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Monday, December 31, 2007, 4:36 PM
Whee!! I finally laid my hands on the pink lacoste tee, the size that is, that has eluded me for the past month or so after a crazy solitary shopping spree in town. My acquisition includes 2 other polo tee, a birthday gift and a new wallet. The damage dealt to my wallet is hefty and my spending ability will be crippled for a few months, at least before I work after ORD. Anyway, the crowd in town was overwhelming, to the extent of me feeling intimidated. After all, being trapped in camp for 2 years has deprived me the opportunity to be exposed to such a atmosphere.Anyway, I have done most of my shopping alone as I have yet to find a suitable shopping kaki to give me constructive comments. The last outing with danny and company was disastrous, considering half the time they were pestering wei chong to buy something for them and the other half spent amusing themself at the toys section. The end is near, with reference to both the year 2007 and my NS career. 36 days to liberation Tuesday, December 25, 2007, 5:16 PM
Merry Christmas everyone! With the greeting comes a splendid video! Watch out for that kawwaaiii girl!42 days to liberation Monday, December 24, 2007, 10:29 AM
The truth, regardless how ugly it is, has revealed itself and the person to reveal it was none other than the BOS the previous day, our own beloved PS. He was the one to volunteered me to yoyo. What the latter did was merely to carry out his instructions and informed me and in the process became the scapegoat. It appears the smokescreen has deceived everyone.Anyway, Im aint going to confront anyone. As chee seng said, his actions will certainly has repercussions and Im just going to let nature take its course. 43 days to liberation Saturday, December 22, 2007, 5:50 PM
I AM VERY PISSED TO ANNOUNCE IM DOING YET ANOTHER 24HRS GUARD DUTY AGAIN SABOED BY NON OTHER THAN THE PERSON WHOSE PASSION IS SMOKING, BOTH LITERALLY AND METAPHORICALLY.FOR SOME STRANGE REASON, I HAVE THIS AFFINITY FOR WEEKEND GUARD DUTY. THIS IS THE FOURTH ONE IN A ROW. F**KING ()*@#$^$. I JUST FEEL LIKE SPEWING ALL THE VULGARITIES IN MY KNOWLEDGE. I DONT REALLY BLAME YAOKUN FOR GETTING SICK. AFTER ALL IT IS BEYOND HIS CONTROL. WHAT IM VERY PISSED OF IS THAT HIS RESERVE IS CONVENIENTLY SICK TOO WHEN HE WAS SHOPPING WITH US IN TOWN THE DAY BEFORE. Its a well estasblished fact that it is hard to be equally fair to everyone. Some people are lucky to drive while the rest walk during battalion exercises. No matter what drivers say about driving being physically taxing, it could never be compared to walking in the night. I am one of the most suitable person to say this, having experiencing both. Why is it that such drivers who are already privileged still want to escape? I know there arent anyone else to turn too. Sergeant wouldnt call me if it isnt the last resort. This is the worst feeling ever. My mind is clouded with anger that I cant even think properly. Wait till I do a Dave Teo on the camp. Watch out on the news tomorrow. 45 days to liberation (This day better arrive fast, I have enough of this crap) 1:00 AM
Just came back from window shopping with Danny, Jian yun, Wei chong and Patrick in town. The major discounts offered by the stores tempt me to get something, but I was restraint by the tight budget of a NSF. Nevertheless, it was a refreshing experience, beats cooping up at home staring at the television and computer. I encountered a special someone tonight. For some unknown reason, my heartbeat accelerated, I felt butterflies in my stomach and my knees went weak. The effects were special... I never felt this way for a long time... 46 days to liberation Saturday, December 15, 2007, 10:47 PM
I have lost all enthusiasm to submit entries recently.It is perhaps due to the fact I am finally able to to regain possession of my confiscated pink IC soon but still coerced to participate in activities I detest. No one has expected ATEC would be arranged on a date near to my ORD, which translates to dreadful night tactical marches and exercises right up to end of Feb. To make matter worse, there is this probable brigade live firing. Another reason would be my mixed feelings regarding ORD. It would be inevitable to feel a sense of euphoria when you land your hands on the elusive plastic card, so sought after and sorely missed by every NSF. However, the question of what to fill the void between ORD till school commences has surfaced and plagued me. Afterall, I have been absorbed into the strict regimentation of this particular company for almost 18 months, ruled by a tyrant who claims supremacy even over those of a higher rank than he holds. We have all witnessed his antics, tantrums and I have grown sick and weary of them. Sorry to digress. Back to the issue, it is thus unpreventable to feel lost. I have felt hints of such a feeling even now and I believe it would intensify gradually. On the other hand, I am exhilarated at the thought of keeping my hair long once again. =P 52 days to liberation Friday, December 07, 2007, 7:14 PM
The marathon pictures are out here. If you want to know how haggard I looked during the run, my bib no. is 11837. Anyway, those 3 pictures are taken near and at the finishing line itself. Im still comtemplating the idea of purchasing them. Afterall I aint as fortunate as randeep and brian to have personal photographers.60 days to liberation Monday, December 03, 2007, 6:29 PM
The statistics are out. I took exactly 5h:25m:6s to complete the marathon, running at a pace of 7min42 sec per km. A whooping 30 mins behind randeep and 45 mins behind brian. I felt a tinge of disappointment. Afterall we commenced training almost at the same time yet there's a vast difference in result.What I could blame was my inconsistency in training. I wasnt determined enough to participate actively. Records exist to be broken and there's a burning desire in me now to surpass my timing. Whether Im motivated enough to take part again next year is another story =P 64 days to liberation Sunday, December 02, 2007, 3:00 PM
Woohoo! Rejoice! I've defeated the marathon beast in a time of roughly 5hrs 3o mins. For those cursing me, example, whoever that bears a grudge against me for that bloody note I posted, or 'the duo' perhaps mad at me for the previous entry, Im once again sorry to announce that nothing happened to me during the run. =PBut alas, I did not escape unscathed. Lactic acid, the bane of muscle group, yet my thigh and calf muscle were bathe in that toxin for nearly the whole journey, rendering them useless or the next couple of days, or worse the entire week. Sad to say, I would have to use this excuse to siam all the saikangs. =P Crossing the finishing line at the Padang would be the most exhilarating part of the race. I knew everything would be over soon once I saw the 41km mark. I gathered whatever energy I had left and started to run faster. When I saw the finishing line and the supporters congregated at the sides, cheering on the runners at the top of their voices, emotions overwhelmed me. I almost teared, but army taught me not the cry unnecessarily. Crying should only be done to gain sympathy and a attempt to get out of deep shit, a lesson taught to me by "the duo". Anyway, it is no wonder why this part is dubbed the most spiritual part of the race. "It’s the road where all physical struggle and fatigue are exorcised. It’s the place where all doubts of ever finishing the Race are replaced with indescribable euphoria and even disbelief at the feat.", quote from here. very apt in describing my sentiments. By the way, I have this issue with all the runspiration participants. Some of them irritated me with their incessant unnecessary screaming and singing. Why am I so unlucky to always run into people singing? Some did the taboo, that is, telling the runners 'Come on!! You have __ (Fill in the number) more Km to go'. I mean, people are trying to complete a marathon and these remarks sounds depressing. I know they are trying to inspire the runners but the least they could do is to say something more sensible. And yes I took a cab home. Im not taking any risk by taking the bus again, in case I ran into the same man again. Remember the man with horrible singing? Last thing, I LOST my race tag. GRRrrr.... And I thought every item from my first marathon should be preserved. Grrrrr.... How I wish you were there to witness my triumph 65 days to liberation |