STEAMboat
"既然没有人爱, 那就该学着爱惜自己."
-'天涯侠医' 对白
If that's the case then at the rate I'm going I'm gonna be a total narcissist sia.
Friday we had a fantastic steamboat over at Xiu Ming's house in celebration of Kok Mun's impending doomdeparture. It was kinda stressful eating steamboat while sitting next to the Highness of Suaning, but I managed to snap some photos.
The food was sumptuous particularly because it was Xiu Ming's parents' treat.
What a spread~
XM's mom kindly laying out the stuff while some people only know how to 抢镜头...
Kok Mun is, obviously, the centre of the celebration for the night.
Despite him looking slightly disturbed in the pic above(for obvious reasons), he really is quite happy, because he gets to do his all-time favourite past-time:
COLOURING!
The colouring is actually part of the decoration for Sin Kuan the Designer's generous present to him, which is a photo album(the one they're looking at below) for Kok Mun to weep at when he gets to Taiwan.
Shortly after they humiliated me by asking me to colour a page too and then laughing at me(one day thou shall kill them I swear on Wei Liang's head), we headed home separately.
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Following day I headed down to Beach Road to buy stuff. Actually I didn't had to, but some joker by the name of CRIST WONG C B took my helmet netting and absconded to Brunei, rendering me hapless for my upcoming rifle shoot.
Ok fine it's not his fault.
I just needed someone to kao bei about and the person must be one who cannot argue back one.
Er
哦, it's 3A.M already!
Anyway, here's a funny vid for those who are stressed out(for whatever reasons). Start from 01.54.
This, apparently, was deleted from Stepehn Chow's Kungfu Soccer. For good reasons.
This is so farnie that I laughed and couldn't breath properly for a few minutes. Start from 00.30.
Ciao~
Mother Teresa
I read the article on Time magazine about Mother Teresa and... wow, I don't think I've never felt more strongly about this charitable person.
I've known Mother Teresa's deeds and the wonderful things she's done, and because I knew she did that due to her love for God, I just felt that she is loyal and loving, nothing much; but realising that she's done all that while facing the obstacle of doubt in the existence of her God, I think I really need to bow down to this heroine.
Of course I'm not saying she is nothing much, she is whom I can never be like and did what I can never accomplished, it's just that relatively speaking, my admiration for her before and after reading the article has a large difference.
The article talked about the fact that Mother Teresa has in fact, spent more than 50 years without sensing the presence of God even though she has been singing her praises for God all the way to the public.
I am willing to suffer... for all eternity, if this[is] possible.
She said that...
Oh. My. Mother Teresa.
Scary post
I know it sounds kinda sad but I've really gotta used to being by myself during festive seasons; I've even come the point where getting during during the festive seasons don't feel necessary at all.
My way of staying this way is by telling myself that I still have regular outings with my buddies; so what if they aren't with me during these 'special' events.
For me, the only 'special' event I would really want everyone to get together would be the day I die(don't worry it's coming woot~), as cynical as that sounds; I've lived pretty much alone.
I don't want to die alone.
PS: I'm not suicidal. No beautiful girls around me ma.
PPS: The PS is a joke from the lyrics of the Sean Kingston song lah, if you didn't get it.
Idiot
I was watching the news just now and there was one report that said that in 2015, a new hospital will be built in Western S'pore.
The 1st thought that came to my mind was, "Wah good, next time wanna go hospital no need go too far liaoz."
CHOY. I almost slapped myself for thinking that sia.
Argh
My final Dental FFI(which is supposed to certify whether I'm fit or not) has been cancelled again, and this time, I'll have to book an appointment somewhere else by myself.
The dental assistant said that since I'm being re-posted, I'm no longer under their control, hence I should go somewhere else.
I'm pissed; why wouldn't I be when they've postponed this for 3 times before telling me this? But there's nothing I can do or argue for because I'm just a private. Not to mention that if I were the assistant, I'll probab;y do the same thing to get some pressure off my shoulders(from what I know, clerical vocations or anything paperwork related aren't as easy as I, or anyone else for that matter, originally thought).
See, the thing about army is that it's pretty much like the working world. You've got no accomplishments(in the army it's the rank, outside it's your position), you've got no say. It's not like school whereby you can proudly proclaim that you're the country's future pillar and so, complain about every and any thing and get what you want(or rather, most of time).
I don't think I've said this to anyone besides Wei Liang before but personally, I've never looked forward to life after 'A' Levels ever since secondary school because it means I'll have to grow up. Not that I'm really childish before, but life as a teen when school teachers and parents still protecting me is too good for me to want to give up.
The Army showed me things out of my perspective; it surprised me even though I knew I'll be surprise when I start to see the world for what it really is. For now, I think I have a lot to learn about the working world. The politics, back-stabbing and means(good or bad) of getting to the top...
The Army's the perfect place to start.
Stayover X2
Had stayover again at Kok Mun's house, but this time nothing much was done because some legendary hero showed up late.
The following day was more eventful. The 3 of us set out for another of Rubbish's member, Kai Quan's house to celebrate his birthday. And I must add on that his birthday was 2 months ago. Apparently the other 2 of them was infected by my amnesia.
We reached his house to find him scantily-clad and a bit dodgy; we speculated he was doing some sneaky business in his room and we were right! He was playing Dota with AI. So sneaky sia.
He should really be surprised, because no one ever celebrates someone's birthday 2 months later.
The birthday boi~
And if we weren't creative enough to celebrate birthdays 2 months later, here's something more creative:
WHO SAYS CANDLES MUST BE AT THE TOP OF THE CAKE?
Muahahahahaz. And it doesn't just stops at that.
WHO SAYS BIRTHDAY MUST SING BIRTHDAY SONG AND YOU CANNOT CUT THE CAKE IN THE MIDDLE?
Damn we're good.
After which we went back to JJ for some serious business, the JJ Alumni Night. The place brought back much memories and Kok Mun and Wei Liang relived some of their happy memories together.
Matching bags...
It was no wonder that the both of them fall in love once again...
The look of love...
And they even had fun together!
Loving~
Happily ever after~
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Ok enough of the bullshit. Here's something real that happened.
As we waited for the meeting to begin, I bought a cup of teh from the vending machine. And before I took the cup out, Wei Liang asked me to buy a cup of 'anything' for him.
Obviously, he met 'anything' in the literal way and not the new drink, so the evil(or should I say, normal reaction) in me wanted to buy something weird, like coffee without sugar or something like that. But somehow; I think it was Mr Koh's never-dying spirit, I actually didn't do that.
Being the genius I am, I absent-minded-ly put the coins in and ordered 100 Plus.
The result was one empty cup on top of this cup of VERY sweet-tasting teh.
And did I mention it was gassy too?
PS: No, Wei Liang and Kok Mun are NOT together, in case you really believed me. Wei Liang and I are together now.
Stayover
I didn't want to join the JJ Alumni dinner organising committee but I didn't wanna miss out when everyone of them are in. A chance for me to get some exposure to such events isn't that bad afterall.
I'm a little worried about the meeting on Sat night though, don't know why.
Alright, last week Wei Liang and I went to Kok Mun's house for stayover, which isn't the first time, but we did something rather different; we cooked ourselves supper.
Or rather, they cook I watch.
Initially, we wanted to SPAM the food with cheese,
but apparently, Kok Mun HATES cheese(how can anyone hate cheese?) to the extent that he wanted to stab Wei Liang in the back to kill him.
Da' look of vengeance.
Thankfully, I was there to appease Kok Mun by saying that there are others more worthy to die by his hands.
The main course(for supper HAHHAZ) was Teriyaki Chicken, so obviously we needed a chick...en, so Wei Liang the gourmet expert(in other words, glutton) went about the excavation of the chick...en's internals.
Using what he is best at: violence.
After which he seasoned the chick...en with teriyaki sauce, which gave the chick...en a look that wasn't exactly the most appetizing.
Added effects to make it look worse.
The dessert, Or-Ni(yam paste), wasn't any better either.
Like... vomit.
But the chick...en and Or-ni turned out fantastic and we ended up fighting over the chick...en; the fight was so intense that Wei Liang was mortally wounded. Here's bad the damage was:
Ugly green tone to suit his ugly-coloured shirt(i have something against green).
The food-hunt we went on the following day was too much of a failure to speak about. The shops were either closed or was mediocre in terms of food standards; I think the only good food I had was this tutu kueh.
Alright, that's about all. Oh, there's something else.
As a follow-up to the hilarious video of him blowing a fish, here's another one of Wei Liang fondling a chicken.
Enjoy~
Beard
I'm a little tipsy right now having just returned from Cuscuden for drinking. But I'm still very much in the right mind for blogging, though my eyes can't exactly focus.
One thing I realise about beer is that it really unleashes the man inside a guy. Even the usual guai-guai guys would start to bio chio bu as xiong as I do normally, which is quite a feat.
Today at Cuscuden was a lot of ang moh chio bu. I was, as per usual, sitting at an unfavourable position(I'm either back-facing the chio bu or the chio bu back-facing me, as what always happens) and hence, the only faces I get to see are the ones of my turret mates following the chio bu.
How jealous I was; wishing that I had sat in their position instead of mine because wanting to see the chio bu means turning around and that is extremely obvious; I have a righteous reputation to uphold(in front of girls at least; you know, the usual hypocritical 'pattern' from guys wanting to look good in front of girls) you see, hence I can only look straight.
*sigh* The Caucasian mixed-blood girl really very chio leh. *shakes head*
Random
Rainie's new song is weird, act-cutesy, a bit irritating and I FREAKING CAN'T GET IT OUT OF MY HEAD.
And I'm not even irritated by this; in fact, I'm occasionally humming it.
Someone save me please.
So, Survivor is going to China.
I think they only went to China now because they needed a place which has a water source that the cast can drink and still stay alive.
I *heart* my com~
I've been using this Pentium 3 computer for 5 years already when kids now are using computers about 4 generations ahead.
I've been using this Pentium 3 computer for 5 years which is running on Windows XP- kids now are using Windows about 4 generations ahead - when the sticker on my computer says clearly, 'Designed for Windows 98, ME'.
I'm using Windows Live Messenger, which is meant for kids using computers about 4 generations ahead, when the sticker on my 5-year-old Pentium 3 computer says clearly, 'Designed for Windows 98, ME' .
I should really forgive myself for not having the mood to go online because using Windows Live Messenger, which is meant for kids using computers about 4 generations ahead, when the sticker on my 5-year-old Pentium 3 computer says clearly, 'Designed for Windows 98, ME' causes the computer to use a phenomenal amount of resources and hence, lags like hell.
PS: On account of me making this highly difficult post(try doing the same thing and you realise long, logical English sentences are hard to create), forgive me for not making good on my previous promise. I'm too lazy lah.
Update
Totally shagged.
Had CO's Parade on Friday morning and got screwed for nothing; went for blood donation which was SOOO much better than my first time(when the nurse did the needle-go-wrong-place stunt) and got half-day off.
After which we had stayover at KM's house, but I didn't sleep much(more than my usual but hardly enough to satisfy my body's need after losing 450ml of blood) and even read Mitch Albom's For One More Day in record time of TWO HOURS.
And I must digress a bit here to say I absolutely love the book. Personally, I like the way the protagonist's mother had brought him up; makes me have this thought that next time my wife must also be that good. I gotta admit towards the end there were a few times I was holding tears back; nothing touches me more than the love that mother's have towards their children(and vice versa).
Then we went for makansutra, which I am too tired to blog about and will do it (probably) tomorrow.
Ciao~
Sian ji pua.
I WAS THE ONE WHO WANTED TO GO OVERSEAS SO BADLY!
In the end, I didn't get to and everyone around me is going. Wth? My hopes are AoE spells ar? Na bei.
I should be careful man. If I ever get suicidal everyone around me are going to kill themselves.
Damned
I wanna watch Stardust!
It is downright devastating to know that the rumours of a nude Vanessa Hudgens photo is confirmed to be REAL.
Xuete man. I hadn't watch High School Musical 2 and I don't think I'll want to.
All the goody image is gone. How stupid can she get sia?
Anyway, been really lethargic recently since my gastric problem came. And I don't really know why; obviously lack of sleep isn't the reason since I've always lacked sleep so there's no reason for me to be tired only now, I've got off coffee so that shouldn't be it.
I think I'm dying.
Update
6 years since a Taiwanese girl-band with a cheesy band name called S.H.E was born. 6 years since the plane crashed into the WTC. 6 years ago I was just a young and naive boy.
Time flies and damn I wish time can rewind.
A conversation between a friend & me in camp earlier today:
Me:*seeing a certain person standing in the queue for regulars waiting for ferry bus* He's a regular? But he so blur-cock how can be regular?
Friend: *rolling his eyes* Er, your logic is flawed...
Geddit?
Anyway, a course-mate of mine received his overseas posting recently. He's leaving at the end of this month. Damn short notice lah, how inefficient the SAF can get sia. Sending someone away under such short notice. 12 FMD(my previous unit) is in for some trouble; now they're having only 2 people, at most 3, supporting the School of Armour, by the end of the month they're left with one.
GG. Hope they don't manage to come up with a way to pull me back.
My stand
I'm always tittering on the edge on believing in the existence of God. In my mind, all rational arguments points to the facts that He doesn't and I believe in that; but when I think of things such as luck I can't help but to think that there may just be a divine being who's giving me a chance.
I realise I believe in one because I, for some reason, started to sort out the events in my life that HAPPENED to me, and events that I MADE to happened. Somehow, doing that doesn't give full credit to a God(like, 'he's the one who gave me everything...') and in a way, puts me very much in charge of my own life and this makes me more susceptible to having a God in my heart.
Events that happen to me is like being placed in a school, meeting certain people who helped in; events caused by me would be like my A levels results.
Yes, I know there's the argument that it is because of the events that God presented to me that allows me to make certain things happens, so essentially, it is still God who made me who I am and what I have. But if I hadn't done what I did, I wouldn't have what I have now and that is entirely up to me isn't it?
He presented the chance to me, and I make the choice to make use of it. I think I understand now.
I still highly question the act of praying to Him though. Is it a way of saying our thanks? If He is as benevolent as we think He is, would He care so much as to whether we say the prayers? Compared to saying all those prayers, I'd like to think that He prefers us to express our gratitude by making full use of our time and chances He gave which is a more practical way.
Then again, I'm judging Him by my mortal standards am I?
The church, books, scriptures, temples. All these just seem so shallow and somewhere at the back of my mind I distrust all these for the very people who run and wrote all these.
But I don't think I'll have any problem in trusting in a God.
PS: I'm not referring to Christianity in any ways, good or bad. People have a habit of linking to Christianity(due to it being more 'popular' I guess) when I bring up topics of religion. In fact, I might say that Christianity is one religion I distrust the most.
Guard duty DONE!
This is a video of two men with lungs of steel
The old guy with a higher hairline than mine is 黃大炜，who used to be a famous singer back during our parent's era; in fact, you might even recall hearing the song they are singing some-when during your childhood.
The younger guy is 林宥(you4)嘉, a contestant of this Taiwanese singing contest called 超級星光大道, basically the equivalent of our Project Superstar but the standard is about 27,000,567.657483 times better than ours. In fact, anyone from the top five of 超級星光大道 would be good enough or better than our previous champions.
I think if they ever show Project Superstar in Taiwan it would probably be branded as a comedy.
WOOT!
He definitely won't see this but my condolences to Luciano Pavarotti. For someone who sings opera famous enough for even ME to know him, he's a great man.
He probably won't see this too but HAPPY BIRTHDAY LYOE!
This is the EXACT same cheapo watch that went to Hong Kong with me but I forgot to take back with.
This is the cheapo watch which Lyoe sent over back to me(since he was sending SK some things) before he left for US.
This is the cheapo watch which has stopped ticking, rendering it worthless as a watch, but priceless as a memento.
Ridiculous!
Just went for a haircut and I'm about 90% sure that I'm BALDING.
This is kinda depressing; already so ugly and now I'm balding, CAN LIFE GET ANY UNFAIR?
Thankfully, I've been ugly long enough and since I'm now in the army, most of the time I'm around men, so I'm not that concerned about looks. Yet.
However, I'm sure that my optimism about my looks will definitely break down if in the future, a girl rejects me with the reason that I'm ugly and balding. REALLY!
So this is a call-out to all girls-whom-I-may-fall-in-love-with:
PLEASE only use either the reason that you have someone else in mind or that I'm a bastard to reject me. At least I'll be less sad because I think I'm being rejected for a reason which I can improve on.
This is so ridiculous.
The sickness unto Death
"In relating itself to itself, and in willing to be itself, the self rests transparently in the power that established it."
I do not believe that someone without faith in a God will lose himself. In being unaware of a God, is it true that in the one, the individual will despair? Why must 'the power that established it' be a divine being and not yourself?
When faced with seemingly impossible challenges, if someone overcomes these challenges, wouldn't one be denying themselves the credit by saying that the triumph is work of a God? Isn't the triumph the result of your work?
Just some random question I have while watching Neon Genesis Evangelion: Death, a movie-length summary of a rather old but 'legendary' anime which I'd watched back in Sec 1; it's legendary because the storyline of the anime was revolutionary. Now i understand why I couldn't understand the show back in Sec 1 because even now, it took me a while to recall the show and get a grasp on certain core contents in the show, particularly Instrumentality.
At least now I know why the certain organisation wants to make humanity into one big boiling pot of liquid called LVL.
And I think I've got a bit of the Hedgehog's Dilemma(the notion that the closer two beings come to each other, the more likely they are to hurt one another; however if they remain apart, they will each feel the pain of loneliness) too.
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Recently I've come to know that Sigmund Freud is actually VERY famous when it comes to the fields of psychology. It's kinda surreal because the first time I came across this name was due to Project Work(and I have something to say about it but not now cuz it's kinda out-of-place) in JC and I simply took the name and said that he was famous without knowing if he really is.
Turns out he's got quite a few famous ideas like Death drive which freaks me out, the Freudian slip which is kinda funny, Dream interpretation and the concept of the ego, super-ego and id(which I'm intrigued by and MUST read up on).
Damn tyco sia. If he wasn't famous I probably would've caused the PW team to fail. LOL
I need a life.
I'm a bit peeved now because I have to do Saturday guard duty this week, when the list printed in bold print I was doing 'NIGHT GUARD'. I already heard plans for Bukit Timah Hill climbing and looking forward to it lah, turned out it's not only night-time duty but a full-day one.
Damn stupid can? Whole day duty and they called it NIGHT GUARD. The SAF needs re-education on the definition of 'NIGHT' man.
THAT or a better dictionary of course.
Hey Gorgeous
I hadn't laughed at a local variety show for such a long time already. And NO, it is not the Jack Neo show, the show is below mediocre. It is actually Channel U's 'Hey, Gorgeous', where the host goes to schools to look for the school hunks and belles.
Why was I laughing?
Basically, when the hosts sets out to look for the 3 male contestants who got the highest amount of votes, they got quite a bit of a surprise. First guy turned out to have such delicate skin and 'cute' image that he would've given my technician course's Mohawk friend a run for his money.
Third guy was normal but obviously overestimated himself. But it was the second guy who was da bomb.
He said he looks like Aaron Kwok.
& 
Erm...
How should I put it?...
A-HA! That's like making this equation:
= 
Now you get my point.
Random again
I'm standing right in front and you don't even know I love you.
I like the way different pictures allows one to be creative about the interpretation of the picture. Like how ponzi always have those pictures where you simply can't give an exact interpretation or one that you think is 'correct'.
I think the same thing should apply for movies too; allowing viewers space for imagination.
Monday's coming again! Zzz.
Radnom
You're way too beautiful girl, that's why it'll never work. You'll have me suicidal, suicidal~~
That's random. And my mom and sister are off to Taiwan. Damn envious.
I wanna go Taiwan too leh. But no hope of overseas posting le.
ＡＮＤ I'M BROKE.
So random.
