Just realised something when i looked thru the photos again!!!
Look wad i found:





Tada! Yz and Bryan pls dun kill me! Not i do 1 but its in my camera!

This are some of the photos that i have taken! Enjoy!

Photos

Enjoy the Photos

This could be another rant from me so just bear wif it...
Eversince i got posted to my new unit, my life has nv been as 'suay' as it used to be. First, there is 1 person who is extremely irritating and is bugging me everyday from 8 to 5. He hasn't realised that everyone, including me has been ignoring him by not talking to him. Such a pity that he has no friends now although he hasn't realise it by now(such an idiot).... He is giving me problems and he keeps on talking non stop in front of me until i get really pissed off. Coz all the topic that he spoke doesn't make sense at all. Worst still, when i decide to ignore him, he talks even more... God, pls help me to get rid of him... Pls...

Next, i think there is some problem with the University admission. Seriously, it is really really absurd that a person who got 3A couldn't get into the course that he wants whereas a person with 1A 2B could get into the same course without being even interviewed! How fair can this get. Seriously, i think they choose the students by the school they attended instead of the merit. Wads meritocracy then? Is it being practiced as widely as it is today?(Or is it even practiced at all eventhough some people claimed that it is???)

And one of the most frightening incident was being involved in the scene of accident. I was in my dad's vehicle when that b@stard in front of my dad's vehicle just anyhow emergency braked. Tmd! Then my dad's cab just collide into his... Knn... Luckily i got my seat belt on, or else i would have been gone.( Some1 out there would be very happy that i m gone...) Thank god nothing happens to us physically. But now, that b@stard demanded us to pay him the fees for the reparation of his car. Luckily i didnt beat him up or else i would be on the saturday's ST wif my No.4 uniform. That b@stard car plate is XXX9848X.

Next, one of my good buddy got admitted into he hospital for severe bleeding while falling into the drain when he was picking up the soccer ball. The amt of bld that flowed out of his body was sufficient to donate it to another person. And worst still, he is disfigured for nothing.( Thnx to those who kicked the ball out of the parade sq) This calls for another lesson to be learnt. Nv play soccer if there is a drain nearby.

Well, my life is farked up in short. Maybe i m thinking too much or maybe i m stressed due to the work load that i have in camp and the people that i meet in camp or maybe i really have mental problem such that i need to see a psychiatrist. And now, the world seems very unfair to me at the moment(maybe every moment).

here to mow the lawn and dust the shelves.

painfully, it seems like we are really gonna just shake hands, hug n go our ways, although the cliques would most probably remain intact... feels like shit saying this, n it feels worse knowing its true. my apologies... but we all know this's inevitable cuz we once had all day n all the time to see n interact with every other 01er but we have none of that now. the reasons r obvious n unavoidable...

when tantan comes back- if she comes back at all- i've a feeling our schedules no longer fit nicely into a patchwork as they did before. and even weekends are a 'perhaps' kinda thing.

NS, work, uni, overseas??
sad to say that honestly, i've lost half the class to time.

hopefully there'll b a day when everyone's (ok, most of us) got nothing on, then mayb we can go paint the town red again. :)

A simple friend, when visiting, acts like a guest.
A real friend opens your refrigerator and helps himself.

A simple friend has never seen you cry.
A real friend has shoulders soggy from your tears.

A simple friend doesn't know your parents' first names.
A real friend has their phone numbers in his address book.

A simple friend brings a bottle of wine to your party.
A real friend comes early to help you cook and stays late to help you clean.

A simple friend hates it when you call after he has gone to bed.
A real friend asks you why you took so long to call.

A simple friend seeks to talk with you about your problems.
A real friend seeks to help you with your problems.

A simple friend wonders about your romantic history.
A real friend could blackmail you with it.

A simple friend thinks the friendship is over when you have an argument.
A real friend calls you after you had a fight.

A simple friend expects you to always be there for them.
A real friend expects to always be there for you!

A simple friend wont tell you when they're sad.
A real friend know when you're sad without you telling them.

:)

Who says our English is teruk?
Ours is simple, short, concise, straight-to-point, effective, etc.........

WHEN GIVING A CUSTOMER BAD NEWS
Britons: I'm sorry, Sir, but we don't seem to have the sweater you want in your size, but if you give me a moment, I can call the other outlets for you.
Singaporeans: No Stock.

RETURNING A CALL
Britons: Hello, this is John Smith. Did anyone page for me a few moments ago?
Singaporeans: Hello, who page?

ASKING SOMEONE TO MAKE WAY .
Britons: Excuse me, I'd like to get by. Would you please make way?
Singaporeans: S-kew me

WHEN SOMEONE OFFERS TO PAY
Britons: Hey, put your wallet away, this drink is on me.
Singaporeans:No-need, lah.

WHEN ASKING FOR PERMISSION
Britons: Excuse me, but do you think it would be possible for me to enter through this door?Singaporeans: (pointing the door) can ar?

WHEN ENTERTAINING
Britons: Please make yourself right at home.
Singaporeans: Don't be shy, lah!

WHEN DOUBTING SOMEONE
Britons: I don't recall you giving me the money.
Singaporeans: Where got?

WHEN DECLINING AN OFFER
Britons: I'd prefer not to do that, if you don't mind.
Singaporeans: Don't want la...

IN DISAGREEING ON A TOPIC OF DISCUSSION
Britons: Err. Tom, I have to stop you there. I understand where you're coming from, but I really have to disagree with what you said about the issue.
Singaporeans: You mad, ah?

WHEN ASKING SOMEONE TO LOWER THEIR VOICE.
Britons: Excuse me, but could you please ! lower your voice, I'm trying to concentrate over here.
Singaporeans: Shut up lah!

WHEN ASKING SOMEONE IF HE/SHE KNOWS YOU.
Britons: Excuse me, but I noticed you staring at me for some time.. Do I know you?Singaporeans: See what, see what?

WHEN ASSESSING A TIGHT SITUATION.
Britons: We seem to be in a bit of a predicament at the moment.
Singaporeans: Die-lah!!

WHEN TRYING TO FIND OUT WHAT HAD HAPPENED
Britons: Will someone tell me what has just happened?
Singaporeans: Wat happen Why like that....

WHEN SOME ONE DID SOMETHING WRONG
Britons: This isn't the way to do it here let me show you,
Singaporeans: like that also don't know how to do!!!!

WHEN ONE IS ANGRY
Britons: Would you mind not disturbing me
Singaporeans: What the f...!

(: have a nice week!

faint nudging.

huh? i awoke to a start, as i fought hard to lift those heavy eyelids. all was dark. what's going on? my head throbbed as if a thousand needles were pierced into it. a dressing table, at least a dozen other beds, a ceiling fan... that was what i was able to make out the dark and moments ago, i sure felt a prod in the arm. i saw no one as i frantically turned right and left. the room was empty. other than the pain in the head, all my injuries seemed to have recovered, as a vauge memory of an accident flashed in my mind, a serious one i had. hmmm. then out of the corner of my eye, the wooden door at the end of the room slowly creaked open, and there stood an oddly dressed man. he was clad in a leather cloak, and appeared to be in his late sixties. ta, ta, ta... his walking stick made a sound with each step he took as he inched closer to where i was situated, each some echoing through the room, as if light on mirror. huddled in the thick velvet blanket, fear seem to take over me as i pondered his origin and before long, our eyes met.

'ahhh, how are you my boy?' the man spoke with a tinge of maturity yet vibrant despite of his age. 'f-fine, i g-guess.' my voice quivered, due in part to the cold atmosphere and the fear that was building up in me. and all of a sudden, a shot of warmth spread through me as his hand contacted mine. it was a feeling i have never felt before, a feeling of closeness, of family. immediately, i fell into a deep sleep, as tiredness got the better of me. it was a dreamless yet rejuvenating one as my body seem to regain its energy and rigour, like that of the past, or even better. it seemed like hours, or days when i finally woke up. no headaches, no pain in my once battered body. the man was gone, and the room, empty as it was before, but this time, sunshine streamed in from one of the glassless windows, casting shadows of the beds on the stone walls of the room. ahhh, i felt refreshed like never before. i stood up as i decided to explore the place. taking a step over to the window, a view as breathtaking as ever entered my eyes. wow! i was staring at the finest horizons on earth, against an ocean of brilliant blue, and the never-ending sky. furthermore, i realised i was in more of a castle than a hospital, as to the right of my view was one of the many towers, like that of old fairytales with princesses and dragons. 'hey you!' i spun around with surprise as a voice from behind me echoed through the room...

it was late. rushing back on my bike so as to avoid admonition, it started to drizzle. quick, i told myself as raindrops the size of marbles started pouring down, hitting onto surfaces of my body exposed to the outside world. man that kinda hurt! the rain has always been a sort of pleasure for me, it washes away, that guilt in me, as well as the troubles that you never seem to be able to shake off in a typical, boring day. and suddenly, i seemed to enjoy each drop of rain. precipitation, i thought, as we learnt in science, what a wonder. its hard to say but its no easy feat to prevent a lingering mind while driving in the rain when i realised i was still on the expressway and as usual i did a time-check. 2:34am. i regretted, for staying out late and each time making my parents worry. i regretted for who i am, the delinquent, the black sheep of the family, whose misdemeanours are far too many to be counted. i wanted forgiveness. mom must be worried sick already! the thought of that, i sped up, a reflex action i could say. all i could do now was pump up the accelerator, as i gripped on tighter to the motorbike. zooming past the scarce traffic that this hour is easy though, as i rush to reach my destination..

alas! i'm reaching... i sped on, not concerned of the thunderstorm brewing above me. as i reached the final traffic junction, the lights started to turn amber. damn. i decided not to care as i attempted to break the traffic rules this once. almost there, i told myself as the lights switched to a bright red. it was too late to stop, as i sped across the cross junction. what the?! as out of the corner of my eye, bright headlights shone against me, so bright it could blind an animal. and before i could realise anything, i was thrown out of my bike, flung 20 metres away as right before my eyes, my bike was utterly flattened, and in front of it, a truck. numbness struck me as excruciating sharp pain shot through my head. i looked down towards my lower body, a total wreck. the white shirt, the one my mom bought for me as my birthday, stained with a colour i could faintly make out as red, as a brilliant red liquid pooled from my side. further down, i could feel nothing in my left leg. all i could feel was, pain. in the distance, i can vaguely see two figures, running in my direction. my vision beginning to blur, as my head begin to throb badly as i realised it was bleeding as well. the two figures seem to grow fainter yet nearer in distance. i forced to keep my eyes open, it was difficult.. and soon it was total darkness. mom, dad, i'm sorry..

i was dead.

heya! jus got a msg from ms wong!

she have given birth on the 26th feb to a baby boy! hahaha nxt time cfm math pro lah

haha. its a fyi post :)

gd luck for our, OUR results. yea

regards

results will b out on friday!

are we going anywhere after that?!

in progress..















done!













always.. always a part of S01.

AHHH ahahhaa its valentine's day theme! therefore... words shall b pink in colour! hahaha. (ms tan tis is for you!)

hah ignore the lovey-doveys, smooches, hugs and watever stuff u can do between couples, friendship day is the thing we're commerating!its been hmm about 2 full yrs we've came to know each other (some longer), and the story goes...

long long time ago in one of the southern province of china, Singapore, there resided a school, indebted to constant lousy grades and poor achievements, sprang a class of 25 people, and one inspiring teacher, who led them on a wow-ing journey each and everyone could never forget. it was the times that they spent together which were unforgettable, and it proves much, much more than wat bgr can bring, though many might not agree with me! they started out with unfamiliar faces, as hi-bye friends and each with the sole aim of ending their term just for the sake of academic accolades, neither did they know their journey was filled with much more than what they all could expect, as they fought with their bravest hearts and desire to overcome odds that were unimaginable, and they bonded well. disagreements were few, and friendship grew to family, beyond what many could expect. though now they might have gone their separate ways, as what fate has landed us upon, they still remain together as one. though its impossible for their eyes to meet each day like in the past, the memories still remain etched deeply in their hearts... it shall last like this forever, as each and everyone of them love this very family, and of course without the greatest, hottest teacher in their school, none of which would be possible..

i am proud, proud to be a part of this class, 05s01.

may we stay in touch and despite anything tat happens we'll still remember each others' presence everywhere we go. best wishes to those who are serving the govt, and those who are working. take care! :)

happy valentine's and friendship day! :)

yo its time to update on my ns life again....
Well my company has completed almost all the bmt syllabus, and we have our ippt and route march left. Field camp was quite a disaster for me coz it rained for @ least 3 days.... T.T... clothes, field pack, load bearing vest, items inside the field pack were all muddy... besides that, the 2nd field camp site was a mosquito breeding ground. The mosquito there are aedes mosquito... we were bitten all over the place by the commando mosquito... other than that, the fire movement drills were quite fun. Shellscrape digging was like digging ur own grave and we all took 1/2 a day to dig it... luckily i managed to finish digging it within the time limit or else i will have to go back to redig...

Live range was quite fun too coz the officers did not screw us this time as they feared that we might do something stupid like keblakang pusing and shoot them down.. Day firing was generally ok but nite firing u generally cant see anything so i just try my luck... Phew i was so close to failing due to nite firing...

After the field camp was the situational test, which is sit test in short. This is only applicable to those pes A or B pple... For those who aim to go to OCS to become officers or SISPEC to become sgts, u must show ur leadership quality during the missions that they gave u.. The missions were basically like team building games that u play during our uniform groups days or our JC orientation days... Leaders must always be the most garang person in the team and he must always noe wat to do.. All of us were split into 7 different roles which u will find out when u take the test... Quite fun actually.

Outfield was my horrible experience in my ns life. I got asthma attack everyday and the medic have to rush over to attend to me while my buddy got a shock of his life... Route march to the camp site was sh*t... Our officer punish us by telling us to take aim with our rifle, high port our rifle and putting our rifle on our head when we march.. The condition was so bad such that my asthma attack didnt even stop... Now i was well known for my asthmatic attack coz during the sit test, my asthma became worse again... In company line my asthmatic attack was not that bad, but in outfield, due to the kicking of sand and dust, it aggravate the situation.. The 12km route march and the 4 km fast march nearly killed me... Coz after the march, my asthma was so bad that i just collapsed in front of everybody... i wasnt even aware of wad happened next... During the 2nd day of the sit test, i fall out due to asthma attack again.. my OC was kind enuff to let me join in the test on the 3rd day or else i would have to go for resit test again... for the remaining days of the week, every1 was so scared that i got asthma attack again... All the officers and the sgts in my company kept a look out for me.. The person that i want to thank are my buddy and section mates for the support and encouragement during the outfield trip. If not i dun think i can even survive thru all the outfield trips... Thnx god that they strike my name off the commanders selection list after the sit test, if not i would have to suffer another 2 more yrs of hell again...

Well now every1 including the medic is telling me to downgrade to pes C9. Hopefully my asthma dun get worse coz its my ambition to get into military police, which doesnt have outfield activity @ all... Well time for dinner! Shall update the blog if i have the time!

haha. ns life for pes c

haha continuing on bryan's post on ns....

basically once u enter ns u will see alot of ppl wif ang gong (tattoo). but they r nice ppl despite the stereotyping. in ns, u will see all sorts of ppl. some r really *cough cough and some r really fucked up. oso u will see alot of chao keng ppl that keng lyk wtf(eg att b for 2 wks). dun noe y our pes c training already quite slack but they still want keng so long for wat... pes c training rox... we nv get pumped except whe we do 5bx... we r preety much slack and we sometimes end our day very early... we du nid to keep wearing full basttle order lyk pes a and pes b and we only march 10km instead of 24km...haha. tats a lot shorter...

bryan. tk dickson r in the same coy. however we r in diff platoons... bra and tk in p2 and dickson in p4 while im in p3. comparing our platoons, i tink mine is the slackest...haha...my platoon i tink oso has the highest number of ppl visiting the MO. haha. visting the MO is a fucked up process. u nid t fill in a form and w8 until they ask u to go up and w8 somemore...then u hav to w8 for ur medicine. takes 3hrs at least.. nice way to escape training but u will b in a room filled with bloody coughers...

army food is bloody cheap... they hav surveys on the food. the survey is based on yesterdays food so when they giv u gd stuff u noe its time for a survey...they recycle their food oso. their curry chicken is not curry chicken. they used leftover marinated uncooked char siew chicken to cook. they love to use the same type of veg and they lyk salted veg...their cook style is the same...sweet sour sauce, asam, curry, black sauce, pepper. is always the same... their milo is dilute and their green bean soup is abnormally sweet...their char kway teow and hokkien mee is tasteless and their fried beehoon is dark brown in colour. everyday u eat rice and more rice...eat until u want puke coz hey giv hell lo of rice and few servings of dishes... howvere their dessert is good. i love red n yelow watermelon, honeydew and tow huay...the orange is sour ad the pear and appler not meant to b touched... they wll oso giv ice cream once in a blue moon...

wow... tats a long essay i typed... going off to dota... lol

National Service
Do it for ur nation
Do it for ur Singapoooooore yah!!!

dun mind i just dupli-post here ah...

yay im so happy to b back in singapore!
not cuz i'll b able to escape army, but because im simply bored and abhor the drag n drear of tekong and miss singapore.

a somewhat (alotwhat) different but simple insight into another side of army life. cuz its PES C life for the physically (some mentally) disabled n impaired.
what u get if u're in pes c. i dunno if its the same for the other platoons but at least for taurus plt 2.
1. u're allowed to complain reasonably n most of the time u're given the benefit of the doubt. most commonly used phrase by them- "anyone not feeling well, u better sound off... dont garang act tough"
2. in one way or another, get about 5-6 hours of admin (free) time a day till u get sick of ur bunk n bed
3. all bark n hardly any bite, all buzz n hardly any sting
4. i told them the doc told me i had a mild spine problem (its the truth arh) but i felt a-okay. they excused me from carrying the field pack

but our pay stops at $300-400, we dont get to go SOC/OCS/n all the other interesting stuff. thats y most of the pes c r unmotivated to serve esp in tekong... although im sure we indicated otherwise in the survey. for me even worse i dont get to shoot live (real) rounds or throw grenade because im impaired in the ear. only get to play imt- some arcade-simulation of the live range. n of course, im not expecting much of an experience from field camp.

thats y army life for me is simply put, i confess, sort of a poorly-organised boring chalet. just hurry up, let me ORD n go to university.

Have you ever wondered
Why must we serve
Because we have no choice,
And we want to be freed, to be freed yah

Hey dickson! U're bais! who says only left yuezhi and darren to update the blog???
THERE's ALWAYS MEEEE!!!! WOOOHOOOO!!!

Singapore, i love u soooooooooooooo much that no amount of words can describe it. lol... mayb national service was meant to make servicemen miss mainland so badly that they'll appreciate and love it more, thus, defending the nation. XD

Ok dudes! I'm back in mainland! aint u all glad? i tink i shlnt give too much spoilers abt my army life there la, cos it defers from man to man. but all i can say is, its fun yet tough and tiring, with lots of sai kang to do. and the best ting is, i've got a white horse as my bunk mate cum 1/2 buddy. LOL. humble horse tho. =)

eh yuezhi, i got free ice-cream treat not? i in tekong island getting tortured. zzzzzzzz... noe wad? i'm confined for ano/r 2 weeks noe! tt means, the nxt time i book out wld b wif the Pes C peeps. y? cos i've gto field camp! WTH. smelly undies, shit holes, trenches, chunko-s, a million billion gazillion mosquitoes and lastly, maybe even footrot (smth which i wldnt wanna get). the mosquitoes in tekong all commando style mossies. u observe carefully their heads got a red beret on it. y? cos they got ARMOUR-PIERCING rounds. can bite thru the thick army uniform. they even fly into boots and camp in there overnite, den nxt morn when u wear, die. kena bite. den when u remove ur boots, u see it fly out of ur boots. den u'll "diao...." worst stil, the mossies come in large no.s such as few hundreds. my bunkmate fragged 54 in a week. everynite, i kena bitten by like 10 mossies la. den in a company, got like 200 ppl. during RO, all congregate together. u imagine if each person on avg kena bitten by 5, den there're 1000 mossies already. cos each mossie sucks from 1 at a time.

on a personal note, i've managed to experience up and gain a few more useful skills. such as to survive w/o bathing, to shit in 14 sec (i'm serious, from time of entry into toilet into time i leave), and to bathe in less dan 1 min (water, soap, facial foam, wash tru, done).

so to all the NS guys there, go enjoy urself. altho it's tough (we're forced to run at 2.4 speed for 20 mins for training, and for CPT, their warm up is more jia lat dan NAPFA test as a whole), seeing everyone suffer together really bonds ppl, like builds up camaradarie (no where else builds this, not even in all guys sch). met ALOT of pri sch frens and long lost frens either. see... army = rewarding (i've been brainwashed, lol... jkin) XD

to the o/r guys gg in, since u all are enhanced batch (9 wks bmt), i advice u EXERCISE! dun be like me! from NAPFA gold to IPPT FAIL!!!! lol... i'm all rusted. so yea... go train. =)

til the nxt time. adios!

Ok tomorrow the PES C 四大天王s(Four Heavenly Kings) are going in to join those who have already gone haha yea that'll be Bryan,Chee Xiang,Tze Keong and me....haha abit thick-skinned to address myself as a 天王 lol.

Anw from what I see there'll only be 2 ppl left who might possibly update this blog in our absence...namely Darren and Yuezhi.So I guess you 2 really have to work hard to keep this blog alive XD anw those PES As and Bs please post some stuff when you guys are back during weekends and see this lol.

Meanwhile to the lot of you out there....take care =)

hmm its crazy to see how time flies. was simply jus scrolling down the blog and saw eugene's post regarding ms tan's sending off. dated 3rd January. now its the 18th. ahhh, no more school even, which is a sad thing to note. no ms tan who will be nagging at us each day, no slacking at the canteen during recess, no soccer during pe, no volleyball, no mrs gay's bio lessons where we made the most noise, no more math remedials, no more crazy ms lee and slack mr lee. now everyone's working, and its jus so hard to even meet up. hahha im jus being nostalgic and sentimental cant help it. i want school so much, tutorials or lectures, anything!

i miss our class :)

because because...

hmm wld be good if everyone post some memories here of the class hahah, funny sad watever, wld be cool reading yea?mayb i shall start:)

i remember one time during gp tutorial when i was sitting at the back of the class with eugene. suddenly i laughed quite soundly tat ms tan heard n scolded me hmmm. tat was cause we were discussing something like morals when ms tan asked like what would you do if someone rapes your sister or something, and eugene told me something like he'll ask the person's dad to join in lol! tat came so sudden i laughed like mad, den cnt tahan ms tan was alerted and there she go lol. its really damn funny, no kidding lol.

owells, im off to shower, gotta work tmr :( take care ppl!

hah! its my turn to blog. after like some many zillion seconds...

guess everyone (almost haha) is employed alr.. hmm not bad ah

miss tan. (teacher at jarkata)
zuwei. (serving govt)
grace. (form teacher at SAC)
patrick. (slacker)
malcolm. (dono wat at ministry of health)
desiree. (receptionist Markhan Advocates and Solicitors)
adeline. (working)
jun ren. (serving govt)
swee san. (tink working)
michelle. (hmm dono)
sharon. (not sure)
tze keong. (serving govt on 26th)
rong teng. (jerry and ben)
wei tian. (yes supermarket)
yue zhi. (and jerry ben)
dickson. (serving govt on 26th)
wee meng. (serving govt)
chee xiang. (serving govt on 26th)
eric. (serving govt)
eugene. (serving govt)
zhi yuan. (giving tuition)
me. (sim lim sq.)
wei shun. (sim lim sq.)
bryan. (relief teacher and professional slacker waiting to serve govt)
waika. (at heng gkong probably working)

lol update me so i can fill in wrong info xD.

anyways the other day me n desir saw ms wong at suntec. hello remember ms wong?? our thanks-for-pointing-that-out-please-pass-your-assignments-to-darren math cher!her stomach look like its gg to explode alr haha and fyi shes not working as tpjc alr. mayb only lee hoong yong and mrs gay are the loyal ones lol. SHE LEFT FOR TJC :) haha traitor! lol no la.. gd thg she left haha cause TPJC simply ________.

haha take care peeps. shall meet up soon. tho i dono how and when lol!