Thursday, November 24, 2005
Happy Birthday...
I think this is heaven's will, but I managed to get a night's out today. I may not be able to meet Jen because she's celebrating her birthday with her friends, but at least I get to tell her this here.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!
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8:21 PM
Saturday, November 19, 2005
I Need To Re-think My Attitude...
I used to hate taking photos a lot. When I was young, I never understood why I must smile, and hold it there, to a stupid machine. I never liked doing that either. I never really had my pictures taken during my primary and secondary school days.
However, as I grew older, I began to allow more of my pictures to be taken. I don't mind candid pictures or pictures with a small group of good friends, but I still can't stand large group photos. What's the point of taking a picture of a fucking large group and have a hard time looking for yourself or others when the photo's out? Furthermore, you can't even see yourself clearly. Those are what I strongly believe in.
With that attitude, I got reprimanded by my PC. Here's what happened. In Taiwan, at the last day in the camp, the whole lot of us took photos. Tons of them. As mentioned above, I don't like to take large group photos so I tried not to appear in them. I managed to stay outta most of them, until my PC came and joined in the photo-taking. He demanded the whole platoon to be present, so I couldn't hide no more. Coincidently, I ended up standing beside him. With a very pissed look, I got included in the picture. I wish I can post the picture here to let you guys see how pissed I looked, but the picture bears some logo of the camp and I don't wanna get into no political or military trouble.
As I was saying, the picture was taken and I walked away immediately after the photo was shot. My PC noticed and asked me what happened.
"I don't like to take photos," I replied.
"Zong Hao, you really need to re-think your attitude," my PC told me.
What the fuck? What the fuck? What the fuck? What has my refusal to take photos got to do with my attitude? Can't I have my own choice? Yes, we NSFs are dictated my military laws and disciplines, but is personal preference regarding the taking of photographs part of the dictation? I'm training to be a soldier, not training to take fucking photos. I know attitude problems can get me out of course, but I don't think not liking to take photos is a major attitude problem, if it even is one. What the fuck? And it's not like I disobeyed your 'order' to be in the photo. Fuck...
So here I am, labelled as one to have attitude problems, re-thinking my attitude everyday. The fact that I still remember this until now proves that I have been re-thinking my attitude. But I still don't see how not liking to take photos is a problem. Maybe someone out there can tell me?
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8:54 PM
Today...
Woke up damn late, thus Jen was late for her work. Sent her to work, then went to Lavender to buy my badges and my rank.
Next, went to Orchard and walked around looking for a gift for Jen. Her birthday's next week. Wonder if she'll like it. I'm working on a really tight budget after all.
My mother just asked me a very interesting question. She noticed my mattress is damaged and offered to get a new one. She asked if I'd like a single bed or a queen size bed (for me and Jen). Haha. Feels weird hearing her ask such a question. I asked for a single bed although I prefer a queen size one because she'll have to get a new bed frame to fit the bigger mattress. We are already in quite a financial slump here. Don't wanna add on to that.
Jen's coming later. Most probably will be watching anime together.
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8:48 PM
Sunday, November 13, 2005
Missing In Action...?
I've been back for quite some time. Taiwan was fun. I ate a lot and bought a lot of stuffs, but that's too long ago and I forgot about most of the details already, thus I will not be blogging about them. I'll gonna write about why it took me so long to write after coming back from Taiwan.
So the story goes. I hit Singapore on the 31st of October and came home to find Jen sleeping on my bed already. I turned the computer on and found out that I couldn't connect online. Jen woke up and told me that she had problems connecting online earlier on too. I dismissed the problem and slept, thinking that everything will be fine the next day.
Next day, woke up and still can't go online. No one came into my room why I was gone, so no one could have adjusted anything. I wanted to blog, so I called Singnet to inform them my problem. I was told to do some troubleshooting. It didn't work. I thought that it was all right since I have the whole week of leave and can afford spending a little time to work things out with my connection. Couldn't solve it on my own.
I called the next day and asked for help. I was told to unplug phones, plug my modem all over the house and still I don't get a solution. The person offered to send a technician over to check my phone line. The man came over a few days later and verified that my line was all right. So that can only prove that my modem had some problems. I tried connecting the modem to my brother's computer and the same thing happened. My point was proven.
Thus, I called to tell them that my modem was damaged. They provided no help. They kept wanting me to troubleshoot, try unplugging the fucking phones and shit like that. I hung up. Frustrated, I called again and raised my voice at them. They gave me the numbers to the modem vendor and their sales department so that I can get a new modem. None of the numbers work. Is it so fucking hard to get help? I already told you that my modem is damaged and I need it replaced. Why the fuck was I told to troubleshoot, play with wires and call numbers that no one will answer? No wonder the quality of service in Singapore is said to have dropped.
Without any breakthrough in anything, I went back to camp, but not before asking my mum to settle it for me. She managed to get the fucking modem replaced, but the technician told my mum I changed some settings in my computer to cause the damage. What the fuck? I haven't touched my computer in 3 weeks. Never mind. At least I get to use the internet again, after 2 fucking weeks.
That, explains my 2-week absence.
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8:01 PM
My Blog...
Finally able to blog. I've been back for quite some time already, but I haven't been able to blog due to reasons I'll explain later.
Anyway, I found out that my blog appears fucking ugly on many other computers and I found out why. Firstly, the word 'Stifled...' on my blog is a font called 'KidTYPEPaint'. If it's Time New Roman to you, that means you don't have the font and not that I'm so blind or stupid to put some font that seems totally outta the theme.
Secondly, make your settings 1024X768 pixels and set your text size to 'smaller'. Then you can see my blog the way I made it to be seen. Go on, try it.
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7:54 PM
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