Sunday, August 31, 2003

You belong in a Power Rangers Movie!


What movie Do you Belong in?(many different outcomes!)
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You are Wolverine!

A loner by nature, you feel uncomfortable when
around those you don't know and even those you
do. You are awkward when it comes to
relationships, but fiercely loyal to those you
love.


Which X-Men character are you most like?
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Okay, a boring day today with absolutely little to do. Or maybe I just don't maximise my time well. Perhaps that's why I'm always feeling that my off days are not spent well. As though I've never been on off before. But what's there to do?! Urgh. Don't wish to spend money, so going out is a total negative. The only options left are internet, books and nothing. So far I think I've maxed out on both options. I've watched so many episodes of SATC that it's getting kinda drawn out. And I've no interest in other shows or movies. So that leaves me with my latest book. Confessions of a Shopaholic by Sophie Kinsella. Interesting. Funny. Poignant perhaps? Nah. I don't know. It's just some harmless yarn about some woman being in debt because she has an obsessive fetish in shopping. But the consolation is that I'm actually sorta interested to find out what happens in the end, though it seems kinda cliched. Oh well, better than doing nothing right? I'm actually into comedic books these days. Perhaps my life is boring enough that I need some jokes to be injected into my spine to brighten up.

Or maybe I just need some time to savour what I've got before I'm dragged unwillingly back into camp and have to stay there for the next couple of weeks. There's some shitty live firing next Sunday, which means a goner. And following that is standby duty. Double yuck. Another weekend gone again. So that leaves me with the minimum of two weeks before I get to see my computer again. Great. Just fantastic.

Gv complained @ 3:26 PM

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Saturday, August 30, 2003

What Finding Nemo Character are You?
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Hah, that's just so true sometimes. I'm really up on the cynicism meter these few days. I'm just so Miranda of SATC.

Ooh, I'm feeling so damn groggy. Took too much medicine for my persistent runny and blocked nose. Dread.

Gv complained @ 11:26 AM

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Monday, August 25, 2003

Bold or scaredy cat?

Called up the person listed on the letter regarding the lame ass National Day dinner this coming Saturday this morning. Turns out I have a choice to not turn up and not inform anybody about it. Dilema. Should I go or not? I really do not want to, but what about rules and punishment? Am I really worrying for nothing?Would no one find out even if I do not turn up? At least the person over the phone said so... Or will she secretly do something if I absent myself? Maybe she doesn't even know how the army works. No rewards, but punishment for every single, mediocre, mundane, minute mistake committed. Am I just too sensitive? Might even lead to neurosis. Urgh.

The bulging volcano hasn't erupted yet. Can't wait for the lava to flow out. I wanna flatten and even out the land!

Getting back to camp tonight. No offs this week. Or this month whatsoever. Dreadful.

Sex and the City rocks!

Gv complained @ 1:31 PM

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Sunday, August 24, 2003

Waiting for the phoenix to rise up from the ashes.

Okay, I'm in a foul mood. At least for the past couple of days. I haven't been a good person, or at least the person that I resolved to be. Nah, I was far from that.

The red earth and portholes are still there. No elaboration necessary. I'm still waiting for the day. *grits teeth* This is just so frustrating.

Gv complained @ 4:12 PM

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Friday, August 22, 2003

Your Random Stripper Name by thehated
Live or Deadjournal name
First	Cheryl
Middle	Lola
Last	McBeejay
Money per job	$182
Murdered by jelous stripper on	June 20, 2012
Created with quill18's MemeGen!

Just something to amuse myself. I will never be a stripper or anywhere along those lines. Some harmless fun to while away the time. I guess? *shrugs*

I officially have no life. Or very little to make of it. First of all, I've been home these few days facing my notebook computer and doing nothing much except surf, download and watch Sex And The City and envying those people in that show. I wonder what will happen to me after the 6th season ends? I'll have nothing to watch! Damn. Better start scouting for some worthwhile television series soon.

I need some new clothes but I'm not willing. *frown* My shirts are shrinking especially those I bought in cheapo Thailand. Or rather, only those that I bought in cheapo land are shrinking. Makes me wonder whether I should start splurging on more extravagant items instead of going for the For Sale ones. At least they won't disappoint me that easily. Or maybe I speak too soon. Oh well, I guess I'll get through it. Resist temptation. Motto of the month or something.

Going back to camp tonight. How dreadful. But that's the least of my concerns right now. I'm also supposed to attend this National Day dinner next Saturday with some other person from my camp. Apparently I got selected and with my calculated guess, the reason is because the venue is in Toa Payoh and I damn live in Toa Payoh. Therefore, birds of the same unfortunate feather will have to flock to the same nest. They can't ask some bird from the west to flock to some nest in the central area. They'll die of exhaustion and dehydration. Well, maybe I'll try to get out of it. But I doubt the chances of success are high. Oh well, I'll put my best face forward and face the patriots next weekend. That's the only thing I can do at the moment, right?

The only thing I'm wishing at the moment is that the food would be great. But then again, being the cynical person that I always am, since when was food from the army good? Slim chance there. Or should I say anorexic chance?

Cynic.

Gv complained @ 4:22 PM

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Wednesday, August 20, 2003

Deep buried magnet excavated.

Alas ops bacinet duty ended for me yesterday, though technially today's the last day. I need not have to report because my swan shift was yesterday. (sounds kinda tacky, I know.)

Anyway had some sorta of a field day today converting songs on my CDs to mp3s and then transferring them to my player. Who says that I support piracy? Well... maybe, in some sorta ambiguous, indirect, subtle way... but it's not an outright display of affection right? I'm just justifying myself. *shrugs* So, the bottomline is that I will still purchase original CDs (once in a blue moon). The lack of a workable discman doesn't signify the end of buying CDs.

Joanna and Esther from my sec. school days contacted me via ICQ yesterday and today respectively. Shock? More like... *raises eyebrows*. I mean it was kinda unexpected, considering the fact that they've been out of my league for about 2 or 3 years perhaps? Anyway, I'm just thankful that I'm in touch with them again. I guess I'll see how things go.

Gv complained @ 4:39 PM

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Friday, August 15, 2003

Elation, Exhilaration, Excitement?

Finally I got my mp3 player today! Bidding a forgettable farewell to music that skips and escalating costs of CDs!

Downside: Dwindling account balance. Surprisingly my dad didn't give any negative remarks when he found out. I guess it was too blatant. I just left the box on the table and he happened to chance upon it. But what the heck? It's my own money after all. He even asked me why I didn't get the one from Creative. Yeah right. As if he'll be the one forking out the money. I'm rather pleased with the one that I've bought, though it does disappoint me with the absence of certain mandatory features. Oh well, I shan't dwell into that, or I'll fall into the abyss of regret. Not my area of vacation at the moment.

Gv complained @ 9:43 PM

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Monday, August 11, 2003

Am I a target for pissing?

I'm dead lethargic and feeling slightly feverish. Must be prolonged exposure to arctic air conditioning in the ops room at Sembawang Wharf. Not that I'm actually complaining. But working 24 hours almost immediately after a hectic completion of guard duty the night before really is a challenging test of one's mental ability. That is, the ability to stay awake and be both proficient and efficient at the same time. The result? I'm quite proud of myself.

I felt rather infuriated at a certain person in my platoon who thinks that he himself is someone of authority when in actuality I don't give a bloody damn about him. Urgh please, get a grip on yourself. I shan't elaborate on the details since I'm currently not in the mood, but I would just like to say that being self-centred is one of his top priorities in life. Couple that with selfishness and a detestable attitude of arrogance and audacity and you get yourself a ******. (Word is a variable in accordance to reader's interpretation.) Sometimes I feel that the person should really reflect on his behaviour and judge (maybe not, he's a bad judgement in terms of character. Urgh.) himself more strictly. Perhaps such an attribute does not take residence in his heart. Whatever.

Gv complained @ 7:22 PM

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Friday, August 08, 2003

In a frantic rush for almost nothing.

I don't really have much time for a animated and detailed update. I guess I'll just cut to the chase and list out my thoughts at the moment, which as you will be able to tell, aren't very coherent at this point of time. Think it's more of a stream of consciousness kind of thing.

I so want an mp3 player!!! I don't know how it came about, but this tempting desire came about in the last couple of days for reasons totally unknown and illogical. I just had a thought, and then I consulted my friend, and voila... an mp3 player desire is born! It got to the point that I actually went boldly into a computer shop last night and inquired about the current players on the market. Prices are quite steep for those that have loadsa memory space. I guess I'll just have to sacrifice some luxuries this month if I really wanna get the player. My friend is also interested, and it may turn out to be that both of us will be buying the same player in the end. I'll leave it to him to check things out, since he's more technically savvy than I am.

Okay, that put aside, it's time to reveal the reason(s) why I've got such a hectic schedule these few days that I won't even have time to surf. First of all, I've got guard duty tomorrow, which means booking back into camp tonight. (Sounds rather repeated, think I told you this in my last post) After that, no leaving camp for home on Sunday. It's immediately off to Sembawang Wharf for the Ops Basinet shit which I'm kinda neutral about at the moment, since I have absolutely no idea what the whole bloody thing is about. Basically I'm just supposed to sit in the ops room doing administrative stuff. For 24 hours. Rest unsure and unheard of yet. Hopefully there are alloted shifts since there're quite a few of us being assigned to the ops room. The timetable works in such a way that it's duty 24 hours for one day, then we get the next day off. This malicious cycle repeats for about 10 days I think. I can't imagine how big the hole my transport fares will burn in my shallow pockets. And in addition to the fact that I'm actually planning an mp3 player purchase..? I'll leave it to God. He'll definitely work things out for me.

My hunger pangs are killing me.

Gv complained @ 7:00 PM

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Tuesday, August 05, 2003

Some people should just be shot.

Been rather hectic the last 2 days with church, outings and meeting with a friend that I haven't seen for 6 months.

Went to church on Sunday, and I felt quite left out in the queue though I showed an attitude of nonchalance (naturally) and buried my face in the church magazine I was holding. Reason? Fen was with her boyfriend. I'm not saying anything negative here, but sometimes Fen accuses me of being too cold to her boyfriend and that when I speak to him, I look at her. Well, what am I supposed to do? There aren't really much topics which I can share with him, since our interests are at loggerheads, and let's face it, I find him a boring conversationalist. Needless to say, he was also at fault, since he didn't speak as much as a single word to me throughout the whole time when the 3 of us were together. So who's to blame now? At least I thought I forged an effort when I greeted him when he came to meet us. And what did I get? Silence. Either he didn't hear me (unlikely) or... I don't think I want to decipher the other reason. Whatever.

Met up with Freddie later after service ended. Didn't wanna meet up at first since I'm still on a rampage on saving my cash. But I guess temptation got the better of me, and I was definitely craving for pizza. Went to Siti's for dinner, which I definitely did not regret since it would most probably be the last time I'll be seeing her there for dinner. She's joining the police in about 2 weeks, and she's definitely quitting her job at the pizza place. Think what I could say now is just to wish her all the best. As you can see, I'm not a very pro uniformed groups person.

Yesterday. Went to Sgt Goh's house. Totally bored myself to death. Though it was a huge bungalow, it looked kinda rundown to me, although it was quite well maintained. (I guess?) It sorta gave me the authentic Chinese teahouse kinda feeling. It was not like those modern bungalows where everything is so high tech etc. There wasn't much air-conditioning and it really felt like an oven in there. But nevertheless it was most probably the last time that I would be seeing him before he flies off to the US of A at the end of the month. So no insults whatsoever.

But... all this visiting means that I have very little time left for myself. Moreover, the book-in timing for me today got reduced to as early as 7.30 pm! Can you actually believe it? And to make things worse, my parents can't send me back to camp since they'll just be off from work, and the ever present traffic jams would hinder them from reaching home on time to drive me. So I gotta leave my place even earlier than expected (if my parents could drive me) to go back to that stupid place I call a pathetic prison. There's gonna be some rifle technical handling test because of range tomorrow. It's like taking away my 4 hours without permission (original book-in time was at 11 pm.) It's really a test of redundancy. Oh well, what can you expect from such a mindless defence force like the SAF? Nothing but the ultimate worst.

I still have guard duty this Saturday, on National Day itself. What an absolute dread. Time for myself gone again. I'm really gonna hate this week.

Gv complained @ 10:02 AM

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Saturday, August 02, 2003

The Great Revival

After a one and a half year hiatus, I've decided to once again revive this blog. Why the sudden interest after the comfortable hibernation, you may ask. Well, first of all, I guess my creative juices are starting to overflow and therefore I should and would and must do something about it. Secondly, I would want to look back and reflect on my life when I reach a certain number of years in the future. Not enough reasons? Well, whatever. I see no need to provide any justification for my decisions at the moment. Read on.

Life has so far been kind (questionable??!) to me. I've survived one and a half years of mindless national service, and the urge to break free has never been stronger than at this moment in time, with National Day approaching and what not. Sad to say, I'm not exactly your model patriotic citizen, so perhaps there might be some deviation here. Anyway, I've been through loads of crappy stuff and met many superficial, frivolous, morally unethical people (also known as empty vessels, a name I thought up today after some unfortunate incident that happened between me and some brainless fellow in my camp, which I decline to elaborate until a much later time, if I have the mood) and most importantly learnt and mastered to perfection the art of absolute oblivion.

What is that, you ask. Well, imagine if some idiotic empty vessel keeps passing lame-ass remarks about your attitude, behaviour, blah blah blah, what would you do as a sane, humane person? Fight back? Retaliate with verbal insults? Or literally and physically fight back with barbaric vigour? Nah. The ultimate winner is to simply ignore. I mean, look at it this way. Why should you bother with people like that? Don't you have better things to do? Does the comment affect you in any way? Sure, you might start accumulating an emotional baggage, but as time goes by, you'll definitely realize that it's not worth the storing up. And soon, there'll be some breakdown. And the cause? Some empty vessel making loads of noise. Worth it? Absolutely negative. That's why I've realised that to ignore is the best solution. They can just keep on hollering, but I won't care. I've got a future. They might not. Why should I ruin it because of some worthless people? There's just too much to lose if I lose control.

I hope that this entry looks promising enough to be a debut. You may notice that I did not really include much detail here. It's rather generalised. Perhaps I'll elaborate more when the mood strikes. At this moment, there're other things on my mind which I would like to carry out. So savour this till the next entry.

Out.

Gv complained @ 10:18 PM

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