Its amazing. I met about 1 million people whom i knew out on the streets today.
we've got:
Mamasan
Chi Wai
Shaun Ler
kailun
Bong
Prem
Largely people from army.. nonetheless interesting. You always meet people from army on the streets. You never know why.
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Final Destination 3 SUCKED. Even thought Auggy insisted on watching it, and Johnnie insisted it was a Teenager's movie, and I wanted to watch Munich.
Didn't really matter.. It was just paying 9.50 to watch tomato juice splash all over the place. The ending? Everybody DIES. like duh.
Met chi wai and his GF heading to watch Final Des III, and i couldn't resist telling him it SUCKED.
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I'm hooked on oasis.. my new favourite song is Wonderwall.. And all the roads we have to walk are winding, and all the lights that lead us there are blinding. there are many things i'd like to say to you, but i dunno how. Cus maybe, you're gonna be the one that saves me, and afterall, you're my wonderwall...
Of course, i still love Eleanor put your boots back on by Franzies.. its my inspiration to RUN. haha.
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I hate being a halfling. Give me a contract, anytime. Now.
Saturday, February 25, 2006
Friday, February 24, 2006
And when the roads we travel are all winding.
What happens when you are obviously shortchanged? What do you do?
I used to make a big farking fuss out of it.. Now.. i just let it pass.. i've got too much to do, too much to think, too much to care.
Very tired. Down with a horrid flu. The cycle is back again.
I need prozac.
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Sometimes, i feel that i am useful.. i mean, i am useful as in, i have uses to people. People can make use of me.. get discounts, make things happen, endless supply of books, a waiting car.
I am pretty useful.. like how all other logisticians are.. the thing is.. i'm not a logistician.
I probably should be.
The point is.. i don't really like being useful.. it has come to the point that i'm no longer needed, only my services are. Would you like a military vehicle at 0800 hours tml? How about tennis courts at my place? A discounted trip to UK? Or a ride to town?
What can i do for you today?
Thats why i need prozac.
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Long windy roads and lonely songs are not good. They are bad for your health. They make your mind wonder.
Thats probably why i need a larger dose of prozac.
I used to make a big farking fuss out of it.. Now.. i just let it pass.. i've got too much to do, too much to think, too much to care.
Very tired. Down with a horrid flu. The cycle is back again.
I need prozac.
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Sometimes, i feel that i am useful.. i mean, i am useful as in, i have uses to people. People can make use of me.. get discounts, make things happen, endless supply of books, a waiting car.
I am pretty useful.. like how all other logisticians are.. the thing is.. i'm not a logistician.
I probably should be.
The point is.. i don't really like being useful.. it has come to the point that i'm no longer needed, only my services are. Would you like a military vehicle at 0800 hours tml? How about tennis courts at my place? A discounted trip to UK? Or a ride to town?
What can i do for you today?
Thats why i need prozac.
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Long windy roads and lonely songs are not good. They are bad for your health. They make your mind wonder.
Thats probably why i need a larger dose of prozac.
Thursday, February 23, 2006
And when the leeks leaked.
So its been a bloody tiring, frustrating, angryfying, horrible, yet satisfying week.
Gunners' Ball 06 is finally over after months of planning, working, and phone calls to make magic.
I don't really have much photos from this event, most of the time, i was busy working, running around, headaching over how to make things appear out of no where with unseeminigly tight deadlines and empty pockets. But we did it.
I've never got more frustrated, and angry with people while working before, and boy was i fierce! haha..
I broke my own alcohol abstinence with me going to The Barrel (the officer's mess) and having a beer nearly every meal.. and ensuring a minimum of 2 or 3 cans are downed each night.. they're free anyway... hahaha..
Spent hours on end negotiating, discussing, and planning. So much so we only have like 4 hour sleep nights, and sun burnt from standing too long in the sun.
Whether it is all worth it? I can't say much about that.. I don't really feel extremely satisfied like Comms Ball.. and i don't really need or want the credits.. its nothing to me.
It didn't make a difference to me when the big wigs came up and shook hands thanking me/us for the effort and hardwork, and when friends and acquaintances congratulated me/us on the event's success, i didn't have any emotion, only glorious relief as i sat under the stars, chatting inanimately with my mentor, CPT James, and close colleague Santosh. That was the most memorable and enjoyable point of the night.
It all seemed to abstract.
I really loved the fireworks though.. truly, it was glorious.
So many happy, sad, angry, good, G-d praising things happened this week. boy am i poofed,
And so as i sit here typing this entry, listening to Engelbert's renditioning, Casablanca, i feel oddly relaxed, and glad that the week is about to be over, and a great relief that time, goes by.
G-d bless your soul Mr Rajaretnam. May you rest in peace.
Gunners' Ball 06 is finally over after months of planning, working, and phone calls to make magic.
I don't really have much photos from this event, most of the time, i was busy working, running around, headaching over how to make things appear out of no where with unseeminigly tight deadlines and empty pockets. But we did it.
I've never got more frustrated, and angry with people while working before, and boy was i fierce! haha..
I broke my own alcohol abstinence with me going to The Barrel (the officer's mess) and having a beer nearly every meal.. and ensuring a minimum of 2 or 3 cans are downed each night.. they're free anyway... hahaha..
Spent hours on end negotiating, discussing, and planning. So much so we only have like 4 hour sleep nights, and sun burnt from standing too long in the sun.
Whether it is all worth it? I can't say much about that.. I don't really feel extremely satisfied like Comms Ball.. and i don't really need or want the credits.. its nothing to me.
It didn't make a difference to me when the big wigs came up and shook hands thanking me/us for the effort and hardwork, and when friends and acquaintances congratulated me/us on the event's success, i didn't have any emotion, only glorious relief as i sat under the stars, chatting inanimately with my mentor, CPT James, and close colleague Santosh. That was the most memorable and enjoyable point of the night.
It all seemed to abstract.
I really loved the fireworks though.. truly, it was glorious.
So many happy, sad, angry, good, G-d praising things happened this week. boy am i poofed,
And so as i sit here typing this entry, listening to Engelbert's renditioning, Casablanca, i feel oddly relaxed, and glad that the week is about to be over, and a great relief that time, goes by.
G-d bless your soul Mr Rajaretnam. May you rest in peace.
Sunday, February 19, 2006
And when servants need a break too.
I don't really consider today much of a break, certainly, with certainty, i begin to understand and appreciate the glorious values of having a book, a chair, and an ipod for the afternoon.
Do you remember the days in school, where we went to school every other day at unearthly hours just to make sure characters like Mrs Kang and Ms K did not get the better of us? And just to make sure that we had a place to put our bags, just to make sure we had breakfast to eat?
And when the school holidays were here.. We were happy... we looked towards a break, a break from studying! and just go all out and play and play and play...
But now.. A break has a totally different connotation. I need a break, and i'll seek it alone, in my room, with my book, and my ipod.
Theres nothing better then moments with yourself.
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Daphne mentioned that.. this is the year, where we.. 85ers celebrate our 21st.. And boy are we going to have to attend tonnes of birthday parties!
My feelings towards birthdays, are exactly of the same sentiment of Isaac's.. he's in india now.. and will be celebrating his 21st in india.. over Ex. Barbina. The point is, we hate our birthdays, me zack and hui. we never celebrate our birthdays, and the closest we ever got to having a celebration was a tea session at V tea room last year. It was never about me i you, it was about us..
It was more enjoyable then having a massive party with people who only come to socialise..
Nevertheless, invite me to your 21st.. and i'll be there, for you.
(i still owe romona something for her 21st. : P)
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I will be in UK on my 21st.. i'll be looning somewhere, either in exeter or durham, or even leceister.. and i just want it to be like everyday else.. its just another day. a day when the sun rises and the sun sets, a day of lauds and vespers.
Suprise me.
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When i came home from church.. i turned on my computer and read my mails.. argh. sigh. there was work to be done. and work i mean camp work. Brilliant.
I thought about it really hard, and decided to just forward it to prem and celine.. who just needed the details.. then i closed my window.. i can't say i'm not interested.. but, it doesn't really appeal to me that i devote my nearly 3 years of my life into this profession of creed and arms for a stipend less then what i ought to get , and still be sacrificing my weekends unnecessarily.
Ah. the perils of a halfling.
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Brooding.
I saw this guy.. probably about 14 or 15.. and i couldn't remember how it was being 14 or 15.. it was a long time ago.. He was a brooding young man.. very very broody. i didn't like it one bit.
He should shave.
I wonder whats becoming of our young in singapore.
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Messy.
I saw this NSmen.. obviously reservist, he was in his lao jiao long 4, unbuttoned and creased, long golden hair.. horrendous. this is the image, that our armed forces portray. what will we make of ourselves?
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Hardware or heartware?
I always thought both had an equal importance, well.. the truth is.. they both do. Without the heart, we won't have the passion to do more, without the hardware, we can't even do anything.
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Commiting time.
Time, is something i don't have oodles of.. i want more time for myself.. and for everybody..when commitment becomes an issue, its you, its not me. don't not expect to have noncommital replies from me.
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Spon - Tain - Eit - Y
I am a spontaneous person.. that is something that everyone and i myself am certain of. i don't plan.. i never do. i just suddenly go into a bout of fits and say.. lets do this! or lets do that! and i get reeeal upset i don't get to do it.
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Like little details that fleur the wall.
I get happy when i see that thing. I dunno why. It makes me feeel reaaally nice inside. Its like a comfort blanket.. that everything will be ok at the end of the day.
yet sometimes. if you interpret it the other way round. i duno how to read into it.
Do you remember the days in school, where we went to school every other day at unearthly hours just to make sure characters like Mrs Kang and Ms K did not get the better of us? And just to make sure that we had a place to put our bags, just to make sure we had breakfast to eat?
And when the school holidays were here.. We were happy... we looked towards a break, a break from studying! and just go all out and play and play and play...
But now.. A break has a totally different connotation. I need a break, and i'll seek it alone, in my room, with my book, and my ipod.
Theres nothing better then moments with yourself.
------
Daphne mentioned that.. this is the year, where we.. 85ers celebrate our 21st.. And boy are we going to have to attend tonnes of birthday parties!
My feelings towards birthdays, are exactly of the same sentiment of Isaac's.. he's in india now.. and will be celebrating his 21st in india.. over Ex. Barbina. The point is, we hate our birthdays, me zack and hui. we never celebrate our birthdays, and the closest we ever got to having a celebration was a tea session at V tea room last year. It was never about me i you, it was about us..
It was more enjoyable then having a massive party with people who only come to socialise..
Nevertheless, invite me to your 21st.. and i'll be there, for you.
(i still owe romona something for her 21st. : P)
------
I will be in UK on my 21st.. i'll be looning somewhere, either in exeter or durham, or even leceister.. and i just want it to be like everyday else.. its just another day. a day when the sun rises and the sun sets, a day of lauds and vespers.
Suprise me.
------
When i came home from church.. i turned on my computer and read my mails.. argh. sigh. there was work to be done. and work i mean camp work. Brilliant.
I thought about it really hard, and decided to just forward it to prem and celine.. who just needed the details.. then i closed my window.. i can't say i'm not interested.. but, it doesn't really appeal to me that i devote my nearly 3 years of my life into this profession of creed and arms for a stipend less then what i ought to get , and still be sacrificing my weekends unnecessarily.
Ah. the perils of a halfling.
------
Brooding.
I saw this guy.. probably about 14 or 15.. and i couldn't remember how it was being 14 or 15.. it was a long time ago.. He was a brooding young man.. very very broody. i didn't like it one bit.
He should shave.
I wonder whats becoming of our young in singapore.
-----
Messy.
I saw this NSmen.. obviously reservist, he was in his lao jiao long 4, unbuttoned and creased, long golden hair.. horrendous. this is the image, that our armed forces portray. what will we make of ourselves?
------
Hardware or heartware?
I always thought both had an equal importance, well.. the truth is.. they both do. Without the heart, we won't have the passion to do more, without the hardware, we can't even do anything.
------
Commiting time.
Time, is something i don't have oodles of.. i want more time for myself.. and for everybody..when commitment becomes an issue, its you, its not me. don't not expect to have noncommital replies from me.
------
Spon - Tain - Eit - Y
I am a spontaneous person.. that is something that everyone and i myself am certain of. i don't plan.. i never do. i just suddenly go into a bout of fits and say.. lets do this! or lets do that! and i get reeeal upset i don't get to do it.
------
Like little details that fleur the wall.
I get happy when i see that thing. I dunno why. It makes me feeel reaaally nice inside. Its like a comfort blanket.. that everything will be ok at the end of the day.
yet sometimes. if you interpret it the other way round. i duno how to read into it.
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