Elizabethtown is a great show! A little long and draggy and parts, but emotionally stirring. Also propagates a lot of life messages. And advertises the South.
ANyway is good.
Sunday, December 25, 2005
Haven't blogged for a while, anyway, this is a cry for help. does anyone know of any place that i can book for a small function or event, semi-formal, for something like close to about a hundred people? Or even if anyone knows a good events management company?
Anyway, had a firefighting course last week, which was really fun, took loads of pictures too but too lazy to upload them now. Respect the firemen man, their training is tough. Okay too lazy to blog now also.
Merry christmas!
Anyway, had a firefighting course last week, which was really fun, took loads of pictures too but too lazy to upload them now. Respect the firemen man, their training is tough. Okay too lazy to blog now also.
Merry christmas!
Sunday, December 04, 2005
Wow i just realised i'm damn cheap. I rarely buy things. In fact, more than half the stuff i'm using is either a present, a free gift or someone else's. Like my bags, laptop, ipod, wallet, watch, clothes, heck, even cologne.
The only things i spend on recently have been my handphone, and... cigarettes. At this rate i'll be rich on my pay soon, as long as i don't go out and chiong or stuff.
Ho hum. Booked out early today because of an exercise the prior day. So much to do, so little time.
The only things i spend on recently have been my handphone, and... cigarettes. At this rate i'll be rich on my pay soon, as long as i don't go out and chiong or stuff.
Ho hum. Booked out early today because of an exercise the prior day. So much to do, so little time.
Sunday, November 27, 2005
So anyway another week has gone by. Sigh.
Had a pretty busy day yesterday, after booked out, met up with my family for lunch, then went back to SP for the Chill open house thingy with fa fa. Wanted to go find all our old lecturers and all to say hi but by the time we got there it was over.
Sooooo.......only managed to see a few chio girls still in school, so it wasn't exactly a wasted trip. The career guidance center was closed too so i didn't get to find out stuff for my uni app. Like..........taking SAT. anyone know where to sign up?
Next, rushed back home, before heading over to neighbour lin's house with marcus for.....another open house. Ended up playing mortal kombat on xbox. Then met Evon the vampire dwarf to watch movie, vampire having dual meanings here. One, she bites, literally. Two, she.... sucks.:X
Lastly, went down to arab street to meet ahmad and ada and marcus again for seisha and talk cock. Wah lau eh. Messed up day. Should have just gone home to play NFS Most Wanted.
Lots of things to do man....and so little time. I neeeeeeed help to apply for uni! anyone?
Had a pretty busy day yesterday, after booked out, met up with my family for lunch, then went back to SP for the Chill open house thingy with fa fa. Wanted to go find all our old lecturers and all to say hi but by the time we got there it was over.
Sooooo.......only managed to see a few chio girls still in school, so it wasn't exactly a wasted trip. The career guidance center was closed too so i didn't get to find out stuff for my uni app. Like..........taking SAT. anyone know where to sign up?
Next, rushed back home, before heading over to neighbour lin's house with marcus for.....another open house. Ended up playing mortal kombat on xbox. Then met Evon the vampire dwarf to watch movie, vampire having dual meanings here. One, she bites, literally. Two, she.... sucks.:X
Lastly, went down to arab street to meet ahmad and ada and marcus again for seisha and talk cock. Wah lau eh. Messed up day. Should have just gone home to play NFS Most Wanted.
Lots of things to do man....and so little time. I neeeeeeed help to apply for uni! anyone?
Sunday, November 20, 2005
Sunday, October 16, 2005
One down, 8 more months left before i can go study... whee. Life in the naval wing is.....very different from the army wings. Instructors do not stay in with us, thus, the naval cadets are rather autonomous and self-regulated.
So....no push-ups, no run there touch that, no verbal scoldings. Any mistakes, you'll just get WPs (Withdrawal of privileges), which simply mean that you book out late or book in early, according to the number of WPs you get, or straight confinement. Sigh. It's also....well, pretty childish here.
Lots of stress because there's a lot of stuff to study and learn, passing grade for some tests are 90%. Fail? No problem, re-test and confine! Plenty of time to study too because there's no lights-out.....can sleep as late as 4am! Just that you still have to wake up at 520.
Anyway, there's very little physical exercise here, apart from morning exercise. I'm getting so fat inside the navy, extra buoyancy and all... but it's quite a pleasant change from perpetually running around in the infantry. Heh. Booking in again later....sigh. Hope time passes faster.
bookout attire - wear until machiam mafia.
No idea why our heads are touching. so gay.
So....no push-ups, no run there touch that, no verbal scoldings. Any mistakes, you'll just get WPs (Withdrawal of privileges), which simply mean that you book out late or book in early, according to the number of WPs you get, or straight confinement. Sigh. It's also....well, pretty childish here.
Lots of stress because there's a lot of stuff to study and learn, passing grade for some tests are 90%. Fail? No problem, re-test and confine! Plenty of time to study too because there's no lights-out.....can sleep as late as 4am! Just that you still have to wake up at 520.
Anyway, there's very little physical exercise here, apart from morning exercise. I'm getting so fat inside the navy, extra buoyancy and all... but it's quite a pleasant change from perpetually running around in the infantry. Heh. Booking in again later....sigh. Hope time passes faster.
bookout attire - wear until machiam mafia.
No idea why our heads are touching. so gay.
Sunday, September 18, 2005
Everytime i'm out i think of stuff to blog about but once i'm home my mind's a blank. Procrastinating about everything again...sigh. Supposed to do a few things, like give comments for some fashion thing for a friends, research on universities to apply for, blog, and some other stuff. but everytime i sit down in front of the computer i end up playing games... Heh
pic from bbq yesterday.
pic from bbq yesterday.
Saturday, September 17, 2005
Ok, it's been a while...
Lots of things been happening. Foremost of which is.....POP loh, l.... got my posting, to OCS Midshipman Wing.....where i will train to be a naval officer! I signed on as a regular too.... for various reasons, i.e. scholarship for my degree, money, chance to travel overseas, hopefully can do a masters while serving my term too.
I'll really miss everyone in BMT...from our instructors to my section mates, had some really great times with those guys. Now i'm chatting with Marcus and he's scaring me with stuff i need to bring and do in OCS. First book in need to bring everything and have so much shit already. Sigh.
In more recent news, just got back this morning from a bbq at mario's place yesterday night. After playing games at his place.....we went down to orchard.....to play more games.....through the night. Finished at 6+ in the morning. Kaoz, that was the first and hopefully last time i play LAN to that extent.
Feeling like the world is passing me by... it's been less than half a year and i'm cut adrift again... from old friends, poly mates...and now bmt mates. I always feel like this at the passing of a life stage, wonder if others do too...
Anyway, just to add some colour... a couple of pics. There's more....but i gotta get it off Mario, who forgot to pass them out yesterday while we were at his place. asshole.
Me, my bmt buddy LaaLaa and Ed, a... natural comedian.
3/05 PTP/L Falcon Platoon 4 Section 2!
Passing Outed, with my COs and my parents and mee~ee
Lots of things been happening. Foremost of which is.....POP loh, l.... got my posting, to OCS Midshipman Wing.....where i will train to be a naval officer! I signed on as a regular too.... for various reasons, i.e. scholarship for my degree, money, chance to travel overseas, hopefully can do a masters while serving my term too.
I'll really miss everyone in BMT...from our instructors to my section mates, had some really great times with those guys. Now i'm chatting with Marcus and he's scaring me with stuff i need to bring and do in OCS. First book in need to bring everything and have so much shit already. Sigh.
In more recent news, just got back this morning from a bbq at mario's place yesterday night. After playing games at his place.....we went down to orchard.....to play more games.....through the night. Finished at 6+ in the morning. Kaoz, that was the first and hopefully last time i play LAN to that extent.
Feeling like the world is passing me by... it's been less than half a year and i'm cut adrift again... from old friends, poly mates...and now bmt mates. I always feel like this at the passing of a life stage, wonder if others do too...
Anyway, just to add some colour... a couple of pics. There's more....but i gotta get it off Mario, who forgot to pass them out yesterday while we were at his place. asshole.
Me, my bmt buddy LaaLaa and Ed, a... natural comedian.
3/05 PTP/L Falcon Platoon 4 Section 2!
Passing Outed, with my COs and my parents and mee~ee
Saturday, August 20, 2005
Situational test is done! no more outfield (jungle) training for the rest of BMT! Yay!
too lazy to post up pics on my blog...but will summarize what's been going on... BMT is pretty fast paced. at the end of every week will feel damn stoned, tired out and all. Life is routine and monotonous because of all the bloody waiting time, for administrative and/or boliaoness.
But, it is good because you end up becoming so fit. I feel the fittest ever in my whole life man... aches all over but still going, because of competitiveness. hehe. I absolutely abhor outfield training though, because of the lack of hygiene. Train the whole day, perspire like a mating cow, then can't bath, only powder bath. Mud and sand sticking everywhere...oil, camoflauge cream....etecera. During our field camp, 7 days of rubbish lessons and plenty of endurance training, cos' you lug 30kg odd of stuff around everywhere.
Wearing combat fatigues, which traps heat, eating combat rations, which is something like baby food but with a more pungent smell, swopping my comfortable bolster for a bloody rifle to hug while sleeping, shitting out in the open, over layers of other people's shit, being raped continually by insects, and best of all, corporal punishment. That totally sucks ass, if one person slacks or does something wrong, everyone gets into trouble. Recruits are at the mercy of instructors, whom, if in a bad mood, can be damn unreasonable.
Aaaaaanyway, breezed through everything else, and just concluded our sit test. 3D2N camp to assess our leadership/stress management/peer management aptitude. A small group to run around and try to complete 12 missions, like crossing a river, defending a relay point, that kind of stuff, exactly like adventure camp, so that was pretty fun.
Too lazy to write more... anyway, think there's more than enough people writing about army life, but the problem is that outside of army i don't have much of a life now so can't blog about anything else.
too lazy to post up pics on my blog...but will summarize what's been going on... BMT is pretty fast paced. at the end of every week will feel damn stoned, tired out and all. Life is routine and monotonous because of all the bloody waiting time, for administrative and/or boliaoness.
But, it is good because you end up becoming so fit. I feel the fittest ever in my whole life man... aches all over but still going, because of competitiveness. hehe. I absolutely abhor outfield training though, because of the lack of hygiene. Train the whole day, perspire like a mating cow, then can't bath, only powder bath. Mud and sand sticking everywhere...oil, camoflauge cream....etecera. During our field camp, 7 days of rubbish lessons and plenty of endurance training, cos' you lug 30kg odd of stuff around everywhere.
Wearing combat fatigues, which traps heat, eating combat rations, which is something like baby food but with a more pungent smell, swopping my comfortable bolster for a bloody rifle to hug while sleeping, shitting out in the open, over layers of other people's shit, being raped continually by insects, and best of all, corporal punishment. That totally sucks ass, if one person slacks or does something wrong, everyone gets into trouble. Recruits are at the mercy of instructors, whom, if in a bad mood, can be damn unreasonable.
Aaaaaanyway, breezed through everything else, and just concluded our sit test. 3D2N camp to assess our leadership/stress management/peer management aptitude. A small group to run around and try to complete 12 missions, like crossing a river, defending a relay point, that kind of stuff, exactly like adventure camp, so that was pretty fun.
Too lazy to write more... anyway, think there's more than enough people writing about army life, but the problem is that outside of army i don't have much of a life now so can't blog about anything else.
Sunday, July 10, 2005
A month has whizzed by and we're now officially out of PTP (physical training phase), for female readers, that's a month of pure P.E lessons. Ranging from stupid things like passing medicine balls through your legs, to group runs and gym sessions. Yes, only fat flabby fucks and idiots who forget to take their NAPFA have to go through this. (i belong to the first category.)
One thing good though, is that now i feel much fitter than i've ever been, not feeling all that healthy though, because i'm coughing like a bitch, supposedly due to the extra-chlorinated water in our wonderful island chalet.
Anyway, will be starting BMT, which will also be damn sian but will not have so much free time for us to slack in the bunks already. Soooo..... i hope it passes by fast.
Moving on, i need to get a license very badly. Cos' it sucks when your girlfriend stays in the east while i stay in......... buona vista. Hope to pia finish my bloody theory test then can take TP liao. Hopefully after that can take bike lessons as well. While i'm hoping, i hope that i either discover/invent something that will make me very rich, or establish a drug smuggling ring, which will also make me very rich.
As you can see, i have very specific goals in life.
Finally, i would like to say that i'm happy now. :D I'm with a wonderful girl, a great family, good friends and no big problems in life... what more can a guy want? except for more money, of course.
One thing good though, is that now i feel much fitter than i've ever been, not feeling all that healthy though, because i'm coughing like a bitch, supposedly due to the extra-chlorinated water in our wonderful island chalet.
Anyway, will be starting BMT, which will also be damn sian but will not have so much free time for us to slack in the bunks already. Soooo..... i hope it passes by fast.
Moving on, i need to get a license very badly. Cos' it sucks when your girlfriend stays in the east while i stay in......... buona vista. Hope to pia finish my bloody theory test then can take TP liao. Hopefully after that can take bike lessons as well. While i'm hoping, i hope that i either discover/invent something that will make me very rich, or establish a drug smuggling ring, which will also make me very rich.
As you can see, i have very specific goals in life.
Finally, i would like to say that i'm happy now. :D I'm with a wonderful girl, a great family, good friends and no big problems in life... what more can a guy want? except for more money, of course.
Saturday, June 25, 2005
Just got back from confinement week. Heh, so stoned now.
Anyway, to those who haven't enlisted yet, the first week is about the most difficult, cos' adjusting and all.... bloody sian. it's brief periods of intense activity followed by long waiting times. No real choice anyway, all big organisations are bureaucratic.
Section's pretty fun, landed in the same section as Dennis, so okay there. The rest all pull their own weight, so is okay la, we keep each other's morale up. Loads of funny stories tho,
one guy snores like a hog in mating season, one guy, was the only one out of the twelve without an english name, we called him laa-laa. And it stuck, so the whole company knows him as laa-laa. one guy, has a tattoo on his arm yet scared of injection like girl like that, hilarious stuff. We all bo pian entertain ourselves.
got wayang kia, got bo chup boys all also got! so abit irritating at times, plus training is like damn boring man. the thing i can't stand most is the loss of freedom... just the idea that my time is not my own anymore. bleah. In the fight for freedom, the soldiers lose theirs.
okay end of army post.
Anyway, to those who haven't enlisted yet, the first week is about the most difficult, cos' adjusting and all.... bloody sian. it's brief periods of intense activity followed by long waiting times. No real choice anyway, all big organisations are bureaucratic.
Section's pretty fun, landed in the same section as Dennis, so okay there. The rest all pull their own weight, so is okay la, we keep each other's morale up. Loads of funny stories tho,
one guy snores like a hog in mating season, one guy, was the only one out of the twelve without an english name, we called him laa-laa. And it stuck, so the whole company knows him as laa-laa. one guy, has a tattoo on his arm yet scared of injection like girl like that, hilarious stuff. We all bo pian entertain ourselves.
got wayang kia, got bo chup boys all also got! so abit irritating at times, plus training is like damn boring man. the thing i can't stand most is the loss of freedom... just the idea that my time is not my own anymore. bleah. In the fight for freedom, the soldiers lose theirs.
okay end of army post.
Saturday, June 11, 2005
Okay, this will be my final post.....for quite a while. It's about 4 hours till i'm officially an NSF!
Haven't even packed anything yet. Anyhoo, a recap of the last week...
it's been a blast. met up with loads of friends all throughout, to like....i dunno, say my last goodbyes or something. And for the gadzillionth time, i swear i'm never drinking again.
More importantly, i met this girl, from way back during poly forum last november i think... bumped into her on monday, and over the week just been going out and having fun. Well you all know how the story goes...
But i think i'm still commitment-phobic. Wary, i guess, as in get scared off by 'too deep, too fast'. Heh. So i'm hoping to take things slow and wish for the best...
Was just at Holland V earlier for a late drink with my darling xun xun and evon the dwarf queen when we got talking about alot of stuff. Found out many things, some i didn't want to know. -_- point is, apparently, sagitarius' have sucky love lives. No i don't believe in horoscopes, is just a fun fact!
Ending off here, gotta pack and shit now. Everything turns out right in the end. To everyone in general and in no particular order:
eh jio me out next next saturday! Initial D! - hey! that just inspired me to write cryptic messages for people! i shall just put their first initial and a message for them, figure it out yourselves!
J! missing you already...
W! don't watch Initial D without me!
C! Quit smoking and i quit with you! Shit i need a license.
A! Break a(nother) leg! Love you man!
M! fucking warts. Love you too.
S! owe me a pack of smokes! don't love you anymore!
C! let's go batam! nobody will want your balls and brains. they're actually the same organ.
E! you very short! (ok everyone will know who liao, heh)
R! i still haven't gone ur dad's shop. shit. heh.
J! gym gym gym! gym until ur balls drop!
M! Seisha! when ah?
A! meet up soon man, thx for the wristband. miss you.
J! take care of urself mr. crack every bone in ur body!
T! thanks for ride. hope u enlist soon, tc too!
J! will miss ur lame jokes. fuck you!
G! won't miss ur lame jokes. fuck you!
H! hey neighbour! no more late night suppers for a loooooong time... :(
okay i just realised what a futile attempt this is. it'll take me forever. so nvm. just, well, good luck with whatever's going on with your lives everyone else!
Haven't even packed anything yet. Anyhoo, a recap of the last week...
it's been a blast. met up with loads of friends all throughout, to like....i dunno, say my last goodbyes or something. And for the gadzillionth time, i swear i'm never drinking again.
More importantly, i met this girl, from way back during poly forum last november i think... bumped into her on monday, and over the week just been going out and having fun. Well you all know how the story goes...
But i think i'm still commitment-phobic. Wary, i guess, as in get scared off by 'too deep, too fast'. Heh. So i'm hoping to take things slow and wish for the best...
Was just at Holland V earlier for a late drink with my darling xun xun and evon the dwarf queen when we got talking about alot of stuff. Found out many things, some i didn't want to know. -_- point is, apparently, sagitarius' have sucky love lives. No i don't believe in horoscopes, is just a fun fact!
Ending off here, gotta pack and shit now. Everything turns out right in the end. To everyone in general and in no particular order:
eh jio me out next next saturday! Initial D! - hey! that just inspired me to write cryptic messages for people! i shall just put their first initial and a message for them, figure it out yourselves!
J! missing you already...
W! don't watch Initial D without me!
C! Quit smoking and i quit with you! Shit i need a license.
A! Break a(nother) leg! Love you man!
M! fucking warts. Love you too.
S! owe me a pack of smokes! don't love you anymore!
C! let's go batam! nobody will want your balls and brains. they're actually the same organ.
E! you very short! (ok everyone will know who liao, heh)
R! i still haven't gone ur dad's shop. shit. heh.
J! gym gym gym! gym until ur balls drop!
M! Seisha! when ah?
A! meet up soon man, thx for the wristband. miss you.
J! take care of urself mr. crack every bone in ur body!
T! thanks for ride. hope u enlist soon, tc too!
J! will miss ur lame jokes. fuck you!
G! won't miss ur lame jokes. fuck you!
H! hey neighbour! no more late night suppers for a loooooong time... :(
okay i just realised what a futile attempt this is. it'll take me forever. so nvm. just, well, good luck with whatever's going on with your lives everyone else!
Wednesday, June 08, 2005
Yay, enlisting in three days. Can't wait, but starting to feel like so many things i haven't done, like.... buy and pack stuff for camp, meet up with old friends, hook up and stuff.
Last week haven't been going out much, sleeping alot. Bleah. met up with andrew to talk cock, met up with shifa & co cos' he enlisted last friday, met up with class guys for dinner and stuff, met up with mad airplane RP girl to talk cock, and later going meet more people for farewell for adam and me cos' we enlisting on saturday, plus is cheng xun's birthday today.
Spending oodles of money too. Thank god i'm going in liao, so no chance to spend money.
Anyhoo, was ogling nurses today again. Visits to the orthodontist have never been so fun!
Last week haven't been going out much, sleeping alot. Bleah. met up with andrew to talk cock, met up with shifa & co cos' he enlisted last friday, met up with class guys for dinner and stuff, met up with mad airplane RP girl to talk cock, and later going meet more people for farewell for adam and me cos' we enlisting on saturday, plus is cheng xun's birthday today.
Spending oodles of money too. Thank god i'm going in liao, so no chance to spend money.
Anyhoo, was ogling nurses today again. Visits to the orthodontist have never been so fun!
Wednesday, May 25, 2005
Hurrah! Time for another one of my increasingly rare posts!
It's nearing the end of the holidays for me, another transition in my life ...yada yada yada. Going into army come 11th June. Quite looking forward to it cos' i'm bored now.
Haven't been going out much recently tho. Slowly losing my sanity, don't know why either. This is the part where usually people'll insert goth prose. "the shadow envelops my twilight soul, and august silence descends upon my prostate form as i crawl into ethereal darkness." okay that's about as goth as i can get.
Anyway, yeah, anti-social. Think i'm just bored. Smoking is bad. None of that lung cancer or heart disease shit is scary to the invincible youth. But impotency man. Smoking causes impotency. That's one heck of a badass angle to get people off smoking.
Currently cigarette packets have the warning labels and pictures (brain, mouth, oesophagus, family, indian dude, and baby; gotta collect them all!), not having much effect after the initial gross-out period. But swop them with like.....a limp blimp, and wham! No more male smokers. or like a sperm with two heads, or heads at both ends. That's some sick shit...
Moving on, have been collecting 1 dollar coins in anticipation of going P. Tekong to use on vending machines. On that note, i shall draw up a check list for stuff you need to bring on enlistment day for easy reference for fellow soon-to-be-NSFs!
le liste de contrôle (the checklist!)
_ Alarm clock (the noiser the better, if you can't wake up, at least your platoonmate will!)
_ Cheapo watch (water resistant)
X Padlock(s) (venti sized)
X Snake powder (st. lukes)
_ Small mirror (among other toiletries la)
X Coins (for aforementioned reason)
_ Clothes hangars (not sure about this one)
X Black masking tape (impt, tape everything! rifle, SPO, nipples etc...)
X Ziploc bags (keep stuff dry, esp. for out field camp) (Thx to ShiFatFuck for contributing!)
Other necessities no need to list la, i.e. change of civvy clothes, ample underwear, porno mags, religious artifacts to fight ghosts...etc.
and the number one most important thing to bring....
_ A small bar of slippery and easy to drop soap!
Okay will update this list as and when i think of things. did i miss out anything? *Edited*
It's nearing the end of the holidays for me, another transition in my life ...yada yada yada. Going into army come 11th June. Quite looking forward to it cos' i'm bored now.
Haven't been going out much recently tho. Slowly losing my sanity, don't know why either. This is the part where usually people'll insert goth prose. "the shadow envelops my twilight soul, and august silence descends upon my prostate form as i crawl into ethereal darkness." okay that's about as goth as i can get.
Anyway, yeah, anti-social. Think i'm just bored. Smoking is bad. None of that lung cancer or heart disease shit is scary to the invincible youth. But impotency man. Smoking causes impotency. That's one heck of a badass angle to get people off smoking.
Currently cigarette packets have the warning labels and pictures (brain, mouth, oesophagus, family, indian dude, and baby; gotta collect them all!), not having much effect after the initial gross-out period. But swop them with like.....a limp blimp, and wham! No more male smokers. or like a sperm with two heads, or heads at both ends. That's some sick shit...
Moving on, have been collecting 1 dollar coins in anticipation of going P. Tekong to use on vending machines. On that note, i shall draw up a check list for stuff you need to bring on enlistment day for easy reference for fellow soon-to-be-NSFs!
le liste de contrôle (the checklist!)
_ Alarm clock (the noiser the better, if you can't wake up, at least your platoonmate will!)
_ Cheapo watch (water resistant)
X Padlock(s) (venti sized)
X Snake powder (st. lukes)
_ Small mirror (among other toiletries la)
X Coins (for aforementioned reason)
_ Clothes hangars (not sure about this one)
X Black masking tape (impt, tape everything! rifle, SPO, nipples etc...)
X Ziploc bags (keep stuff dry, esp. for out field camp) (Thx to ShiFatFuck for contributing!)
Other necessities no need to list la, i.e. change of civvy clothes, ample underwear, porno mags, religious artifacts to fight ghosts...etc.
and the number one most important thing to bring....
_ A small bar of slippery and easy to drop soap!
Okay will update this list as and when i think of things. did i miss out anything? *Edited*
Sunday, May 01, 2005
It's 3 in the morning and i'm chatting with jethro. Super cock chat, at first just cos' i was looking for info on the web about the Amish.
Then we started talking about illuminati, their symbol of the pyramid and all-seeing eye, alien presence and all...... and pretty soon the conversation had degenerated into how Pyramids came into existence.....
I give u....an insight into Jethro's mind....
I bloody hell need to go sleep. the msn chat is starting to get really sick.
Then we started talking about illuminati, their symbol of the pyramid and all-seeing eye, alien presence and all...... and pretty soon the conversation had degenerated into how Pyramids came into existence.....
I give u....an insight into Jethro's mind....
I bloody hell need to go sleep. the msn chat is starting to get really sick.
So anyway, i was on the bus home today right, and i had a brainwave! Some ideas for the 15 minute short for the panasonic digifilmfest. Wheeeeee!~ The conclusion i have come to (also while on the bus) is that i think better while sitting down doing nothing en route to home, as the amount of my brain activity(negligible) finally supercedes the amount of physical activity(very little) i'm doing, therefore it works like it's supposed to.
To start the day properly, woke up to meet some guys for a brainstorming session for ideas for the film, at Jurong East. However, as usual whenever there are no looming deadlines, nothing much got done, and we ended up talking cock. Which is a good inspiration for ideas actually.
Watched divergence, a very wtf show with new boyfriend cx, then went down to Orchard to meet shifuck and wilfred. Slacking at the open space at Taka like a kinky foursome of mats, saw this crazy ass cyclist - full gear, gloves, bodysuit, knee pads, shades (at 9pm?) with a pretty expensive rig, replete with 7 intermittent signal lights going circles round the open space.
Now ordinarily i would just put it down to typical nutcase, but this guy came close to clipping alot of people, going really close to the sides where a lot of ma...people were sitting. Including two small children.
Now ordinarily i would just put it down to typical stuntman-esque risktaking daredevil shit, but this guy wasn't doing any stunts, just going circles and circles around. Reminded me of my love life - going nowhere. =
Of course, given his actions, i wouldn't be surprised if he hunts for blogs mentioning his antics today and going "Hahaha i'm famous!!!!" on the tagboards (not an invitation for you assholes!).
Anyway, apart from seeing the aZn Evel Knievel...ehmm...... ran into carol and her friend karen whom shifa is smitten with, professed my undying unrequited love for shifa, saw a babe! on the bus, and decided on more refinements to the doctrine of my cult, the Disciples of Chris.*
*Religion's a very lucrative business. And it is a business. Financial renumeration for wellbeing and peace of mind, envisioning a utopia after death (or even before, for some cannier ones). More on the DoC (yes, adapted...nonono transmorgrified from AmHistX) in a later post.
Listening to:
Stereophonics - Dakota
Home Made Kazoku - Thank You (some catchy jap song of which i can only catch "kimochi!!!")
To start the day properly, woke up to meet some guys for a brainstorming session for ideas for the film, at Jurong East. However, as usual whenever there are no looming deadlines, nothing much got done, and we ended up talking cock. Which is a good inspiration for ideas actually.
Watched divergence, a very wtf show with new boyfriend cx, then went down to Orchard to meet shifuck and wilfred. Slacking at the open space at Taka like a kinky foursome of mats, saw this crazy ass cyclist - full gear, gloves, bodysuit, knee pads, shades (at 9pm?) with a pretty expensive rig, replete with 7 intermittent signal lights going circles round the open space.
Now ordinarily i would just put it down to typical nutcase, but this guy came close to clipping alot of people, going really close to the sides where a lot of ma...people were sitting. Including two small children.
Now ordinarily i would just put it down to typical stuntman-esque risktaking daredevil shit, but this guy wasn't doing any stunts, just going circles and circles around. Reminded me of my love life - going nowhere. =
Of course, given his actions, i wouldn't be surprised if he hunts for blogs mentioning his antics today and going "Hahaha i'm famous!!!!" on the tagboards (not an invitation for you assholes!).
Anyway, apart from seeing the aZn Evel Knievel...ehmm...... ran into carol and her friend karen whom shifa is smitten with, professed my undying unrequited love for shifa, saw a babe! on the bus, and decided on more refinements to the doctrine of my cult, the Disciples of Chris.*
*Religion's a very lucrative business. And it is a business. Financial renumeration for wellbeing and peace of mind, envisioning a utopia after death (or even before, for some cannier ones). More on the DoC (yes, adapted...nonono transmorgrified from AmHistX) in a later post.
Listening to:
Stereophonics - Dakota
Home Made Kazoku - Thank You (some catchy jap song of which i can only catch "kimochi!!!")
Friday, April 08, 2005
Just saw a hilarious quote on bash.
Ar0uNd » Mahatma Gandhi, as you know, walked barefoot his whole life, which created an impressive set of calluses on his feet. He also ate very little, which made him frail, and with his odd diet, he suffered from very bad breath. This made him.... what?
--a super-callused fragile mystic hexed by halitosis.
Don't know how many people will get it tho.
Ar0uNd » Mahatma Gandhi, as you know, walked barefoot his whole life, which created an impressive set of calluses on his feet. He also ate very little, which made him frail, and with his odd diet, he suffered from very bad breath. This made him.... what?
--a super-callused fragile mystic hexed by halitosis.
Don't know how many people will get it tho.
Wednesday, April 06, 2005
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An ode to receptionists
And so... i'm doing reception again
i am so sian, i mean i am man!
answer the phonecall, take message and all
i know i am cute, but damn i feel small.
so bored at work, still got shitloads to do,
go out for lunch, hear clarence got sued. (again)
come back to work, e-mail piling,
just got a call, for LO meeting.
10 more days, feels like years away,
but when it's over, will i be gay?
gay as in happy, not as in fag,
which is actually, synonym for snag.
now i will go,
time pass so slow.
deplorable is,
my english to singlish.
Thank you!
(Spoken in uppity English accent)
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But i'm still bored now leh. blog lo. Anyway, took my final theory test yesterday. And here's something useful for all aspiring drivers!.
-An excerpt from the bestselling book which will be released island-wide in the Summer of 2008 - "How to pass your driving and other superfluous tips only a retard would need and read" by Christopher Wan, author extraordinaire and frequently unreliable fortune teller.
"Chapter XII - Passing your final theory test.
The keywords to look out for, in the gruelling and oft-confusing 50 question test is "Slow down and prepare to stop if necessary" Once you have seen that phrase, reading onwards is redundant. That is the right answer, regardless of what the question is.
You are thus guaranteed a minimum of at least 15 correct answers, making it that much harder to fuck up your test!
Also, it helps to bring a blue or black quill pen, as the advanced computerized test-taking system, initiated in the year 1856, continues to undergo rigourous testing for system integrity. In the meantime, all tests are being conducted via papyrus scrolls and oral recitation."
Wan, also a terrible poet, and recognised sexpert on widely stratified topics, including Engrish Literature, graciously takes the time to explain the true meaning of a oft-quoted phrase.
"Many educated scholars like to say "the pen is mighter than the sword", but that's just an excuse for pussies who can only talk and are scared of physical violence, which is actually a completely natural behavior. I mean, why do you think we have the instinctual physiological "fight-or-flight" response, and not "talk cock-or-run like cock."
The true quote is "the penis mighter than the sword", which i believe is self-explanatory and meaningful, even today. Simply a result of losing records over the years, and having an extra space inserted, to distort the whole meaning of a great, great sentence."
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End of rubbish. Yes i am bored.
Monday, March 21, 2005
Monday again! four more weeks of attachment! Booya!
Need desperately to get a punching bag soon. Purely shadowboxing is gonna fuck up my whole system. This is because the highly adaptable human body, will soon learn to compensate if you practice strikes solely in thin air, i.e. shadowboxing.
Then when you actually hit a hard target, be it a human torso or a heavy bag, you overcompensate and probably can't hit for shit, or worse, lose your balance *personal experience*. Soooooooo........it is very important to practice hitting something solid. Like a bag. Which i so desperately need.
Need desperately to get a punching bag soon. Purely shadowboxing is gonna fuck up my whole system. This is because the highly adaptable human body, will soon learn to compensate if you practice strikes solely in thin air, i.e. shadowboxing.
Then when you actually hit a hard target, be it a human torso or a heavy bag, you overcompensate and probably can't hit for shit, or worse, lose your balance *personal experience*. Soooooooo........it is very important to practice hitting something solid. Like a bag. Which i so desperately need.