Sunday, August 27, 2006
AHM
Today was the Army Half Marathon. It wasn’t fun waking up at 3 in the morning just to participate in a run that probably reflects how ugly Singaporeans can be. ( okay, maybe it was worth it )However, booking in to camp the evening before at 7 pm to ensure that we have adequate rest wasn’t fun. Neither was it a smart move. Mainly because none of us in 5 SIR slept at the “prescribed” timing. Many things occupy the busy schedule of the SP personnel. A few watching videos, a few chatting on the phone and a HANDFUL casually asking a certain girl named Samantha, personal questions like “Are you shaven?”
And me, I would have been the most obedient soldier if not for a holographic girl named Simulation One, for short, Simone. ( I prefer to spell her name as SiMoan ) wadeva.
Anyways, to Training Branch, it is possible to complete the half marathon in under 2hr 45 mins with less than 3 hours of sleep. Tested and Proven by David, JunRong and me.
And just as I was about to sum up this entry, Zamir came online on MSN. His msn picture was taken with someone in my “Just Normal Assholes” list at the AHM. It is time I put away all those minor disputes and concentrate on the long route ahead.
I hereby elevate his status to the “Very Normal Assholes”.
ciaoz
Sunday, August 20, 2006
A Vulgar Post
For all perverts out there, here's one webpage that is pretty funny...http://www.beersex.net/
and i just love this one....
http://www.beersex.net/pictures/girls/condi/
I voted 30!!
Here's something i found on the web, a bit vulgar but still, enjoy~
A sadist, a masochist, a murderer, a necrophile, a zoophile and a pyromaniac are sitting in the garden of a psychiatric hospital.
With nothing to do and completely bored the sadist says: "Why don't we torture a cat?"
Then the zoophile says: "Yeah, we'll torture a cat and then we'll f*** it!!!"
The murderer agrees, "We'll torture a cat, f*** it and then kill it!!!"
The necrophile says "We'll torture a cat, f*** it, kill it then f*** it again!!!"
The pyromaniac goes, "We'll torture a cat, f*** it, kill it, f*** it again and then set it on fire!!!"
There's a sudden silence and they all look at the masochist and ask: "You not saying anything???"
The masochist smiles and says: "Meeeoww"
Thursday, August 10, 2006
A moment of fleeting success
Annually, we have this little celebration to mark our little country's birthday. And every single year, the little parade never fails to inject contagiously huge amounts of patriotism into my system.This year, no different.
Halfway through watching the parade on TV, I had a sudden urge to do something for my beloved country. To perform for her, to protect her, to support her. Heck! Whatever that will bring her status one level up.
Than came the crazy, taking over the world plans (at that moment of time, it sounded perfectly sane and achievable) that will put Mojo-jojo out of business and the Powerpuff girls hailing me as their new master.
To be a little less vague, the plan involves me becoming a world-recognize super-hero who saved all humanity from total annihilation by big, ugly, green aliens wielding weapons that makes the home-made SAR21 look puny and cute.
Than all of the sudden, I remembered the heart-warming song that Project Superstar's Chen Wei Lian belted out for the country. Title of the song is "Xiao Ren Wu De Xin Sheng",
I resumed munching on my Lays' Potato Chips and doing what I do best. Providing materials ( by the molecular level) to an age-old, natural process called Photosynthesis.
Hey, every little bit counts right?
ciaoz
Wednesday, August 09, 2006
here's something retarded....http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pv5zWaTEVkI&eurl=
Tuesday, August 08, 2006
Scouts + Time = Exposure
Here's a short entry specially dedicated to the scouts who googled out my blog. Sorry, but you do not get a trophy for your display cabinet by showing the world, the many wonders of the internet. Bravo! Brava!If you guys are looking for pretty ladies in skimpy bikinis, visit Hakim's site ( a thousand apologies to him )!
OR!!
Just give me 3 years to master Photoshop ( yes, it will take me that long ) and I will give you dudes a ass-huggin' Tag with Pamela Anderson’s boobs!
Deal?
Monday, August 07, 2006
The One with the Quick Post
Brigade side will be having their stock take next week, so encik asked me to go down to have a look. J.M’s place really sibei cannot make it. The place is like the aftermath of a mini tornado. But he is aware about the current state of the store and also, somewhat deranged (can use this word?) by it. Hope everything turns out fine.Found out today that quite alot of things happened on the day of my COS duty. Apparantly, some weird lady was literally shaking the gates. For what reasons, only she will know ( or maybe not since she must be crazy to be creating trouble at a army camp ). Than there was also a suspected attempt to break into my camp. The top of a fence near the Portsdown gate was pulled downwards ( like some GIANT feet was stepping on it ). And I only found out today, 2 days after my duty.
Tomorrow will be the eve of the Nation’s birthday but still have to go back camp to attend some National Day Speech or something like that. It is times like this when a handy smoke grenade will be put into good use. Wahahaha… And I might get a half day off tomorrow too! Yeah!
ciaoz~
Tuesday, August 01, 2006
E.C run
Today was shag. But let's start from yesterday =)Monday:
The first news I receieved when I reported to camp was that I would have to stay in. But only after the regular specs ( those that signed on with the army ) comes in, which is 'round end of August.
J.M was the COS again. Went down to accompany him for dinner at 1730, than missed the portsdown ( backgate ) timing, so decided to stay-in. Those who watched the show "Superband" this evening must have heard one of the band members saying that "only the cream of the crop goes to become a medic or 'something else.'" That's total bull! We were laughing our heads off when we heard that. To lie on National TV! God... Someone correct his mistake. Yes it's true that being a medic isn't as easy as it seems to,( with all the needles and rectum probe ) but definitely, the best do not become a medic, maybe a medical officer. BUt never a medic.
Stayed till round 2215 than went back to bunk. Surprised to see everybody knocked out except for this malay guy talking on the phone.
Tuesday:
First thing in the morning during breakfast, we ( the specs ) were speculating who that malay guy was talking to. Coz half of the conversation was like "Am I Cute? no? Goooooodddd" ( I wouldn't even say that we were eavesdropping cos he was talking so loud that the people sleeping in the next bunk could hear clearly every single word exchanged during the conversation ).
Went to East Coast for AHM training.
My OC have a theory about running long distances. And that is any run more than 10km is all up to pure will power and determination. I have one too! Anything more than 2.4km is stupid and mindless, a waste of precious time and energy, and simply redundant. This applies to any sprint more than 50m. ( chase bus lar )
However, the sea breeze is good, helps dry up the body freakingly fast. AND, the view was erhmmm nice. ( not to mention entertaining ) Haha! Might be going on Sunday again, but for a totally different exercise.
Till Than. Ciaoz