its-a me

It has come to my attention that not many friends read my blog. Perhaps it needs advertising. Or not. I'm not exactly craving limelight. Limelight. If you can call it that.

The modelling agency called again. I don't remember their company name. I've received numerous opinions on this matter. My final decision will be to check the place out and boot the deal if it sucks.

That took me a minute of thought. I spent the rest of the day playing New Super Mario Bros.

uncle kong wants you

This was done because I was told to.

But I have to say I kinda enjoyed doing it... Although I can clearly see now why I'm still single.


10 Things A Girl Can Do To Get [my name here] Eating Out Of Your Palm:

i.) Dark-framed glass and that "I Like Boys But I Love Shopping" t-shirt makes you hot.

ii.) Not afraid to drink. Obviously, not like how dear Ms. Erdiana used to though... -_-

iii.) Outstanding hairdo. Just know that if you're rebonded, you're most likely not my type.

iv.) Hmmx.. iF yOu TyPe LyK dAt DeN oBvIoUsLy CaNnOt MaKe It BaHzZ =P lOlX!!!11

v.) Neither smoking nor tattoos will work.

vi.) My mom's gotta be cool with her. T_T

vii.) Bring me around once in a while, it's not a male prerogative... And so is paying fer meals. =)

viii.) Never afraid to openly flirt with others.

ix.) Won't say "yes" so as not to upset me.

x.) Don't wait fer me to call. Just call.


PS: In relation to number 3, it had nothing to do with that girl with the shaved head at the station the other day. Just so you know, Boon. But she was seriously cute.

rid that booger

Road to recovery from flu sure is long. At least the fever and gastric problems are gone. Guess it's gonna be a while before I get hooked on milk and chilli again.

SNIFF.

Shall go for a run tomorrow with my nose. Haha. Ha. Ah.

Lame pun.

sweating in civis

Outcamp run at the Marina Promenade yesterday. Was pretty good, considering my recent lack of training... It was also the first time I brought my camp bag all over town. Crazy.

Had claypot chicken rice. Went "shopping" with BaoEn. Only got one Nike singlet, damn. Got Japanese ice cream. Green tea with red bean and banana chocolate. Shall try sesame next time, although it looked like volcanic mud.

EngChye dropped by after getting comics. He accidentally found my NFS Most Wanted, yay. But the computer gave problems. Also killed the whole night trying to burn a DVD. =( Hmmm, I'll try again later before The Session.

uh oh

Mom's the word. She's a superwoman. You can never hide your alcohol from her. Can never hide your stained clothes from her.

And can never hide "your habit of gambling that you've already stopped for a long time already because you've learnt your lesson after losing 5K months ago but it doesn't really matter because she'll still nag outta concern because she just found out about it after checking my account" from her.

seeing double

Back home from a long and expensive taxi ride. Believe it or not, I was at Double O two nights in a row.

It all began on the Friday morning at Maju Camp, a bunch of us shifting empty containers to get ready for National Day preparations. Plans were made to party, after all it has been quite a while since we've actually let loose... Figuritively. Anyway, I can't really remember what kept me up after the half day off. With my eyes practically open till 10pm. I was kinda sleepy by the time I arrived at Orchard to meet the guys. Then we took a bus down to my presently favourite club. There's just something about it... It's my kinda people? I dunno. The music was awesome. Is awesome. Chics are delicious too. Hot rubbin'. Gotta luv da hot rubbin'... Heh. Obviously, the most fun part about clubbing is when you're hanging on that thin line between being very high and drunk goner. Everything then just seems beautiful[just so you know, the chics were already beautiful before we even started drinking]. Of course, everyone knows when to call it a night. The signs come up in yer face. Like when fights are spurred and grinders start sleeping on you.

Ah, I meant to head downtown to get a present fer Mommy, definitely did not expect to sleep in until 6pm. Had dinner for breakfast before heading out to meet The Man. Original plan: Zouk. You people still don't believe I've never been there, do you? That aside, I was still in that hangover phase. Had some cola to refresh while Mr. Chye made his calls. Long queue. Yes. Still reminiscing about the dancing. Strong urge. Thus back at Double O. Chilled a little, passively smoking at the exit. Hmmm, crowd's kinda small. Bak Kut Teh. I'm a glutton. People magically turned up after supper.

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Ayaaaah. On the whole, I just love Double O lah. I know I'm gonna wake up after sunrise and read this again to find that nothing special has been noted down... Dry whiskey plus vodka mixes make me happy.

update

Yes. I have been spending alot of time on the Diamond Version.

Hmmm, always happens. I'm indoors for every long weekend. What a waste of time. Hopefully, I can do something more productive while I'm out tomorrow.

PS: Drinking in the Specialists' Mess always ends fun. =p

call it what you like

Yay, Pokemon.

bleah

The meeting back in camp was practically a waste of time as I see it. Plus, certain appointment holders failed to show up. -ahem-

At least I'm back at home now, trying to accomplish a fair share of exercise I can possibly carry out in less then an hour before dressing up to spectate The Phantom Of The Opera... Long weekends without plans, nothing to do but eat. Holy crap, my head seriously hurts. Probably will go see a doctor after guard duty.

Yes. Guard duty.

See you guys on Sunday.

aaaaaaooooooww

My left brow feels bruised. I wonder if it's possible to get hurt when you're lying face down on your pillow during sleep. If that theory's out then the only other assumption I can make is that someone punched me in the socket while I was unconscious. My head friggin' thumps everytime I make a sharp turn with my neck. Not feeling too comfortable as well, perhaps it's just a fever. A fever, you hear that, guys? Means Zouk's outta the question now.

Bummer.

apple prints

Again, due to foreseen circumstances, did two duties this week. Hmph, hardly makes a difference since I'm in the office every other day. And because of parade rehearsals, which I'm not involved in, this time round, makes the job a hell lot easier. Got to read in the papers about stuff happening outside this camp. Veteran policemen losing their lives in line of duty against illegal immigrants, sad. Snapped foreign student gunning down 32 people before macing his face, hmmm. Workers in China die after being engulfed by molten steel during spill, ouch. Funny, people die everyday and those who live don't care unless it's in a "special" way. No offence to all ghosts reading this, it's just human nature. -shrugs-

After fast-forwarding the week with my iPod, I found myself running in Simei. I really hate it when I suddenly surface from my dreamy state, ESPECIALLY while running. Brings the stamina down greatly. For me, at least. Gave up after passing my house twice and had some oily snacks before dropping by at Coldstream for a light lunch with some durian. Yummy. Down to town I go, almost zoning out in the train with the tunes of Gorillaz. Power of the Spicy Chilli Dog kept me up as I went shopping for boxers[okay, sounds gay, hot dogs and underwear...]. My Dad took my old ones. Ain't no way I'm taking them back. AND the shop gave me a transparent bag, thanks alot, fag... Walked by NUM and bumped into Zul, long time no see, now a salesman there. Ha. Chatted up fer a while before Willard popped by. Wonderfuckingful, a mini St. Patrick's reunion we had there. Cruised after trying and buying a top. Finally, a paper bag to hide my previous purchase.

We were stuck with Sunshine since Smokin' Aces was only available at late slots, wasn't the time for Wildhogs, Turistas was yet another gore flick and Nightmare Detective... Let's just say we didn't wanna think while reading subtitles, like in DeathNote[I'd like to blame those Prudential savings girls on the fact that we couldn't catch Smokin' Aces but unfortunately I can't rub it in their pretty faces]. Generally, I'm starting to dislike astronautical films. Majority of the small boys on Earth dream of growing up to be astronauts when they grow up, although, let's be realistic, they won't. And the occupation seems pretty prestigious. Somehow these twisted directors love to make everything in their space missions go wrong. Must've been pretty tough on lil' Mr. Sour Grapes when he found out NASA wouldn't except him. =/

Coupons for Burger King, yay. Their Double Cheeseburger's not half bad. It may have been around for a while but it's a new discovery for me. It's hard to notice when you've got something like a Mushroom Swiss. By now, you probably would have realised that I've mentioned food a handful of times in this post so feeling guilty, I forced The Man to walk with me to Bugis[we were in CineLeisure then] to check out that bar, Shanghai Jazz. At the same time, we accidentally found The Mint, that toy musuem we've been looking for a coupla weeks back... Yay, plans for next weekend already set. Too bad we won't be seeing those two recruits until May, ha. Sucks to be you guys! Best wishes for your field camp...

PS: Bah, D&D tomorrow... Should I take Monday off? ... Can I?

i just HAVE to put this up

aljunied's wee lee studio is so much better

The predator slammed his prey onto his dining area... Eyeing his meal with intense hunger, all the four small shelled ones could do were look on as he starts to pry open their armour, one by one. The torns gave no hope in defending again their maker's large palms. The first victim revealed his vulnerable, foamy insides with yellow flesh. Pulling onto its body, its parts came off slowly and soon put into the consumer's mouth. He chewed it ferociously, as if getting back for those scratches from the green shields. Fate of the rest followed suit.

His pets finished whatever leftovers before leaving the carcasses at the disposal. Scavengers would arrive thereafter. Concluding the sad story of how four D24 durians mysteriously disappeared from the face of the earth.

PS: Yay, finally applied for my basic theory test for my driver's license.

sweet

Another typical Saturday afternoon. Wasted away my rest with C&C3 while munching on Sour Cream & Onion Pringles and downing carrot juice. My room's still in a mess but the tidying will have to wait... Gotta prepare to head out fer dinner soon. What should I wear tonight? Hmmm...

Yesterday was a half day. Buses[came late again] for the trip down to Taka. Some army roadshow. Was pretty cool. Might've stayed longer if weren't for the evaporating rainwater. Never thought I'd say this but I learnt a coupla things at the exhibits. Plus I bumped into Jemmo and Yazeed. MPs. Haha. And I got a free mini duffle bag.

Stoning at City Hall feels very... Comfortable. It was probably just the coffee place. We had to rest somewhere after hours of walking, from guitar browsing to riverside strolling.

On the whole, it's another good week. Excluding the loading of magazines incident.

Argh. Gotta practice "The Sharpest Lives" for tomorrow.

the island

Argh, I missed Rivermaya's performance and 251, the play. Sorry to YiQiang and BaoEn. My family had to hold an exaggerated farewell event for my little brother.

The trip to Tekong today sure brought back memories. Took the tour for civilians with my parents, grandma and aunt Susan. So, this was what they did "behind the scenes" the last time round... Pfft. From the address to the oath-taking, I smirked as I thought what raced through the new enlistees' minds. Guess they'll be doing fine, though, buncha Scorpions...

Chatted a 'lil with Boon before getting back on the Penguin. Packed the best roti john back with me. Hehe...

What a short day. Alright, back to the show. The Homecoming rocks.

PS: Shit, I hate haircuts. 5 more months...

crazy taxi

That was one drunk-ass cabbie.

"Eh boy, they buildin' a condo here?"
"Uh, not sure, uncle..."
"Dunno eh, then shut up lah."
"WTF?"

"Going to Jalan Angin Laut?"
"Yeah, all the way straight."
"ALL THE WAY STRAIGHT???"
"... All the way."
-VROOOOOM-
"WTF?"

"Wah, hot girl."
-honk-
"WTF?"

D&D tonight was an awfully hilarious session, we got turned into animals. Hey, at least I was a lynx.

Jamming was slammin'. If I had a cent for every time I went through Zombie today, I'd probably have more than a dollar... I almost sang my tonsils out too.

Well, time for some C&C3 again. The comrades are waiting.

cowabunga dude

Recently, I've been watching alot of movies. I mean, A LOT. Handful per week. This week was TMNT and Midnight Sun. Seeing the turtles back in action was pretty exciting, obviously critics wouldn't be impressed by the film, comparing it to present CG animation. Still, they're childhood icons. Guess you could say I was pretty disappointed that Donatello didn't exactly play a big part in the movie. But who'd noticed with such a highlight; Raphael VS Leonardo. Fans know their rivalry and that scene was purely intense. One thing I didn't exactly fancy was how the Foot soldiers suspiciously looked inspired by Spiderman's image... Okay, maybe it's too much of a review. Hey, I was a fanatic, okay? Camp was a bore today. So I caught the latter flick in the mess. How emotional. I just love these kinda stories... Gets you all choked up. Don't laugh. I'll choke you.

Wonder what songs we'll be jamming this week. Hopefully some soft ones, that'll be good. Going all My Chemical Romance isn't exactly a breeze. I should copy some lyrics but I'm busy with Tiberium Wars. Guess that trip to the toy museum'll have to hold as well... =P

PS: Oh dear, I have committed gluttony. Gotta find a cure. Gotta find a cure. Gotta restart my running regime.

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Oh yeah, have yet to pick out a sexy civilian running attire.

krrrrrrrrrrrryptonite

Finally got my Command & Conquer 3 Timberium Wars Kane Edition. No regrets on the GDI t-shirt. Although the NOD forces have Josh Holloway.

Thanks to the game, I haven't worked out since Friday. Oh sinful me.

-pinches waist blubber-

Nor have I washed my hair.

no fools

Again I start of the post by summing up the week at work. I take my words back about the week before. Last week was officially the longest. Monday was horrible. Thanks to foreseen poor administration, prep for field camp was murder. No time to shower before moving out to deployment ground. No sleep for three consecutive days. No handphone. But hey, who's complaining? That's all behind me now. Believe it, it's finally here. The end of a phase. Field camps no more. Can you smell it? I can. Pink. Fuck the number 23. Pink's a good color. The color of freedom. The colour of my IC. Be counting the days before you return to my pocket, baby. 6 months? Pfft. A breeze.

Didn't have time to slack in the mess... They had good movies. Damn. Well, they always have good movies. A 3 day work week coming up's gonna be heaven. No pun intended for it's gonna be Good Friday. Heh, more bookout days to spend. I've been getting the hang of the action in the civilian world recently, wonder if it's in my horoscope or something... Never really spent time like that before. I used to be really boring, ya know... Haha. Humble.

Eyes irritate from contact lenses, should get used to them, I'm too much of a specky. Tried to look good, was supposed to go fer an interview fer some modelling company that approached us a week ago, lost sight as soon as a I got on the train, couldn't be bothered with these things... Still, the guys might've had some plans fer this evening, Double O being the usual plan. But we didn't today, of course, not some buncha Michaelangelos jumping about at parties. Ah, didn't get to catch TMNT, thanks to Boon the recruit. Anyway Khai had a date on so we caught Jim Carrey's flick instead. Don't get me started. Okay, I'll start anyway. My birthday. March, 11, 2007. 3+11+2+7=23. Lol. SO? But it was helluvan exciting thriller, have to say.

The usual LED[I know it's lame, but I remember cliques like that by stupid names; this one's Louis Eugene Dan] stuff we did, check out comics, play pool, occasionally bumping into celebrities; eg. Felicia Chin at Cathay's Starbucks today. Haha. The guys try too hard to spur the outings, tend to wanna end the day in flashy ways. So I brought them to Cosafe to feed their testosterone, where Boon could ogle at French-maid-costume clad teenage girls serving us mushroom linguine and peach milkshakes. Like Hooters, for anime freaks. Ah it was just fer the moment, though. No kicks minutes after the ref blew the whistle on Liverpool's ownage against Arsenal. No pun again. =P So anyway it was pretty funny to see this two Caucasian closet Blackburn fans sitting in the front... T'was a damn good headstart fer'em but, urm, the Devils were better. Haha. Burn them roses. If you haven't already realised, I was there fer food and soccer. However, it maybe because of our waitress, Kate. Hehehe.

Night ended well. =) Gonna turn in. Feel like a run in the morn before teasing the tummy with a feast from my cousin's birthday.

traded activities

I wonder if I'm trying too hard... Filling in slots after work for movies, pool, parties and dates. Looking back, the first quarter sure has been pretty happening. More outdoorsy.

Haven't had time fer the keyboard and manga though. Ah, the old timekillers...