My virgin clubbing experience
...screams 'DISASTER!' whichever way i look at it. It was full house at Zouk and there was simply too many people coming in at Dbl O and my friend was stranded in the queue to come in for such a long time that the snail next to him reached Bukit Timah before he advanced one step closer to the entrance.
Ended up with me coming out of Dbl O to accompany my friend and met up with another friend who was drinking at some other pub with his friendswhen he was supposed to be with us thanks~. WASTED MY $30 LEHZ. What's worse that when i was on my way to Zouk I took the bus past the stop I was supposed to alight and had to take a cab back. NA BEI LA.
The most interesting part about clubbing is when you go out of the bar and see all those Merlions(puking ppl) around. And I must mention that girls who go clubbing are officially off my chio-list; It's damn ugly for a girl to wear a skirt and sit by the road puking lah.
Oh by the way, I met Delwynn when i was at the bar, small world eh, and the first thought that came to my mind when I saw him was, 'Something tells me he's drank quite a lot le'. And so i was correct, ahahahhaz.
I thought I didn't drink a lot but when I did things like losing my balance when getting up from the chair and taking photos of myself,
I know I'm at my limit(which is rather low) already.
In fact, right now, although I hadn't slept a wink since coming back and even chiong [转角*遇到爱] for 7 hours straight , I believe I am still drunk because I just posted my own photo on my blog, something which I haven't done for many years.
Hmmm.
Ass
Turret guy #1:You know they're having at least one flexi every week?
Me: Is it? Wa lan...
Turret guy #1: F*ck, we don't need soldiers like that la.
I have hilarious course-mates, man.
Slack days ahead!
Tomorrow I'm having half-day off, so during noon I'll be booking out and having lunch at Sakura with the turret peeps. Come night I may or may not be going for mambo, since my internal struggle between money and chio-bu has yet to be settled.
Oh, and Christopher Lee is in jail already.
Kinda crude but i have to say this,
The prison officers would be more than delighted to have a famous asshole to look at now.
Damn the fucking truth hurts.
I'm a little swayed to do accountancy instead because of all these examples I've seen of accountant searning LOADS of money. Of course, I'm just thinking of the positive side hence the urge, but something tells me with that amount of money they're earning how much time are they sacrificing and if it's worth it.
Seriously speaking, if i want my dream of touring all those eroticexotic locations around the world to be fulfilled, I will need loads of money. To have loads of money, I need to earn loads of money. Can any jobs I do with a Comm. Studies degree match up to an accountant's job? Hardly.
Then again, if I raised this topic to any friend, their first reaction would be: but you need to be really good in the first place to graduate with first honours what.
Can't blame them for making a statement that seems like they're looking down on me what, it's the truth and I know it. I'm just randomly whining anyway.
hmm
You know you've lost it when people stop taking you seriously, even when you said things meaning it truly, they end up laughing at you because they somehow, related whatever you said to something funny.
I hardly find my life funny, it's just that in order to live my life without having a nervous breakdown I need to look at and talk about issues with humour, otherwise by my character, I'll easily make it into a big issue and depress me to a level that impairs me.
This image I have in all my friends hearts are deeply etched, like how I'm always ok with any comments. I can only carry on like this, no matter how hard I would love to change that.
Then again, change that image to what? I don't really know. In fact, maybe i don't know myself at all.
Bah.
Just follow lah
Rolling with the punches! Tomorrow's another day.
I HATE DANCING. Because i can't. You can't blame someone from hating something because he can't do it right? It usually makes the person feel less inferior.
Which probably why I hate so many things.
Cheer-leading wasn't that bad cuz last minute we were told that there could possibly be no cheer-leading. So we played soccer instead.
I'm not crazy about soccer but it's ok since I get to burn calories with some friends and do glorious things like assisting a goal; never mind it's an opponent's goal, IT'S STILL A GOAL OK.
Came back to watch Just Follow Law and I'm was entertained not one bit by the movie, but thoroughly inpressed by Fann Wong's acting. She's damn good can. A little exaggerated but when a lousy movie doesn't feel lousy to you because you enjoy watching the actress it means the actress is damn good. She's probably the only one who can do it in Mediacorp.
I lurrve the part when Gurmit was scolding himself for not being able to pay the hospital fees, when the real Gurmit is really in Fann's body and the real Fann is in Gurmit's body; and also the part when Fann was scolding Gurmit for being useless when the real Gurmit was in Fann's body and the real Fann is in Gurmit's body instead...
I guess the director wasn't taking into consideration the difficulty critics would face in describing scenes. You can see that from the confusion in the above paragraph.
Something tells me he did that purposelycuz he knew the movie would suck.
Freakin' hell
Oh its friday. And I'm not happy. But not to the extent of being depressed la.
Not happy because tomorrow I have to go back to camp to do something really embarrassing: cheer-leading.
Most of you probably would be thinking, "Chey, cheer-leading only wad".
WRONG. This cheer-leading crap, is downright diu lian because it's one entire group of NSmen doing it, and NSmen are supposed to be projecting the image* of being manly, strong and look like the men from 300. Like what the hell la, try imagining the men from 300 doing cheer-leading, then you imagine a group of NSmen doing it. The former would be hilarious, the latter disgustingly hilarious.
The incident of being enlisted into Scorpion company which didn't help in shaping my spare tyre into something more aesthetically appealing is already damn infuriating, and now I'm doing cheer-leading. Goodness the shame!
I think if there are angels they'll be laughing their halos off tomorrow.
*'Supposed to be projecting', means that it really isn't the reality.
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一直认为，啤酒的苦涩难咽，和生命的滋味是一样的。
讨厌啤酒，原因很简单； 既然生命里苦涩难咽的滋味都尝不完了，何必再增添半分？ 喝到烂醉，只是在逃避不是吗？
Today we had our Ordnance Development & Engineering(ODE) visit at S'pore Technologies and was happily released damn early at 3 plus.
Came home early and had the time to finish a rather well-written chinese book. Now damn emo after reading it, lol.
Supposed to be excited about tml being friday but my saturday is being burnt so I'll still be damn emo till saturday.
Xuete.
Random
WHY IS EVERYONE GETTING INVITATIONS TO UNIVERSITY EVENTS LIKE TEA PARTIES OR WHATEVER EXCEPT ME?
Or so it seems like everyone are la.
My friend kinda made sense when he said that it's only logical for the uni to invite those who hadn't sign up to try and lure them towards their uni.
This is logical, but I feel that this is ridiculous.
Discrimination against those who sign up early ar har?! Lim peh back out next year and sue you ar.
No la, just joking. Don't fire me plz.
倫敦大橋垮下來!
Today, I feel like talking about S.H.E's new album, 'Play!'.
At first, I was rather excited about it cuz the pre-order ticket has this nice picture of the 3 of them:
But the first wave of horror came in the form of a music video. The MV for their single, 中國話, was so ugly that it was... URGH. Disgusting. So ugly that I will not permit it being anyway on my blog.
When I went down to collect the album on the 11th, I was hit with the 2nd wave of horror. The cover of the album was so damn freaking cheesy and ugly that even Hebe's beauty couldn't salvage it.
Then the 3rd wave of horror hit me when I reached home; the songs had such weird styles that I thought the songs suck.
I was devastated+horrified+mummified+dismayed and could only hide in one small corner of my room and weep pitifully. Darkness engulfed me and my world was set into a spiral of hatred, anger, vengeance and sadness.
Ok, so I was exaggerating. Because I used to have the habit of buying original cds, I don't really condemn an album just by listening to it a few mere times. Except A-Do's first album which bored me out totally. The songs took a few more times of listening to before I started to like them, my favourute being the song written by the great Hebe herself, but still, the standard of the album is a far-cry from the previous album, 不想長大, in which all songs were damn good.
Thankfully, one thing remains unchanged:
Still so chio. Ahahahahahaz.
I do realise that its absolutely inappropriate and shameful for a 18-going-on-19-year-old guy to be gushing and talking about some pop idol. But seriously, this amount of shame is peanuts compared to what I am going to be doing this coming Saturady.
Besides, I don't really care. Not like I've got a lot of glorious achievements to speak of in the 1st place. Hah.
Quote
The truth is always more heroic than the hype.
Just less politically-convenient.
Random
Got damn pissed off by the Sun today because it hid behind the clouds when I was in the swimming pool and only came out after I got back to the changing room.
Then I realise I was being really dumb at being pissed off by the Sun and became angry at myself for being so dumb.
And then I began laughing at myself for having this chain of mood-change all because the Sun didn't come out. Damn dumb can?
Ok the photo's kinda random cuz I don't think I can come up with anything funny or remotely interesting phrase to blog about. I realise that I am sitting so far off that I can easily crop off that part of the image and no one would notice it's short of me.
I think it's some holy hint or something that I don't belong there.
Therefore I shall hit myself with a hammer and get Out-Of-Course on Monday.
Lala.
TGIF. Even though I'm pretty much a god-less person.Weekends have become so damn important now all thanks to the great army; perhaps that's about the only good thing it's taught me, yet.
I could've swear, seriously, that I felt that little sense of loneliness creeping up while at Jurong Point just now.
F*** you loneliness! Haven't you freakin' done enough? GO AWAY LA.
Wa lan oei.
If yesterday I was high on Mount Everest then today I'm at the stars; fell all the way through the entire Earth till I reach outer space lah.
Taiwan is NOT one of my possible destinations! Only Thailand and Brunei lah. My Starlight has diminished and to make it worse, I'M ONLY THE RESERVE. Meaning I need to kill the other 3 people who are primary, means they will go for sure unless they fail their health check-ups, and pass my dental and health check-up before I can get a shot at going overseas.
If that wasn't depressing enough, I got owned by one muthafocking breech block(which,FYI, is one component of the biggest turret I'm learning now)-one hour and I still couldn't fix it back! Xuete.
I need to go and stay overseas to find out something. Something important.
Woo-woo!~
Yahoo! My dream for NS is half-fulfilled!
Amidst this boring period of my trainee life, the golden announcement was made to brighten up my life-I am short-listed to be send overseas! I was ultra+totally+knnbccb damn elated to receive the news that the possibility of me being sent over to Starlight(code name for Taiwan given by SAF; probably one of the rare nice names given by the SAF) and hence, one step closer to my wife.
I began imagining all the nice things I can do there(after all the technical stuff la) like shopping, playing, eating and most importantly, stalk Hebebio chio bu.
But it didn't take long for reality to set in. Firstly, I'm only short-listed; I haven't passed the health checks and there is quite a lot of other people waiting to be sent overseas. Secondly, there is in fact, two other overseas bases, namely Thailand(my 2nd choice) and Brunei(my 3rd choice). Since Taiwan is so widely sought after by many other NSmen, chances of me NOT going Taiwan is pretty high.
That is so saddening. If I am being sent to Thailand that would've been disastrous. In Taiwan I can bio chio girls but in Thailand I'll be bio-ing at chio girls-who-possibly-used-to-be-boys! I'll be drown by all the Tom Yam soup and turn yellow with all those pineapple rice*! Oh the horrors!
But looking at the bright sight, since I don't speak Thai nor Malay(that's Brunei's native tongue? I remembered it was Bahasa-something), I'll be staying at base mostly if I ever get sent to either of these places, then I can save up quite a lot of money** with that $800-$1000 monthly allowance! Swee lah.
In fact, even if I did get sent over to Brunei, all I need is a spade to dig anywhere and I'll be having a few barrels of crude oil to sell for a hefty profit. Mm mm.
*I have no prejudices against, nor discrimination towards pineapple rice and Tom Yam soups. I offer my most sincere apologies to all Tom Yam soups and pineapples who may be offended.
**'A lot of money' as in relative to the current NSF pay, which is spherically-pathetic(meaning it's pathetic however and whichever way you look at it).
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Humans aren't the only species on Earth.
We just act like it.
My com is so amazingly lag that it stupefies me whenever it lags incredibly. Remarkable.
I have been a fairly happy technician at OETI until all the wu eh bo eh(hokkien for 有的没的) events start popping up. There is no glory even if we did win, in my opinion; in fact, there is that little bit of shame for me to mention it. Sigh~
Xuete
I don't understand Mother's Day. It's like Valentine's Day; why only this day? And my mum's birthday is coming like in... er, 3 days? I'm so screwed.
And i'm so screwed for the tomorrow's practical+theory test. Saturday remedial training, here I come~
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Some of you may be experiencing a problem with Blogger where the page is like jumbled up and some tools can't be used when blogging. It seems like a Singnet user problem rather than a Blogger problem. Follow these steps for Mozilla Firefox, I've tried them myself and it works.
As for Internet Explorer, the method I found didn't work so I didn't post it up. The other temporary method is to add a 2 in front of the address of the page you're having problems with, like for example, http://www2.blahblah.com.
Plus, I'm a little concerned about the impacts on having manual proxy settings since computers aren't really my area of expertise.
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I'm becoming more of a bastard nowadays.
I promise I'll be nicer. Er, I'll try to be nicer.
CCB!
One entire post gone. I am so gonna bombard Blogger with hate mails.
To add on to the damage to Blogger, I SHALL SEND MY PHOTO IN AS WELL KNN.
Out ah, out.
I am not that mean so as to despise or dislike stupid people. I'm not that smart anyways.
But it gets out of hand when stupid people try to act smart.
Ao ah, ao.
Wednesday With Wei Yuan(WWWY)
Tuesdays With Morrie didn't manage to inspire me as much as I thought it will partly because that's already quite I've been doing, surprisingly. My case, of course, is molecular compared to his but the aim and the way of doing it is really the same-to accept the reality and make the best out of it.
Though I must confess that if I were in his shoes I'll never do what he had done - giving to strangers what was most precious to him, his time. His bravery is beyond me; but I believe his way of living isn't.
A part of the book mentioned that the culture now doesn't allow you to feel good for yourself; instead it occupies you with other people's stories and most of the time, you miss out on your own life. So true! So many times I've watched movies depicting other people's lives and felt touched by it, yet as I look back at the movie of my own life, I see only bits and pieces and even those seemed sad.
But right now, I'm learning to do what Morrie mastered and one of skills is to let the negative emotions get to me for a bit; just a teeny winny bit so that I don't get carried away by the false emotion I created to make sure I don't waste my life whining away, then I let the emotions go and open the door to positivity. This is one of the ways to make the best out of the cruel reality.
On an entirely different note, I have the urge to spill out some deep thoughts of mine here. I feel that I've changed quite a bit. In the past, if I consider someone whom I dislike, or someone I classify as loser-ish and will infect me with it, I'll stay away as far as possible and not receive any form of help/gestures or anything that is related to the person at all. If the person approaches me, I'll just dao him/her.
But now, I'm around such persons(for the first time in my life, they're coming all together at once) and I'm not doing that; in fact, I entertain these people with a... mask, I guess.
Somehow, my eyebrows and awkward laugh has become my way of dealing with awkward situations and people-i-don't-like. Yes, eyebrows, as weird as it may sound. To others it's really a topic of ridicule(at least I'm brinking some laughter in, ahahahaz) but to me its my reaction when I'm uncomfortable.
Of course, it's not that I dislike you if I ever do the eye-brow thing on you, it really just means I don't know of any other way to react to your comment so I'll just raise my eyebrows and pray you don't continue. Or really just because I don't like you.
They say that the best friends are those you meet in BMT. My best friends are the ones who's been around since secondary school, and these are the people I never had to use my eyebrows or awkward laugh on.
I don't like this new me. Do I have a choice? According to Spiderman 3 I think I do.
I guess I just hadn't found it.
Harlow~
Blogger damn screwed up can? I have to use HTML scripts to write this entry.
If you have been watching TV lately, you would've noticed a certain herbal tea commercial that stars our very own local singing sensation, 阿杜.
Ok, maybe 'singing sensation' is exaggerating a little; how about whining sensation? He sings like his wife has left him, his daughter gave up on him, his parents went away, his friends abandon his, his government exiled him, his... whatever that makes a man wanna whine la.
At first sight this commercial seems normal; getting a celebrity to endorse the drink to capture attention, throw in a song to make it unique... Then something weird occurred to me. If it's a herbal drink, then its supposed to be soothing to the throat and removes 'heatiness' from the body right?
With dear 阿杜 singing in the background after drinking it, the message they are sending across is, "Drink it, and you'll sound like him".
Makes you wanna chiong to a store to buy and drink it to sound like him, doesn't it?
Swing along
"You want forgiveness?
Get a religion."
-Spiderman/Peter Parker
Note: Don’t read if you hadn’t watched Spiderman 3.
I guess keeping off movie reviews on magazines and newspaper and running away from people discussing the movie made S3 more engaging and exciting for me. S1 was refreshing, S2 was surprising (I never thought he’ll reveal himself so fast) and S3 is DAMN EMO. In fact, its so emo that I don’t think I can be crappy in this post now.
My thoughts on S3 would be it felt like a continuation from the first movie; revolving on the topic of gaining power, except that in S3 characters have more dimensions to them (And Kirsten Durst looked more chio sia). I wasn’t all that crazy on the CGI because most movies nowadays have fantastic CGI already.
I would have preferred a little more complication like drawing on the idea of power of Spidey’s influence on the public. But probably would’ve made the show into a Korean one(too draggy) and too GP-ish. I didn’t like Harry dying sia. I was a little worried when Harry said that he’ll die for his friends anytime out-of-the-blue, turns out he really did. Would’ve been so nice to have the trio living happily ever after lehz.
At the end of the show, when Venom was finally obliterated, I thought to myself, “Hmmm, Venom kills Harry, Spidey kills Venom with Harry’s pumpkin-bomb; revenge is sweet sia, ahahahaha…” and suddenly, a black gooish creature attached itself to me and started to consume me with vengeance! Thankfully, my phone rang and the creature had to disengage itself from me and instead, attack Delwynn who was beside me.
Too bad, Delwynn destroyed the creature with his aura of purification and the world was saved.
Shit. I thought I was supposed to be emo?
Xuete
I did a post about the Jurong Island fire and irresponsible elderly people, found it rather funny, then realise that it would be rather offensive to old people. Of course old people don't read my blog to be offended by the latter la but the former would've made me look like an insensitive bastard, which is really the opposite of my perfect, flawless and beautiful character.
So I guess that entry would stay as a draft forever. Or at least until I become a true insensitive bastard, which is not possible for a perfect, flawless and beautiful being like me.
A-hem.
Siao
I wanna watch Si-Bai-De-Man 3 lehz. So tough to get tickets.
Can you feel it?
Can you feel the impending disaster?
Can you feel the incoming assault?
Can you feel the inevitable downfall?
I believe you can.
It is none other than my monitor which has begun flickering.
Pray hard people.
Girly Man
Damn emo this past few days. Taking people's random comments very personally and really thinking hard if they were really right.
I always talk and grin about the slack training in BMT but the fact is I don't like that; I seriously wanted BMT to toughen me up but in Scorpion company that wouldn't happen. I can't possibly lie that Scorpion is quite tough so people wouldn't look at me like I'm a weak loser.
All I can do is just laugh and act happy about it. All the while, mocking at myself.
Now my vocation does the same thing. People don't know what we do, they just think its probably all slack as well; after all, S'pore where got so many stuff to repair?
And going by my character I'm just too lazy to explain to people. Besides, even if i tried they'll just think I'm trying to redeem myself by making a technician job out to be something great. Again, I'll always just laugh and agree when people say, directly or indirectly, that I just come NS to nua and waste time.
After all, hardly anyone listens to a lowly technician from the slackest company of School 2. I guess I'll just carry on being the clown that I am.
At least I'll feel a bit happier, even if it isn't real.
