Sunday, June 25, 2006
time flies faster than superman.

i refer to the time that was spent outside the civilian world than the time inside "jurassic park".

i'll never forget my first day.
totally mixed feelings.
everyday was just looking forward to the next day.

in "jurassic park", every sentence starts with the word "cb" and ends it with "fuck off". in a totally hardcore vulgarities world, learning the word " charlie brown" is inevitable. no matter how civilised u are, somehow you will say it. u dont expect soldiers to say, " please, take cover."
normally, its " cb fucker, take cover lah, na bei" .

oh well. suicidal thoughts tend to be on everyone's minds. there will be souls wandering around the corridors looking out to the skies. there will souls walking around finding for things. its a sad sad situation. as usual, there are haunting stories in there. well, somehow its kinda of scary and true cos i experience too. from laughing cupboards to blood stain on ceiling fan. it always happens. but im just a worn-out soldier. the amount of sleep given is as much as the amount of allowance paid per hour. about 50 cents? haha.

oh well. its not too bad actualie. pretty lots of welfare. but then, though how much i had adjusted to the life, i dont like it man. i mean we dont like it man. but its an obligation. too bad. regardless of wad, we still have to protect right. sigh.

its kinda of sick inside. ppl cough. ppl flu. ppl fever. its a trend man. first day i cough till the day i book out. i got a flu then. and later i got a fever. probably illnesses are also adversely affected by the emotions gathered. when people just throw an atomic bomb on you suddenly. its equivalent to throwing one in hiroshima. cos u noe the world had ended. suddenly. suddenly. how upset and depressed you goes, how stupid you wept, fucked hell people will noe. cos all the fucking heart lies in others. all the fucking promises and trust were nothing more than deceptions.

anyway its just hours to another book in.
bye.

Historical at : 10:38 AM

Saturday, June 24, 2006
inside camp. cough like fuck.

tolerate and tolerate. dont want to fall sick. cos' i just wanna come out.

book out. received some messages. things like knives stabbin in ur heart.

damn weak now.
having fever and flu.

whats the point of booking out.

Historical at : 12:43 AM

Friday, June 23, 2006
"platoon four watch your front"

"platoon four se di yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa"

this is only the preview.
im back.

Historical at : 6:51 PM

Friday, June 09, 2006
alright. moments have arrived. mummy gonna cry. her boy gonna be a man.

woke up in midst of the greatest sleep i ever had since i dont-know-when. i was too exhausted man. shawn called me at freaking 9am to remind there is K-Box later. the weather is so cool u couldnt get up man. but so weird, i dont feel like sleeping anymore. because i know, my time is up.

spent the session with mckenzie & joy and to freaking wait at sembawang for shawn. can u believe it? i wait for people. im the one tat was contracted with compulsive punctuality disorder waited for a person! oh pre NS men always change.

wadever.

erhm had a lunch cum dinner. wad do u call this? lunner? i dont know lah. ate at weird timings. was at S11. played our pool games as usual. those were my poly days man. then, time's up. gotta set our directions right. things had to move on. a little look at my watch. im like 15 hours away. yeahh kinda nervous.

home sweet home. almost wept when i realise mum actualie made bird nest for me. even though was already fuckin full, i drank the whole giant bowl and gulp that bowl of bird urine. man its damn sweet. yeah his son gonna be a man soon.

received numerous wishes. thanks people. i think i felt like crying already. fuck you all man. damn touched. i guess everyone had to leave one day. watch that Guess 3 show and just happen to see Ah Ya leavin also. to new york for 10yrs. when jacky sang a goodbye song to her. damn emo. but seriously, you ppl made me damn motivated to go in the camp. thanks a million. u ppl the man.

ah to all my friends.
you guys fucking take good care ah.
eat more fruits and vegetables okae.

ah to my girl.
u better remember what i say.
u the biggest rock in my heart i cant drop.
other than tat,
stay happy.

alright people. this my last flight out.
be back in two weeks.
kinda old school but its nysnc's this i promise you.

Historical at : 11:11 PM

this is probably my 2nd last entry.

woke up. yeahh its my last two days. my desk is still messy and my bag is not yet packed. so i start my search for the enlistment letter. fucked shit, cant locate it too. i guess its just hidden somewhere. oh well, decided to get somemore ARMY grey shirts cos' gene friend says its not enough.

his friend cried twice a night. once is when he called his mum. second was when he called his girlfriend. hahaha what the.

Army market, the sales people are damn aggressive. we are just civilians trying to get some life remaining and they almost took away ours. chill a little while more with shao & gene before moving to Breeks to dine with my "pet" owner, ruie and her "pet" pussy pooh aka ba-ba. time is really precious. i learn to treasure every second and not to take things for granted. at least for now.

alright ba-ba, nothing's the end yet man. cheers. all this maketh a man. but u asshole stunned me suddenly. u the man lah. and take good care my pet owner. make some hairy babies along the way lah. muahahha.

yeah smile. i guess if u reallie takes the effort to smile. u'll feel better.
i'll be back with my last entry tml.
will be a good one. so stay tuned.

Historical at : 1:46 AM

Thursday, June 08, 2006

ladies & gentlemen,

rascal flatts. what hurts the most.


Historical at : 10:55 AM

so 6/6/06 was just a myth.
nostradamus is a man with lies. just like anybody on this earth.
end of world didnt come. but well, time passed fast again.

poseidon, da vinci, benchwarmers, omen, nun.
throughout the weeks i became a movie-goer.
i guess i wasnt gonna have any chance watchin any movies once im in.

threw my time away again. cos i dont know who to give.
even if i do, nobody wants it.
chill down at starbucks with gene. my fellow 10th june enlistee.
pretty much thoughts. contemplating and getting upset too.

" and finally, he chose to leave, for the better, her happiness. " that was his ending unfortunately.

often told it was merely 2 weeks. easier say than done. who noes wad will happen in 2 weeks? anyway lets not argue. as far as im noe, my concern is not abt me.

meanwhile, i did palm readings with gene. we were two bored men.
im gonna live till 50 to 60. haha.

You are a pragmatic hand type. Being practical, all your decisions are rational and well thought over. You are extremely self-assured, levelheaded and dynamic. Consistency in approach marks the fulfillment of your ambitions. But this regimen-approach sometimes kills the fun.

Your index finger is short. This makes you a dependable team player. A position of command is not for you. But you do have a keen eye for detail. You can be impulsive; not all your moves are quite rational. Look out! Stress could get the better of you. Your index finger being longer than your ring finger points to you being realistic but aggressive at the same time. Yet, you are not able to stand your ground at times. Your sense of judgement is finely balanced. Your middle finger being longer than the adjoining fingers in length signifies an even view towards life. You are extremely organised; seldom ever do you 'come apart' in any situation. You seem to have all stages of your life worked out to the last detail, and possess an unbiased and sagacious personality. You evaluate and analyse all your actions towards achieving your goals in life and get there through sheer dedication and will power. The top of your ring finger is in level with the base of the fingernail of your middle finger. You are a sweet talker and can seduce most people and bend them to your will. But this style may have only short-lived results! Since your little finger is set lower than your other fingers, you encumber and impede your own life. The pursuit of goals seems unimportant to you and hence you make no effort to reach out. Your little finger reaches above the first flexure line (joint) of your ring finger. You have the gift of the gab and can talk endlessly - all you need is a listening partner.

you are a pragmatic hand type. Being practical, all your decisions are rational and well thought over. You are extremely self-assured, levelheaded and dynamic. Consistency in approach marks the fulfillment of your ambitions. But this regimen-approach sometimes kills the fun.

You have a moderately long lifeline; the period between 50 and 60 years is an unpredictable phase in your life. Exercise extra care during that phase. You are a wanderer and are comfortable about dwelling away from the family. You are farsighted and know exactly what to do with your life. Innovations fascinate you as long as they are positive.

Your headline is totally in contact with your lifeline. Your childhood was hemmed in due to your dominant parents. This could result in repercussions in times to come. Your headline has a single ending. Your analysis is generally biased as your mind is closed to looking at all facets of an issue. No other individual can influence your thoughts. Your headline is medium straight. You are a highly rational individual. You are thought oriented and never act before thinking it through.

You are a solid person with fantastic reserves of energy. A doting parent and loyal friend, you are very protective towards those whom you love. Make sure you don't overdo this. The commitments you make are for keeps.

Being a resourceful individual, you are realistic and sensible, and endeavour to adopt an objective approach to all your decisions and ideas. Inventions motivate you.

thurs & fri & bye.

Historical at : 12:00 AM

Wednesday, June 07, 2006
farewell my street soccer brothers.
and sunday was my last warcry of santiago at the court.
my last few goals scored and the last time i wrap the red shirt around my head like red riding hood.
i was told, " hey isnt ur last game lah. knn "
well. life's unpredictable man.
enjoyed myself.

dine with gene, lun, shao.

mondae was a wasted day. wanted to get the stuff i needed for NS. didnt got.
gene, shao and i watched Xmen. i thought it reminded me of NSmen.
im sleeping lesser so that i have more hours.
everyone just got 24hrs. im no exceptional.
i felt its just like armagedon now.
every moment is so much cherished now.

tuesday was a 6/6/06. devil's day.
gene & i went to bugis's guanyinma temple to pray. i admit i wasnt the best devotee around. ( cos i ate beef) but i think guanyinma had been with me since young. i trust her most.
all i wanted was some peace. and smooth-sailing life in NS.

day ended on a ultra low note.

hai.

wonder why i was treated such way.
its just a mere few days away.
i tuat all i wanted to do was simple.

my already-ns-bound frend, ah gu msged me. he claimed to had shed 5kg already. he jus went in last fridae. and hes damn sad with his life. bitch, i actualie called him to make myself more upset. what a dumbo i was.

awaiting armagedon.

Historical at : 2:49 AM

Monday, June 05, 2006
day day back. did something silly. so i threw away.
day back ask something too. didnt got a answer wanted. pretty emotional after that. chatted with someone else far from spore.
and today receive the great answer i ever heard.

a simple. yes.

i'll reveal the code soon.

5days to go. friends pls dont tell me the nation needs me.

Historical at : 2:00 AM

Saturday, June 03, 2006
awoke. its a 3rd june finally.

slept late last night. time was around 5:30 am. couldnt doze off. but somehow i did. woke up at 9 am plus. to realise its 3rd june todae. so thereotically, another 6 more days. my friend, ah gu had went in. first among us to endure the new world of paradise. the place of no connections.

i got the fuckiest dream last night. its so gay i actualie wept. cos my pillow is wet. muahhaa i dreamt i was gonna leave! yeahh those parting scenes as usual. u noe from those people u care. aye damn gay. but when u gonna leave lidat, emotions run man. and plus when things lidat happen last night.

people always say its just two weeks. but its 2 years. there wont be life for 2 years. so wad if u comes out every weekends, u still have to book in the very next minute. does it reallie matters when u come out?

at this moment, i may sound like a threat to the nation's security. but actualie im speaking from the point of view from a super slack civilan who had still not clean up his room.

okae actualie i dont know what to do.

Historical at : 10:33 AM

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