Sunday, March 26, 2006

I'm out for the weekend again. And sadly, today is sunday again.

Fridays and Sundays always feels weird for me, mixed emotions.

On fridays, I always hope to stay in camp. But on sundays, I'll hate going back.

Life in camp has become a routine, everyday is the same, so similar that I'm so damn used to it.

I just hope someone dies from PT soon, or at least knock out, so that PT won't be so tough anymore. Fucking hate PT on the tracks.

2100hr booking in.

breezed in at 12:14 PM



Sunday, March 19, 2006

I booked out on friday.

I actually said I'll get confinement previously, but somehow they decided to let us out and confine us only when the fit squad comes in. It's officially sunday now, and I'll be booking in abt 20hrs time.

Dang.

breezed in at 2:08 AM



Sunday, March 12, 2006

Today is sunday.

I'm just feel sian. I'll be enlisting in less than 48hours time. Not that I've got stuff that I want to do and have yet to do, but just that it's damn sian to enlist. I'm be stuck in camp for the first 10days, cannot do anything. Cannot watch porn, cannot club, cannot do anything. Damn wtf lor.

Not in a very good mood today. Really don't know why. Perhaps I'm tired. Didn't really sleep well for the past few days, and the fact that I'll be enlisting really puts me off. Fucking shits. I was so looking forward to enlistment, but the fact that so much will be going on during my confinement. For example, Da Chang Jin will be showing on the same day as I enlist, and this coming friday, Cleo's EGB will be held at MOS, and I got invited, but it's damn WTF because I'm enlisting. Damn WTF. WTF.

Damn sian. This will most probably be the last entry before I enlist because my schedule tomorrow will be damn packed. I need to go temple tomorrow and I'm going to Yvonne's house tomorrow to make love visit before I enlist for the last time. Haiz. SIAN.

In a very bad mood now. I think it's the effect of the alcohol because I went clubbing last night. I drank 4 tequila shots and 2 bottles of beer. It was fun lar, but the fucking club closed at 4am. So early. I wanted to down the last to teq-shot and continue dancing, but the music stopped. Damn sian.

Haiz. Bad mood lar~

breezed in at 9:46 PM



Friday, March 10, 2006

Today is friday.

I've already lost all the enthusiasm I originally had about enlisting next week. I'm starting to dread it, because I've meet up with so many different people for dinner and it's like the best time of my life, just having fun. But now, enlistment will end all that, and then I'll just be another boring army boy. Oh well.

It started with anticipation, and it soon became enthusiasm. And now, it's just pure, erm, pure "don't want to enlist" feel. It's gonna be 2 years, but I'm gonna make this 2 years worthwhile.

Anyway, I went to Home Team Academy today to take a look. The place is new, and police academy moved there only just this year. So when I mean new, it's really new. I'll most likely to be the 2nd person to have slept on the bed that I'll be using. As compared to those people in Tekong, I'll feel much more at ease being asleep.

But everything has it's pros and cons. HTA is big. Really big. There's the auditorium block, the parade square that's quite big, and there's the barracks which looks like HDB blocks, complete with mini-parks at the roof-top. There's also the shooting range, the admin block, mass canteen, the track and swimming pool. On top of that, there's a band hall for SPF band and choir, and the canteen which is air-conditioned like food court. Or rather, it's a food-court.

But the coolest of all is the training village. It's damn cool. It's like made up scenes where most crimes will happen. There's a mock-shopping centre there. Which means they'll give a scenario of a robbery at a shopping centre, and the training will be held at the training village, and yeah, you'll have a shopping centre there. That's damn cool. Hopefully they'll have LV in there, complete with those LV merchandise that the shoplifters are suppose to steal.

Whatever it is, I need to enlist next tuesday, and the next couple of post will be me blogging as a boy. After I POP-ed, I'll be blogging as a man. A policeman.

hurhur~

I've got so much packing to do.

breezed in at 9:04 PM



Tuesday, March 07, 2006

IT'S TUESDAY TODAY!!!

This means that I'll be enlisting in another 7days. That's 168 hours, which is equivalent to 10080 minutes, which is also equivalent to 604800 seconds. So if I start counting now, by the time I manage to count to 604800, my ass would be in the barber seat and my botak head will be shaved. That's damn fast. I still remember some of the other asses enlisting into army, and now it's my turn. Oh well.

Anyway, I went pubbing last night. Those cheena cheena kind. People singing karaoke song wan. It's not bad lar, quite fun. Anyway, when me and my friends were about to leave, a big group came in, and that was like about 2am in the morning. There was a few girls in that group, and the pub was so damn dark, so we thought they looked chio, until my friend came back from the toilet.

"WAH LAO EH! The girl from that table keep staring at me. Then I look back, GOT ADAM'S APPLE!!! FUCKING HELL!! DRAG LOR!!!"

Yeah, those "chiobus" are drags. Like WTF. Totally grossed out. So we decided to stay alittle longer and enjoy their "performance". They were shrieking around, kissing their boyfriends and stuff. Totally grossed out. So we had pretty much enough of the show, so we decided to leave. Settled the bill and stuff, and left.

We made our way out, den one of the drag and her/his friends left the pub also. Den while me and my friend went to his car to send me home, one of the friends came up to me.

"Escuses me arh, my friend wants you lumber. Can gibe her?"

(Lousy english. "Rearry" lousy. So after he "compreted" his sentence, I huh-ed him and he repeated the sentence in Chinese. Anyway, he actually addressed the drag as HER. WTF?!)

"Erm, sorry, I've got girlfriend already. Don't need another one."

And after finish saying this, I went to hold my another friend's hand. That was damn close. I know Yvonne won't be happy with the fact that I held a girl's hand, but that's definitely better then holding that drag's hand right?!

I'll never go to that pub again. Never ever.

breezed in at 12:16 PM