I love it when I do somethings without half knowing why I do it, like buying an itouch on impulse, then finding out later in life how certain pieces fit together like your proverbial jigsaw puzzle (I now use it to trade my markets during nights out).
It really glues together the spiritualist view that I have of life that everything that happens does indeed happen for a reason that will ALWAYS benefit you, even losing an organ. Always. The beauty is that you only see it sometime later, if youre receptive and perceptive enough. It may be weeks, months or years, but when it does happen to you, and you see the lesson youve learnt, you know youve reached a milestone in your spiritual/character development.
Its so well planned that I cant believe there isnt a higher power out there juggling everything.
Saturday, March 14, 2009
Sunday, March 8, 2009
It's Just A Little Getting Used To
Its been a long time since I spent a night at jens. I got a taste of her awesome hospitality when I got to sleep on the floor ;p but no la, I was the one who suggested it cuz she prolly didnt have any mattress lying around.
The thing about NS is, it doesnt toughen you up the way that you think. It just lets you get used to things. You get used to sleeping on mud. You get used to sleeping inside of decrepit haunted buildings. You get used to all the shit and then, when you sleep on a laquered hardwood floor, things arnt really so bad. Youre not any tougher, its just that in comparison, youre better off. Maybe you translate this as being tougher, but somehow, it doesnt feel the same.
Hmm.
The thing about NS is, it doesnt toughen you up the way that you think. It just lets you get used to things. You get used to sleeping on mud. You get used to sleeping inside of decrepit haunted buildings. You get used to all the shit and then, when you sleep on a laquered hardwood floor, things arnt really so bad. Youre not any tougher, its just that in comparison, youre better off. Maybe you translate this as being tougher, but somehow, it doesnt feel the same.
Hmm.
Sunday, March 1, 2009
Movie Goers That Suck
I just realised that Im starting to hate going to the movies because of some terribly annoying people that always seem to follow me wherever the fuck I go.
These people are, in no particular order of irritation:
1.) Those who just DONT GET IT. They ask their friends sitting beside them "Why did he do that?" or "How did he decipher the code? I dont understand." The weird pattern I kinda notice is that somehow these group of people always have a high pitched, whiny voice that makes you want to tie them to the back of a car going at 140km/hr.
2.) Those that have never seen special effects before. These include mostly elderly women. They go "tsk tsk tsk" or "aiyoooooh" when big things explode, or when they see anything that dazzles their dull minds.
3.) The detectives. These are usually guys looking to impress their dates with their less then average intelligence. They go "Ohh I know why he do that already. You want to know why?, then starts to grin broadly like a retard. What pisses me off even more is that these little shits think theyre the only ones who get it, when itd be tough to find anyone in the cinema who DIDNT.
Of course we have people more into the physical nature of cinematic disturbances, like shaking your chair for whatever reason (ahem), or battling for armrest territory. But these are kinda common and have been around for a much longer time, so Im not gonna dwell on that.
Moral of the Story: Download your movies.
These people are, in no particular order of irritation:
1.) Those who just DONT GET IT. They ask their friends sitting beside them "Why did he do that?" or "How did he decipher the code? I dont understand." The weird pattern I kinda notice is that somehow these group of people always have a high pitched, whiny voice that makes you want to tie them to the back of a car going at 140km/hr.
2.) Those that have never seen special effects before. These include mostly elderly women. They go "tsk tsk tsk" or "aiyoooooh" when big things explode, or when they see anything that dazzles their dull minds.
3.) The detectives. These are usually guys looking to impress their dates with their less then average intelligence. They go "Ohh I know why he do that already. You want to know why?, then starts to grin broadly like a retard. What pisses me off even more is that these little shits think theyre the only ones who get it, when itd be tough to find anyone in the cinema who DIDNT.
Of course we have people more into the physical nature of cinematic disturbances, like shaking your chair for whatever reason (ahem), or battling for armrest territory. But these are kinda common and have been around for a much longer time, so Im not gonna dwell on that.
Moral of the Story: Download your movies.
Saturday, February 28, 2009
Minilyrics
Minilyrics is an addon (plug-in) for winamp. Its so cool, it even has the lyrics for really obscure songs. Let me show you.
They have lyrics to barneys theme song. The lyrics scroll as the song plays.
They have game OSTs. This ones in Mandalorian, from Star Wars: Republic Commando.
They even have it in chinese (which I cant read so this is useless for me anyway).
And jap!
They have lyrics to barneys theme song. The lyrics scroll as the song plays.
They have game OSTs. This ones in Mandalorian, from Star Wars: Republic Commando.
They even have it in chinese (which I cant read so this is useless for me anyway).
And jap!And then this weird thing happen. I think their database was somehow screwed for this song, or maybe I named it wrongly.
"I got the antichrist in the kitchen"?!!
Wtf? How come like stefanie sun suddenly becomes a death metal singer. ROFL
"I got the antichrist in the kitchen"?!!Wtf? How come like stefanie sun suddenly becomes a death metal singer. ROFL
Marley & Me (Spoilers Ahead)
So I went to watch that show, which apparently, according to a friend, was only barely passable. But what to do, the dearest had already booked the tickets. He also said that the ending was a sad one, and I was like, oh thats cool, I can deal with sad endings.
Then when it got to the part when Jennifer Aniston had the stillborn and I was like, SHIT Noooo! cuz I thought the sad part was that she had to die removing the baby. Turns out that it was the stupid dog that had to die. Boy was I relieved. MILFy Jen cant die, but the dog can go anytime. S'not that I hate dogs, I love them, but only the well behaved ones hahah.
Then came the tear-inducing deathbed monologue in the vets. And just when my eyes were about to get a little less dry, the dearest nudged me and leaned over to whisper "ben! see the girl beside me! shes cryyyyyyying!" Then she giggled. And I looked over and the girl was in fact dabbing her eyes with her hanky. Then *I* giggled. Well, I didnt really giggle cuz guys dont giggle. I kinda went "heh heh heh".
And that was how the most touching part of the movie became a laugh riot for us. I think, throughout the rest of the sad part, we were just glancing around laughing at the boyfriends whos tearduct dams broke.
^^
Then when it got to the part when Jennifer Aniston had the stillborn and I was like, SHIT Noooo! cuz I thought the sad part was that she had to die removing the baby. Turns out that it was the stupid dog that had to die. Boy was I relieved. MILFy Jen cant die, but the dog can go anytime. S'not that I hate dogs, I love them, but only the well behaved ones hahah.
Then came the tear-inducing deathbed monologue in the vets. And just when my eyes were about to get a little less dry, the dearest nudged me and leaned over to whisper "ben! see the girl beside me! shes cryyyyyyying!" Then she giggled. And I looked over and the girl was in fact dabbing her eyes with her hanky. Then *I* giggled. Well, I didnt really giggle cuz guys dont giggle. I kinda went "heh heh heh".
And that was how the most touching part of the movie became a laugh riot for us. I think, throughout the rest of the sad part, we were just glancing around laughing at the boyfriends whos tearduct dams broke.
^^
Saturday, February 21, 2009
As far back as I can remember, I have always hated it when I find a nice band with nice music, and then suddenly they began playing it on radio and everyone likes it, then it doesnt seem that nice anymore.
Hoobastanks "Reason" was one. I bought their album long before 98.7 started playing it. Now its the Scripts "Breakeven". What was once nice suddenly became very lacklustre.
Hoobastanks "Reason" was one. I bought their album long before 98.7 started playing it. Now its the Scripts "Breakeven". What was once nice suddenly became very lacklustre.
Monday, February 16, 2009
Decrepit
Do you know where Sembawang Shopping Center is? Dont confuse it with Sun Plaza, the one beside the mrt. I cycled to ssc today, and its a constant source of amusement that people want to set up shops there, because it is in the middle of nowhere. I do admire their persistence, however futile. Even if the rent was low, you probably cant even pay off the meagre rent if NOBODY comes into your shop right?
Then later on, Officer moses surprised me with a call! I hate to admit it, but I kinda miss him, zy and faggot. They were the 3 people that made BMT bearable for me, or else with all the imbeciles around me Id have just died there and then.
But after he called, I had this feeling that I kinda dont put in enough effort to keep in contact with people I give a shit about. I mean, Ive always known that Im a lazy fuck when it comes to things like this (a characteristic I probably picked up from you-know-who) , but feeling, experiencing the discomfort is like bleah. :(
Then later on, Officer moses surprised me with a call! I hate to admit it, but I kinda miss him, zy and faggot. They were the 3 people that made BMT bearable for me, or else with all the imbeciles around me Id have just died there and then.
But after he called, I had this feeling that I kinda dont put in enough effort to keep in contact with people I give a shit about. I mean, Ive always known that Im a lazy fuck when it comes to things like this (a characteristic I probably picked up from you-know-who) , but feeling, experiencing the discomfort is like bleah. :(
Day Jah Voo
I just downloaded Call of Duty 4 and I reached the part where my character had to crawl out of a helicopter after it got nuked. Thats when I couldve swore I played the game before. It seemed so familiar, but yet I would have known what, if I played COD before.
Maybe I played that part on nests comp? Or marcuss comp? But why is everything else about the game a blank?
So weirrrrd.
Maybe I played that part on nests comp? Or marcuss comp? But why is everything else about the game a blank?
So weirrrrd.
$200 From The Government
Garmen gave all the NS men 200 bucks to throw away, so I threw mine on a PRL long sleeved shirt that Ive been lusting after for 2 weeks or so.
Fun Fact:
Ralph Lauren (born Ralph Lifshitz on October 14, 1939) is an American fashion designer and business executive. He is most notable for his Polo Ralph Lauren clothing brand.
Ralph lift shits??!! Wtffff....
Fun Fact:
Ralph Lauren (born Ralph Lifshitz on October 14, 1939) is an American fashion designer and business executive. He is most notable for his Polo Ralph Lauren clothing brand.
Ralph lift shits??!! Wtffff....
Sunday, February 15, 2009
Artillery
Into artillery I go. I was kinda hoping for Chemical Biological Radiological Explosives but artillery is just fine too, since I have a fetish for huge explosions.
Its not too bad too, since khatib camp is like a few bus stops away from me, but its supposedly the camp where people hear Japanese troops marching at night, so good luck with that. The facility is also kinda ancient, so Im wondering if they have electricity, or whether their toilets can flush.
Hmm.
While this may look like a tank, it is actually an arty piece that I think Ill hopefully be working with.
Its not too bad too, since khatib camp is like a few bus stops away from me, but its supposedly the camp where people hear Japanese troops marching at night, so good luck with that. The facility is also kinda ancient, so Im wondering if they have electricity, or whether their toilets can flush.
Hmm.
While this may look like a tank, it is actually an arty piece that I think Ill hopefully be working with.Because Of You
I was having a convo with one of my BMT doods on msn when he made a comment which really made me LOL =)
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klik to enlargeSaturday, February 7, 2009
Protection
Sometimes I feel as though I have a guardian angel shielding and warding all the worldly shit away from me.
How else can I book into camp 20 minutes late just to find out that the nicest sergeant is on duty and not get any extras (extras are like detention in school, just 10x worse)?
Its like I could stride out into a busy road and get knocked down by a bus and lose only a finger. Or skydive without a parachute and land in a cotton factory.
I wouldnt be surprised if I died and whilst I was roaming around as a spirit, found out that everyone has a guardian angel looking after em. Maybe some of them angels are just lazier then others. Or maybe in order for them to give you a helping hand, you need to help yourself first, as the saying goes.
How else can I book into camp 20 minutes late just to find out that the nicest sergeant is on duty and not get any extras (extras are like detention in school, just 10x worse)?
Its like I could stride out into a busy road and get knocked down by a bus and lose only a finger. Or skydive without a parachute and land in a cotton factory.
I wouldnt be surprised if I died and whilst I was roaming around as a spirit, found out that everyone has a guardian angel looking after em. Maybe some of them angels are just lazier then others. Or maybe in order for them to give you a helping hand, you need to help yourself first, as the saying goes.
Sunday, February 1, 2009
Monday, January 26, 2009
Another Regret
Im proud to say Ive few regrets in life. So few I can count them with one hand. Some of them include taking up geography instead of literature just cuz of my friends in secondary school, even though lit was what I really wanted to do, and not starting with the piano when I was given the chance when I was much younger.
Now, Im heartbroken to announce Ive yet another regret.
Recently we had some live firing, and some of the weapons we used included the Matador anti-tank weapon. For the layman, its a rocket launcher. But its no piss ass weapon like you see in the movies that go peeeew-boom. Its more of a BAAAAAAAAM-WOOOOOOOOOOSH-BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM, 100 times louder then you thought youve heard before.
You can even feel the shockwave pushing you back from like, 400 meters away.
My regret, is that I was not around when they asked for volunteers to fire the weapon. Its like you just found out you missed a lets-fuck-fiona-xie selection, only much worse. So, so sad.
Imagine the sound at 4:20 amplified 100 times. Thats my baby man.
Now, Im heartbroken to announce Ive yet another regret.
Recently we had some live firing, and some of the weapons we used included the Matador anti-tank weapon. For the layman, its a rocket launcher. But its no piss ass weapon like you see in the movies that go peeeew-boom. Its more of a BAAAAAAAAM-WOOOOOOOOOOSH-BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM, 100 times louder then you thought youve heard before.
You can even feel the shockwave pushing you back from like, 400 meters away.
My regret, is that I was not around when they asked for volunteers to fire the weapon. Its like you just found out you missed a lets-fuck-fiona-xie selection, only much worse. So, so sad.
Imagine the sound at 4:20 amplified 100 times. Thats my baby man.
Sunday, January 18, 2009
Gypsy One And CBRE
For those not in the know, gypsy 1 is the codename for some dumb navigation exercise. Thats where you take a compass, map and a cross and walk from point A to B (the cross is for praying with. You usually use it more then either the compass or the map).
The group I did gypsy with was pretty good. We were the second to finish the DAY part of the exercise. The most exciting part of the day was when we did the NIGHT portion. Thats when we got lost in the fucking forest for 1 hour. Under the canopy, its really pitch black. Only vague silhouettes slide around like creatures in the depths of the ocean. What makes things worse is that the Mandai trees have stems lined with rows of spikes. Talk about having backbone huh. Then theres deep pools of mud you step into and it sorta drags your entire leg down into the ground, like quicksand. We wernt even halfway through when everyone was shit dirty till the calves.
My sarge got increasingly pissed when even he couldnt figure a way out and into the track/road and cuz he kept stepping into the mini swamps with his gortex boots (ouch!). Then he started blaming people for not doing their jobs but I suspect pride had much to do with it. Thank God we met a group of OCS artillery people who came from the road or else we'd have walked till the next morning or till ghosts found us.
The group I did gypsy with was pretty good. We were the second to finish the DAY part of the exercise. The most exciting part of the day was when we did the NIGHT portion. Thats when we got lost in the fucking forest for 1 hour. Under the canopy, its really pitch black. Only vague silhouettes slide around like creatures in the depths of the ocean. What makes things worse is that the Mandai trees have stems lined with rows of spikes. Talk about having backbone huh. Then theres deep pools of mud you step into and it sorta drags your entire leg down into the ground, like quicksand. We wernt even halfway through when everyone was shit dirty till the calves.
My sarge got increasingly pissed when even he couldnt figure a way out and into the track/road and cuz he kept stepping into the mini swamps with his gortex boots (ouch!). Then he started blaming people for not doing their jobs but I suspect pride had much to do with it. Thank God we met a group of OCS artillery people who came from the road or else we'd have walked till the next morning or till ghosts found us.
*****
I got an interview for Chemical Biological Radioactive Explosives/Explosive Ordnance Disposal Units. I did their IQ/personality test, which I got past and went to seletar camp to wear their bomb suits!
Talk about once in a lifetime experiences!
Despite looking like an entire piece of armor, its actually a 3 part set velcro-ed together (your bottoms, tops and helmet/visor are separate). It weighs a total of 26kg, which is about half my fucking weight and I had to climb up 4 floors, under a table, step through tires, do one of those ring and wire games where you have to hold a ring past a length of wire without touching the wire, climb back down to the first floor, over some more tables, up another 3 floors, through a balancing beam and finally do a wooden puzzle at the end, which I failed cuz my visor was half fogged and cuz I was almost hyperventilating.
No joke man, the suit is so tight and claustrophobic that ever deep breath you take in you gotta push the suit outwards with your lung strength lol. In the end you have to deal with breathing only 40% of your full capacity which makes you breathe really really quick and you start using your mouth, which causes the fog.
It was quite a harrowing experience, but god damn, it was fun.
Good lord, youre really the only person who can wake me up at 4am and not get your head shouted off.
I got an interview for Chemical Biological Radioactive Explosives/Explosive Ordnance Disposal Units. I did their IQ/personality test, which I got past and went to seletar camp to wear their bomb suits!
Talk about once in a lifetime experiences!
Despite looking like an entire piece of armor, its actually a 3 part set velcro-ed together (your bottoms, tops and helmet/visor are separate). It weighs a total of 26kg, which is about half my fucking weight and I had to climb up 4 floors, under a table, step through tires, do one of those ring and wire games where you have to hold a ring past a length of wire without touching the wire, climb back down to the first floor, over some more tables, up another 3 floors, through a balancing beam and finally do a wooden puzzle at the end, which I failed cuz my visor was half fogged and cuz I was almost hyperventilating.No joke man, the suit is so tight and claustrophobic that ever deep breath you take in you gotta push the suit outwards with your lung strength lol. In the end you have to deal with breathing only 40% of your full capacity which makes you breathe really really quick and you start using your mouth, which causes the fog.
It was quite a harrowing experience, but god damn, it was fun.
*****
Good lord, youre really the only person who can wake me up at 4am and not get your head shouted off.
The Problem With The Problem
I dont know what to say, because I dont know where to begin.
This was the most eventful week since the beginning of the year, which isnt much to say, seeing as how its only been 18 days.
Every day I stay in the army, Im reminded of why I have girls as best friends; because the regular male is stupid and insensitive. If you were a tall person in a place where there were only short people, youd realise really quickly how different you were. How can I not feel superior? I deal with 20 year old kids who cant control their tempers and are so completely oblivious to the emotions of others they couldnt tell a happy person from a sad person even if the words "HAPPY" and "SAD" were written on their fucking foreheads.
You know how you walk into a toy store and you see kids pestering their parents to get some shit and then crying when they dont get what they want? Its like that all over again.
Sometimes its so bad I curse myself for growing up too fast.
Maybe if I started laughing at breast jokes. Maybe if I started thinking only of myself. Maybe if I lost my ability to see the big picture of situations. Maybe if I treated people a little worse or valued them a little less. Maybe if I started making fun of autistic people with fits.
Maybe if I did all that and more, I could fit in.
Hah. Like Id want to.
This was the most eventful week since the beginning of the year, which isnt much to say, seeing as how its only been 18 days.
Every day I stay in the army, Im reminded of why I have girls as best friends; because the regular male is stupid and insensitive. If you were a tall person in a place where there were only short people, youd realise really quickly how different you were. How can I not feel superior? I deal with 20 year old kids who cant control their tempers and are so completely oblivious to the emotions of others they couldnt tell a happy person from a sad person even if the words "HAPPY" and "SAD" were written on their fucking foreheads.
You know how you walk into a toy store and you see kids pestering their parents to get some shit and then crying when they dont get what they want? Its like that all over again.
Sometimes its so bad I curse myself for growing up too fast.
Maybe if I started laughing at breast jokes. Maybe if I started thinking only of myself. Maybe if I lost my ability to see the big picture of situations. Maybe if I treated people a little worse or valued them a little less. Maybe if I started making fun of autistic people with fits.
Maybe if I did all that and more, I could fit in.
Hah. Like Id want to.
Sunday, January 11, 2009
|_ 0 2 3 R 5
Im so busy I dont even have time to think about how busy I am.
I wake up, dress up and fall in. Then I run for 4 kilometers.
Breakfast.
Lectures where I struggle to stay awake.
Lunch.
Then we have our afternoon activities of running in our LBVs and helmets and shit or whatever fuck shit they can think up. This is peppered intermittently with short breaks where we wait for our instructors to organise shit they should have done a long time ago.
Dinner.
More exercises/lectures.
We're free at 10. Once everythings done (bathing, cleaning etc) is done, you sleep at 1130. Then you wake at 5, and this post repeats itself.
In Basic Mililary Training Center, the instructors all tell you how youll miss BMTC once you leave it. And somehow, I know that, but experiencing it is slightly... different. And then theres the constant wondering of how people so fucked up they make a whore look saintly can enter sispec. Which only confirms the fact that any dumb fuck can enter sispec as long as you pass your NAPFA.
I miss BMT. The people there were stupid. But at least they wernt assholes.
Hai.
Graduation from BMC with buddy Dylan.
I wake up, dress up and fall in. Then I run for 4 kilometers.
Breakfast.
Lectures where I struggle to stay awake.
Lunch.
Then we have our afternoon activities of running in our LBVs and helmets and shit or whatever fuck shit they can think up. This is peppered intermittently with short breaks where we wait for our instructors to organise shit they should have done a long time ago.
Dinner.
More exercises/lectures.
We're free at 10. Once everythings done (bathing, cleaning etc) is done, you sleep at 1130. Then you wake at 5, and this post repeats itself.
In Basic Mililary Training Center, the instructors all tell you how youll miss BMTC once you leave it. And somehow, I know that, but experiencing it is slightly... different. And then theres the constant wondering of how people so fucked up they make a whore look saintly can enter sispec. Which only confirms the fact that any dumb fuck can enter sispec as long as you pass your NAPFA.
I miss BMT. The people there were stupid. But at least they wernt assholes.
Hai.
Graduation from BMC with buddy Dylan.Thursday, January 1, 2009
Marriage
I talked to my buddy bout marriage. Or rather, the process of this extremely troublesome event that has somehow wormed its way into our list of important things to do within the next 15 years.
Its all really confusing cuz like, you have to get married once when youre solemnised (thats when you do that "i do" "i do" shit) and then get married again when you drink the wedding wine (if youre chinese, which unfortunately, I am). So I didnt really understand when I was actually married lol if you get what I mean. At least, that was how he explained it and how I got it.
I only barely got the idea and its still kinda fuzzy in my head. But apparently it was quite a fun learning process for him.
And not to mention that cuz my buddy is below 21, both parties are required to bring their parents down, which is kinda dumb, but oh well thats singapore for you.
Its all really confusing cuz like, you have to get married once when youre solemnised (thats when you do that "i do" "i do" shit) and then get married again when you drink the wedding wine (if youre chinese, which unfortunately, I am). So I didnt really understand when I was actually married lol if you get what I mean. At least, that was how he explained it and how I got it.
I only barely got the idea and its still kinda fuzzy in my head. But apparently it was quite a fun learning process for him.
And not to mention that cuz my buddy is below 21, both parties are required to bring their parents down, which is kinda dumb, but oh well thats singapore for you.
The New Years
It feels strangely dull. Maybe the passing of time has lost its effect on me. The only feeling I have for new years is that of irritation cuz now I have to write 09 instead of 08 when I write dates.
*****
Its a miracle how some people get into command school. Their personalities are so screwed up they make a screw look straight. I dont feel like Im the top x% when I see the kind of rabble Im placed with.
Its a miracle how some people get into command school. Their personalities are so screwed up they make a screw look straight. I dont feel like Im the top x% when I see the kind of rabble Im placed with.
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