciate public holidays so much more - last time the impact of public holidays was diminished by the great massive chunk known as school holidays.. now all i look forward to are clear-leave holidays.. which, let me tell u faithful readers, is in abt 500+ days time.. interesting note: its been 125 days since i enlisted.
Don't worry i'm not an idiot who keeps counting the days. i'm an idiot who uses microsoft excel. hurhur..
and i jus had a nice short conversation in bahasa melayu just now.. quite refreshing to hear that language and speak it.. yes, even my jaw dropped when i saw myself typing those words. but yeah.. i guess i spent too much time agonising on how much i hated studying it - but in studying it obviously i got better; and thus now i can reap the benefits of actually being able to speak the language, albeit very stop-start, especially now.
Is YOUR Faith a 2000-yr-old fraud?
i AM making a mountain out of a molehill, arent i? Nah.. i doubt it..
out.
Thursday, May 11
To Saturdays, with Love..
I take it back. Why? Why keep me at SI? Why get me to participate in the parade REHEARSALS??!?!?!?! at least since i'm bloody burning my scalp and skin and head and toe and arse under the freaking blazing sun, since i'm barbeque-ing myself on SATURDAYS, since i'm doing odd-jobs at the Institute, at least let me be recognised. at least motivate me to perform. at least put me in NDP after forcing me to bake in the rehearsals.
No. i'm not complaining that i want to be in NDP. i'm complaining over the fact that i'm in the blinking rehearsals to form a blinking ZERO.. (i use the word blinking here bcos its my grandpa's word to curse... in a way lah..)
Grr.. i wonder why.. why do parade rehearsal always hv to be on cloudless days. i wonder.. does the SAF have some super advanced weather-prediction system that can pin-point the day and time of rainy weather so that they avoid scheduling parade rehearsals on that day? and here i am baking.. a la P-O-P rehearsals.. with a slight difference - at least i was taking part in POP parade, unlike NDP, which i'm "filling up the blanks for the rehearsal".
OK i shan't complain no more. complaints are made by pple who refuse to think rationally. well, most of the time in S'pore lah.. on the brighter side, i'm getting Monday(s) off in lieu of the Saturdayshalf-day lost..
Benefits of Mondays rather than Saturdays:
No. i'm not complaining that i want to be in NDP. i'm complaining over the fact that i'm in the blinking rehearsals to form a blinking ZERO.. (i use the word blinking here bcos its my grandpa's word to curse... in a way lah..)
Grr.. i wonder why.. why do parade rehearsal always hv to be on cloudless days. i wonder.. does the SAF have some super advanced weather-prediction system that can pin-point the day and time of rainy weather so that they avoid scheduling parade rehearsals on that day? and here i am baking.. a la P-O-P rehearsals.. with a slight difference - at least i was taking part in POP parade, unlike NDP, which i'm "filling up the blanks for the rehearsal".
OK i shan't complain no more. complaints are made by pple who refuse to think rationally. well, most of the time in S'pore lah.. on the brighter side, i'm getting Monday(s) off in lieu of the Saturdays
Benefits of Mondays rather than Saturdays:
- Movie prices are cheaper
- Pool Prices are cheaper
- Badminton court booking prices are cheaper
Disadvantages of Mondays rather than Saturdays:
- Nobody's free on Mondays apart from the jobless..
3-to-1.. so, shldnt complain lah.. =P
Anw, my new life as a SaiKang operator, quite okay la.. there's plenty of saikang in SI, i realise.. enough to keep me occupied. but still, its freer than i expected NS to be. well, mb thats why i'm getting cockroach's pay - even cockroaches don't sit playing chinese chess while the rest of his bunkmates are sleeping conducting body maintenance..
enough abt SI..
where am i other than SI.. hmm.. nights out... hmm.. my bunkmates normally make plans that exclude my interests. this time i paid them back, unfortunately. this time, everybody DIDN'T go to play DOTA. and i, anticipating they wld, went out with cm n naf (which of course i dont regret lah..).. anw its quite ironic lah..
anw i realised that khatib is far from chuachukang. 23 mins to be exact. but worth it lah.. wonder if i'd hv any more nights out n visit khatib anymore =D.
Ok out.. (too much said on @UVlight - the Log Book)
Tuesday, May 9
Alone Time
After weeks (ok, days) of anticipation, i've finally gotten my posting. n it is to the last possible place that any of us could hv ever imagined. Signal Institute. Albeit a temporary posting. but still, this serves as a reminder that anything can happen. now a weird question.. am i happy abt this? definitely a yeah..
i know there'll be pple who condemn this as a serious waste of 1 month - and i would completely agree - but rather than curse this waste of time, i've decided to embrace it. surely hundreds would want this benefits that the 73 of us are going to be doing. Saikang, they say.. but just how much Saikang CAN there be at Signal Institute? let alone divided by 73 pple... must jus continue to learn new stuff and continue on my quest to acquire new skills and knowledge.. hurhur.. a neverending crusade.
anw the as usual there's this post-polling day conspiracist theories and unfortunate 'exile'. somewhat it really reminds me of Survivor. with the whole james gomez saga..
i think honestly i can't tell a gov't how to run a country, but in the spirit of democracy one really shldnt try to shake the trust of pple.. especially up here in aljunied, where first of all THEY won with only 53%.. think its always better to play the good guy, even if one needs to make "unpractical" decisions.
Anw this is how i'm enjoying my end-of-course half-day off (hopefully, free; but then read the previous post - i'm a cynic of the word 'free').. think a whole bunch of them went to play DOTA. again.. wonder whats in it. and dont say "u need to play it to see the beauty of it" cos i've played it and there's no fun in it.
they went to play yesterday again - night's out - but then as usual my interest is definitely not there.. so i decided to go walking arnd chuachukang again (like i did last time). but then my plans were interrupted by shaneet who went to eat at the coffeeshop. n i complied, jus hoping that the cigarettes and lighters would not come out till i'm out of smoke-range. and the hopes were fullfilled lah..
then went to try to see pple making out - yeah completely bo liao.. but well.. yeah, there wasnt much to do anw.. and not much to see anyway for that matter.. shame..
but today i came home alone. mb i'm too much of a loner nowadays.. or mb its jus contradicting interests with the rest of my platoon mates.. and what's scary is i'm beginning to enjoy alone-time.. i mean, thankfully sang mentari (mr. sun) wasnt shining so brightly, or rather, si awan (the clouds) was taking his full impact. so the walk back was pleasant. and cheaper. and lunch was during the walk. so basically i saved time and money. hurhur.. yes i'm proud of it.
think currently i seem to be freer than most pple. including non-NS pple. which is quite amazing.. then since i don't seem to hv the same out-of-camp interests (DOTA and smoking) as the rest of my platoonmates, i always thought it wld be a good time to catch up with old friends.. but then, old frens, i forgot definitely hv a life too.. so that would mean that i'm stuck with my books. which, mind you, i've begun to enjoy reading..
Reading a Catholic book now.. most of the things i know already, which is why i doubt i'd ever need to go further to find a Truth.. but i think its because i hvnt embraced just how beautiful and amazing those things can be that i don't enjoy gg to mass etc. technically i DO enjoy gg to mass and everything - i don't go because i HAVE to..
somehow i was daydreaming jus now..
What is Right and what is Wrong? by human perception, that line between Right and Wrong can definitely move over time, because i believe that anything that is done by someone can be justified, at least by that someone. and just who is to say that his method of justification is morally Right or Wrong? when the line between Right and Wrong can be argued with.
Definitely there'll be a time, soon maybe, that even something that WAS so obviously Wrong, such as suicide, would be considered Right. because that line dividing Right and Wrong has shifted. perhaps even a literary text, or Law, would not be able to contain this dividing line - Laws are made to be bent and misinterpreted etc.. and the Church believes that THEY set that line between Right and Wrong, infallibly so, invariably claiming that either the Church is correct, or they're diabolical, as the book mentioned.
obviously there are certain authors and gnostic believers who know that conspiracy theories supporting the Church being diabolical would make them money.. and so it has. even to the extent of a movie showing...
so well, thats the way the world turns.. hv to live with it, for now.. hai..
okay out.
i know there'll be pple who condemn this as a serious waste of 1 month - and i would completely agree - but rather than curse this waste of time, i've decided to embrace it. surely hundreds would want this benefits that the 73 of us are going to be doing. Saikang, they say.. but just how much Saikang CAN there be at Signal Institute? let alone divided by 73 pple... must jus continue to learn new stuff and continue on my quest to acquire new skills and knowledge.. hurhur.. a neverending crusade.
anw the as usual there's this post-polling day conspiracist theories and unfortunate 'exile'. somewhat it really reminds me of Survivor. with the whole james gomez saga..
i think honestly i can't tell a gov't how to run a country, but in the spirit of democracy one really shldnt try to shake the trust of pple.. especially up here in aljunied, where first of all THEY won with only 53%.. think its always better to play the good guy, even if one needs to make "unpractical" decisions.
Anw this is how i'm enjoying my end-of-course half-day off (hopefully, free; but then read the previous post - i'm a cynic of the word 'free').. think a whole bunch of them went to play DOTA. again.. wonder whats in it. and dont say "u need to play it to see the beauty of it" cos i've played it and there's no fun in it.
they went to play yesterday again - night's out - but then as usual my interest is definitely not there.. so i decided to go walking arnd chuachukang again (like i did last time). but then my plans were interrupted by shaneet who went to eat at the coffeeshop. n i complied, jus hoping that the cigarettes and lighters would not come out till i'm out of smoke-range. and the hopes were fullfilled lah..
then went to try to see pple making out - yeah completely bo liao.. but well.. yeah, there wasnt much to do anw.. and not much to see anyway for that matter.. shame..
but today i came home alone. mb i'm too much of a loner nowadays.. or mb its jus contradicting interests with the rest of my platoon mates.. and what's scary is i'm beginning to enjoy alone-time.. i mean, thankfully sang mentari (mr. sun) wasnt shining so brightly, or rather, si awan (the clouds) was taking his full impact. so the walk back was pleasant. and cheaper. and lunch was during the walk. so basically i saved time and money. hurhur.. yes i'm proud of it.
think currently i seem to be freer than most pple. including non-NS pple. which is quite amazing.. then since i don't seem to hv the same out-of-camp interests (DOTA and smoking) as the rest of my platoonmates, i always thought it wld be a good time to catch up with old friends.. but then, old frens, i forgot definitely hv a life too.. so that would mean that i'm stuck with my books. which, mind you, i've begun to enjoy reading..
Reading a Catholic book now.. most of the things i know already, which is why i doubt i'd ever need to go further to find a Truth.. but i think its because i hvnt embraced just how beautiful and amazing those things can be that i don't enjoy gg to mass etc. technically i DO enjoy gg to mass and everything - i don't go because i HAVE to..
somehow i was daydreaming jus now..
What is Right and what is Wrong? by human perception, that line between Right and Wrong can definitely move over time, because i believe that anything that is done by someone can be justified, at least by that someone. and just who is to say that his method of justification is morally Right or Wrong? when the line between Right and Wrong can be argued with.
Definitely there'll be a time, soon maybe, that even something that WAS so obviously Wrong, such as suicide, would be considered Right. because that line dividing Right and Wrong has shifted. perhaps even a literary text, or Law, would not be able to contain this dividing line - Laws are made to be bent and misinterpreted etc.. and the Church believes that THEY set that line between Right and Wrong, infallibly so, invariably claiming that either the Church is correct, or they're diabolical, as the book mentioned.
obviously there are certain authors and gnostic believers who know that conspiracy theories supporting the Church being diabolical would make them money.. and so it has. even to the extent of a movie showing...
so well, thats the way the world turns.. hv to live with it, for now.. hai..
okay out.
Sunday, May 7
SAFRA
guess who won the elections? think no point trying to guess la.. quite obvious. well my constituency was close fight- 1 in 2 pple (arnd there) voted for the PAP.. think ultimately they won 53%-47%.. think its the closest fight over all the GRCs.. see the other places mainly is 60+% to 30+%.. oh well..
Anw politics aside, i'm so erm.. worried?.. getting new posting tmr.. urgh.. and then sum more got "super tough area cleaning" coming complete with the promise of push-ups.. grr.. but as a signallers or rather, unit man, i shouldnt complain as i should think of the command-school personnel. hurhur..
but i'm very curious as to where i'm going to be posted to. true, i've been given some sort of assurance that it wont be bedok (Guards) but still.. i'm hoping its somewhere near home. chuachukang's not bad, seriously.. tengah air base? tts really good. serangoon? shan't dare to hope. logically, i've spent 9 weeks in the far-east (tekong), 8 weeks in the west (cck) so where is my next posting.. shudder.. ah heck..
And i jus visited SAFRA Toa Payoh just now.., checked out the place.. and well, it seems to be a good place to play badminton. though a bad place to swim, but neednt worry, toapayoh swimming complex is just next door. and i also got my 'free' mp3 player to add to my 'free' ipod. in both cases the word 'free' is in inverted commas as of course, as a true cynic of the word 'free' i dont believe anything here is free. i paid $90 for the lucky draw coupon that saw me get the 'free' ipod (that, mind u doesnt even work..) and spend goodness knows how much on SAFRA membership for 7 yrs to get the 'free' mp3 player.
oh well, on a positive note, that means i can enjoy more music and learning more songs.. =)
oh and i so dont dare go near my desk - its become my brother's store table.. urgh.. and i can't stand mess..
p.s. any badminton enthusiast interested in playing? got bad memories of trying to organise and end up playing with myself. or my brother..
ok. out.
Anw politics aside, i'm so erm.. worried?.. getting new posting tmr.. urgh.. and then sum more got "super tough area cleaning" coming complete with the promise of push-ups.. grr.. but as a signallers or rather, unit man, i shouldnt complain as i should think of the command-school personnel. hurhur..
but i'm very curious as to where i'm going to be posted to. true, i've been given some sort of assurance that it wont be bedok (Guards) but still.. i'm hoping its somewhere near home. chuachukang's not bad, seriously.. tengah air base? tts really good. serangoon? shan't dare to hope. logically, i've spent 9 weeks in the far-east (tekong), 8 weeks in the west (cck) so where is my next posting.. shudder.. ah heck..
And i jus visited SAFRA Toa Payoh just now.., checked out the place.. and well, it seems to be a good place to play badminton. though a bad place to swim, but neednt worry, toapayoh swimming complex is just next door. and i also got my 'free' mp3 player to add to my 'free' ipod. in both cases the word 'free' is in inverted commas as of course, as a true cynic of the word 'free' i dont believe anything here is free. i paid $90 for the lucky draw coupon that saw me get the 'free' ipod (that, mind u doesnt even work..) and spend goodness knows how much on SAFRA membership for 7 yrs to get the 'free' mp3 player.
oh well, on a positive note, that means i can enjoy more music and learning more songs.. =)
oh and i so dont dare go near my desk - its become my brother's store table.. urgh.. and i can't stand mess..
p.s. any badminton enthusiast interested in playing? got bad memories of trying to organise and end up playing with myself. or my brother..
ok. out.
Saturday, May 6
Polls and Applications
today is polling day, but (refer to my last post) tt doesnt bother me at all. i think i noe why the youth are so politically apathetic - we can't vote, so what difference does it make? but well the same can't be said abt everyone else.. yesterday the s'goon stadium (and all the roads leading to it) was packed (bumper-to-bumper) with pple/cars. i mean, even from s'goon north pple were starting to walk to the stadium.. a grand distance tts abt the same as from s'goon gdns to the stadium.. or my house to amk station.
Anyway it also happens to be the final game of the season (EPL).. not that i've been following it faithfully pah.. but on the topic of soccer, i finally got to play soccer (yay!) on thursday as there was a games period. n i think i surprised everyone by the mere fact that i can kick a soccer ball... hhaha.. it just brings me back to the day when i saw mr wee's (VJ PE teacher) look of shock when i told him i'm from badminton.. or nuri's look when i first played soccer with the andss malay guys..
actually its a mixture of insulting and complimenting when pple are shocked by me playing sports. insulting my non-athletic look. complimenting my humility.
anw i'm lookin forward to playing again on monday. though the mood's gonna be different.. i'm seriously gg to miss this platoon, n i hv this feeling that even though probably everyone will miss each other, post-course contact may not be kept.. hai.. see la.
then sum more monday got severe area cleaning with pumping threathened for imperfection. first super-shiong stand-by bed. urghh. and finally we'll get to know our ranking in the platoon (a taboo singapore word, ranking) and our posting. unlike most pple, i dont mind a stay-in, shiong camp. i just want a camp near home, and book outs faithfully on fridays.. definitely i wld despise a non-stay-in in jurong. praying for 8-sig...
ooh and i'm so happy! i got into NUS. wait i go get my letter of acceptance..
i'll see all u NUS-goers soon.. 2008! hehe.. now better go confirm my willingness to accept the place.. haha.. and try to apply for another scholarship to help pay for it.. might be expensive.. hmm.. see la..
oh lastly, after watching my first movie in ages last monday - The Wild - i think i'm going today again to watch. M.I. 3.. seems thats the hottest movie right now. but whether its truly a good movie, a lousy movie starring a good actor, or a moderate sequel with good prequels.. urf.. dunno lah.. see la.
ok out.
Anyway it also happens to be the final game of the season (EPL).. not that i've been following it faithfully pah.. but on the topic of soccer, i finally got to play soccer (yay!) on thursday as there was a games period. n i think i surprised everyone by the mere fact that i can kick a soccer ball... hhaha.. it just brings me back to the day when i saw mr wee's (VJ PE teacher) look of shock when i told him i'm from badminton.. or nuri's look when i first played soccer with the andss malay guys..
actually its a mixture of insulting and complimenting when pple are shocked by me playing sports. insulting my non-athletic look. complimenting my humility.
anw i'm lookin forward to playing again on monday. though the mood's gonna be different.. i'm seriously gg to miss this platoon, n i hv this feeling that even though probably everyone will miss each other, post-course contact may not be kept.. hai.. see la.
then sum more monday got severe area cleaning with pumping threathened for imperfection. first super-shiong stand-by bed. urghh. and finally we'll get to know our ranking in the platoon (a taboo singapore word, ranking) and our posting. unlike most pple, i dont mind a stay-in, shiong camp. i just want a camp near home, and book outs faithfully on fridays.. definitely i wld despise a non-stay-in in jurong. praying for 8-sig...
ooh and i'm so happy! i got into NUS. wait i go get my letter of acceptance..
Dear Peeris
ADMISSION TO THE NATIONAL UNIVERSITY OF SINGAPORE ACADEMIC YEAR 2008
Congratulations! I'm pleased ... in NUS in the year 2008 in the
MATERIAL SCIENCE AND ENGINEERING
for the following course of study:
ENGINEERING AND BUSINESS
i'll see all u NUS-goers soon.. 2008! hehe.. now better go confirm my willingness to accept the place.. haha.. and try to apply for another scholarship to help pay for it.. might be expensive.. hmm.. see la..
oh lastly, after watching my first movie in ages last monday - The Wild - i think i'm going today again to watch. M.I. 3.. seems thats the hottest movie right now. but whether its truly a good movie, a lousy movie starring a good actor, or a moderate sequel with good prequels.. urf.. dunno lah.. see la.
ok out.
Saturday, April 29
Ignorance and Apathy
yes. i.e. dunno, don care.
i think 2lt shawn has finally realised the truth. i am not normal. and it took me the better part of 6 hrs to convince him that.. such is the good impression i had jus because i said suicide is a waste of time... and i'm so against wastage.. hurhur..
as to how i convinced him i'm not normal, think its more inside stuff that i couldnt possibly make concise as i hv to describe my invention, the no.4 antenna that u attach to ur no.4 uniform, describe the two captains known as the 'tiger' and the 'wild boar', and the hardest part, remember what i said yesterday to convince him i'm not normal.. oh well..
anw such was the 'density' of the exercise yesterday that i had 6hrs to talk cock. so yeah.. welcome to signal institute..
and so onto the hotly debated and argued (riiighhtt...) topic of politics.. not an area that a good and honest Singaporean who wants to survive in his country should discuss.
Besides, its a topic that i don't know much about, except for the fact that the public holiday known as polling day is on SATURDAY!! argghhh how cruel.. they better pay us civilslaves servants back a day of leave..
Now, don't you point that accusing finger that screams 'political apathy' and go away shaking your head, saying 'teenagers..'. I don't even get to read the newspapers at camp - a privilege reserved for officers and other permstaff at camp.. so how can u expect me to follow the politics scene, when i don't even get to follow the EPL??!!
oh the frustration of coming back home to find out "HARRR??" since when was west ham in the finals of the FA Cup? or since when did liverpool already play west ham in the EPL? or since when did liverpool cut united's lead to 3 pts?.. ohh the frustration of communication being down.. a feeling every signaller knows..
at least i don't hv to frustrate myself with "who's james gomez?" and "since when are we in aljunied??". i'm used to my house moving even though i've nvr moved house physically.. i guess thats what those pple living at the borders of wartorn countries feel.. without ever moving house, ur house moved from israel to palestine? well, minus the violence. for now..
and i found out the warrant officer who we affectionately call yoda for the simple reason that he resembles the wise old jedi, might be a neighbour of mine.. and its quite weird to find that a warrant officer might actually be known to my family.. hmmm.. i mean, there is Col Chua and Col Sanders (Kentucky Army) but still, this is a new feeling. mb bcos neither Col Chua nor Col Sanders work at Signal Institute. well maybe Col Sanders, but... hmmm.. =p
Anw, happy mayday (wonder why we nvr learnt the common phrase "mayday! mayday!") and may all ur labours prosper.. hurhur.. and crap, i've got to do guard duty again soon.. urgh. very soon..
out.
i think 2lt shawn has finally realised the truth. i am not normal. and it took me the better part of 6 hrs to convince him that.. such is the good impression i had jus because i said suicide is a waste of time... and i'm so against wastage.. hurhur..
as to how i convinced him i'm not normal, think its more inside stuff that i couldnt possibly make concise as i hv to describe my invention, the no.4 antenna that u attach to ur no.4 uniform, describe the two captains known as the 'tiger' and the 'wild boar', and the hardest part, remember what i said yesterday to convince him i'm not normal.. oh well..
anw such was the 'density' of the exercise yesterday that i had 6hrs to talk cock. so yeah.. welcome to signal institute..
and so onto the hotly debated and argued (riiighhtt...) topic of politics.. not an area that a good and honest Singaporean who wants to survive in his country should discuss.
Besides, its a topic that i don't know much about, except for the fact that the public holiday known as polling day is on SATURDAY!! argghhh how cruel.. they better pay us civil
Now, don't you point that accusing finger that screams 'political apathy' and go away shaking your head, saying 'teenagers..'. I don't even get to read the newspapers at camp - a privilege reserved for officers and other permstaff at camp.. so how can u expect me to follow the politics scene, when i don't even get to follow the EPL??!!
oh the frustration of coming back home to find out "HARRR??" since when was west ham in the finals of the FA Cup? or since when did liverpool already play west ham in the EPL? or since when did liverpool cut united's lead to 3 pts?.. ohh the frustration of communication being down.. a feeling every signaller knows..
at least i don't hv to frustrate myself with "who's james gomez?" and "since when are we in aljunied??". i'm used to my house moving even though i've nvr moved house physically.. i guess thats what those pple living at the borders of wartorn countries feel.. without ever moving house, ur house moved from israel to palestine? well, minus the violence. for now..
and i found out the warrant officer who we affectionately call yoda for the simple reason that he resembles the wise old jedi, might be a neighbour of mine.. and its quite weird to find that a warrant officer might actually be known to my family.. hmmm.. i mean, there is Col Chua and Col Sanders (Kentucky Army) but still, this is a new feeling. mb bcos neither Col Chua nor Col Sanders work at Signal Institute. well maybe Col Sanders, but... hmmm.. =p
Anw, happy mayday (wonder why we nvr learnt the common phrase "mayday! mayday!") and may all ur labours prosper.. hurhur.. and crap, i've got to do guard duty again soon.. urgh. very soon..
out.
Sunday, April 23
Balls to You too..
Do you know that there is a anti-BMT stage during our 2-yr/1.833-yr sentence of NS? or so i heard.. supposedly its to train us up to be civilians again.
put those eyebrows down.
this stage, i hv realised (though initially sounding dumb), is vital or else singapore wld be filled with guys (and girls) who punctuate their sentences with vulgarities. you know it, because the true meaning of these words are lost in the frequency that they're used at. i mean, they're used with a laugh often, hence the catchiness of a phrase that i've learnt.
technically "balls to you" is not a vulgarity. in comparison to other words, especially. though one WOULD refrain from using the term in front of one's mum or girlfriend or wife etc. but seriously its seems such a catchy phrase that i've begun to acknowledge it for a greeting - passing by friends in corridors/guard-duty-prowling-routes.. anw, it was introduced by my CC (Course Commander) as his way of saying "dream on/ to hell with that".. and now u can identify 20/05 trainees by that greeting they give.
And LIVERPOOL hv beaten CHELSEA. die jose die.. mb the FA-cup is a step down from Champion's League. but well, its smthg that jose hasnt got. hurhur.. not this year at least..
anw, i'm gg to do smthg really stupid and really not advisable here.
562 days to ORD. =D.
cheers, out.
put those eyebrows down.
this stage, i hv realised (though initially sounding dumb), is vital or else singapore wld be filled with guys (and girls) who punctuate their sentences with vulgarities. you know it, because the true meaning of these words are lost in the frequency that they're used at. i mean, they're used with a laugh often, hence the catchiness of a phrase that i've learnt.
technically "balls to you" is not a vulgarity. in comparison to other words, especially. though one WOULD refrain from using the term in front of one's mum or girlfriend or wife etc. but seriously its seems such a catchy phrase that i've begun to acknowledge it for a greeting - passing by friends in corridors/guard-duty-prowling-routes.. anw, it was introduced by my CC (Course Commander) as his way of saying "dream on/ to hell with that".. and now u can identify 20/05 trainees by that greeting they give.
anw that's a problem with the SAF-NSFs now here. another problem is this great divide of those with, and those without a certain mentality- the Serve And F-off (S.A.F) mentality. me? i've got a certain degree of this - i mean seriously, i'm not, never ever, going to join the army. but the problem is that some pple do not hv this mentality. AT ALL.. (those poor things..) and the dilemma is that these two groups of pple can nvr get along without hating/getting frustrated with each other. (and me being my usual diplomatic self can associate with both because of my sit-on-the-fence status regarding this mentality)
And LIVERPOOL hv beaten CHELSEA. die jose die.. mb the FA-cup is a step down from Champion's League. but well, its smthg that jose hasnt got. hurhur.. not this year at least..
anw, i'm gg to do smthg really stupid and really not advisable here.
562 days to ORD. =D.
cheers, out.
Saturday, April 15
The Antibodies Hit Back
Interesting that out of the blue (purple?) i decide to change the template/layout of this blog. Reason? What else is there to do when one is confined within the four walls of his house..? And, yes, folks, i haven't left my humble abode this weekend.. in fact, over the past two weeks, i've not been out of my beloved estate or my not-so-beloved institute in another part of singapore.. and it does get kinda boring, even without other pple (understandably) getting frustrated with my chao-keng antics.
And so dear comrades, i realise that one can get falsely accused of chao-keng even when one isnt wearing green and brown..
But if all goes well I shall be up about and ready to fly to Alaska next weekend. and then my life will be back to normal.. hurrah.. man, i sound like such an optimist.. anw, how long CAN a flu bug live in you, refusing to budge? technically my temperature is down, at a safe temperature of 36.9, so i'd consider myself well under normal circumstances. Unfortunately for some reason this isnt "normal circumstances". not when it can rise from 36.7 to 38.7 in 8hrs (as proven on thursday..)
Oh well, i shall attempt to not be so dreary and thus dull for the sake of that meagre population of good people who faithfully visit this blog everyday (i.e. myself), and the slightly-more-than-meagre population to visit it periodically..
Come to think of it, i don't come here everyday.. geez.. but @UVLight is always active, just that when i'm in camp, its in HardCopy format.. speaking of which i sooo have to get a colour printer cartridge so that i can transform my exquisite works of photoshop art into print.. (these pieces of photoshop art is a result of my extreme boredom, and gosh, u dont know how boring it is - i even sometimes crave something to study!)
*i'll wait for those looks of horror to come off*
*oh hurry up will you*
I give up waiting..
Ooh, i've just gotten a new assignment - a new task of LEARNING. "Geocities".. well, its a good way of spending this weekend.. apart from the "decorating" of the IC's report book that was so hastilyhanded on shoved into my hands..
But i'm not complaining.. being IC at S.I. is way cooler/easier/less stressfull than at Tekong.
And there's soccer tonight, though for the second consecutive weekend, Liverpool plays at 9pm on sunday, so i miss it because i'm on the way to my not-so-beloved camp on the other side of singapore.. anw, think i've blogged quite a fair bit already, so i'll leave y'all with smthg that my friend thiru has gotten me hooked on -
And so dear comrades, i realise that one can get falsely accused of chao-keng even when one isnt wearing green and brown..
But if all goes well I shall be up about and ready to fly to Alaska next weekend. and then my life will be back to normal.. hurrah.. man, i sound like such an optimist.. anw, how long CAN a flu bug live in you, refusing to budge? technically my temperature is down, at a safe temperature of 36.9, so i'd consider myself well under normal circumstances. Unfortunately for some reason this isnt "normal circumstances". not when it can rise from 36.7 to 38.7 in 8hrs (as proven on thursday..)
Oh well, i shall attempt to not be so dreary and thus dull for the sake of that meagre population of good people who faithfully visit this blog everyday (i.e. myself), and the slightly-more-than-meagre population to visit it periodically..
Come to think of it, i don't come here everyday.. geez.. but @UVLight is always active, just that when i'm in camp, its in HardCopy format.. speaking of which i sooo have to get a colour printer cartridge so that i can transform my exquisite works of photoshop art into print.. (these pieces of photoshop art is a result of my extreme boredom, and gosh, u dont know how boring it is - i even sometimes crave something to study!)
*i'll wait for those looks of horror to come off*
*oh hurry up will you*
I give up waiting..
Ooh, i've just gotten a new assignment - a new task of LEARNING. "Geocities".. well, its a good way of spending this weekend.. apart from the "decorating" of the IC's report book that was so hastily
But i'm not complaining.. being IC at S.I. is way cooler/easier/less stressfull than at Tekong.
And there's soccer tonight, though for the second consecutive weekend, Liverpool plays at 9pm on sunday, so i miss it because i'm on the way to my not-so-beloved camp on the other side of singapore.. anw, think i've blogged quite a fair bit already, so i'll leave y'all with smthg that my friend thiru has gotten me hooked on -
Winning (Spider Solitaire)!.. Note the difficulty level is not easy, hurhur =P
Roger so far? Out.
Friday, April 7
Chao-Keng Warrior...
One more week down. One less week before i get condemned posted to a new unit, where i shall serve the rest of my two-year - wrong - 1 yr 10mth sentence... Anw, i think i've just passed the most hectic week in this whole 8-week course. Unless one considers next week, which happens to be where all the tests seem to be concentrated. And the fact that the TextBooks are apparently not supposed to be seen being taken out of camp, its harder to study at home, especially if one has a transparent/translucent bag. But then, i think nobody in my platoon carries a transparent/translucent bag lah..
Anw, even so, i've fallen ill for the second consecutive weekend, so i probably would only be able to be resting in bed these two days. or three, if i decide to take up the noble vocation as a chao-keng warrior.. (and take MC on monday lah..)
But well, i know myself. Chao-keng is so not my business.. I mean, I went for two exercises with a fever after barely recovering from a fever.. and one of them was a "whole day till the next morning" sorta exercise.. which of course would explain why the fever came back today..
Anw, falling ill on the weekend is soo ma-fan.. firstly, i hv to sms everybody arnd and cancel whatever plans i had made over the weekend. then i hv to erase/cancel all the entries in my diary for the weekend. then i hv to sob over the fact that i cannot go out over the weekend. then i hv to curse myself "why couldnt i hv fallen ill on monday instead?".. troublesome..
then i realise that i've to stay home with insolent siblings erf.. wrong. sibling.
I wonder when i'll recover. To tell the truth, when i started to feel ill, i didnt take my temperature- i didnt dare. i knew what the temperature would be like. and suddenly i realise that i know how i feel at particular temperatures... i KNEW i was post-39deg even though i didnt use any thermometer.
Which also makes me realise how often i've fallen sick this year. and this after the proud 4-yr-without illness at anderson sec. I can tell my temperature by little symptoms.. eg..
Anw, even so, i've fallen ill for the second consecutive weekend, so i probably would only be able to be resting in bed these two days. or three, if i decide to take up the noble vocation as a chao-keng warrior.. (and take MC on monday lah..)
But well, i know myself. Chao-keng is so not my business.. I mean, I went for two exercises
Anw, falling ill on the weekend is soo ma-fan.. firstly, i hv to sms everybody arnd and cancel whatever plans i had made over the weekend. then i hv to erase/cancel all the entries in my diary for the weekend. then i hv to sob over the fact that i cannot go out over the weekend. then i hv to curse myself "why couldnt i hv fallen ill on monday instead?".. troublesome..
then i realise that i've to stay home with insolent siblings erf.. wrong. sibling.
I wonder when i'll recover. To tell the truth, when i started to feel ill, i didnt take my temperature- i didnt dare. i knew what the temperature would be like. and suddenly i realise that i know how i feel at particular temperatures... i KNEW i was post-39deg even though i didnt use any thermometer.
Which also makes me realise how often i've fallen sick this year. and this after the proud 4-yr-without illness at anderson sec. I can tell my temperature by little symptoms.. eg..
- If i don't feel cold, i'm either <37>39. why? because past 39, your body radiates enough heat to warm up the surrounding air so you don't feel cold.. bullshit? i think its true.. sure there's smthg in the laws of thermal equilibrium to support my (far-fetched) theory..
- My mind starts to rush uncontrollably when i'm past 39.2. why? because controlling my vast mind is hard work, and after 39.2 my brain cannot control my mind no more.. hurhur.. fine.. i'm not gg to attemt to prove that far-fetched theory..
- When i'm past 39.6, i start to feel very very cold again..
so from all that evidence above i concluded i was 39.3 deg. anw, i think its damn scary if one were to use a digital temperature when one has a high temperature.. i mean, imagine (i neednt) the temperature shown on the thermometer jumping from 37.0 to 37.5 in one beep.. THAT is enough to scare the shit out of me lah, cos seriously, that wld imply that my temp is quite high.. anw i think i can recover by tmr!! righhttt..
aiyah very xian lah..
go exercise oso i lose my temper so many times.. sad case lah.. damned forthright, over-confident, condescending presences.. Go bloody OCS and learn how to command properly.. and u might know how mad i am that i am taking it out here @UVlight.. i normally hv the decency to conceal my dissatisfaction with pple.. but seriously, that exercise was a torture..
think i know whats wrong - i'm onli serious when i'm in a situation where i think i need to be serious. unfortunately in the wayang organisation where i work, i rarely see the need to be serious.. whereas there are others, so blatantly opposite from me who see the need to perpetually be serious and clinging on to the glimmer of non-existent hope of progressing in the military hierarchy. Why can't we accept that we have been condemned to the trenches of military hierarchy (and of the battlefield)..
there is no way u'd see us wearing crabs on our lapels telling pple with nothing on their lapels to rush in front of us to take the bullet for us.. urgh..
all right.. over and out..
Sunday, April 2
Signal Warfare
Woah, and this week has been one hell of a week, and there are so many things to say that i doubt i can include everything that i want to say if i want to book in on time tonight (2200hrs)...
And well, perhaps one would realise that this is actually quite late for me to start an entry, but that is just because i've finally decided to take my panadol and now am feeling much better (even though i have to acknowledge that its actually merely pseudo-better).
Anw, i think this week wld hv started with a certain PUB scholarship interview that might hv gone totally awry, but i hv no regrets about it because i did what i set out to do - to be myself. N i noe myself to be amazingly unflinched when situations tend to go wrong.. anw, just hope that the assessors are nice. =)
How do signallers fight? By communicating, perhaps? i think we did have a communication-warfare exercise with the platoon across the corridor on thursday. they came back at midnight, and "banged the doors and cupboard and switched on the corridor lights" and woke up a good deal of my platoon mates. But of course, me being the sleepy-head that i am, i didnt wake up lah.. but still it was quite enjoyable (thrilling) to partake in 20/05 (my platoon)'s revenge strike, albeit a small part. the revenge strike, of course took place in the morning, when the opposite platoon was recovering from their long night.. and there was quite a lot of noise coming from my platoon.. till they finally complained. but big deal lah, ultimately i think no point lah..
then on saturday saw all the badminton guys from anderson - 8 generations of them, in fact. all the way from MY seniors, to the sec 1's were there.. so even the most senior of the current andss batch were clueless as to who the oldest ones (who drove there) were.. which makes me wonder, soon i'll be the pakcik batch who comes driving.. woah..
Anw, that gathering, plus other activities carried out over the weekend and friday didnt do much to alleviate my fever, so well, i've finally consented to the panadol to relieve myself. and the ubiquitous reminders of "drink more water" (not onli the "drink more water" regulation of TSR)... yep..
Anw, TSR refers to training safety regulations which poses more of an inconvenience than a safety regulation. and i like the serious nature in which the TSR is referred to with.. anw, there's no point in taking an ATTEN B, course it really doesnt make much difference in SI.. surely the fever would break very very soon. i pray.
Oh well, i guess its back to camp and playing solitaire/minesweeper/microsoft hearts... =P
cheers~ n peace..
And well, perhaps one would realise that this is actually quite late for me to start an entry, but that is just because i've finally decided to take my panadol and now am feeling much better (even though i have to acknowledge that its actually merely pseudo-better).
Anw, i think this week wld hv started with a certain PUB scholarship interview that might hv gone totally awry, but i hv no regrets about it because i did what i set out to do - to be myself. N i noe myself to be amazingly unflinched when situations tend to go wrong.. anw, just hope that the assessors are nice. =)
How do signallers fight? By communicating, perhaps? i think we did have a communication-warfare exercise with the platoon across the corridor on thursday. they came back at midnight, and "banged the doors and cupboard and switched on the corridor lights" and woke up a good deal of my platoon mates. But of course, me being the sleepy-head that i am, i didnt wake up lah.. but still it was quite enjoyable (thrilling) to partake in 20/05 (my platoon)'s revenge strike, albeit a small part. the revenge strike, of course took place in the morning, when the opposite platoon was recovering from their long night.. and there was quite a lot of noise coming from my platoon.. till they finally complained. but big deal lah, ultimately i think no point lah..
then on saturday saw all the badminton guys from anderson - 8 generations of them, in fact. all the way from MY seniors, to the sec 1's were there.. so even the most senior of the current andss batch were clueless as to who the oldest ones (who drove there) were.. which makes me wonder, soon i'll be the pakcik batch who comes driving.. woah..
Anw, that gathering, plus other activities carried out over the weekend and friday didnt do much to alleviate my fever, so well, i've finally consented to the panadol to relieve myself. and the ubiquitous reminders of "drink more water" (not onli the "drink more water" regulation of TSR)... yep..
Anw, TSR refers to training safety regulations which poses more of an inconvenience than a safety regulation. and i like the serious nature in which the TSR is referred to with.. anw, there's no point in taking an ATTEN B, course it really doesnt make much difference in SI.. surely the fever would break very very soon. i pray.
Oh well, i guess its back to camp and playing solitaire/minesweeper/microsoft hearts... =P
cheers~ n peace..
Sunday, March 26
Life Waves.
Hey guys..
Sorry I haven't/wouldn't provide(d) a lengthy description of SI (signal institute) today, but I shall try to do so eventually. Briefly, it's where one trains to be a signaller for the SAF. Which is quite cool because we get to study engineering stuff, and I'm enjoying myself over there..
But I think I'm not particularly in a blogging mood.. Loads of stress with regards to loads of things, least of which being a scholarship interview/selection on Monday. My ONLY scholarship application. So yeah - counting on it.
And I changed my phone to a better model, quite cool. Only to realise abrubtly that I'm not allowed to bring the phone into camp because it has a camera function. So my phone got confiscated temporarily before I learnt how to use it. So, perhaps if you had tried to contact me and found me uncontactible over the past week, yep. Anw, I got it back already, so.. yeah.. contactible again. OK. toodles
NB. Photos? Of what?
Sorry I haven't/wouldn't provide(d) a lengthy description of SI (signal institute) today, but I shall try to do so eventually. Briefly, it's where one trains to be a signaller for the SAF. Which is quite cool because we get to study engineering stuff, and I'm enjoying myself over there..
But I think I'm not particularly in a blogging mood.. Loads of stress with regards to loads of things, least of which being a scholarship interview/selection on Monday. My ONLY scholarship application. So yeah - counting on it.
And I changed my phone to a better model, quite cool. Only to realise abrubtly that I'm not allowed to bring the phone into camp because it has a camera function. So my phone got confiscated temporarily before I learnt how to use it. So, perhaps if you had tried to contact me and found me uncontactible over the past week, yep. Anw, I got it back already, so.. yeah.. contactible again. OK. toodles
NB. Photos? Of what?
Friday, March 17
SIG OPR
The moments spent worrying anxiously.. Would I be disappointed i.e. get into a combat unit? Would I be depressed i.e. get into SISPEC? Would I be devastated i.e. get into OCS?
All solved at 1205 hrs on 170306..
I knew for a fact, OCS, well.. methinks out of the question. Perhaps Sispec - that would have been a good alternative. But combat unit.. tut tut tut..
But, I don't know what to make of my posting -
Your Posting Order is listed below:
1.
You are posted to
SIG INSTITUTE.
2.
Your vocation is
SIG OPR - INFOCOMM2.
All solved at 1205 hrs on 170306..
I knew for a fact, OCS, well.. methinks out of the question. Perhaps Sispec - that would have been a good alternative. But combat unit.. tut tut tut..
But, I don't know what to make of my posting -
Your Posting Order is listed below:
1.
You are posted to
SIG INSTITUTE.
2.
Your vocation is
SIG OPR - INFOCOMM2.
That should be Signal Unit right? But.. How can that be? 50% of the 4 Peeris Cousin's before me have been assigned to that unit.. Now, WHAT were the chances of me getting posted there too?
Anyway, soon (like arnd 2sec later) i by-passed the shock emotion, and entered the 'yay-i'm-not-depressed-nor-disappointed-nor-devastated' mood, and then shortly afterwards came the 'yay-screw-ippt' mood..
But of course all good things have to come to an end, as soon I realised that in any case I still have to remain fit. buhh..
Anyway, I have two more days to prepare myself for real NS - and who cares if the camp is in ChuaChuKang, or that if its a stay-in (duhh!), or that I can only book out for weekends (duh again)? On the bright side, at least I'm on the correct island, at least I don't have to take a freaking ferry, at least i might have a glimpse of the civilian (human) world once in a while, at least there are BUSES there.. etc.
BUSES! - we can actually take a BUS to camp!
Anw, I hope that this army experience would be fullfilling and not boring. But not super-shiong lah.. whatever lah..
cheers~ n peace (Again)
Thursday, March 9
POP-O!!!
hurhur.. yep, i'm blogging at this hour.
and i'm a private now.. and i realised suddenly yesterday that that actually makes me one rank higher than the rest of the recruits remaining at BMTC. but seriously, big deal.
anw, so concluded my stay at Pulau Tekong with a POP that definitely could hv gone smoother, without the RSM (regimental sargeant major) hving to shout the command for the parade commander. technically i doubt anybody who wasnt at the parade would understand wat i jus said so lets jus say that the parade commander made a mistake or two in the giving of commands.. so we were doing stuff we weren't supposed to be doing. so definitely i was super blur.
but other than that, as well as a few people taking the meaning of Passing-Out Parade literally (Sang Mentari i.e. Mr. Sun was blazing down on us relentlessly, daring us to give in..), the parade went relatively smoothly. and the fact that my parents were in the extreme corner didnt help them view the parade as me, i was at the other extreme end. suay..
plus when they came down to look for me they had to ask sgt rejab (who had to come up to me and tell me "i saw ur parents.." in a tone i cannot reproduce in this account. mischievous?) where i was. according to them, everyrecruit private-to-be, black and yellow, looked exactly the same with the SBO and helmet on..
Anw, tts POP. a brief army de-brief. (coincidental play on words there)..
and i'm a private now.. and i realised suddenly yesterday that that actually makes me one rank higher than the rest of the recruits remaining at BMTC. but seriously, big deal.
anw, so concluded my stay at Pulau Tekong with a POP that definitely could hv gone smoother, without the RSM (regimental sargeant major) hving to shout the command for the parade commander. technically i doubt anybody who wasnt at the parade would understand wat i jus said so lets jus say that the parade commander made a mistake or two in the giving of commands.. so we were doing stuff we weren't supposed to be doing. so definitely i was super blur.
but other than that, as well as a few people taking the meaning of Passing-Out Parade literally (Sang Mentari i.e. Mr. Sun was blazing down on us relentlessly, daring us to give in..), the parade went relatively smoothly. and the fact that my parents were in the extreme corner didnt help them view the parade as me, i was at the other extreme end. suay..
plus when they came down to look for me they had to ask sgt rejab (who had to come up to me and tell me "i saw ur parents.." in a tone i cannot reproduce in this account. mischievous?) where i was. according to them, every
Anw, tts POP. a brief army de-brief. (coincidental play on words there)..
OK, basically, all the technical things are fun, and all the physical things are crap. and i forgot one more but i'm lazy to include in the diagram - FieldCamp!. tts under technical so its what? yes, FUN!..
So when the minister passed me by and asked me how was BMT, i answered "tough but enjoyable".. standard answer lah.. but true. physical part is tough, technical part is enjoyable.
imagine.. playing with things that if misused or played arnd with, can kill u plus pple arnd u. yep. hand grenade. the standard joke, pull out the safety pin and throw it... =D.
so.. remember kids:-
make sure ur physically fit BEFORE joining the enhanced leadership batch. if ur not, take the easy way out. put on a little more weight and join 6-month BMT..
and u'd just hv to wait a little longer to burn and melt (and 'pass out' in both meanings of the phrase) under the blazing hot sun.. but 2months is short.. and the end comes very fast.
Boys Today, Men Tomorrow
Boys Yesterday, Men Forevermore...
POP-O!!!
let me leave you with some photos from P.O.P. Hopefully sooner or later (maybe sunday) i can upload more pictures after consolidating them.
The Parade itself. Hawk Company is behind. And i can't be seen... hmmm..
Maan.. met up for the first (AND LAST) time in tekong island. U see kids, 2 months is a really really short time..
Now this is jus plain cool.. anw, seriously, this is when my parents came down to put my jockey cap on. they say its symbolic of my "tough but enjoyable" training. i think its just symbolic as a freedom from the blazing of the sun on my eyes. hence the pose of course.
ok.. BMT is full of memories and i hope to get more of those (happy) memories elsewhere.. sumhow we tend to remember the crap we go thru better.. e.g. the shit (literally) at field camp. so let me end by recalling a defining moment in BMT.
*clap*clap*
*punch fist in air*
GOOD-DAY!!!
Sunday, March 5
Ole
3 more days
3 more days
3 more days to POP.
3 more days
3 more days
3 more days to becoming a private.
3 more days
3 more days
3 more days to when army (supposedly) gets tough(er)...
My POP or Graduation Parade is in three days time. so how was BMT..?
They hv so much complaints abt BMT, yet there is so much say that BMT is the easiest part of Army Life. anw, i don care. i jus go my unit (not command sch most likely cos i failing ippt) n see for myself. now, what unit should i go to? MEdic? Signal? or some another infantry unit?..
there are pple who say they dont care what unit they go to (obviously due to BMT-induced-xian-ness) but i'm not one of them. i mean, naturally, u wld care. but u dont need to care. cos u hv no say.
everytime i think abt that line i think abt that song.. "they had no rights, they had no say, they longed to be free one day" which i think simplifies the feelings of most NSFs into a song ironically composed in the name of National EDucation..
i guess perhaps tts an exaggeration. guess NSFs do hv their say in most things, n they do hv their rights in most things.. but i think definitely the final phrase is universally accepted as truth by all normal NSFs..
come to think of it.. when i first came into NS, i was like.. "to POP! to POP! to POP!".. now with POP jus arnd the corner and the true meaning of what comes with POP finally fully appreciated, POP is not that attractive anymore. now, whats so attractive now is ORD. "to ORD! to ORD! to ORD!"
but maybe thats the way life works.. which wld explain why some pple in advanced ages wait earnestly for their own POP. to greener pastures...
POP >> ORD >> Graduation-from-Uni + Finding Job >> Retirement >> Final Passing Out Parade.
ahh.. tts life.
3 more days
3 more days to POP.
3 more days
3 more days
3 more days to becoming a private.
3 more days
3 more days
3 more days to when army (supposedly) gets tough(er)...
My POP or Graduation Parade is in three days time. so how was BMT..?
They hv so much complaints abt BMT, yet there is so much say that BMT is the easiest part of Army Life. anw, i don care. i jus go my unit (not command sch most likely cos i failing ippt) n see for myself. now, what unit should i go to? MEdic? Signal? or some another infantry unit?..
there are pple who say they dont care what unit they go to (obviously due to BMT-induced-xian-ness) but i'm not one of them. i mean, naturally, u wld care. but u dont need to care. cos u hv no say.
everytime i think abt that line i think abt that song.. "they had no rights, they had no say, they longed to be free one day" which i think simplifies the feelings of most NSFs into a song ironically composed in the name of National EDucation..
i guess perhaps tts an exaggeration. guess NSFs do hv their say in most things, n they do hv their rights in most things.. but i think definitely the final phrase is universally accepted as truth by all normal NSFs..
come to think of it.. when i first came into NS, i was like.. "to POP! to POP! to POP!".. now with POP jus arnd the corner and the true meaning of what comes with POP finally fully appreciated, POP is not that attractive anymore. now, whats so attractive now is ORD. "to ORD! to ORD! to ORD!"
but maybe thats the way life works.. which wld explain why some pple in advanced ages wait earnestly for their own POP. to greener pastures...
POP >> ORD >> Graduation-from-Uni + Finding Job >> Retirement >> Final Passing Out Parade.
ahh.. tts life.
Wednesday, March 1
pre A levels..
i think loads of pple wld blog after/upon receiving their a level results.. but seeing as i doubt i'd be in any mood to blog after a levels - (either too disappointed or too depressed)
yeah no typo there..
anw... today is ash wednesday by the catholic calender and hence its a day of fasting and abstinence.. but i think perhaps i'd jus go for the what-some-pple-wouldnt-call-fasting way of fasting. but i think its okay lah..
anw, its hard for pple to fast. its even harder for an army lad to fast. i donno, i dont seem to ever get full in my stomach unless the serving size is huge..
i think army has drained the "life" out of me.. in all aspects.. puh-lease please sum1 tell me i'm mistaken bcos i think as i write this blog my face has no smile, no emotion. not sad, not anxious, not disappointed, not kancheong. jus nothing. perhaps thats what they mean about giving your "life" for/to Singapore.. and i think the army is jus not for me lah..
i wouldnt sign up even if they pay me to do so. (come to think of it, they do pay us to sign up..) ah heck.. i think its too punishing on minor mistakes. of course, they say that increases efficiency, yep.. but where's the efficiency in around 200 pple sitting/standing in threes WAITING for things to happen?..
i guess i'm still waiting to develop the "Cologne Army" (clone army).. or lets not be too adventurous. lets develop a Droid Army for our nation. THAT is national service. pah..
then again, i think even IF we had a droid/clone army we'd still hv to go for NS. why? bcos we, as the infantry, the bedrock of our army, tend to neglect the fact that technology has progressed from beyond the state where people fight with sticks and stones in catapults. any NS-man shld be familiar with this abbreviation - BCCT.
with a raging battle cry we run and whack opponents with our rifle/legs/arms. Granted, it invokes aggression into you and fear into ur enemy.. but wait, there's more. with a raging battle cry we leopard-crawl, back-crawl n retreat to base camp. !$*&@#?@! perhaps its just Jaguar Coy who practise this attempt to make the enemy die of confusion and/or laughter.
ok i've said enough. cheers.. n good luck for a levels..!
be back shortly.. hurhur..
yeah no typo there..
anw... today is ash wednesday by the catholic calender and hence its a day of fasting and abstinence.. but i think perhaps i'd jus go for the what-some-pple-wouldnt-call-fasting way of fasting. but i think its okay lah..
anw, its hard for pple to fast. its even harder for an army lad to fast. i donno, i dont seem to ever get full in my stomach unless the serving size is huge..
~.~
i think army has drained the "life" out of me.. in all aspects.. puh-lease please sum1 tell me i'm mistaken bcos i think as i write this blog my face has no smile, no emotion. not sad, not anxious, not disappointed, not kancheong. jus nothing. perhaps thats what they mean about giving your "life" for/to Singapore.. and i think the army is jus not for me lah..
i wouldnt sign up even if they pay me to do so. (come to think of it, they do pay us to sign up..) ah heck.. i think its too punishing on minor mistakes. of course, they say that increases efficiency, yep.. but where's the efficiency in around 200 pple sitting/standing in threes WAITING for things to happen?..
i guess i'm still waiting to develop the "Cologne Army" (clone army).. or lets not be too adventurous. lets develop a Droid Army for our nation. THAT is national service. pah..
then again, i think even IF we had a droid/clone army we'd still hv to go for NS. why? bcos we, as the infantry, the bedrock of our army, tend to neglect the fact that technology has progressed from beyond the state where people fight with sticks and stones in catapults. any NS-man shld be familiar with this abbreviation - BCCT.
with a raging battle cry we run and whack opponents with our rifle/legs/arms. Granted, it invokes aggression into you and fear into ur enemy.. but wait, there's more. with a raging battle cry we leopard-crawl, back-crawl n retreat to base camp. !$*&@#?@! perhaps its just Jaguar Coy who practise this attempt to make the enemy die of confusion and/or laughter.
ok i've said enough. cheers.. n good luck for a levels..!
be back shortly.. hurhur..
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