Saturday, October 30, 2004
Buggerdil. I have bites all over my forehead, neck, behind my ears, and any other imaginable place people are likely to see. I look like the offspring of Freddy and the Puttyman. All thanks to Exercise Wolf, in which i was part of the Company Recce Team = more bashing through the jungle = more time in the vegetation = more exposure to sandflies = more bites.
My mood has been pretty good till this incident. I've been irritable for the past two days. I believe my mood is directly related to my looks. Hence, can i only lead a happy life when im good-looking?
To all you eediots who keep asking me WHY oh WHY do sandflies like to bite me more than others, HOW THE HELL SHOULD I KNOW? Do i look like i speak Sandfly-lish? Ah.. you're all just jealous that i'll be more good-looking than you guys (like how it always is) once these bites are healed in a couple of days
he rocked the party at 10:45 AM |
Tuesday, October 26, 2004
Hey! Im in the cadet mess (once again) blogging because i have nothing better to do tonight.
Im missing block leave. Every weekend, every holiday i have just reminds me how much i miss the civilian life out there.. and how exciting the world really is. Girls reading this should really really appreciate the fact that you're in school. I'd much rather be studying than be in camp, even if it IS bumming around the cadet mess with nothing to do. Because in here, you're cut off from the world, you forget what it feels like to be really happy, and, well, free. -sigh-
When, oh when, oh when, can i ORD?
Can i become a clerk with an 8 to 5 job? (no lionel, cause you're a commando and you know what they say about commandos who go to ocs, you're not allowed to have a life. Yup.)
Yesterday, we had this career talk asking us to sign up for LSA and ATA (military study awards which require you to serve a bond.) I sat there scoffing, and thinking, "In 5 years time, i'll be in an air-conditioned office, living the happy singaporean dream of life in the fast lane, and these bunch of losers are gonna be trudging through the jungle doing fire and movement."
So Hah. You can take your stupid army life and shove it up your a**, Mr SAF.
he rocked the party at 6:31 AM |
Friday, October 22, 2004
I know i dont mention her on my blog really often, which is weird cause i spend like 70% of my weekend time with her, but I love my girl a lot. Really.
I dont mention her because I think you readers will be bored reading about romantic mushy stuff. (I know I get bored when I read about other people's romantic mushy stuff.. so here's a piece of advice to fellow bloggers: dont write about your romantic mushy stuff!)
But sometimes, looking back at all the little things she does for me, it sends a warm fuzzy feeling deep down in my tummy, which needs to be blogged about.
So, to put it simply, I love you darling. :)
he rocked the party at 5:35 PM |
Thursday, October 21, 2004
Social Night came and went, right after 23km route march. OK, no offence to the planning committee, but it wasnt the most exciting event in the world. I think we would have had more fun if we didnt have to bring dates. They were bored, and because we had to entertain them, we were bored too. -bleargh- Which was a pity, because the food was great, the wine excellent, and the music groovy. (and, as always, the friends were wonderful! :)
I suppose girls act all prim and proper when they're all dressed up and when they're around other all dressed up girls. So dressed up girls + dressed up guys = No fun. Bah.
Things that saved the night were:
Two excellent videos of army life, kudos to the planning comm!
Zouk and Phuture after that, Woohoo!
And of course, a not-very-sober LTA Bernard. Heh. And to think he's gonna be my section instructor. -grin-
Anyway.. im on block leave now! Yay.
And, im gonna end this entry very aruptly with the statement, "I think people dancing in Mambo Night is one of the most entertaining sights in the world. Hee hee hee"
he rocked the party at 10:14 AM |
Friday, October 15, 2004
I seriously think im having severe withdrawal symptoms from the lack of hip-hop and r&b. Really. Stop laughing. Hip hop gives flava, spunk and variety to life. It makes me happy. It makes me bounce around. It projects a lifestyle of the rich, the reckless, and oozes ooh-so-much sex appeal. It speaks not about love but luuurrrvvee, if you catch my drift.
(disclaimer: not that i dont like love. She and me are happily in love. Yup yup... Hmm she and me.. my english is going from bad to worse. Which brings me to another point of hip hop being good for your english)
It has its own lingo and language. It radiates attitude, from the complex hand gestures to the "bring-it-on" stares. It emphasizes on what looks cool, what feels good, and leaves no room for losers. Hip-hop is life.
And i dont have enough of it right now. Havent been to dance class for like 10 years, with uni applications bogging my entire weekends down. Havent been clubbing too, knowing that i need to wake up early to do uni application essays. And even so, where oh where have all the clubs which play r&b all night gone? I miss the days of jc parties. I feel like the most overworked NSF in the world. My hip hop exposure has been reduced to eagerly listening to the radio in my bunk while doing (even more) uni application essays. How sad is that?
Hip hop hip hop hip hop.. give it to me! Think i shall go for dance class tomorrow. Cant stand it anymore. Any kind souls with r&b/hip hop CDs to sell (like the Bad Boys 2 soundtrack! i have it but i cant find it and it pisses me off) or news of upcoming jc parties will be greatly rewarded. Do message me. You know tha number.
Kinda silly aint it? With the outrageous clothes, thumping beats, wearing shades indoors, booty-shaking babes, quick hand movements and attitude... im simply lovin' it, dawwg. :)
he rocked the party at 11:22 PM |
Saturday, October 02, 2004
I wish i had an 8 to 5 job. Its not FAIRRRR.. why does eugene have an 8 to 5 job and i dont? Grr. I want my civilian life back.
Today was Charlie and Hotel wings' commissioning parade, so we had to stay back and do sai kang for them. I spent today's beautiful saturday saluting Chief of Army, the Minister of State for Defence, and the Speaker for Parliament and being their doorman. How sad is that? At least i got to wear my Number 1 uniform. Pics shall be posted soon!
Just did my third and final module 1 jump on friday night. No red beret yet though, have to wait for Chief Commando Officer to be free so he can come down and present it. I WANT IT NOWWWW!! -roar- haha
ok i should stop talking bout army.
I need a life.
I need more friends. I am reduced to spending my weekends contemplating how i got myself into this predictament of not having 8 to 5 jobs, regimental practices, and not having enough friends. Where have my people gone? Maybe they're locked up somewhere and are waiting for me to rescue them.
In the true tradition of Moses.. Let my people go!!!
Council people, dance people, sajc people, mjc people, rjc people, ite people, nyp people, any people.. ask me out!! NOW!! -bam-
he rocked the party at 10:59 AM |
