Thursday, December 29, 2005
It isnt even 2006 yet, but I can tell its gonna be an auspicious year!
Interesting dates and significant birthdays are coming up aplenty:
I'm turning 21.
My mum's birthday falls on the same date as my (extended) ORD: 9 April
My dad's celebrating his 50th birthday, which falls on Vesak day!
My uncle's celebrating his 50th birthday as well, which falls on a public holiday which I cant remember now. Hmm.
One year anniversary coming up on the 5th of April..
It's gonna be an exciting year..
he rocked the party at 7:46 AM |
Wednesday, December 28, 2005
So I caught Chronicles of Narnia on monday. Thoroughly enjoyed it, despite the less than flattering reviews. Sure, the battle scenes werent as epic and bloody, the bad guys didnt emit that evil aura and it isnt quite Lord of the Rings, but I enjoyed it nonetheless. It IS a feel good, disney film after all.
Loved the whole connection to Christainity thing. The whole thing about Edmund being a traitor and selling his siblings out, Aslan dying for a sinner and then rising again (Tho yeah, it was more like 3 hours instead of 3 days), breaking of the stone table.. Good stuff. Makes one proud to be a Catholic. Big snuff to those who accuse the movie of promoting Christainity. Now that's just being silly. No one said anything about Aslan representing Jesus or anything, its just how you interpret what you watch now, isnt it?
Liked how the battle scenes seemed to emulate the age old battle tactic of raining artillery onto an enemy before the infantry engaged them. Would have been cooler if they'd used their rhinos (representing armour) to trample them first tho. Ah, they should even have used commandos to saboh the White Witch's lame polar bear-driven sled. I mean, who the heck uses polar bears?! They can only perform in cold weather, are too cuddly to be on the bad guys' side, and drink way too much Coke.
It was pretty funny how, when they showed Lucy and Susan lying on the dead Aslan while the battle was going on, I muttered "chao keng" a little too loudly in the cinema. -grin- And after the White Witch had been killed, the girlfriend was just mentioning how Susan had so many arrows and didnt even fire a single shot when she suddenly shot the White Witch's snivelling servant before he killed one of the boys. I suppose the producers remembered she had a bunch of arrows so they must be like, "ok la, let you fire once.." haha!
Oh yeah, its kinda gross how Mr Tumnus has such a puny chest. I suppose that usually guys' who appear half naked on the silver screen are usually chisled and muscular, not saggy and scrawny. I couldnt stop staring at his nipples at the scene when he was talking to Lucy. So gross.
Okay, now you know that I can never do movie reviews. Heh.
he rocked the party at 6:11 AM |
Tuesday, December 27, 2005
Okay, so I'm sorry that I've succumbed to one of those things you find in silly mass emails, but I couldnt help it. The Commanding Officer (aka the Girlfriend) made me, yes MADE me, promise to write one, since she tagged me. And since I cant break promises, and I always get bullied by giving in to her... -sigh- here it is.
"The thought is that once you've been tagged you have to write 20 facts about yourself, time how long it takes, and tag as many people as minutes it took to write." (as quoted)
1) My name is Lionel yeo
2) I am in 1st Commando Battalion
3) I am a Dy S2
4) I just came back from the Basic Intelligence Officer Course
5) My primary school was St Michael's school
6) My secondary school was SJI
7) My JC was SAJC
8) I will be going to the University of Pennsylvania
9) I have a place in NTU Comm Studies which I'm gonna pang seh
10) My ORD is on 27th March 2006
11) I have one sister, two parents.
12) I received a 30 dollar Borders card for christmas
13) I just tried a Graveyard on friday
14) I drank a flaming lambo on friday
15) I drank vodka red bull on friday
16) I got high on friday and forgot almost everything I did
17) I tell corny jokes
18) I read Harry Potter
19) I cannot cook to save my life
20) I wanna learn how to drive.
Ahahahah... 3 minutes!!
Okay, forgive me if they're not the most exciting posts in the world. But I was rushing through it so that I wouldnt have to saboh too many of you to do this silly (but strangely fun) exercise. So, in the true spirit of chain emails, whoever I tag really HAS gotta do it, or your armpits will turn purple and goats will start chewing your mattress.
So, my three happy people are...:
1) Eugene
2) Jonathan Ng
3) Jason
Sorry guys, really really. And I chose you guys cause you're my most sporting, fun-loving and game friends. -grin- (and who'd be bored enough to try this out for yourselves)
he rocked the party at 5:49 AM |
Sunday, December 25, 2005
I went to KL and back and the only picture I took was of my father doing the whole "inserting key for exclusive breakfast floor" thing. We were forced to book a more expensive room cause the cheaper ones were all booked out, and with it came exclusive floor privileges! Waaah.. so cool man.
he rocked the party at 9:59 PM |
Friday, December 23, 2005
"Beeep!
Hi, thanks for dropping by Where's the Chocolate, Dude? I'm sorry I cant come to the blog right now, because I'm currently in KL for my very first Christmas out of Singapore and wont be back till monday. However, I would just like to inform you that:
If you are someone from the Army, I need money.
If you are from the NKF, stop asking me for money.
If you are a friend of mine, you owe me money.
If you are Fiona Xie, I have plenty of money. (owtch. Okok, just kidding dear)
Other than that, I'd like to wish all readers a very Merry Christmas! Make this one count folks, cause you'll never ever see a 2005 Christmas ever again in your whole lives! Please do leave your Christmas wishes, greetings, presents and cards after the beep.
Beeeep!"
he rocked the party at 9:50 PM |
Wednesday, December 21, 2005
Tonight comprised of 2 highlights:
1) Having dinner with Kelly's family over at Thai Express esplanade, with breezy walks along the singapore river, singing "I Like to Move it move it" with her dad, and the re-affirmation of just how lucky I am to be with Her. She, who whacks my stomach 10 times a day, who snuggles up to me, buries her face in my neck and sniffs at my Polo Sport, who bullies me into eating the rice off her salmon sushi, who buys clothes for me to improve my wardrobe, who cleans up my room, who can never stop talking, whom I can never stay angry with, who I can speak to about anything under the sun, who falls asleep after drinking, who goes to the bathroom faster than I do, who completely, absolutely loves me. I love You too. :)
2) Having prata with Nolan, Hui and the missing-in-action-for-a-year ISKANDAR BIN ABDULLAH, fresh out of Sandhurst (is that how u spell it?), the UK equivalent of OCS. Pesky, irritating, always late for prata Iskandar, who made me laugh hysterically once beholding his lopsided face just now. Iskandar, who somehow managed to win the Sword of Honour from Sandhurst, (dont ask me how the hell he did it, they must be blind) Iskandar, for all his lame-ass antics, Mat mannerisms, and fake British accents, is back!! The three companions are finally whole again, and our prata sessions from the good ol sajc days can finally be held once more. Nolan, Isky and I are perhaps perfect examples of how friendships can just be picked up from where they left off, with the knowledge that I can always, always, count on them. Cheers bros!
he rocked the party at 10:22 AM |
Tuesday, December 20, 2005
It's amazing how some pictures can evoke vivid memories of a past which seemed to be worlds away before. I was just surfing the SAJC website when i absentmindedly clicked on the Gallery link to pictures of the school. And it suddenly struck me that I probably wouldnt see any of it anymore: the blisteringly hot track, the overcrowded cafe, the freezing classrooms, the quaint jacob ballas centre.. everything is just going to disappear when SAJC moves in 6 days.
It's weird, but I'd never thought that I could fall in love with a building before, but each picture brought with it so many memories:
Like shuffling to attention in our CG lines during assembly when no one wants to stand in front.
Like covering the entire Student Centre floor while painting banners for Orientation.
Like playing carrom in the overcrowded Council Room and losing a carrom seed in the sea of schoolbags scattered all over the floor.
Like panting desperately on the sizzling track trying to meet that 2.4 Gold time.
Like playing floorball on the hockey court that is used for everything except hockey.
Like gazing at the huge letters "SAINTS" emblazoned on the gallery while cheering on our soccer team and standing on cafe tables brought onto the track.
Like squeezing those (what do you call em again?) buerettes during chemistry and watching everyone's solutions change colour while yours remains blue.
Like splashing your neighbour with water from the tap during physics lab.
Like clustering in study groups on those shaky, graffiti-filled tables on the balcony.
Like performing Power Rangers on stage in the Hall while hundreds of JC1s in different school uniforms look on in bewilderment. (Yes 25th, they used our Saintezeia photos!! Go see!)
Like rip-roaring "Gimmie an S!" to hundreds of psyched up JC1s
Like catching the mood of the entire school's spontaneous cheers from the Gallery.
Like mugging in the freezing cold library with the grumpy librarian.
Like mugging in the Reading Room where everyone's munching on Poky or Oreos and plugged into their mp3 players.
Like saying hi to someone every time you turn a corner in Blocks B and C while everyone's changing classes.
Like doodling behind your schoolbag (propped on the table) wishing that "Ding Dong Ding Dang, Dong Dang Ding Dong" bell would come sooner.
Like coming late for maths lecture at the audi and falling asleep at the back.
Like actually paying attention to econs in LT3 (which is supposed to be haunted)
Like wondering whether LT4 is really haunted.
Like coming across SASA (true saints will know what that stands for) in the gents' behind the cafe.
Like leading the 3 Basic Cheers on the track/cafe after a record breaking Open House.
Indeed, the smallest JC in Singapore does have the biggest heart.
As SAJC moves over to Potong Pasir, I wish to say "Thank you" to 2 Malan Road, for giving me the memories.
Up and On!
he rocked the party at 7:56 AM |
Saturday, December 17, 2005
Yes, I have many friends that count. Actually, they can do more than count, they can also add, subtract, multiply and divide. In fact, many of them went on to score As and Bs in their math exams.
Hahahahahah okay okay, I'm sorry.
Anyways, I was writing my Christmas cards today and I found myself writing stuff like "I really miss doing all those rubbish we used to do like..." and it amazes me how friends like these really make me wanna go back to the good ol jc days, just so I can relive those experiences with them.
And its interesting that I feel this way because normally, I find myself to be a really bad friend-keeper. Yes, making friends isnt much of a problem really, as long as i dont appear to be too much of an asshole on the first impression, most people wouldnt mind making friends. Its friend-keeping that I have a problem with. Whenever I make good friends, I find that a majority of them simply drift away once a new chapter of my life begins. Not because that they were bad friends, but because priorities and perceptions change so easily once life's circumstances are altered, making it more inconvenient to keep in contact. And whenever I flip through yearbooks or go through old blogposts I feel an aching sense of "aiyuh, wasted.. should have kept in contact with this person"
Which is why I'm really grateful that I'm still in contact with some friends who, despite our very different lives, will still be able to pick up where we left off even after a long absence from each other. Friends who, well, count. Well, y'all know who you are. If you're reading this blog, chances are, you're one of 'em. Congrats!
Because, as bad a friend keeper as I am, I know that somehow, when we DO meet up again, things'll be just as we left it, catching up will not be a conversation with awkward silences and opposing perceptions.
Perhaps one of my greatest fears in going to Penn is the fact that I'd be cut off from everyone. Four years IS a long time, and I'm wondering how much they would change while I'm gone.
Which is why right now, in the midst of a season dedicated to loved ones, I'm starting to remember and cherish the friendships of those friends that count. Because hey, you guys will be the only friendships I hold on to back home when I embark on a journey into the big unknown.
So, here's wishing all my friends a very MERRY CHRISTMAS!
he rocked the party at 9:46 AM |
I must say that I admire my girlfriend alot because she can play Time Crisis alongside me and she's improving tremendously. Though she hides most of the time and leaves me to kill most of the baddies, the fact that she can blast her way to the 3rd stage is something which I've yet to see in other ladies.
You go gal!
he rocked the party at 9:43 AM |
Friday, December 16, 2005
Gawrsh.. you guys really know how to make a guy blush. And you know thick-skinned ol me doesnt blush easily. -grin- Thank you to everyone who offered a word of congrats on my tagboard today, makes a guy feel honoured to know that so many people are reading! (Yes, I kinda forgot ever since I removed the blog counter in my attempt to stay true to the spirit of blogs and not just write what people want to read) Once again, thank YOU dear reader, its certainly heartening to know that people bother (or are bored enough) to read this blog.
Its also encouraging to realise that this blog attracts normal, self-respecting people and not those sick neurotic pervs who surf the blogs of ______ and _______ in the hope of finding more nude self-portraits.
Big shoutout to Deb, my favouritest gal pal in the whaarld: Yes, i AM as estatic as you, I just gotta sound all cool and composed while speaking to an (almost) Penn alumnus now, right? Yes, thank YOU for giving me the nuggets of advice, information and inspiration! It's a slight disappointment that I wont have my (little) big sister there when I head over though. :( But yes, one day we shall find ourselves telling other prospective Penn students just how "easy" it is to get in, as long as they're geniuses like us. Just hope they never read this blog.
Till then, lots remain to be done. Have 70% decided to extend my ORD to fight ATEC, out of sheer goodwill and in the hopes of good karma too (heh). I now need to refresh my Economics knowledge, read up on the American everything, from its transport to its judicial system to its political structure, its bad enough that I'm partially clueless about Singapore too. I need to apply for a student Visa. I need to learn how to drive. I need to plan a trip up there for a little look-see.. so much stuff, so little time!
Still, I believe that this little state of euphoria is what we all seem to live for. The stage where the smell of success is strong, where the birds chirp louder, the sky is brighter and anything seems possible. It happens when good things happen to you, like getting good grades, or falling in love, or being commissioned.. or getting into that university of your dreams.
-sigh-
Now, if you were smart enough, you'd corner me into treating you lunch, because I'm in a very generous mood now. -grin-
he rocked the party at 8:46 AM |
Wednesday, December 14, 2005
Whyyy.. it's PENN of course! The University of Pennsylvania, I mean. I've been grinning since 8.45 this morning when I received this little piece of news:
"Dear Lionel,
Congratulations! It gives me great pleasure to invite you to attend the University of Pennsylvania as a member of the College at Penn Class of 2010, the 254th graduating class since Benjamin Franklin founded the University in 1740."
Thank you thank you thank you thank you thank you to everyone that offered words of support especially during the past week, while I was having sleepless nights (literally) just tossing around in bed and worrying about not getting in.
This is all very exciting!
I love the Lord, and I love life. -big grin-
he rocked the party at 5:44 PM |
Monday, December 12, 2005
In the true spirit of Christmas, and this possibly being the last Christmas I spend in Singapore before embarking on an exciting journey to the US of A, I have decided to spread the Christmas cheer by sending Christmas cards to all you lovely people.
Now let's not pretend that I'd remember to send cards to everyone who deserved one, being the bumbling forgetful babboon that I am. And though you know that I would of course send cards to YOU, dear friend, let's assume that your name and address were accidentally bypassed in my frantic haste of coping with so many cards, so please DO send me your addresses to lionel_yeo@pacific.net.sg. Yes, snail mail address please, I've always found email to be disgustingly impersonal, and I always delete e-cards without reading them anyway, so I assume that everyone else does the same.
So, forget about being all modest and shy here.. if you want a Christmas card (from lionel too.. it'll probably be worth triple its price in a couple of years, especially with my autograph on it), you'd have to ask me for one by mailing me your address! And if you're lucky, I just might include a present as well.
Actually, techinically I wont be spending Christmas Day in Singapore, since my family's heading up to KL for 3 days, for a change in tradition. But aiyuh, there's 12 days of Christmas right?
Merry Christmas!
he rocked the party at 10:04 AM |
I suppose I should've blogged this earlier because it's been on my frickin' mind all week but.. Penn's decision is coming out this week!
The decision is due on Dec 14th, 7.00pm, which means it'll probably come on Thursday, Singapore time. And not soon enough too. Aragh. I'm hiding the nervousness and trying to drown it out by alternating between bumming around and jam-packing activities into my schedule. But it keeps wriggling at the back of my mind, making me squirm in anticipation everytime I think about it.
Yes, I've never wanted anything so badly in my life. I've prayed countless times, been going to Novena every week (which I turn to every time I really want something, like while waiting for the O and A level results, and now this.. a really bad habit. Resolve to turn to God regardless of whether I want something or not), I've even been put off improving my other university essays, because I'm simply not motivated to do them. And no matter how hard I try, I cant write a star essay with "Penn Penn Penn Penn Penn" floating through my mind.
Gawrsh, I cant believe how silly I'm being. Rational, pragmatic me would usually be making use of this week of leave (yes! I'm on leave! Finally!) to do up my much-to-be-desired university essays in a worst case scenario if i get rejected, but wishful, hopeful me keeps reminding myself that I could hurl the whole stack out of the window if Penn accepts me. Even an unexpected prospectus from Harvard, which arrived today, had no effect on my focus on Penn. (Dont ask me why the Big H sent me a prospectus, I'm certainly not foolish enough to apply to them.. perhaps the Ivies share info? But why would Harvard send me anything if Penn had already accepted? aragh.)
Would it kill me if I didnt make it in? Perhaps not, but I've got this sinking feeling that I wouldnt put half the enthusiasm in the others. Not to mention the tight 2 week dateline I'd have to scramble for to submit the essays AND the hefty application fees. An average 70 US dollars for each is NOT peanuts, sponsorship or not. What if I'd made it into one of the rest, but am totally not excited about it at all? That would kind of defeat the purpose of going overseas in the first place wouldnt it? Or perhaps I'd do so poorly in the other essays that I'd have to settle for a Singapore uni, leaving SIA to question why they gave me a scholarship in the first place. Aragh. This is not happening.
I feel foolish to put my eggs all in one basket, its just that sometimes I just know what would be perfect for me, especially after that session @ parliament house a few months back. Or do I? Yes I do.
I'm excited, I'm scared, and I'm stressed, all at the same time. Pray for me, dear reader.
he rocked the party at 9:37 AM |
Saturday, December 10, 2005
Aha.. Now i'll bet the title got your attention now, didnt it? Exactly the point I've been musing about for the past few days.
See, on the one hand I caught the credits of this (really retarded) show called Tab TV. While the credits were rolling, the show featured various people on the streets commenting on the vices of teenage sex. There were students, old men, aunties, yuppies, all shaking their heads in dismay and lamenting how the youth of today had lost our innocence and we'd all get AIDS and die or something. I dont know what channel 5 was trying to prove with that show. Maybe they were trying to tell everyone that with Singaporeans coming out of our shells they could be a little adventurous and feature taboo topics. But judging from the sanctimonious responses of those featured, we still have a loong way to go, gah-men.
Okay, i digress.
On the other hand I stumbled across the blog of a certain prominent blogger recently, and her links to various blogs which chronicle active sex lives. From the vivid descriptions on how to do a striptease to the unapologetic acceptance on the commoditisation of sex, they were really interesting reads. New perspectives came to light too. Like how humans were all meant to have sex, and how our genitalia werent any different before or after a certificate. Interesting huh? I never thought of it that way.
I've always viewed sex as a clear cut kinda thing. Being a Catholic, pre-marital sex was never an option because when I DO marry someone I'd like to know that she's still a virgin and thus I should probably do the same for her. But suppose I found out that she's screwed a few people, would it really matter that much to me? Would it change how faithful she'd be, or change her feelings at all? When people marry, sex isnt the focus, so I doubt sex would do much to change the love that caused them to get hitched in the first place.
Dan Brown highlighted in the Da Vinci Code on how sex was originally a spiritual experience where one could experience God during an orgasm, but was later portrayed to be a dirty act by the Church at that time in an attempt to portray itself as the only avenue to God. Okay, so the former sounds a little far fetched, but it is possible that society's perception of sex today as a shameful, forbidden act could be a result of a pre-determined perspective which someONE created to entrench himself into power. Are our schools of thought today simply extensions of something someone came up with?
Dont get me wrong here. I am not doubting my faith. I am not about to condemn the Church's teachings just because of a few grey areas. The Church's teachings have brought hope, salvation, value and improved the lives of millions. And that cant be wrong. Still, I am curious about the justification of what I believe in. Surely, we are not sheep who would naively take in everything that is presented to us?
And so although I wont be bumping girls like a rabbit in my free time, I wont be one of those self-righteous people on Tab TV condemning sex as a disgusting act. Because it isnt. It's actually a beautiful union between two people, but just because it happens outside of marriage, isnt going to change much really. (Unless you get AIDS or get the lady pregnant or something, then shame on you for not using a condom.) Still, I guess I wont be having pre-marital sex as a matter of principle and faith, but I wont feel all pious and exclusive just because I dont.
Am I being unfaithful? Nope. I'm just not being naive.
he rocked the party at 8:39 AM |
Thursday, December 08, 2005
Y'know, I just realised that if I extend my ORD to the 9th of April (that's 2 weeks) I could get 500 bucks of extra pay.
Then right after coming back from ATEC overseas, I'd take leave for 2 weeks, and the first place i'd go to is an Apple shop and buy myself an iPod.
Sounds good, no?
he rocked the party at 7:40 AM |
Has anyone heard the advert for DJ Mario on Power 98?
It features a baby voice which says,
"Sometimes, Super Mario
Is a bad boooy.
Sooo, I spank hiim.
Theen, Super Mario,
Becomes,
A good boooy."
Hee hee hee!
I love this sorta random rubbish that gets inserted out of nowhere.
Which is why Phoebe (Lisa Kudrow) is my favourite Friends character, not Joey.
(Yes, I realise Friends has no link to what I was talking about, but I've just finished watching yet another Friends rerun on VCD, my family's new favourite hobby. Hahah)
he rocked the party at 7:12 AM |
Tuesday, December 06, 2005
All through this week, various men have been coaxing me to make it longer.
I was talking about National Service.
The form sits on my desk, waiting to be signed. "I hereby agree to extend my national service liability to participate in ATEC 2006 for a period of ____ days/weeks/months. I am fully aware that this does not count towards my Reservist In-Camp Training..."
To extend, or not to extend? That is the question. And I need to give them an answer soon. How?? I want the experience, but I hate to sacrifice the leave which is rightfully mine.
My S1 told me that i'd received an invitation to go for a SMS scholarship tea session at MINDEF next monday. I was like, "Scoff, scoff" and thinking, "I wouldnt sign on even if they'd offered my SAFOS and a million bucks man.."
he rocked the party at 2:31 PM |
Sunday, December 04, 2005
This business of people getting arrested for blogging is absolutely rubbish. Okay, so i dont condone the various racist comments made, (one of my bestest pals in jc was none other than the incorrigible ISKANDAR BIN ABDULLAR, missing in action since March 2005!) but phu-leeze, a single blogpost by one of the millions of faceless bloggers out there isnt going to "sow seeds of discord" amongst Singaporeans, sending us back to racial rioting.
How many people even read blogs in the first place? And even if blogs DO get read, would anyone really care, or would it really change the sentiments of Singaporeans today? It'll take more than a few pissed off comments to get the different races warring against each other, dear gah-men..
And what's up with this thing about Mr Miyagi getting all that "blogrash" over a National Service pic posted on his blog? Phu-leeze, let's not hide the fact that militaries of the whole world know everything and anything about each other. They're just hiding the fact that they do. So displaying a photo of a tank (a WWII one, at that), inside or outside, isnt gonna be devastating for National Security.
Big Brother is just being paranoid. The next thing we know, we'd have committees set up to blogsurf all day just to curb stuff that's being posted. We'd have a blogpatrol, who would send electric shocks through our fingers everytime an f-word is typed. Then the situation would get so out of control that Singapore would ban blogger.com, followed by all blogging sites, followed by the internet, and we'd turn into North Korea 2. Ah, lovely.
Oh dear, I hope I dont get arrested over this.
he rocked the party at 3:14 AM |
Friday, December 02, 2005
Am terribly sorry for not updating for the longest time..
Last weekend was absolutely crazy with chalets, bowling outings and disgusting university essays, while this week involved my summary "Brigade" exercise in BIOC, where i played a Battalion S2. Aragh, the stress!
Have learnt many things since last weekend, namely:
1) I can bowl! (not very well, admittedly, but passable, especially after an absence of 5 years)
2) I cant write as well as i thought i could, especially after looking at my vetted essays, which, in the evaluator's words, lacked "originality and insight". And you know what? She's absolutely right. I wouldnt have admitted me into the universities if i'd read them. Spent sunday frantically re-writing essays for Stanford and Berkeley just to meet the Nov 30 dateline. I will not, will NOT let army rob me of my creative prowess and ability to articulate!
3) I should cherish what i have..
4) The city is filled with cosy breathtaking rooftop nooks like the NUS GUILD HOUSE on the rooftop of Suntec City, complete with pool and tennis facilities! Makes a guy wanna study in a local uni. Food quantity was lacking though, but with a view like that, who's complaining?
Some news that i thought i should share:
1) I have graduated from the 4/05 Basic Intelligence Officer Course with an unexpected overall 2nd in course! Losing out only to a (very zai) Armour Captain. Still, it's an honour to take after the footsteps of my boss, who incidentally got 2nd in his course as well. The bad news is that i'd probably get recalled back during my Reservist as an S2. Boo. Intelligence Officers: the toughest role in the SAF.
2) I wont be spending my last Christmas in Singapore before i fly to the US, in Singapore. So technically, the last Christmas was actually last Christmas. Geddit? Of course you dont. What i meant was that i'm spending this Christmas in KL with my family because my extended family's going to be out of town till the 29th. I've mixed feelings about it. It'll be great to have an excuse to run away from disgusting army for 3 whole blissful days, but Christmas aint the same without the mandatory midnight mass, carols, noisy cousins and rustle of wrapping paper. So what if we do it on the 29th? It doesnt feel right if its held AFTER Christmas. Baaah.
Never mind then, i'll celebrate Christmas in April, when i ORD. 16 more weeks to ORD!!! That's like, 112 more days man. Including weekends. Oooh. Exciting.
he rocked the party at 2:55 AM |
