Sunday, February 27, 2005
A Really Short Entry...
I have lots of crap, but too little time to write. This will be a very short entry.
I'm gonna leave home for Pasir Ris in a few minutes. Going for my second last book in to BMTC before I have my POP (Passing Out Parade) on 9th March. Haha.
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6:55 PM
Thursday, February 10, 2005
Am I Really That Easily Recognized...?
Just had my shower. Got out of the bathroom and wanted to grab a chilled drink. Pulled a can of cola outta the fridge, only to find the contents totally frozen. Damn. I wanted it to be chilled, but not that chilled. Now I have to waste time to wait for the frozen cola to melt.
Anyway, I watched Seoul Raiders today. Not bad. The action wasn't that bad and it's reasonably funny. The gals are fine, and I find one of them hot. However, I feel that Tokyo Raiders was better. I don't know why. The gals in Tokyo Raiders were hotter than those of Seoul Raiders, but that wasn't the deciding factor. I just don't know how to describe the difference.
Not bad. Catch it if you can.
The lucky bastard with his assistants.
So what has a can of frozen cola and Seoul Raiders got to do with the topic you are gonna talk about?
Well... Actually, there are no links. Ok. To the point. I hopped onto a cab yesterday as I was going home from Jen's house. I was wearing a cap to disguise my ridiculously short hair. The cab driver took a look at me and asked, "Serving NS?"
"Yeah..."
"On Tekong? BMT?"
" Yeah..."
Damn. How the hell did he know? It was so dark and I had a cap on. Why? Why did he have to remind me that I'm an NS man even when I'm out as a civilian? Not every male who looks 20 and have a cap on is recognized as a recruit, so how did he know? Do I have something in/on me that makes me so easily recognized as a recruit?
Pissed, I tried to keep quiet for the whole ride, but that cab driver kept talking about NS. I felt like jumping off the cab, but I remembered something from a book about tarot cards that I have been reading (Yes, I'm studying tarot). The book said something about looking things as a big picture, so I began to think of why the fuck was I recognized by the cab driver and had to end up listening to him crap about NS? That led me to a question. Why the fuck do they have to shave our heads when we enter NS?
As a metrosexual, I care a lot about my hair. Many people thought that a bad-ass like me will go dye my hair some radical colour, but my hair has been black all this while. Why? Because I don't wanna spoil my hair. I need to bleach my hair before I can dye it, but bleaching will spoil my hair. I always hear people (Especially Jen) complain about their hair being dry or brittle. I don't want my hair to become like that, so I refuse to dye my hair even till this day. Maybe I will if my bad-ass side overwhelms my metrosexual side, but definitely not in the near future. So can you see how agonised I was when they shaved my head the first day I was enlisted?
They sure look equal. Equally bald.
So why? Why must they shave the recruits' head? I heard that it's got something to do with equality. By shaving everyone's head, everyone will look the same and therefore be seen equally. I say that's MOTHERFUCKING CRAP!!! Are they trying to say that some racists sergeant will start to love the race he discriminates just because the people of that race shaved their heads? There's no point in doing so. The only reason I can think of is they shave our heads to prevent us from getting heatstroke. If so, then why must recruits shave their heads when people in other units can have hair? Are you saying that people in units won't get heat stroke? A little hair won't cause people to get heat stroke. So why? Is it because recruits are the lowest in the rank system? Is it because recruits are the only people without stripes on their arms and shoulders? Now who's discriminating who?
The people of high ranks will never understand the pain and agony a teenager will have to go through when their hair is all shaved. Sure the previous generations of recruits shaved their heads too, but times have changed. If they can revise the BMT scheme, make field packs bigger, shorten NS to 2 years, why can't they scrap the hair shaving crap? Shaving the hair of the recruits can have adverse effects on them mentally. Some recruits go mad by carrying balls and running around.
Recruits going mad...
Some recruits even went to the extent of assaulting ministers, bringing disasters to themselves. Like this particular soldier who tried to make the minister go through the same agony he went through by pulling off the minister's hair when he wasn't looking. He paid the price.
Joe tried to pull off his hair while he was busy smiling at the cameras...
And paid a high price for his disrespectful and insane act...
So you see, shaving the hair of recruits can affect them greatly. They'll lose their minds and act according to their instincts. They'll lose humanity. Is that the kind of soldiers the country aims to produce? I know it's not, so I sincerely hope someone high ranking will seriously consider scraping the head shaving act. Maybe allow short, black hair?
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11:51 PM
Red Packets...
It's the second day of the Lunar New Year. I'm at home now. I'm not going to visit my relatives' house today because I'll be catching a movie with Jen later. Watching Seoul Raiders. Hope it's good because I enjoyed Tokyo Raiders.
Anyway, since I'm not going to visit anyone today, I won't be getting no red packets. But I think it's ok. My mum and brother will get my share for me.
So how much have you got?
Haha. I see you are curious. Hmm... From yesterday alone, I've received almost $600 dollars of red packets. Well, $584 to be exact. That is a new record. With all the bad economy and shit, I was expecting much less. My average red packet money is about $300++ to $400++. This year is an all-time high. And it's only the second day of the Lunar New Year. That kinda explains why I can afford to not visit anyone today right? And my family has this tradition of inviting people over on the 4th day of the Lunar New Year, so I'm confident that I'll receive over $600.
So? Envious? I'm gonna go buy lots of motherfucking crap. Maybe an XBox? Maybe not. Maybe some skincare products? Hmm... The list goes on...
What? You want a share? Sure. You can suck on my balls and lick my boots clean, then maybe, just MAYBE, you'll get a tiny share. Haha. Forgive my arrogance.
I know 600 bucks ain't much. Surely some sucker out there will receive more than I have, but just imagine if I use the money to gamble and bet, and win. I'll have lots of money and I can buy lots of things and treat people to meals, and make those people that used to laugh at me being poor feel like some useless, powerless parasites. Well, that is IF I win, which doesn't really happen all the time, so I guess I won't be doing that. Then again, maybe I'll use some of the money to do that. Haha.
So what the fuck you gonna do with the damn money?
I'll buy an mp3 player for Jen. The rest? Keep them in the bank and get the measly interest that the bank offers. I'm serving NS now, the money means nothing to me when I'm spending my time with a bunch of guys on another island at the eastern part of Singapore.
So that's it for this entry. I'm gonna go shower and prepare to go watch Seoul Raiders with Jen. Before I go, I need to ask this, "How much have YOU received?" Hahaha.
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1:59 PM
Tuesday, February 08, 2005
Fats...
I initially wrote this in a very, very offensive tone, but my conscience told me to stop. I'll make every fatso go commit suicide if I continued, so now I'm gonna write something on the same topic, but in a much, much nicer tone.
What I want to write about in this entry is FATS. On girls, to be exact. I don't know what hit me, but I suddenly felt like writing about excessive fats on girls. Excessive fats on various parts of a female. We'll start with the arms.
I believe her arms are thicker than mine.
Yes, I really believe so. Don't you think her arms are kinda fat too? And when I say "kinda", I'm already being kind. Try asking her to do a few push-ups. She may develop biceps bigger than mine.
Next, we'll see some thighs.
"I have fat thighs and I ain't afraid to show em."
Now, this picture looks fine at first. It's quite a classy shot with a mysterious (and presumably beautiful) gal looking away from the camera. She's wearing a nice short blue dress. Everything seems fine until when you look further down. And what do you see? Big thighs. WTF! Wear a longer skirt next time!
Where else can you find lots of fats? Make a guess?
...
I don't know what to say. This is the perfect picture of a fat tummy and fat thigh. Go on diet? Slimming pills? Might as well go for liposuction.
And finally, fat ass. Some people are turned on by asses. Some are turned on by tits. But with really really fat asses, will anyone really be turned on?
Are you turned on already?
Are you? Are you? This sucks. That is one big bad-ass.
However, not all fats are undesirable. Fats ARE desirable when found at the correct places and of the right amount. The ass is really a good example.
So when's my turn to play?
See? When the amount of fats is right at the butt, it's actually desirable. People will wanna take an extra look and/or even grope the ass. Even females will wanna do that to another female.
And who can deny that men are obsessed with the 2 lumps of fats called breasts. Not many men will complain if there's a little too much fats there.
Check em out!
Now you see? The fats is there. Maybe a little too much, making the boobs seem like they are gonna spill out, but guys, do you mind? Do you even fucking mind?
So the conclusion is out. Fats are only desirable when they are of the right amount at the T&A. When found in other places, fats is best hidden or removed. Agree?
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10:15 PM
Happy Chinese New Year...
Finally found time to write an entry. It's been a long time since I wrote anything. There are many things to write, but I don't think I can write all of them. I'll just summarise things.
Went for my field camp last week. It was actually fun. It's not as bad as HQ said in his blog. I enjoyed myself there, going through the fun times and the shitty times with my buddies and sergeants.
Went shopping with Jen last weekend. I bought new year clothes from town. Spent quite a lot and as usual, I don't know where the money went. Haha. Crap. I think I really need to keep track of where my money actually goes.
The new year's gonna be here in a few fucking hours time. I had reunion dinner just now. Had steamboat. Not bad. Feeling tired now because I did my IPPT just now before I came back from Tekong. May be sleeping soon.
That's about it. I don't know what to write already. Too many things to write. So much that I don't know where to start. Never mind. I'll just go and enjoy my new year and get those red packets.
You people too. Enjoy the new year. Get more red packets. Stay healthy. The guys stay handsome, the girls stay beautiful, and the ugly and/or fat ones stay at home. Haha.
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10:00 PM
