military beckons

nano nano nano nano nano nano nano~~~ sweet sour and salty nano nano nano nano nano nano~~

fucking awesome sweet that is. remember anot? well self explanatory.. it's sweet sour and salty. tell me which sweet can fucking match that!

anyway i haven't eaten it for ages. just humming the song on my way out. wee.

acherly i have quite alot of things to bitch about over the past few days, as usual, about people living to piss me off and ugly people and such but hmm should i go on considering i gotta report to camp by 730am tomorrow?

fuck it. i shall.


not.


bye! see you 11 days later!

knoddy.

same old brand new site

very observant people would have noticed by now i've changed the title of this site from 'us' to 'me'. for very obvious reasons, i'm pretty much the only asshole who writes here and i reckon the cbk have already given up on this whole blogging shit. ^__^

so what does this spell for the so called new site? muahaha nothing much though.

off to sleep. gotta be in school by 7am to blow fucking balloons. don't give me the funny look cos it's not my fucking smart idea. ciao

knoddy

for fuck indeed

i can't book my ippt because this is what those motherfucking insane wombats (miw) said:

"you have disrupted from service. your next ippt window is from 2 dec 2005 to 1 dec 2006. as your birthday is more than 3 months away, please try again later. "

first of all, i did not fucking disrupt from the fucking army you motherfuckers. second of all, as far as i can remember, i have not cleared my ippt for the work year 2004-2005 so why did they say my next window is from 2005-2006?!?!

judging from the way things are, i'm gonna out-process later than those who've already taken their ippt and take the fucking test after which. *punch fist in the face of some fag*

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went coccolatte with some of my team mates last night and oh boy... one pint of hoegaarden. good shit but i couldn't finish it, left some for sam chan to ta as he came late. hehe not to mention we made him buy us one jug of one for one house pour too. wee latecomer rules.

and we got caught on some nightlife shit.


helmi was too mat kool for the kamera while colin flashes his megawatt smile and hopefully this site doesn't attract all the gaymen.


perry, pravin and sam.. could still smile after buying us drinks. well done.

all in all quite fun... gonna be quite a pity if there won't be anymore ivp. i'll miss these assholes.

knoddy

not for fame not for fortune then for fuck

past few nights have been of weird dreams, back ache and half fuck sleeps.

what the fuck is happening to me!!

nah bei i think it's gotta do with something called age..

i) 10 years ago, i was in sec 1... simi lanjiao?! count count count... in 3 years time i'll be attending the oba 10 year reunion dinner. yay

ii) had a friendly against sengkang sec, c div on monday. the battle of respective centrehalves: one aged 23 and one 14. ten fucking years of difference between us. no prizes for guessing who emerged victorious.

iii) my baby/kiddy cousins are now in secondary schools, polys and jcs.

i am so fucking young.

it's kinda fucked up a typical kid in singapore spends about 1/3 to 1/4 of his life studying... to come out not putting what he'd learnt into use. it's more fucked up how they use 2 years to 'transform boys into men', then after that every subsequent year they conduct refresher course.

"eh lanjiao unnerstand. 2 years not fucking enough ah." <-- see what it has done to my language already

ah.. yes you've guessed it god damn it. my reversist is looming and this time it's fucking 11 days. i remember last year, first incamp, my commanding occifer is this lt col tan lan jiao. no i'm serious that's his name. mother fucker forced my platoon to continue digging though exercise was supposed to cut. let's flash back.

*one year ago, some mountain at lim chu kang, hot cloudless afternoon, no shade, water running out, no food... a certain tan lanjiao walks the ground where nsmen are training, stumbles upon my play punk platoon which by then had refused to dig*

"what do you guys think you're doing? helmets off and everything? you know i won't cut the exercise unless training requirement are met ok. as the co i have to enforce a certain standard in training. moreover you are guardsmen!"

as you know lim pei cannot stand this kinda bullshit.

"eh fuck you unnerstand tan lanjiao! don't think you fucking regular can come and fuck around with us nsman. it's fucking 3pm, the sun is merciless and we are without shade. can't we take a fucking break since you refuse to cut the fucking exercise by the stipulated time? and you have no fucking nerve endings on your feet? can't you feel it's fucking granite you're fucking stepping on? dig your fucking backside unnerstand!"

machiam.

well after taking a look at this year's schedule, all we gonna do is some live firing (i hope to kill some fag) and some helichopper shit. but if you believe the army ever follows schedule and there's such thing as "all we gonna do", you're damn smart

enough!

back to normal life, eid is gonna end soon yay. next monday.
next monday is my 4th month anniversary with my darling.

nao hgia i fucking hate eid.

well at least i'm back to world kicks and i have my darling by my side.

knoddy