Wednesday, June 22, 2005
Oo.. girlfriend just told me i've been blogspotted by Tomorrow! Such an honour.. -bows-
(and its also the only time when readership here has jumped to more than 300 in a day.. stress, stress)
Will strive to provide more read-worthy entries guys, thanks!
he rocked the party at 10:20 PM |
Sunday, June 19, 2005
Irrelevant Thought #1:
Why is it that Mother's Day comes with such fanfare, with newspaper articles, restaurant promotions, ribbons and flowers,
yet no one seems to care about Father's Day? I think the government should give us guys more motivation to be daddys if they're serious about raising the birthrate.
Irrelevant Thought #2:
The princess and i have found the perfect cure for the common cold and a fever! -grin- only works for me tho..
Irrelevant Thought #3:
I know that there are a thousand ways which it could go wrong, and only one way it'll go right, but all im asking for is a little faith, and that you'll believe. Because i do.
Irrelevant Thought #4:
I dont wanna go to the army anymore!
he rocked the party at 4:56 PM |
Saturday, June 18, 2005
This is for all the army guys.. heh.
Private
Tries to run fast but not fit enough
Gets pushed out of planes but dunno how to use parachute
Obeys orders immediately
Driven to work in Mercs and BMWs by Mum and Dad
Forced to give USMS suggestions
Always kena arrow to do everything
Treated like a slave and paid like one
Lance Corporal and Corporal
Runs fast but never fast enough
Pushes Privates out of planes and wait for their turn to be pushed
Obeys orders after some protesting
Drives WRXes and EVOs to work (paid by F&M finances)
Forces Privates to give USMS suggestions
Gives most minor arrows to Privates but swallows major ones
Treated like a slave but paid better than one
Specialists
Can run fast but must slow down for Recruits and Privates
Pushes Corporals and below out of planes before jumping out themselves
Obeys orders but tries to cut corners
Takes bus and MRT to work (stay-in what)
Tasked to come up with 50 USMS suggestions (regardless of how they do it)
Takes arrows with much protest but "sub-contracts" to Corporal and below
Works like a foreman and paid like one
2nd Lieutenant
Runs faster than a speeding bullet
Jumps out of planes without a parachute on!
Obeys orders immediately
Rides on motorcycles to work
Involved actively in WITS activities
Always kena arrow to be secetary at meetings
Overworked and underpaid
Lieutenant
Slightly slower than a speeding bullet
Jumps out of planes with a parachute on
Obeys orders with a slight delay
Drives a second-hand Mazda 323 to work
Organises WITS activities
Always kena arrow to be secetary at meetings when 2nd Lieutenant is not around
Overworked and underpaid
Captain
Runs when he sees a speeding bullet
Jumps out of planes with 2 parachutes
Obeys orders after breakfast and newspaper
Drives a first-hand Mazda 323 (SAF veh loan) to work
Facilitates WITS activities
Arrows 2nd Lieutenant/Lieutenant to be secetary for meetings
Underworked and overpaid
Major
Runs slightly faster than an empty cartridge
Jumps out of planes on the runway
Obeys orders after several questions
Drives a brand new Honda Accord to work
Drives everybody out of their WITS
Tells the Captain to arrow 2nd Lieutenant/Lieutenant to be secetary for meetings
Seldom works but always paid
Colonel
Exempted from running and IPPT
Exempted from broad jump and IPPT
Issues orders but doesnt obey them
Exempted from driving
Exempted from WITS activities
Couldn't care less who the secetary is
Creates work and gets paid
General
Jogs occasionally when he feels like it
Issues orders and people jump
Orders lunch and dinner through PA
Practises driving on the golf course
Opens WITS exhibitions
Doesnt even know if the gathering is a meeting or not
Watches people work and gets paid
he rocked the party at 7:30 AM |
Saturday, June 11, 2005
Does anyone know where i can download the song I Like To Move It, the version by Ali G from the Madagascar soundtrack? I tried searching for it, and i ended up with a song from the soundtrack, but its some other guy singing it and isnt as funny.
I heard it on Power 98 on the way to Zouk last night and i burst out laughing in the middle of a crowded bus. Its priceless! I so wanna find it.
I like to move it move it
You like to move it move it
She likes to move it move it
We like to..MOVE IT!!
physically fit, physically fit, physically physically physically fit..
hee hee hee!
he rocked the party at 9:30 AM |
There's a certain attraction about dance which keeps me coming back. Thursday night's impromtu agreement to go back to SAJC to dance for the juniors' item turned into a splenderific and wonderfully pleasant experience.
Perhaps it was the studio: that good ol dance studio tucked in the ulu-est part of the campus, with its throng of carelessly thrown sneakers and slippers outside and music blaring through the absolutely non-soundproof windows. The act of opening the door is a workout for the senses in itself: Your eyes are treated to the sight of a multitude of lovely ladies (and a few gents) prancing about with perfect poise and grace, hiding the fatigue that comes with an entire day's practice. They move in perfect unison, blocking changing constantly like an ever blooming rose. And of course, in the centre of it all, perched high on the bar in the middle of the mirror, is Zaki our choreographer, his commanding presence exerting control over the dancers, his critical eyes sweeping across the floor, concentrating too hard to notice you at the door.
Your ears are hit with either the booming beats of the latest hip-hop song, or the frantic tempo of a modern contemporary piece, or perhaps the soothing sounds of a ballet item. Above the music wafts Zaki's rythimic counting, "1,2,3,4,5,6-and-7-and-8!" The air-conditioning immediately cools your skin, it has to be strong to soothe the sweat of tired dancers after an energetic item. Walk into the back room (make sure no one's changing before you do so to avoid any unpleasant surprises!) and you are greeted by the chatter of juniors who welcome you as if you were an old friend.
My turn to take the floor and dance. I execute the movements i'd just learnt to Zaki's methodic counting (5,6,7,8..), a little unsure at first, knowing that 2 years of absence would leave me rusty and stiff, but thankfully not hopeless. After a few rounds and having warmed up enough, i'd do the moves instictively, all the while staring amazingly at the mirror as i watch myself moving exactly in time with the rest, or the rest moving in time with me. Lovely. A turn here, a spin there, the freedom to travel across the studio floor as well as the rush that comes with that flight of fancy breathes life into me. For those few magical moments, i am no longer 2LT Lionel Yeo, sitting in the office and typing applications or giving stiff instructions to men, i am alive. And very happy.
Yours truly will be doing only one item for the upcoming concert at Kallang Theatre (22nd and 23rd july, if you're interested!) since army commitments dont allow me to attend many rehearsals. Unless glen wants me in his item too of course. We are doing the song Sway, a jazzy item with pretty tough partner work for a rusty old fogey like me. But it'll look fantastic if we can pull it off. Okay, so maybe its pretty dumb to participate in a concert and perform only 2 sets of eights, but that isnt the point.
Amidst the monotony of army life, you tend to appreciate the little things, like the friends, the juniors, the choreography, the freedom, the cameraderiae, the fame, the grace and the life that only dance can bring. Its that little rush in the midst of this boring world that keeps the soul alive.
he rocked the party at 6:16 AM |
Sunday, June 05, 2005
I so frickin' swear i shall be a miser starting tomorrow.
Drawing out $350 today, (150 for last month's phone bill, thanks to SOMEONE, and 200 for the totally un-worth it sword case from milestone) gave me an immense sense of guilt when i was looking at the amount i had left.
I spent a frickin' $1400 this month, and its still 4 days to payday! Oh what the heck am i gonna do? So much for saving and scrimping during army so i can get my car when i ORD. Sheesh. I suppose this money shortage stems from having waaaay too much time on my hands this month. Thanks to unarmed combat's extremely relaxed timetable, daily bookouts, lunches at the (delicious) chicken rice canteen, dinners with Her at tampines mall, weekend clubbing binges with the guys at Phuture, (phuture phuture phuture.. always phuture. You cant help but love that club) the aquisition of my new 7270, and my girlfriend's exceptional skills at convincing me to spend close to 100 bucks on new jeans and a tee have all taken a toll on my wallet.
Now i see why people are so uptight about the frickin fare hike. Im topping up my card like twice a week. I wanna go back to the days of bus passes. -grumbles-
Next month should be slightly better, with me starting my duties as DY S2, i suppose i'll be slightly busier in the day. Thank goodness, i swear, as unbelievable as it sounds, having too much free time is not a good thing. I've been reduced to playing on David's keyboard half-naked in the bunk (yes, we have a keyboard in the bunk, i told you we had way to much time!) when im in camp, and renting vampire vcds to watch when im at home! Please please give me something to do. (but not too much, thank you.. fickle, arent i?)
But what the heck la, im happy.
(because you love me -grin-)
he rocked the party at 9:54 AM |
Saturday, June 04, 2005
I finally have something to say in answer to the whole star wars kissing incident. (see below)
My perfect gf was (gasp) coming up with words to play her Dunno-what-Twister-Word game on yahoo (gasp) while i was kissing her!
But i dont care, im still a good kisser, ignoring the fact she can still come up with 2 words while i was doing the deed.
So its not such a crime to watch star wars while someone is kissing you after all. Boyfriends of the world, enjoy!
he rocked the party at 10:58 AM |
Friday, June 03, 2005
I wish everyone would just leave us alone and let us live in peace.
(No, that's not counting YOU, all you wonderful friends of mine you! The countless "are you ok?" tags and sms-es i receive is astounding, really makes a guy feel really loved. -hugs-)
But there are those that post anonymously on people's tagboards, posting rubbish that is totally untrue about the two of us, as well as past relationships. Simply disgusting. It makes me sick, that at the age of 20, some losers can go back to those acne-faced sec 1 days of spreading vicious rumours about how so-and-so broke so-and-so's heart. Kiss my ass la, really.
My relationship with Her is special. So every couple has their problems, no big deal. The both of us have sorted things out, we're cruising along very nicely now at an easy pace, with no pressures and expectations, minimal drama and with the complete maturity of sensible adults. (this is for you, dear concerned friends.. im fine!)
How many of you, rumour-spreaders, slander-typers, can safely say the same for yourselves? "Oo.. i think lionel's such a flirt, he's buaya-ed half the girls in singapore, kisses 20 girls a day and 100 of the women he's impregnated gave birth to daughters who grow up to be construction workers."
Puh-leeze.
And for goodness sake, to someone else, dont go posting stuff on your blog that is totally untrue, biased, paints you as the oh-so-poor victim and someone else as the villian. You know in your heart that it didnt happen that way.
To all you childish anonymous taggers, if you have no justification, no basis, dont even know me (even though you CLAIM that you do, you obviously dont), and dont even dare to identify yourself, dont try to break up a perfectly happy relationship between two mature, loving adults. Because we're above all this, and nothing you say is going to change that.
And Me, Lionel Yeo, said that, because i've got the balls to put my name to whatever i write.
he rocked the party at 7:00 PM |
