9 DAYS!!!aaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

Well to keep in line with James' crap-but-not-that-crappy Theory of Blogposts, I've decided to post. No, I'm kidding. Who gives a shit about his theories! (Only Daniel and his theories are good, understand? In my opinion la... Sorry inside joke.)

The weathers perfect to stay at home and watch a romantic comedy with your girlfriend, both of you snuggling on the sofa. The storm has been brewing for some time already yet the clouds seem reluctant to release their juices. (BY THE WAY JENNIFER'S BODY IS OUT. TELL ME MEGAN-FOX-WAS-A-GUY AGAIN, and I'll really despise the way your brain performs. Really.) Sadly though, contrary to all the guesses, I'm not doing the above so... I'm just sharing the fantasy. Oh how I envy those people.

Cleared my combat shoot yesterday and came back with the usual sandfly/fuckfly bites. They always start to itch a day later. At least, I got my Marksman award and 200 bucks! =) Why =) and not =D? Because I just found out that I'm most likely going to pay for the loss of a small part of an equipment and the cost is more likely going to be in the hundreds. I won't believe it til they really deduct my pay. It will be daylight robbery on the part of my employers, but what can I do? I can't answer for the loss. I guess its God's way of sayin, "AHA! So u think u can buy an iTOUCH with that extra bit of money? NAH! EAT THIS!! WHOOHOOO!"

I want an iTouch. Finally. I know Nat and Tsam will scream "SWEATYFUCKINPALMS LEH!" but no, I can't take that as an excuse anymore!!! The thing is, my Ipod classic is still functioning well, so throwing in another 400 bucks to render my Classic obsolete/a reserve sitting on the substitute's bench is pretty irrational. Selling it is an option but I doubt I can get it at a price worth selling.(and FYI Serene has sweatypalms too so can you imagine? =P Morbid but true-I'M LOVIN THIS FACT HAHAHA) But I hope my Classic won't be reading this post and then submitting his resignation letter or worse still commit mp3suicide tomorrow. So if you're reading this and you're his friend, please, don't do it. Don't tell him.


A picture for picture's sake!

Cleared my closet. Its like a 7 year late AAR (after action review) for all my clothing man. I found familiar polo shirts and t-shirts that I use to wear long ago but have been 'subconsciously retired' into one corner of the closet. Nostalgia@clothrack. Clothes that I always see but have never felt it was worth wearing anymore. FINALLY, after months (or issit years. 2 years?) of procrastination, I've decided to remove the "I-will-never-wear-this-anymores" and also consolidated the others. I HAVE A LOT OF BASKETBALL JERSEYS OMG. BUT SO LITTLE TROPHIES NBCB! hahahahaha. Since Sec 1, so can u imagine. Home and away so 2 per year. 6 years means 12 sets already, and not counting random ones like the Armour Team jersey. LOL. Where have my basketball days gone?!?

And I've this sudden urge to just throw/sell/give away all the barang-barang that I have amassed all these years. Most of them are kept for keepsake after many self-clearings over the years but seriously now I'm thinking, whats that old pile of newspapers from London years ago gonna do for me? Other than being THERE when I rummage through my cupboard, they serve no purpose anymore. Those random stuff that I have refused to throw all this while now seem worthy of being removed. But that being said, I need to do it another day because clearing the closet was sian enough. LOL. ahhh, I said it.

I've been shitting liquid for the past 3 days, once per day. What is wrong? The only thing wrong I can think of is the BBQ I had 3 days ago, but ever since I've been eating simple, proper food at proper establishments. And it dosen't hurt at all, except the 30 seconds before they decide that they want to get outta my rectum immediately. And I go right into the toilet and release em' sludge and I'll be fine. Whats wrongg.

I'm going back to camp tml because theres a shortage of YSL to be safety officers. So I'm to get tml's leave paid back on Monday. Given a choice I'd rather not earn that extra monday's leave for tml morning's work cuz it just breaks my slacking momentum. HAHA. But come to think of it by Sunday night I will surely be happy that I don't have to book in on Monday.

17 days, ladies and gentlemen. Not as huge an event as a Commissioning Parade but on a personal basis it is like the best thing that is going to happen so far in this two years. LOL thats how much I want to reach ORD. A week left before we become YLs instead of YSLs. er... yeay! (YSL= young second lieutenant, if you don't know, peabrain. YES I'M CALLING YOU PEABRAINS WHATCHUGONNA DO?)

Its gonna be MAN U vs BEACHBALLLOSERPOOL this weekend!! Damn we gotta avenge our 4-0 defeat last season. But in this kinda match-up, form goes out of the window. This could well be the match for Liverpool to reverse their spiral. This season, champions league football is out of reach at home. Next season, unless i do sth about our pay tv package and get a damn mio service there won't be EPL even! NO WAY!

Koalala Lumpoh til Wednesday. "koalalalalalalalalalalalala~"

Finally read the book after first seeing it 80 years ago when I was -60 years of age. It is not a motivational book but more of one that wakes up your idea fiscally, and makes you think abt what you think. Then happily I googled the book online to find out more and the positive feelings all came crashing down when I read about how this book is bullshit. Haha.

John T. Reed's analysis of Robert T. Kiyosaki's book Rich Dad, Poor Dad

But the book does still make sense that Assets > Liabilities (duh uh to the luh) I'll go get a boob job to increase my assets!

Had our battalion run at West Coast Park just now. 41SAR running 4.1KM and the first 41 runners get 1 x chilled 100plus as a reward. LOL. I came in 13th, feeling discomfort all over. Very the unfit, this young lieutenant! haha. I wanted to push myself but I just couldn't and I figured out that I didn't want to die for a can of 100plus and pride for a simple run. Hence I slowed down and let runners overtake me. And I hated that feeling. Not because I'm a born champion/runner/winner anything. But I just hate people overtaking you when you know you could have been miles ahead of him if only you were less unfit. BUT ITS ORD MOOD. Can't blame myself can I!!!!!!!!! WHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO. hahaha.

After that Aaron fetched us and dropped us at Buona Vista MRT. The rush hour traffic and crowd were forming up and it was going to be the typical squeezy-shit-in-the-cabin evening. and then I realised my wallet was still in his car! By then he was on the expressway and I had to make my way to Choa Chu Kang MRT and wait for him (traffic jam) and then make it all the way back to Aljunied!! So I spent an HOUR detouring to CCK before I passed Buona Vista again towards home. FUCK. So much for feeling good that I can go home from BV instead of YEW TEE this lovely friday.

And this week I've had two incidences of clumsy fucktards on the train. Both have similar fucked-up non-automatic low-eq my-mother-didn't-teach-me-to-be-polite faces! Irks me. One was carrying a cumbersome bag. (fuckbag carrying a fuckbag!) He moved around as if we would get stimulated everytime his fuckbag brushes against us. (Myself and other commuters) He moved around as if his bag didn't exist. So there you are standing steady trying to take a breather by yourself in what ever way possible on the squeezy cabin and this fucktard brushes you once, turn around brushes you again, then squirms away, and COMES BACK, and as he stand next to you he brushes you every now and then. I almost thought there was a Candid Camera hidden somewhere to film my annoyance. But I KEPT MY COOL AND IGNORED HIM. what could I have done anyway? I can only blame his education. Who ever was responsible for educating him. Or maybe I can just call him stupid. Dammit. The other fuckbag the other time was with an equally fuckfaced mother, and they pissed off a lady, not me. I was just an observer. This not-very-skinny (FAT) boy was clinging to his mother (no wonder they share the same kind of face come on) and when he moves further into the cabin he DOSEN'T LOOK TO SEE IF ANYONE IS DIRECTLY BEHIND HIM. So the lady got BUMPED a couple of times and the look on her face was "omg why on earth did he do that?" Argh enough of fuckbags.

And when the call comes you simply forget all this and =)))

The little bird thats chirping in my balcony is seriously making my day. It is a tiny little noisy bird that has been hanging around the plant that my mother takes care of every day. Now it is jumping along my clothes line and chirping away. Why am I feeling so damn good? HAHAHAHA. Like, I'm so glad it found my balcony safe and worth visiting!! =DD oh and it just flew away. come back, bird.

Exactly a month since I've last posted! Now I'm less than than a month to ORD! TWENTY EIGHT DAYS to be exact. We are going to enter a new phase of our lives (JAN KIDZ), so how can we not be EXCITED? Though there won't be any parade or ceremony to highlight this significant milestone, and the world around us won't come to a standstill to congratulate us, it is going to be a DAMN GOOD FEELING to surrender the 11B and get back that pink card that symbolizes freeeedom. On that day, the canteen uncle will still sell his fried bee hoon. Training in the battalion as usual. NOTHING MUCH WILL CHANGE, except that a few of us will close a chapter in our lives and move on. I think its the only time a grown man will be so damn happy to be released from his employer and be unemployed.

I'm lookin through the classfied ads for the first time proper in search of jobs I can do post-ORD. I'm thinking of being an 9-5 office boy/admin clerk after hearing from a few friends in camp who've done it before. Relief teaching can be explored as well. I wanna try as many odd jobs I can during this period before Uni next year. And also, to really take this next few months to complete my Civilian Conversion Course. hahahaha.

Seems like its a must to make this announcement here. simply because this is my blog and and it concerns ME. I've been attached to Serene for a month and counting. It is just, =DDD. hahaha. WINKZ.