Saturday, May 29, 2010

I miss the way you move my cheese.

Direction

Yes! Now I have a direct bus right to changi airport at my doorstep.

The world prepares for my france trip muahaha.

Anyway, Im still waiting for the malay man who lives 4 doors away to die of lung cancer cuz he keeps peeing and smoking in the lift. Im also waiting for my sergeant major to die in a car accident, cuz he asked me to wear my number 1 to go do a parade while I had a 39°C fever.

Why have mercy on those who have none for you?

Monday, May 24, 2010

GKS

Busy these few days with Goh Keng Swees funeral. Yes, i was part of it, and bloody CNA only took my back shot. That means that particular news segment was very badly filmed, because their main actor was not even in the scenes. Its like a porn movie filmed without seeing the main actress's face.

The drive past from parliament to the conference building was quite cool and weird all at the same time. There were people who probably didnt even know who died and were putting their hands together, and aunties who were saluting awkwardly as we drove past. I wanted to laugh, but then thought to myself," wow maybe itd be nice if I died and aunties would salute to me."

I mean, its not that I have an auntie-fetish. Its just kinda strange how a complete stranger could inspire such patriotism.

Very interesting.

Monday, May 17, 2010

Worst Weekend

Ending is the worst weekend every of the year. It started with a 39­°C fever, diarrhea, and a bunch of stupid medics. The medical center seriously has no prioritization going on. Some dumbfuck lance corporals who were laughing so happily were somehow more important then a bloody 3rd Sergeant who was about to pass out from a fever.

I was given an MC, but what good is an MC when youre too weak to go home?

And back home, oh god back home was the worst. I was like a bird back home. No not free like a bird. I shat like a bird and peed like a bird. Thats right, for some reason my dick wasnt working, and my shit and pee all came out through the same place. What fun!

And just like this, my entire weekend was spend shitting and sleeping. As far as Im concerned, if I didnt spend more then half of it killing shit on my computer or playing stocks, then Ive WASTED it.

GDI!

Tuesday, May 4, 2010

Butterfly

Little tommy was a boy, a child of thirteen
When he saw a cocoon, as small as a bean.
Picking it up, he thought to himself,
"In my hands I hold, a small piece of magic.
For life is as such, so fragile and tragic."

On a shelf he placed it, and for hours he'd stare
With a deep rooted love, that none could compare.
All this while, he thought to himself,
"What a beauty she'll be, how graceful and strong"
But he'd never imagine, how things could go wrong.

The day finally came, when her birth was at hand
the cage would chip, it was going as planned,
yet something felt wrong, something he noticed.
"Her cage is too strong, she cant break out.
I need to help her, of that theres no doubt!"

Gently he'd peel, the confines of her prison
And she spread her wings, like Jesus arisen.
Triumphant, he cried out loud,
"Welcome, my break from my routine,
for too long Ive been like a machine."

Not hearing him, she staggered forward,
Legs unsteady, going onward.
Then she stopped, wings hanging by her side
and a chill filled him deep inside.

Swaying slightly, she collapsed suddenly
This queen, once so heavenly,
was now so still, so still.



I think, maybe, the day we realise that the precious things we thought would last forever wouldnt, because there IS no such thing as forever, no matter how hard you try to force it, thatd be the greatest let down of our lives.