screwed over .

hey guys and girls it's time to bitch again
tdy's the worst day of my life in 2004 so far i got screwed over twice at the office cos of some really really small shit ....really unbelieveble man there are still people out there who can't differentiate a cd-writer from a cd-r disc oh wth. anyway i was so pissed i decided to take my gary fisher out for spin. and spin it did. i returned home with a punctured tyre apparently acquired after negotiating a sudden drift in the park not forgetting i hit a small kid who was on the cycling track too haha! that really made my day man who told him to walk on a cycling track. argghhhh screw it. it's a new day tdy and i won't let it bring me down.

my life needs a re-org! .

with the new year rolling in and the new change of life at the office my life definetly needs a reorg. what would my after office hours life be like? passive or active? fun-packed or dull? should i take up a part time degree/course? can i cope? all these shit have been running through my mind ever since the first few days of the New Year has passed....i think i'm in for a jolly good ride

farewell 2003 .

the year is coming to an end
a rather good year tough things strarted to screw up towards the end
i acquired a screwed up computer and a messed up xbox which created an impression that the xbox is no better than a calculator
other than that thigns have been alright
my love life is still stagnant ...maybe she will come into my life next year?
things are hard to predict though
anyway screw 2003 be it good or bad
it's time to bring on 2004.

bring it on.

limbo.

as i wait in mindless stupor
the com is drawing lines of lore
i've finally gotten my computer
set it up and gunned it hilther
but what went wrong i do not know
which left me wondering here in limbo

office space

the droning of the air conditioner
fills me in dreamy state
as i lay in the easy chair of my cubicle
i'm a loner, a vagrant, shifting thorough the sands of time
the mere act of pretence being my guide
and protector of my hide

i feel so bored
i think i shall go and shit right now

christmastime has ended once more

and yes christmas day is coming to an end
what an anticlimax to have to work again tomorrow
anyway i managed to get the aprts of my new desktop system tdy minus the lcd monitor and the damn casing. hopefully i can stop using my friend's laptop and begin using the super charged p4 ..... but somehow ...i still feel sad man...wondering what's happenning to me of late....i seem to have lost my drive and passion for the things which matter to me....maybe it's time i settled down and re-evaluate myself... in the meantime i can only enjoy the last hours of christmas day....(although christmas has 12 days..singapore only recognises 1...)

it's christmas time once more

it's been awhile since i had my last christmas.....365 days in fact. and to date many things have happened and changed in my life since then.....this year's christmas is rather different for me. cos i spent the first half of it at home with a gang of close buddies from sec. school....although it sounds gay...we still had a great time witht he ps2, the ever slow outdated laptop and the mandatory booze and snacks....right now everyone is stoned except me....to be continued

where are you christmas

Where are you Christmas
Why can't I find you
Why have you gone away
Where is the laughter
You used to bring me
Why can't I hear music play

My world is changing
I'm rearranging
Does that mean Christmas changes too

Where are you Christmas
Do you remember
The one you used to know
I'm not the same one
See what the time's done
Is that why you have let me go

Christmas is here
Everywhere, oh
Christmas is here
If you care, oh

If there is love in your heart and your mind
You will feel like Christmas all the time

I feel you Christmas
I know I've found you
You never fade away
The joy of Christmas
Stays here in silence
Fills each and every heart with love

Where are you Christmas
Fills your heart with love

wake me up.

and so here i am sitting in my room at 7.10am wondering what went wrong. i have been posted to the police cantonment complex over at new bridge road and work starts at 8.30am everyday the only problem being---i can't wake up. this isn't the first office job i've held but surprisingly i don't know why i can't wake up or at least wake up without feeling sleepy. wtf man is this what i'll be doing for 2 years? if so i should be in deep shit. things over at the office are crazy right now with alot of admin shit not properly done. i don't even know what's my post and purpose in the dept and even my pass to certain area have not been made. crap i hope i would meet someone at the door later when i report for work.

home.

the parade began with a wet start albeit the prescence of rain. uncertainty engulfec me as i marched towards the front to receive my rank as i was unsure whether my dad and uncle could find me amidst the sea of brown. (you know what i'm talking about.) an inner bonding of faith fuelled me when they put on my rank for me. happiness was what i felt as i did the last march off and ultimetly, a feeling of relief as i knew my days of shit was over

everything happened so fast, that i felt out of control.

but hey. i'm back. back in action

goodbye PA
hello PNSD.

PO PO POP. Goodbye Mangkok

every beginning has an end. today marks the end of my 20-week long training at PA. It however marks a new beginning cos i would be starting on next ns phase in 5 days time. i don't think it would rain later today during the parade since most of the "mana" was used up last night and is still continuing to be wasted right now as i write...perhaps the sky doesn't want to disappoint those who are coming to support me but whatever the case; i'm coming home.

the final 3 days.

going back to camp later and this time it would be my last 3 days in there before i officially pass out on wednesday evening. somehow i wish that it would rain on wednesday so that i would have a passing out ceremony haha. right now the only problem is my exit permit---will i ever see it..will i ever get to fly away or remain in this place for those 3.5 days of understated rest

4 MORE DAYS TO POP !!!...

well it's 2 actually if you minus tomorrow and the actual day. it's great to know that i would soon leave that shithole at thompson road. the very home that wasn't. many people asked me if i would miss them or think about the place. my non-impulsive reply was of course a straight emotionless "NO". However, i would always remember that place as one which helped build up my tolerance for nonsense and the very test grounds for myself in terms of independence whenever i felt lonely, helpless and basically just fucked up about everything. yes. i have passed the test and after all that shit i should be rewarding myself i guess

10 more days...

10 MORE DAYS TO POP!!! FINALLY my fingers are able to count the number of dammed days in the shithole that i am in. this week would probably be a damn torturous one as i'll be spending 5 fucked up days at the damned parade square with the blazing scorching sunrays aimed at me. sometimes i wonder why did they need 3 weeks to practise for one stupid POP parade which no-one seems to bother about. It's just a passing out parade in my opinion. Nothing GRAND about it. it's either that i've grown out of such trival extravagances or SOME people have really never seen the world so much that they are so siao on about the parade. whatever la i'll be out in 10 days anyway and i won't be missing the people there.

18 more days...

the days are finally getting lower. it's just 18 more damnned days in camp before i finally get out of it.

nothing eventful happened this week except that i came home for 2 days cos of diarrhea on tuesday and wed. next week would be a holiday week for the beginning of the week cos only he real traiing for the parade will commence on wed.
i've finally registered for my lon procrastinated SAT exams with that monkey friend of mine today. and FFX-2 eng ver is in my hands too. i feel spastic writing in such a jolly way but who cares POP lo..!

24 more days...

FINALLY the damn exam is over. the essay questions were alright but the mcq ones are the ones which i'm more worried about. somehow or other either i'm stupid or the questions were so badly structured that i were not able to understand them. perhaps i'll never know. Hopefully by tomorrow i'll be able to know how i fare....
the week should be a boring one mostly occupied by drill drill and more drill for the passing out ceremony. FINALLY, i'll be ut of the shithole. what would really make me bored is to find out that i would be posted back there . please pray that i won't.

4 weeks more...

this is it... in 4 weeks time i wil be out of the shithole provided that i don't fail my exams which are to take place in 2 days time..somehow...the pressure to study is on but my environment stinks...wish me luck

what dreams are made of

for the 2nd time running i've been having dreams of a certain someone from so long ago. is she trying to tell me something?

success! (see prev. post)

here i am again. back from a shitty week full of tests. My IPPT was a success with my 2.4km run walk clocked at 9.56s instead of the previous 10.20s and 10.40s when i first came in. SOC was completed in a modest 7.46s judging that it was my first and last SOC test before i get out of PA. Drill test was just a breeze.

i was also had 2 unexpected interviews for positions witht he admin side shoud i be posted out. now my only wonder is whether i would regret going there or staying to the usual NPC shit. whatever will be will be i guess. going to catch the matirx : revolutions later which i think i would be wasting my money cos i've more or less forgotten what happened in the previous matrices...screw it

now all there's left is one more major exam next friday b4 i can really "relax" in camp until POP day.

survive this week (part 2)

i'm back home again and soon i'll be back out
the upcoming week is going to one shitty one cos apparently i have 3 tests to take this week. Scenario based test, my IPPT and my Drill test. sometimes i wonder if the "higher powers" up there really have brains or not. they cram so much shit into one pathetic week instead of spreading it out evenly. to top it off i have PT almost everyday.
so much bitching has been done...ultimately i'll still manage to pull through...somehow.
btw my tigerfish just died this morning. bastard jumped out of the tank.