Sunday, September 25, 2005 

The 13th that falls on 24th.

Gawd.. what a horrible day it has been. Started off with an unimaginable driving lesson (which will be the last before my test date). For some reason, I had some crazy concentration laspe during my public road driving which caused me to make mistakes so great that no one would believe the driver is 1 lesson away from the test. I nearly crashed into a car who signalled to stop by the road side, nearly hit another while squeezing into a narrow lane just to make a turn, etc. Nuts.. at this rate, I am faaaaaaaaar from passing my TP Test.. *sigh*

Then in the evening after dinner at P.S., some crap that I ate made me want to relieve my bowels. Fking squatting toilet + gravity had me eventually reaching my hands into the flithy toilet bowl to retrieve $5 worth of coins and my house keys from the slimey depths of the shithole. :( Urghish. I hope I washed my hands clean enough.

Better yet, the day isn't over. Came home just to watch Man Utd lose 2-1 to a fking Blackburn Rovers.. how nice is that. Even the damn EPL had to make my day worse. My fantasy football is pretty much ruined too.. with my players scoring own goals, conceding goals and earning yellow cards. *sigh*

And it still isn't over. While I was in my room constantly trying to log onto World of Warcraft (Once again, Blizzard jacks me even after 8 months), my dad had to gei kiang. He entered the room, turned on the air con and shut the door. Guess what. Even my bed room door doesn't spare me. For some god-forsaken reason, the knobs from BOTH sides won't turn the ledge open. The key didn't work, and there isn't a bloody screw to remove the door knob either! Which bloody craftsman makes a door with a doorknob that has to be smashed open if it is to be replaced?? Long story on how I got out.. but eventually, I was locked in my room for one hour.. and I missed the 2nd half of the match. Whee. Going out just to hear the final whistle blow and the score line 2-1 NOT to Man Utd's favour.

As of NOW...while typing this crap, it seems that my GameBoy Advance flash card (memory card that lets you download free games) is giving problems too. Can't read, can't burn, can't play for sure tomorrow. Sigh.

To top it all, COS duty tomorrow..followed by navigation exercise the following day.. no game tonight. What a horrible weekend. I so wish for a dream girl to tuck me into bed and give me a forehead massage till I fall asleep. >.<


Monday, September 19, 2005 


My 1st injury biking. Cool huh. :D Posted by Picasa

 

I'm sooo broke

Talking about being impulsive. Just last Saturday I borrowed Yx's bike for a short cycling trip. And after a weekend of being under pressure, I got a new bike come Monday, bought a set of wheels thru out the week and ended up changing my shifters, rotors, brakes, tires and cassette (loooong story). Now I've a huge hole in my wallet, even tho my dad suprisingly reimbursed me a little.

Cycling's fun so far, but then again, this is Singapore. One'll get sick of anything sooner or later. >< I hope this investment of mine is able to keep me occupied and provide me with other stuffs to do instead of just going to down and spend money for half a year at least.

Gonna head back to camp soon. It's raining cats and dogs. :( Range this week, screw the marksman. Just hoping to clear it fast and book out early on Friday. Darned COS duty this Sunday.


Monday, September 12, 2005 


Scratches and rust! oh wadaheck Posted by Picasa

 


New old bike! $300. >< Low end too Posted by Picasa

 

9/11 '05

My legs are breaking.. Thank you AHM. :( Actually, not bad for a fat guy who barely trained and had 1hr+ of sleep the night before. Hehe.
13.5 days of off, 6.5 days of leave which I must clear by the end of this year. Envious? :P What's the point when your Staff doesn't allow you to take it as and when you wish. And you even need a reason to take off. Screwy commanding. :(

Lee Wee incoming this week. *fingers crossed*

Temptation to buy a bike, pity I've a low budget. But as what I'd say.. if I can't tell the difference, it wouldnt matter. I guess it isn't necessary to buy a bike over $700. :) I hope I'm not buying on impulse, and that this investment would be a worthy one. Already taking the risk to buy it against my father's permission. Bah.


Sunday, September 04, 2005 

A conversation turned sour

Yes i shouldn't be dwelling on it, but my fucked up academics from the past is back to haunt me again, and thanks to National Service, I can't do anything atm to prove myself. My dad just have to relate whatever suggestions/opinions/even characteristics from me, to anything that can be bad..definately because of the 'underachievement' from previous years. What started as a normal conversation after lunch slowly evolved to a running-down session of me from my dad regarding my future, academics and such. And I'm reminded of the past that has constantly haunted me.

Once again, no one to blame except myself.. the emotional pains that I've to tolerate for these 2 years.. the 2 toughest of my life yet.

And just maybe my dad is right too. There isn't anything positive about me that I could think of right now. Lazy. Whiney. Subborn. Pessimistic. Spoilt. Greedy. Hot-tempered. Even showing disrespect to parents. Am I way beyond cure? Maybe I'm destined to be claimed by the devil.

Regrets made, tears shedded... again - 4th Sept 2005.