There are times when all you want to do is yawn and then shout "bleaaaaagh!".

And there are times when you do that and your mother scolds you.

I remember waking up outside my house when my mom and dad stepped on me in their hurry to go to work!

WTFMAX!

Before that, all i could remember is everyone getting two days off. Going home to sleep at 9 a.m. and then meeting the Plant boys at Zirca. Then then then then then I remember lots of fun and vomit.




That was my thursday. How was yours?

Small fish to big fish!

No longer small fish 'cause I POP loh!

Next milestone is ORD loh!




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Next milestone is officially promotion! HAHA apparently in operationally units, they practised NSF promotions which means I'm gna be a 2SG which also means $800 suddenly morphs into $1200++. I feel like a pufferfish now!

Somehow, waking up to run like mad to the beach is refreshingly.. enervating?

Maybe its the early hour or the lack of humanity. Or perhaps its the crisp tang of sea-salted air and unspoiled scenery of the rising sun that assaults the senses when you finally reach the beach. 

Party at Dbl0 was... classic birthday girl style.

Too much, too fast will always result in an earlier than planned RTU (which in Army-speak is return to unit a.k.a Balik Kampong)
On the bright side, I shamelessly made myself many many drinks while everyone was trying hard to socialise with each other amongst the various intersecting friendship circles of the birthday girl. Hence while people were conversing with people with loud ambient noise diluting conversation, I was busy diluting my perspective of the world.

Despite my very best efforts, I manage to talk to several people which wasn't so much of talking but more of defending..
my secondary school against a girl who somehow dislikes the instituition very much,
my body against three girls who are crazy enough when sober,
and my sanity from drunk people who are really quite exasperating yet funny.

Its quite funny how many people I know whose birthday falls in August. Went down to Clarke Quay to meet with some classmates whom I really haven't seen in quite awhile. It was really good to catch up with everybody and listen to the girls talk about university stuff. Despite the birthday boy's best efforts in trying to get himself drunk, cue drumming.. he remained sober. So it wasn't a birthday that ended with puking but still a memorable one nonetheless with G-max ride and Hooters girls.




Running high on adrenaline now. If only I can summon this type of feeling during Transformers next week.

Just realised I haven't been posting anything constructive here.. as a matter of fact, anything at all.

I was just thinking how much I miss being a student. It came to me slowly and silently, pretty much like how a vine slowly creeps up a wall and ends up as a part of the wall. Just like that, the feeling grew and grew. I guess it's probably drastic change in mental canvas that causes the nostalgia. Strangely suddenly all that was moaned about as a student seems so much appealing now.

Things such as waking up at 6 A.M. to catch the morning train to school. Jostling with other school kids and super early working people. Entering shopping malls and burrowing into random nooks and crannies to "study" with friends, to do serious revision before midterms, to desperately try to absorb last minute cramming in the dead hours. Finishing a what seemed to be dreary school day and head out to town with friends. To wander about aimlessly with studies at the back of your mind and the feeling of being totally free, young and invincible. Heading down to Macritchie for a mentally relaxing physically exhausting row after being pulverised mentally by History and its teachers. Trying to stay out of trouble and no doing a good job at it. The most important thing of it all, not having any personal responsibilities, or of any kind for a matter of fact.

I suppose we all have to grow up someday. Perhaps its much more growing up that a Singaporean male has to go through due to Army.

I do know that I miss having the psyche of a rebellious, ne'er do well student.
I do know that I miss having genuine caring friends of both sexes slog through lessons with me.
I do know I miss the freedom of a civilian.
I also do know that Army is yet another step in life.
 
Perhaps one day when we are all old we will recall our days as students with wry smiles, knowing it was but another time. But for now.. I wish I was back in that time.

Dad finally ordered MioTV which is something like cable except I don't have certain sports channels. But that is okay because I won't get to use Mio much anyway.

So ever since the MioTV guy came to install the modem and cable thing for MioTV, I have been spamming movies. Like seriously alot of movies. I watched about 27 movies so far which is really quite hardcore cause I'm surviving on 6 hour sleep everyday but that's okay! If we factor in the time I spend meeting Elaine everyday, maybe I can watch about 34? Lucky for me I'm going to N.S on Friday because when the bill comes in one month time, probably on a weekday, I will be far away from Sembawang because Dad will be angry, very angry! HAHAHA why? One movie rental costs $5.90, times 27 is ANGRY!

Nevermind, I already subscribed Serie A and ESPN sports through Mio to placate him but that's gonna cost more so it might be redundant!

HAHAHAHA! I'm sorry but I really like making my dad angry now because he very bad, gloat at my serving nation thing and suan me! Anyway the latest movie I watched is ALOT LIKE LOVE which is really quite nice so if you have Mio/cable go watch it. If you don't, go to tudou or anyother video sharing website and watch it. If you really want to watch and can't watch it no matter what means then come to my house... but only available on weekends.

Sigh, it's the last day I'm spending at home today! So much emotions :'/   

Shall tell my mother I really love her later. Okay tell my father also. My sister no need tell because she wasted my watching time watching some stupid movie that is freaking 3 hours long. I can watch 2 movies please. 

N.S is something that seems vaguely exciting, pleasantly promising and altogether enticing when you are suffering under the threos of pressure because you should be studying but you are merely masquerading or simply not altogether.

It is however, like a noose that slowly tightens when the pressure of an all important and dreaded exam is gone. 


FOUR MORE DAYS!    >:S


Woke up at 9.52 today and rushed to shower, change and leave the house by 10.00 to get a ride from my parents to church! Why are they always leaving without shouting at me to wake up and go church! Somehow I miss the days when Mom actually makes sure I'm awake and ready for church before 9.52. Anyway after church, we embarked on a little N.S shopping.

"eh you think this alarm clock or that one nicer?" ( I don't care as long as it wakes me up )

"eh I tell you ah you better not bring so many new underwear. I heard from ah ma, last time your uncle go N.S people steal his new underwear and replace with loose ones!"

"how many hanger you need?"
"the list wrote six"
"huh, so little, you bring more la."
"okay then gimme ten"
"why you need so much? you crazy ah?"

My mom is officially an auntie!
WTF!? I think my mother enjoys N.S shopping more than me and I think aunties should stop asking redundant questions.


Met up with the canoeists in the evening for dinner! Somehow I feel very happy when meeting up with all who toiled along with me, just like what Yiling said, "after canoeing season ended, CJ and life is just so aimless." I feel the same way too. CJ was like canoeing to me rather than college.

LITTLE NYONYA TMR! LAST TWO EPISODES!!

Mambo at Zouk on for New Year's countdown with the usual Mambo gang.

If only Elaine was there.. everything would be plus fun. But at least I got to meet her today although she abit the sleeping like a pig in my room, my bed so I have nowhere to rest my aching body.

On Tuesday, went to Sentosa with Catholic High x-country team. I don't know who organised this year's beach outing but the organiser is fucking imba. Seven generations of crossers came which is like fucking alot of people until we can play 11 v 11 soccer with 3 teams! HAHA DAMN FUN! come to think of it, I don't even know half the people who went because all of them came in when we left. My whole body is aching now because never train+grow fat+grow old versus young boys+iron lungs and muscles+infinite stamina is not a very good match! Frisbee we lose. Soccer we never lose. Volleyball we also never lose. Moral of the story, only in frisbee does running pwns all.

And HAPPY NEW YEAR EVERYONE.

My New Year resolution is to... be true to oneself.





9 MORE DAYS!!!! :O

My body-clock is really in a mess!

I'm always awake when everyone is asleep, and sleeping when everyone is awake. I guess that's because of the kinda hours I lead these days. Back during season I'll call it a SEDENTARY LIFESTYLE involving lots of ciggs and alcohol. Not that its necessarily bad but I always thought too much was not good. I suppose too much is in my life now.

Anyway, have really been a slob ever since school finished. Even before A's was over, I started slobbering around. Like seriously never study kind so I can kiss univ goodbye. Damn, I really dread results day. Back to the point about being a slob. I slept last night at three and woke up today at 6 P.M. Slob or not? Mom's nagging me to clean up/pack my books/clean my desk/air my smelly room before I enter army so I guess I'll do that this coming Sunday after going to church which I have not been doing for very long. Maybe that's why I didn't do so well in Nationals! :D

And so, to conclude, here's a mini tribute to the people I would miss when I enter army (in no order of preference).

CANOEISTS!



The thing about canoeists is that we are just so different from the rest of the school in terms of what we experienced and what we undergo. Everyone started at point zero, clawed our way up somewhere and tried to make an impact during nationals - for the school, for the team and most importantly for ourselves. I daresay we really trained the most and the hardest in the school because I've witness so many people break and leave. Seeing people leave one by one is fucking demoralising, especially as captain and I don't know where the heck you guys found the strength from to stay. When training so hard, its always the little things you remember. I will treasure the encouragement and shouts from every single one and seriously it is what keeps me going when things get tough. At the end of the day, canoeing really is a solitary sport. But what supports the individuals such as the single rowers is the team. I'll always remember really going beyond what I seriously thought was possible simple because K4 girls were so close to me. It is the team that makes me, thanks for tolerating my shit and anger, emoness, lame jokes, ridiculous training programmes and shouting even when you really were in mortal pain but I still told you to push. So to Cass, Yiling, Jane, Gav, Pee, Marilyn, Maine, Kelly, Hwa, Junkai, Angsheng, John and Hilmi, I hope the team has made as great an impact on you as it has on me. I will always remember the day we told Macritchie, CJCanoeists are no pushovers, entering for the sake of entering. CANOEING OUTING BEFORE THE 9TH?

CHURCHIES!



(sorry I couldn't find a photo of everyone because most of my stuff is in my CPU)

Hello! I think I've known you guys for a pretty long time. Even though people are everywhere now and rarely bother to meet up, I still value each and everytime we meet and take the effort to catch up! Especially the people (okay its Carmelita) who make the extra effort to contact everyone. I remember those days where we can literally meet for breakfast and spend the whole day together. The days when we would just chill in the heartlands aimlessly and yet enjoy each other's company immensely. It would be this memories that I'll take with me into the army also. Well, I hope everyone just realises what a precious thing we have here and not slowly let the friendship slip away because of us growing up and growing commitments. So, angie, andrew, olsen, brenda, claire, taaa, shawn and josh. Its time we all met and talk and hang out because if not now, it will be never.

CLASS!



Ah, there really alot you can say to people who endured your shit for two years. More so to people who harboured ill feelings to you because of girls! :D but essentially, college would not be college without all of you guys! I really enjoyed seeing how everyone grew into ladies and gentlemen from the mere boys and girls we were in 2007. To my class of 2t04, I'm really sorry we will never be cohesive and super-tight in CJ speak but you were a fun bunch to be around at the very least. Here's to a happy time in univ for the ladies and a happy time in army for the guys.










Other than that, all my other random friends, my apologies. I will miss you in your own unique ways. Most importantly, the unit which I always fail to give credit is my family. Its quite frightening in the least to think about how I am going to spend large portions of the next two years not seeing them. (Miss Cheong you under family okay? Don't be angry or upset :D )

Christmas is about giving and loving.

9 P.M mass in church, super crowded (had to stand throughout mass because my family was late). Mom had stomachache, Dad had problems kneeing down on the hard floor and my sister kept asking if we wanted to go for the 12 P.M mass. In the end, we endured the one hour of standing, small boys walking to and fro and incessant coughing (okay la, I know my coughing damn irritating).

Met with a super big group of people at Clarke Quay with only a single connection which is taaaa who knows everyone there. Wanted to go to Butter Fact but fuck Butter Fact and their age policy. Changed plans and wanted to Rebel instead but fuck cover charges at Rebel (thirty plus... might as well go Mambo Jambo Ho ho ho) so in the end, we ended up at Yellow Jello which is fucking RAD because they kinda play Mambo songs/have a live band that dishes nice songs/nice uncle waiters and best of all, NO COVER CHARGES DURING HOLIDAY SEASON!

Along the way, I bumped into many people such as Miss Elaine Cheong who clubs with her girlfriends and then get angry at me for going out with my friends. Nevermind, she came to Yellow Jello in the end to...... I have no idea. Anyway she seemed happy dancing with her friends in Yellow Jello and I was quite happy cause I could literally keep my eye on her and no boys pawing her! Har Har! Saw Desmond from Canoeing, met Camille+Phebe and friends (always seeing them together everytime I go out which means... THEY HARDCORE) and really alot of people who pick up disgusting habits like drinking and smoking! Sorry, I feeling very righteous cause I drank very little and never smoke yesterday! :D

Today would be baking at home with Miss Cheong and then nice dinner with my family+her.

So I conclude, Christmas is not about giving but loving and spending time with family, friends and that special someone............. who made my day at Yellow Jello - Mr Waiter! :D Hands up all who thought I would say E_____! HAHAHAHA, okay la she more special!

MERRY CHRISTMAS!

I've just watched "Secret" and the story is awesome yet heart-wrenching.

Hello Miz Cheong, if you're reading this go watch it some day okay! Very nice to watch, and I bet you definitely cry since you easy cry-baby! 

My days now are spent counting down. I don't wake up with a vague sense to enjoy myself but rather with an impending sense of doom? Maybe not doom, but just rather bad feelings of leaving everything behind and beginning life in green (quite like Catholic High don't you think?) and on a smaller island that does not start with the letter 'S'.

Anyway have been coughing for more than a week since the cough affliction refuses to go. Hope it leaves by New Year. Okay Merry Christmas to all!



HAHAHA FLOWER GIRL! (:

unrequited love can be a bitch.

and all my ailments are gone, except the persistent cough. !@#$%^&*()ASDFGHJKL

fuck!

Post-A's is seriously slack.

I can do nothing and everything everyday man. I can wake up whatever time I want, on my laptop anytime, play a game anytime, go back to sleep when I want to, go to gym, watch a movie, waste away my time in any way, go for supper and go to sleep anytime. Or not sleep and club every day. Super slack.

Mambo at Zouk today was damn slack also. I didn't dance, just kept drinking and then went to NUS hostel with super drunk Taaaa. Journey back there was damn slack also because she kept talking shit. Actually now also still talking shit. Damn, taking care of people is quite tiring.

Elaine Cheong where is you now. I rather you take care of me than me taking care of other people! Sigh, miss much!

Tomorrow I shall go to gym and prepare for N.S!

PROM WAS EATING FAST AND EATING FIRST WITH AHPIE!

and then many pictures!



hello, all you people who endured countless tutorials with me (:


Brother Paul Brother Paul Brother Paul!


IG 6 Facils!

HTHTF! although here abit the tension!

Finally,

CJC Canoeists 07/08! (\/)



And to end it off, favourite guys team pose!

HAHA! Oh well, I think that picture is quite funny in a morbid-humorous sort of way.

Anyway that's not the main point of blogging. As the hours tick by, I grow increasingly aware that with the dawning of this coming Monday and the passing of the fifth hour of noon, I WILL BE FREE.

Free from the trappings that is suppose to educate me. What do I care about economics really? Is the understanding of how a normalcdf works going to help me escape a parking fine. But literature and history, I can tolerate because at the very least it is interesting! Anyway Monday marks the coming of the end of uniformed education. Perhaps, hopefully a non-uniformed but "uni" something education? Don't want to say it for fear I jinx my little chances.

Post-A's kicked off for me before A's ended which may cause me guilt and regret later on but for now, l'll just enjoy the evening of good humour, dark beer and fun company plus the unhealthy vices that traumatised the innocent me!


thinking about Poe's intentions behind FOTHOU


still thinking..


thoughts slowly drifting


oooooh, enticing ember liquid


thoughts don't really play an important role now


this is what I meant about the vices, you get instanteous spasms leading to strokes






HAHAHAHA, so this is what they meant when they said a picture paints a thousand words. Much funnier than the daily comic strips in Life! don't you think?

POST-A's PLANS

1. Get tanned so I don't look like a homeboy that every self-righteous ball-busting sergeant likes to pick on.
2. Go canoeing as much as possible before I don't know anyone in the team, or Macritchie.
3. Go to the gym with ahpie (humongous titties for NS push-ups)
4. Go overseas with canoeists. (THAILAND, Bangkok, Patpong to satisfy Hwajie and his tranny tendencies)
5. Go overseas with family. (this one more like my mother's plans)
6. Go overseas with dumpling! (THIS ONE... :D)
7. Go overseas with churchies. (this one... must rob bank already)

So obviously I require alot of money for numbers four to seven. Hopefully I get sponsored for all, especially Thailand with the boys! Now for some more not so ambitious plans.

i WANT TO play lode runner, violin, chess, guitar, online games, offline games, physical games, soccer, basketball, badminton, tennis anytime whenever I want. I want to explore Singapore, sleep in a tent, watch the stars, lay on the pier, listen to the waves, go on the flyer (apparently it sucks?) and just be happy.

BUT so much to do and so little time. Sigh, January O January, wherefore art thou January, deny thy calendar and refuse thy name. I rather thee be February for by then thee would be dying of boredom and wishing for schedules again.


Mhm back to BNW and HMT!

Four more days....... into the maelstrom we go.

Please let twenty-fourth arrive sooner, and then after that its party till 9th of Jan then I'll be going to serve the nation!