her terrible boy horribly blogged @ 00:45
Sunday, August 10, 2008
stole these pictures from number 2's computer.
first pic's number 1's and the second pic would be number 2's car.
beautiful machines.
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have been trying to dig out family pictures.
that's the reason why number 2 allowed me to use his lappy.
and thats how i managed to steal those two pictures lol.
anyway, cant find any hahah.
we havent taken a family picture before. as far as i can remember.
gonna take some seperate pieces when i am free.
take some of aunt's family as well.
print out some good ones to make an album.
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pretty sleepy, its 0532hrs right now. couldn't sleep.
gonna wait till its medication time before i head to bed. thats around 0600hrs.
number 1's coming over tomorrow morning to meet me.
gonna get our spec's done. maybe i would bring number 4 & 5 for ice cream.
treat them to swensens or something.
oh yeah, printing out some other pictures first.
oh, surprisingly, my tooth extraction isn't giving me any problems at all.
only some slight discomfort at times. and thats not even pain yet hahah.
lucky me, i think they hit a nerve hahahah. darn.
her terrible boy horribly blogged @ 05:24
Friday, August 08, 2008
this 4 recent 4 day field camp was alot more demanding than the BMT 6 day.
maybe because it demanded alot more combat fitness. missions and all.
surprisingly, i was thinking of my two younger siblings.
thought of spending my weekend with them.
and if it happens, what were we gonna do. where to go and all.
and its also true when they say, its during field camp that you see one's true colors.
the lazy people and all. the really determined ones. the negative / positive ones.
all the different kinds of people.
anyway, i had to attend this armour scout recce interview.
that gives me a chance to get on the bike. what i originally wanted before enlisting.
hehehe, dad doesn't allow me to ride one, but if the army says ride, you ride hehe.
when i meet certain conditions, i would be able to convert my license to a civilian one.
so yup, sounds sweet to me. black beret, same as dad.
now i can only hope that i would be selected lol.
and oh yeah, think i am bored of the girl?
time to dump. sort things out. really cant stand it seriously.
i love freedom, i love going out. cant stand it really.
got my wisdom tooth extracted. i have to admit i was scared.
for some reasons, since young i hated visiting the dentist.
so during the operation earlier on, i was shivering i think.
either that or due to the vibrations the trains caused from underneath the clinic.
one thing for sure, every time i saw the scapels and pliers.
my muscles tensed up all over. the drill was, man, freakish.
now part of my face is numb lol. feels weird.
her terrible boy horribly blogged @ 22:18
Friday, August 01, 2008
no pictures this round. guess what i learnt a sad fact from my bunk mate,
whose dad used to work for the military. some where up there in cmpb.
before we enlist, our entire course of army life has already been planned.
whats our posting, if we enter sispec or ocs, which unit would we be posted to.
sad to learn cause in some ways it makes you think,
what the hell am i chionging for then? when other coys are relaxing most of the time.
oh well, thats the army for us i guess.
hmmm, learnt yet another thing lol. picking rambutans.
went out field training. supposed to practice some tactics.
instead, we saw a few trees full of rambutans. we were like ooooo.
pretty tall trees, so sergent was like, sure cant one la, too tall.
drop also very hard to find one, the lalang too thick and tall.
we insisted, thought of ways to pull down the branches.
in the end, i tied my pals coms cord to my bottle, threw it up,
created a loop around the branch.
me and another pal started tugging at the cord like two idiots.
rambutans after rambutans came off the tree hahah. pretty sweet and juicy.
came with lotsa ants as well. oh yeah, the ants in the jungle are really crazy.
big, and in all shapes and sizes, yellowish, black and red.
hmmm, reflected here and there on my way back.
regarding some matters in life. and i realised something.
some times, we just gotta stop trying to make people believe.
cause the more we try, the more we aggrevate the situation.
its like a loop kinda thing, it never really ends.
be it believing what they believe is right, or what you want them to believe.
its all the same. humans have different ways of viewing matters.
once they have decided on a certain point of view, they become fixated.
most of the time, these views dont change.
hmmm, how do i get around this monkey.
female monkeys are pretty much a pain in the arse.
this is one of the harder ones by far.
dont wanna use mind games cause i am starting to find it boring.
mind games are sorta like a cheat code, sure win tactic when you hit her soft spot.
so how? hmmm. think think think. kinda irritating as well, when you cant win.
dunch know why a girl her age cant hang out late.
thats the best time of the night you know, after mid night, party time.
think think think, there has to be a solution. gun down the parents? sweet.
talking about girls. i realised that i have really daring platoon mates.
teased this waitress at fish & co till she sorta avoided our table lol.
horrible. but fun like this, once is a while, is fine i guess.
oh dun worry, we didnt insult her or anything, just made her blush. lol
darn i cant understand this one.
maybe its not that i cant, rather, more like i dont wanna understand?
i dunch know. pretty tricking trying to read another person.
its like trying to decipher some codes. everything can mean anything.
its irritating though how others can read it differently,
cause it produces different results. most of the time, pretty yucking results.
at the same time, i am thinking. how well do my friends know me?
i dare say that most of my friends, even the close ones or those i hang out often with, know very little about me.
like the sea, they assume the water's safe cause the surface looks calm.
only to realise they have judged wrongly after taking a dive.
only a hand full know me deeper than the usual. countable within a hand ? lol
like only one or two of each gender.
her terrible boy horribly blogged @ 22:28