Congratulations To fellow ex-TP-ian heh.
I voted 37 times for him 2 times for Jonathan. The weirdest thing, and funniest thing. I actually took time and money off to vote for them and i wonder why 2 votes went to Jonathan. Sympathy votes heh. But they both did a good job with their performances. Oh well Jonathan never dispair, because who says 1st runner ups doesn't excel aye? =)
In other hand, Congrats to Hady Mirza!! =)
Time to sleep. Bye. Heh.
"....heaven heaven...."
Idola Singapura.
The frenzy of idolism is sure in town. I mean, it's really somehow getting a little crazy but not overwhelming as the one in 2004. Then again, idol mania sure gets into every patriotic Singaporean. Hady or Jonathan. I have my votes for Hady but Jonathan gave a pretty swell performance too. I voted 10 times for Hady and 5 for Jon. I'm still voting i guess. HAHA. Oh well, we'll see what's the outcome tomorrow.
Today marks the first day of fasting month. Mighty well, i did fast today okaye. And now i'm all ready to go to bed because of dreadful work tml. 5 more days of course than it's over to the new unit. And oh yah i'll be turning 21 this Saturday! Hurra to me! =) I can't wait for that. I've prepared myself a list of what I WANT TO BUY. Ok really it's not a wish list so that you people could buy what i want (maybe you could too!) haha. Is really what i promised myself to indulge on once i turned 21.
Item no.1 - That pretty black watch from Esprit. The sleeknees of it still allures me.
Item no.2 - Ooo gave the camera cash to Yigang.
Item no.3 - The sony ericsson k800i! hahaha Yes that mobile. That really cool mobile.
Item no.4 - A pair of black levi's jeans.
Item no.5 - That BAPE shirt with all those multi colour camo print thingie.
Item no.6 - A pair of nike Vandals!! Yes i love vandals now.
Item no.7 - A pair of berms that i really like.
Item no.8 - Hmm, another huge buckle belt!
Item no.9 - I don't know why, but i want a blazer haha.
Item no.10 - A new mesh cap.
OK that is like huge spending ok. But i've not spend things on myself for the longest time lei. So i shall have retail theraphy and pamper myself endlessly hah. Okie. Time to sleep. Cheerios mighty people. To muslims out there, happpy fasting aye.
"...30092006..."
Was it?
This is something very random. Period. Oh well something i'm in now. Hmm.
I'm always uncertain. Uncertain about things. I'm always fickle. Fickle about things. It's always the pair of devil angel team blabbering going on over my shoulders. It makes me ponder way too much. To believe in oneself is really tough for me at times because it always prove me wrong. Which causes me to be a little dampen which is what i'm feeling now.
I'm very scared with the friends i make now too. Because things happened in the past, really haunts me big time. I'm paranoid with people wanting me to become their best buddies because it always comes with a price. A step closer is a mile distance for me. Which i know is bad but i really do not want history to repeat itself. I have my very own best friend whom all know that both of us went through the shittiest shit before and it's pretty much enough for me. As shitty as it is it makes our brotherhood bond grow stronger. For what i thought it will. It crumbled awhile but we picked the pieces. Man. I miss my best friend like tonnes. And it seems that, the misses will prolong. We're still picking up the pieces because we know it'll never be the same again. But what we are certain about is that, we know we will be brothers no matter what because we are.
Man, i feeling low now. It's so hard to have things that actually puts a smile on your face lately. This could just be phase and i hope it remains just as phase. I think i have the fasting month blues going on. To those who claims i'm their best buddy, i'm flattered with the comment; i really do but it takes time alright. I know i brag about my best friend like endlessly and i guess it shows alot to those who wants to be in my shoes but again, it'll never be a smooth journey to get there. Thank you to those for acknowledging me as your best friend. Sooner or later we will be but not now. I'll let it be as it is. But we're be close no worries. =)
This situation makes me very awkward and makes me think about my brother alot because i haven't seen him for donkey years and i guess it will be more donkey years until i'll seen him again. MAN. That sucks isn't it? Oh well. Whatever it is, a distant we are but close at heart; like blood brothers still. The end. =)
"...family ties..."
Hunger Pangs.
I just fulfilled my all day long hunger pangs with 2 potato cutlets. And yes this truly made me a happy boy. I gave my mum my N72 and now bummer, i'm phoneless not literally duh. Is just that i'm stuck with Nokia 2100(desperate measures due too camera free camps). So yes, i've got the huge temptation for the ericsson on my wishlist as you can see but N80 is crying out my name loud and clear. Oh well we'll see.
I'll just give a short and pewny entry because i'm bored. Like very bored. Uber utterly bored. I shall watch the reruns of the idol now. Toodle doo.
"...my brother is my best friend get it?..."
Fall In. Outstanding. Down 20.
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As much as a picture paints a thousand words, nothing could beat the experience lived it in. The funny thing, these army entries seemed to be way due aye? But yeah, the impact hit me hard when i'm away from the peeps after actually sleeping and showering together for 3 months hahaha. Oh well, the saddest thing is that, it'll never happen ever again! No, not the showering i'm hoping for DUH! i meant the moments spent time together in BMT. RAH RAH. This post is gonna be sappy. Obviously, It shows the emofied side of what BMT had done me. Oh whatever, like totally. (yes sir!)
Regimental policing can be quite a "chore" because of it's tretcherous lectures and ice cold rooms. Oh well, i'm considered one of the lucky ones i guess to be posted to Mowbray camp because for what i've heard, the RP's posted to Changi or what so ever is one helluva training which lasts another 3 months. Lucky me aye? Ok. I really hope and pray hard that i'll be posted to a unit in the East after my 2 weeks course because seriously waking up at 445am every morning to get ready and scurry off to Yew Tee via train could just kill my friggin' brain cells. Well considering i wake up every morning at 5 during BMT but to travel way to the end of the country right smack in the morning where even the sun is still catching up with the zzz's is just a killer.
Mighty early mornings, makes me hungry alot because why? Breakfast is skipped. Tsk. The most important meal of day. From now onwards, NO BREAKFAST SHALL BE SKIPPED OR THY SHALL SUFFER. Well ya. I gotta maintain my weight, it's still dropping a kg per week more or less and i'll count my blessings. Going down a few sizes is really something to be proud of because i feel good about it. RIGHT RIGHT?
*screams to all bullemiatic people out there who's trying friggin' hard to loose weight*
I don't understand why, you're forcing yourself to puke your insides out just to be on a diet. Think it this way, it's like you're forcing your damn organs out of your body la. If you can't loose it just keep your mouth shut and stop forcing all the wrong things out! Ok this bullemia thing was rather random. I have no idea why it came into topic though. Anyway, i am going wait for Rongsen to come online because that boy IS OUT FROM HIS 2 WEEKS CONFINEMENT! Hurrah too him!
"...mighty heroes..."
Design and Dragon
Ok obviously you guys know how attached i am to Design School, until now. As much as it is, another affection had developed. I miss my Dragon company badly. I know, for those who knows nuts what i'm blabbering about, Dragon Company is the sorta erm "unit/group" i'm attached to during my BMT training. And man as welfare as it is, i miss the friends i knew within that 3 months. The activities we used to have. The training together. Well, in particularly, my platoon 4. I miss them dearly; that now realising i'm in a vocation unit, BMT life truly rock my socks off. So i admit (i guess alot of the dragonites too) took advantage of the whole BMT thinking it as another daily torment to go through and not realising the tiny bits of it that makes up a swell experience i gained. Sergeants, commanders and such sounded like a broken record when they kept saying that, "BMT is one of the best experience ever." and did we believe them? No.
Well well, now realising, the attached affection to not only Dragon Platoon Four but Tekong too! HAHA. I admit Tekong is way nearer to me than Choa Chu Kang is alright. Well, i'm gonna miss the dragon babies (quoted by Sufyan). Uber misses.
Today i ran for 4.8km. Amazingly, i managed to run without stopping. I'm in awe myself considering the tub of lard i am in, i pretty satisfied with my achievement today. Wee, another run will be on Friday =)
Anyway,
Alright, i'm pretty shagged but i feel like writing tonnes and tonnes of entries today. But than again, whimsically my mind is rather blank. HAH, such contradiction. The mother is cooking dinner now. I know is pretty late for dinner, but hell she loves to cook and also the both of us are pretty famished! Ok a little side track, i wonder how Rongsen is coping up with BMT (i sure wish i was in his shoes now!) Boy, enjoy it, really ENJOY IT. =) Oh the brother is still "Commando-ing" and you don't know how much the best friend is being missed okaye. HAHA. It's like literally eons since i last met him. I guess we'll be meeting soon for my birthday.
Oh i didn't know by being a regimental police, we'll get posted to Brunei or Thailand. Hmm, something i manifested during lectures. Oh well, with the lectures and lessons i had so far, i swear the term of being a police really makes a whole new perception for me. As elite as we are because we're at the frontline, what comes in the making is pretty tedious. Oh well, i'm posted to this vocation for a reason aye? Anyway, i shall help the parental with dinner now. Cheerios amigoes!
"....life is like a box of chocolates...."
That Itch That Goes, Ergh.
I've got a rash, wait correction i have RASHES which pops out every hour or so causing myself to scratch from head to toe like a monkey. And yes, it causes my little toes and fingers and sometimes my face to be a tad swollen. It's darn irritating i tell u. I have no idea what caused it, or where have i been but sure is a pain in the arse.
A few conclusions:
(1) Must be the new camp(Mowbray) LOL. It's located beside the K-9 unit and i swear the barking of dogs could be melodious if you're a dog too. With the Regimentals that are handling the dogs, i guess my skin is rather sensitive to these huge hyperactive canines. Well may be this is the cause of my rash.
(2) Missing the Tekong air and bed! HAHA. The irony. I swear, i guess the body is going through another phase of changing and adapting. You see, the skin influctuates its pores to ensure premium quality comfort once going into a new area. Causing alot of turmoil within the skin and the surrounding which resulted in rashes.
(ya like whatever theory is that iskandar!?!?)
(3) The food in camp must be bad. TSK TSK. Yes iskandar blame it on the edibles that you eat that doesn't harm others. RAH.
(4) I know i know i know! well actually i don't. I just find myself as irritating as the rashes are. HELP ME. Even the calamine lotion is yelping in agony.
I need to sleep. Ok bye.
"...21..."
As of tonight my block leave had ended. Good night fellow readers.
Four Privates and a Sergeant.
So i went out today with Yik Kiat, Chee Chong, Halim and Sgt Faizal (or do i address him by name now?) ok whatever it is, retail theraphy was greeted with unanimous buys and impromptu meet ups with the old design pals while walking around town and stuff. Ferli, Indah, Anny, Dominic and those are the few that i bump into today. Mighty swell to meet them, another part of my design family reconciled today while retail theraphy-ing. Happy me. Anyway, going around town now is kinda weird because of the weird flora popping out at the road side. Sunflowers and pretty orchids blooms the road side which were always introduced by the filthy exhaust humes of the traffic. I wonder why such measures are taken up due to the IMF. So much for being a first impression to the world, since the rightful citizens knows best aye?
Anyway, town was good because it has been a while since i've stepped foot into such urbanised areas. People watching is good too, from youngsters to oldies, from horrible dressings and pretty neato ones too. Man, people watching is fun. I have a tiny fear to report to my new unit this monday because i'm still living the leisure of a block leave. Tell me about! My days are numbered, well to be exact two nights and a day left as i wrote this entry. What a bummer aye?
Alright i'm gonna rip this of Sgt's Faizal's blog, i guess it's message to all Dragon platoon 4 peeps. So i guess there's no harm ripping heh. Here it goes. Pretty long i tell you:
"to my ex-recruits of dragon company platoon 4, (i think only u read it, budi)
a little word of advice, bmt phase its over. all the fun that you have in the army is done. no more playing alright.you guys enjoy the sunday that is left to u all to spend before serious army shit comes into your life.
whether you are in leadership school or some driving unit or becoming infantry man or what ever vocation you're holding, responsibility will be put on your shoulder irregardless rank or vocation. be serious about the things you do. dont bull shit around, know the system, know your work.
sacrifice abit of your laziness/time for this 2 yrs. think about it, do it once do it well. you wouldnt want to get charge or go into detention right? think about your service letter at the end of the NS life.
but one thing, dont give too much commitment to NS. like what i said, when it comes to work you work. when its time to play, you better play. Its just NS.
for those in sispec,
i can tell you working with the warrants there wont be easy for you. i been thru that shit and i'm telling you something that keep me 'alive'. learn what is thought from them, absorb by revising, apply what you have learn, and take all the fucking and other stuff that comes out of thier mouth and take it as a learning lesson. they are bound to do that. if you do a mistake, admit it and learn from it. top priorty, have fun! remember your motto: WITH PRIDE WE LEAD!
you can crossover OCS midway BSLC and end of ASLC. work super duper hard if you want to crossover. be tired during this time, and you be well respected in OCS if you crossover.
for those in OCS,
i got nothing much to say though but this is the best place to learn everything about the army culture and army teachings. have the right attitude everytime and by the end of the 9 months, make people respect and salute you. not your rank. RANK IS JUST A THING TO TELL PEOPLE WHO WE ARE. RESPECT IS A THING TO TELL PEOPLE WHAT WE ARE.
remember your motto: TO LEAD, TO EXCEL, TO OVERCOME.
to the rest of the vocation,
you guys have fun. haha. serious. i look at your vocations and it seems fun. but those becoming infantry/guards man, train hard. the batch of recruits before you lost alot of weight and look super good after 6 mths training. remember this and motivate yourself when you are down. to the guards man, earn the Guards tab. you feel damn proud. to the infantry man, earn your beret aite?
why i'm doing this is that i didnt interact much with your guys as much like the previous batches i did where i told them what to expect and stuff. Sorry about this but i hope its not too late. I'm on Civilian Conversion Course remember? haha.
i cant be there for you guys anymore, you guys are now teenagers in the army, you need to push yourself at times aite?
good luck and take care. See ya around. Dont forget to call me SIR after 151006 ok?
regards,
2SG Muhd Faizal"
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ANYWAY, i'll be turning 21 really soon and my party/event preparations are going good. A little hint of what's gonna happen and a theme that may run wild in most of my guests imaginations. HEHE. Enjoy guys with the vague visual below. Good night!
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"...days are left with one..."
Hello Mr. Regimental Policeman.
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This was what happened on a pretty good Wednesday(13/9) afternoon in Tekong.
I finally had my passing out parade!
Man, as ironic and contradicting it may sound, but i do miss my platoon mates Rah. They do put another mark in my life. Anyway, i've more or less 4 days of block leave before i'll be posted to my new unit. With that, i've become a Regimental Policeman as soon Monday arrives. Uh huh tell me about it, a REGIMENTAL POLICE MAN. Me. I know it does tickle many of your funny bones because it definitely tickled mine to the core. I'm posted to SAF provost unit hmm whatever that is. Hello to the pretty huge canines on Monday too. For pete sake! I'm a friggin' Regimental police! RAH.
Ok i've got a stiff neck and shoulders since 2 weeks ago. It's driving me crazy because it's pretty sore. So the 24km route march was a pain in the arse and everywhere else, like major literally. The pain was screamingggg intensely by the moment i've reached my 20th km route. As much agony i was in, i felt rather victorious when i reached the final pit stop. Where a chariot of fire moment, really gleamed up in me. Uber glorious and a sense of satisfaction overwhelmed me. Which made others even tear in joy and completion.
Though the march almost made the entire school 1 in Tekong in an abhoringly slow mode considering the abrasions and blisters that developed during the march. It was a painful victory. Nonetheless, with that marked the end of our BMT training, hello graduation rehearsals which is now, i am over and done with because i have friggin' graduated from BMT! which is yes ironically, i am missing it dearly. Oh well oh well. The domesticity in me still continues to run wild.
I'll be meeting Yik Kiat and Halim later in the afternoon for some wild shopping. I guess, retail theraphy seemed to be the answer even for army personnels. Alrighto, to the bed now.
"...mighty dragon freaks..."
this was what happened yesterday
the barbeque
So Dinner Was Good.
Met up with the dudes (yik kiat, samuel, chan hui and kevin) for some scrumptuous dinner at simpang and boy it was friggin' good. I guess it took a while for us to indulge ourselves with sinful delicacies. The array of killer fattening food we had were (in no particular order)
(1)Fish & Chips
(2)Kacang Pool
(3)Roti John Cheese
(4)Roti John Cheese and Mushrooms
(5)Chicken Murtabak
(6)Mutton Murtabak
(7)Satay
(8)Mutton Chop
(9)Kebabs
including dinosaurs, tehcino's, etc
ALRIGHT! time to shed the pounds off after such a hearty meal. Hey, it's not every single day i gorge myself alright! Since NS began, it's like my once in a life moment lar, so please let me scream in rejoice for indulging. Hardy har har. Period. I've got some other photos to post up but i guess i'll post it soon after i graduate heh. It's September. It's such a glorious month. HEH.
*hint hint clue clue*
When it comes to the end of the month, it peaks to a day where SEPTEMBER IS ALWAYS THE GREATEST (for me that is!) Okie enough with the exaggeration, dropping shameless hints izkandar. Yah whatever, to do those who find this shit uber clueless, i'll give another drop hint bomb, look at my profile on the right of my blog. HURHURHURHUR. Ok ENOUGH.
Passing out really soon! Boy couldn't wait for that and i have the whole company to enjoy that too! Uber good. UBERRRRRRRR. Anyway, i'm gonna tuck in now, because i think i have to do alot of shit tml. RAH.
Crappified goodnight.
"...the big twenty one..."
