FLY FLY.

its SAWADEE KA time......

im gonnnaaaa travel all over this planet earth.

;)

damn.

not yet prepared for tml's trip yet.
tsk tsk.

fuck. had to report back camp later noon for some meeting. sigh.

Zzzzzzzzz

midnight.

boo! so bored.
getting emotional man.
tsk tsk.
-.-

last friday was nearby esplanade. Doing de stuffs for Engineer Formation blah blah.. stage on water.. place was quite big.. alot of construction still undergoing. so much waitin time i tanned myself ludicrously mad. sigh. "AWOL" for awhile into Marina Square. Omg. freedom freedom. i damn need this freedom man.


it ended 8 plus pm.

Will be there on Tml and Tues too.

ahhh. Saturday. Watched my first R21 movie. The Hills have Eyes 2. fucktard. STRONG VIOLENCE AND GORE. so much killings only damn it. disappointment la. Azabu Sabo ( oops i forget the fuck name) 's lychee icecream taste very nice too. so are dark chocolates. im havin a cravin for those just like pregnant women.

At Caesars.
;)

Den late night singing at Party World.
felt super retarded when i have to wake up at late noonnnn.

Today, brought mum to Crystal Jade for dinner.

ahhh,


well im travellin to thailand next week. gonna miss plenty ppl.

decided to change a blogskin after de previous one got some fuck errors to it.
dont understand why. time's always running out for me, management towards time always cocked up; this's supported by the numerous times ppl wait for me.

my nuah-ness in front of this LCD monitor was somehow overwhelming, i cant be bothered changing much of de HTML so it will look somehow fucked up but its alright lahh i will be back next weekend and do a much better job. or anyone kind enough to do a lil adjustments for me i can buy u a drink. yes.

anyway. chillax.

de general here just made a soldier cry last week.
though how nuah i was and de way i talk was so relax, he thought i was gonna beat him up. wtf. i was almost made to cut articles on interpersonal skills when i was in poly days. now i realised i need to do so before more soldiers misinterpret im gonna kill them.

i was just tryin to make him a better person.
fuck, it was only few sentences and it bring him down.

yeah. nice people are hard to be.

even my other specialists were too stunneddd b'cause for fuck sake, they tuat im de most dont-care-abt-anything sergeant, yet tey dunnnoo my men are most willing to fight for me. take for e.g. we shifted bunks last week. my men approached me and ask if i needed help in carryin the cupboards. its their own initiatives but they reminded me they will only help me and no other specialists. b'cause some specialists are so hypocrites and liars. they liked to play rank. its crap. afterall, we are all soldiers defending Singapore.

i fucking stood there, touched.

day out on fri night with my long lost BMT dudes.
so long never met yet all so retarded still...
hahhaa.. had funs and 4 30 AM i dunnno to call it breakfast or late supper at HongKong Cafe.
had plenty to drink. a lil tipsy from de housepours.

sat night at Caesars.
place i chilled every sat.
some beer to get life going.
some fist guessing to get life going.

yeahh.. time's running out again.
move or AWOL bitch.

"General .. "

this what im called in camp nowadays.

Yet, this General is so weak in de inside.

Back. back from a lot of endurance.

Off to meet up BMT friends.
Chill..

been chilling.

including a sweet escape to de zoo.

including beers & alcohol.

life's at stake.

- concoction of Guinness stout, Pepper, Chilli, Cooking Wine, 2 fresh eggs
- 5cans of beer

hell's almost there already.

- Hoegaarden any?

chill.

- Vodka Cranberry, Bottle of Tequila at 40% with Orange Juice

my dear friend. are you awake yet?

money is not everything.

its an irony that a problematic sergeant had to counsel his men.

my men wrote peer appraisals for us. its always amusing to read at what they comment. for me, its those gay crap which i normally dont fuck care..i do my part my role..i teach.. tey wrote nice sergeant lah. good lah. something even better will be for e.g. sergeant interact with the platoon alot. always help us. something hilarious will be some wrote chinese, " yi ge hao ren". yah as if im some HK mafia boss..anyway its ultra gay. theres also remarks abt me saying im a dont-care-to-everything sergeant, forever play punk, stating im an ah beng. zzzzz...ok but overall was kinda of pleasing to see everyone happy, even when i told them to call me General. They gladly do. well, seeing other ppl happy do cheer u up a little. Trust me.

then, one moment. saw one of my man weeping. such a similar sight my men seen from me days back only. immediately i know whats wrong. my instincts were right. bull's eye.

im gonna protect his privacy. anyway, talked to him for fucking long hours & days. asshole. he better dont waste my saliva. such a good girl, wife material. he better dont throw away god's gift. all gods bless this man of mine.

im achieving things almost every moment. making one of men who fear heights to clear obstacles with heights. it took 2 days. each day just standing there waitin and talkin to him for 1hr 30 mins. hokkien to english to chinese to malay. vulgarities to proverbs to even half fuck standard idioms. its those swee swee counselling u wont get outside.

he jumped. fell. landed on knees. its sand; no pain.

yeah. i smiled.
because the first thing i heard from him was,

"thank you sergeant."


hope you are happy.

and how much the terrible boyfriend screwed up his relationship.

it ended.

man's ego were forsaken since de outburst in front of his men.
for it was all deserved.

he was not worthy afterall.
even how much he love her, it was all off beam.
Sorry

misery immeasurable
pain accumulated

in a world of darkness, he repent.
for all he is asking boldly is tat 2nd.....

today, i've lost my love.