Stifled...

Saturday, April 30, 2005

PSP...

Has been eyeing this baby for the past 2 weeks. Has been desperate to buy it, but I'll only have enough cash to buy it 2 weeks later. Tried to borrow money, but it seems that no one can lend me $450 this much. It seems that my heart is burnt everytime I see it. Every second I don't own it my heart aches more. Damn. 2 more weeks. Just 2 more fucking weeks and it's mine. Damn it.

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Hanged @ 10:59 PM

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Chinese...? Are You Kidding...?

I just got a letter from NTU. I have been accepted by NTU for the course of Chinese. Yes, you heard it right. CHINESE! What the fuck? What can I do with that? I know my A Levels results ain't good, but Chinese? My ambition is to work in 93.3FM, which makes it sensible for me to study Chinese, but what if I'm can't get a job there? What if I do get a job there but quit after some time? Then I can't do no nothing but become a Chinese teacher, which I don't want to. What the fuck? I'm gonna re-apply next year and hope I can enter some more useful course. And if I'm not wrong, my A1 in my AO Chinese is enough for me to try for a job in that station.

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Hanged @ 10:53 PM

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OCS...

Nope. I didn't get into OCS. I expected that right from the start because I ain't a well-liked person in my platoon although I scored damn high for all the written test and I got almost full marks for all my technical handling test. My SOC timing is 8 minutes and 15 seconds but I still can't go. Why? Because my dad's been jailed before. My security clearance therefore is not up to their standards. Even MP doesn't want me. I'm like a 0.9mm bullet and MP is like an M16. OCS is like a GPMG. If I, a 0.9mm bullet, can't even fit into an M16, I definitely can forget about fitting into a GPMG. I'm condemned to roll around in the mud of Tekong until I pass out from BSLC, or worse, ASLC.

I understand that there's a theory that criminal blood runs in a family. But that hasn't been proven yet. How can they assume that a jailed man will produce a criminal son? Bollocks. But what can I do? I can only except fate.

However, I am very unhappy with the people chosen to enter OCS. The results are released yesterday and I heard a fucking bastard I hate a lot got into OCS. Damn. He's a screwed up snob who sleeps beside me in the company mess. He's lazy, always sleeping, and he thinks he's some big fuck. He's always asking everyone to turn off the lights when he wanna chat with his girlfriend at night. I mean, what the fuck? Why can't you chat with the lights on? He says it's too glaring to chat with the lights on. What the bull-fucking-shit are you talking about? What or who gave you the rights to ask everyone in the bunk to stop all activities, turn off all lights so that you can chat with a gal?

And if that's not enough, he's always the last in the bunk to wake up. He's always the last few to fall in in the morning. When we try to ask him to wake up earlier, he gave some fucked-up excuse like "Why should I wake up earlier when I can fall in on time?" And when we got to know him more, guess what he did? He asked us to set our alarms later so that we won't wake him up in the morning. Just what the fuck does he think he is? Will waking up 10 minutes earlier kill him? It's not as if his nose will bleed, he'll vomit or get hypothermia if he sleeps 10 minutes less in the morning. Fucking long-necked, mole-faced bastard. I hope he cannot take the training in OCS and goes OOC. How can someone like that become a commander, an officer? Crap.

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Hanged @ 10:34 PM

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It's Been A Long Time...

Yup. It's been a long time since I last blogged. It seems that I've lost all my viewers, but I shall uphold the integrity of a blogger and continue blogging.

I just had a shower because I played basketball just now. Haven't played for around 3 months. I thought I'd have lost all my skills, but it seems that it's already in my blood. I didn't play too badly. In fact, it's comparable to my active days. I teamed up with another guy whom I don't know but we vaguely remember playing with each other before. The 2 of us played against 5 other secondary school boys. After we thrashed them, 3 gals from Hong Kah North played against the 2 of us. We emerged victorious.

Enough of that. Now I'll talk about what's been happening. I'm in SISPEC, Golf Company. It's the second most slack company in the whole of SISPEC. I don't know why, but the free time I get in SISPEC is even more in BMTC. What the hell? Sometimes, we have so much free time that I get real afraid. It's so surreal. Damn.

My section is filled with people from different walks of life, and honestly speaking, I can't mix in well with them. We had our share or arguments. I don't know why. Maybe because some are diploma holders and some only have O levels certificates. We share different views. Also, maybe because I don't live with my section. I'm the 11th guy in the section and each bunk has only 10 beds. I sleep in the company mess, which has been converted into a bunk. Never mind, the 1st term of BSLC has ended. Hope the 2nd term can bring us together more.

Oh, I forgot to mention, a sergeant from my platoon has been jailed. He's a kind and funny guy who is liked by everyone, but what he did was rather unforgivable. He went online and cheated a 14 year old girl into having sex with him. And he already has a fiancee. That's a sad case. I don't know to sympathise him or not. Hmm...

Went out with Jen today. Wanted to go and get a tan with her at Sentosa, but the weather was so hot that we cancelled the trip. Ironic, isn't it? Anyway, we went to Tiong Bahru to get my backpack from Safra Mt Faber. A nice big Timberland backpack. Too bad the color ain't one I like a lot. We then went to IMM to shop in Daiso and had nice honey glazed chicken. I sent her home after that and went to play basketball after that. I'm gonna play game the whole night later. I need to complete my games. I have many new games I need to complete and tons of old games I wanna play again. Crap. Time to start gaming already.

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Hanged @ 10:17 PM

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Sunday, April 17, 2005

Not Free...

I haven't written anything last week, and I'll be writing only a little this week because I'm not free. I have been booking out on Saturday nights and booking in on Sunday evenings. With only about 24 hours on mainland every weekend, I spend most of the time with Jen.

I may or may not write next week because this stupid booking out schedule will continue next week too. I'll only start writing long entries the weekend after next. I'm not lazy, I do have a lot of things to write. It's just that I haven't got time.

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Hanged @ 5:22 PM

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Sunday, April 03, 2005

Fucked-up...

Apparently the first prize for today's 4D is my handphone number and everyone's calling me to see if I bought the numbers. Damn it. I don't bet on 4D. My dad said he bought my number every weekend except this weekend. Just too bad Dad, just too bad. It ain't my problem, so stop calling.

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Hanged @ 7:11 PM

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Spanking The Monkey...

I don't know why, but for some reasons, I had the overwhelming urge to go polish the rocket when I was in camp last week. I really did, but don't ask me why.

It's a chargeable offence to do that in camp, but then, how can they find out? You can just sneak into a toilet cubicle with a roll of toilet paper, claiming that you need to shit, then you pay Mrs Hand and her five lovely daughters a visit. Clean up after that and who will know what happened, right? But then again, I wouldn't wanna try. I don't wanna jeopardize a book out just for a few seconds of fun. You'll never know what kinda way they can use to find out the dirty deed.

Furthermore, it's not an easy task to fire your gun in camp. How do you get your rubber hose to stand at attention when you are surrounded by nothing but big bugs, green trees, green uniform, men and men in green uniform? Yes, I do have a few female sergeants in my company, but they just ain't up to the standard. They are just some ugly farts with fat asses. With no material, how to you execute the mission?

In the end, I managed to wait until I got home. Then, the havoc begins. I've got Aria, Briana, Barbie and more waiting at home, so I was really glad I didn't do it in camp. Furthermore, I just got a new video too. Now that's a blessing.

Aria...

Barbie...

Briana...

And the new video I got... What more do I need?

With all these, I don't see the need to spank my monkey in camp. I'll just maintain a clean record and come back for fun every weekend. Haha.

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Hanged @ 6:40 PM

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Late...

Jen was late when she came back from Thailand. She told me she'll be back in the afternoon, but she came back only near midnight. I was serving guard duty that day and I stayed up all night until she called. I was damn worried. I even sent messages to her brother to see if she's back. What a scare. Glad she's back already.

I must have been a very bad boyfriend, only treasuring and worry about her when she's not around. This can't go on. I must, and will, not take her for granted anymore.

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Hanged @ 6:34 PM

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Back... But Going Soon...

Back from Hell Island. The past week was a drag. I had to wake up everyday and tell myself I'm booking out on Saturday to keep myself sane. It's just SOCs and lectures all week. And for some reason, I can't get myself to fall asleep during lectures. I'm mentally depleted. Thrashed.

And guess what? There's this Christian guy in my bunk who reads the bible all the way until the middle of the night. I know that's nothing wrong, but when the turns on the light to read and the light shines directly onto my face, that's wrong. Doesn't he need to sleep? Don't tell me God gives him the power to push on because I don't care if he has the strength to carry on for the day. I just want him to sleep early so that I can sleep well, damn it. And to make matters worse, he wakes up at 4.30AM in the morning to continue reading. What the fuck? The noise from his fucking alarm clock is already loud enough to disturb me from my sleep. When combined with the stupid light, can you guess how pissed off I am?

And also, the food in SISPEC sucks. I always though BMTC's food were the worst. I never knew it gets worse in SISPEC. The food, other than the occasional western food, is so bad that I don't feel like eating them no matter how hungry I get from going for SOCs or outfield exercises. I'd rather eat biscuits and instant noodles at night.

Enough of that crap. It's inevitable. I don't wanna keep on complaining. I'll talk about what I did yesterday and today. Spent the night with Jen. Watched some anime and VCDs. Woke up this morning and had a good meal because my mother cooked lots of stuffs for praying. Rented Torque and watched it with Jen at her house. Just got back a while ago, preparing to go back to the Island of Big Bugs.

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Hanged @ 6:20 PM

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