i love my bike and i think she has a mind of its own. i was on the way back from East Coast Park when my back tire puncture. the blows causes my bike to wobble and thus my rear suspension snapped.
and wad a time for this shit to happen- on my pay day.
speaking of shit, i was on the way home from camp. i was at the MRT station and i needed to pee badly. so i went to the nearest toilet and when i was at the control station-maybe 10-15m away from the toilet,there was a terrible stench.
the stench was really unbearable when i stepped inside the toilet. on the 1st cubical there was splatted shit all on the floor.
maybe the person had a very bad tummy. fair enough. but wad makes me wonder is that he can hold nit all the way to the cubicle but he could not spend another 0.5-2secs aiming at the bowl?? and what makes me wonder even more is that the cubicle is the sitting - not squatting.
i pity the aunty who is gonna clean up that mess tmr.
| name fought for sanity @ 1:24 AM|
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Saturday, December 06, 2008
-KGB-
u guys calls us KGB. but do u really know what KGB really stands for.
its not Kampung Gossip Boys, neither its Kallang Gundu Brothers.
You really wanna know what it means?
i'll tell you, but then i have to kill you.
| name fought for sanity @ 11:52 AM|
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Saturday, November 29, 2008
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To avoid disappointment i'm planning my own birthday party.
let there be music booze and girls!
| name fought for sanity @ 2:01 PM|
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Tuesday, November 25, 2008
-F1-
After months of being a trainee i have finally passed out as a 3rd Sergeant. i dont wanna talk about the parade cos i'm super mad at my family.
when i was in taiwan few weeks back,while chilling out in the mountains, i did a self reflection. i was thinking of wad im gonna do after NS. they say if you wanna find a job, do something that you love.
i love soccer and F1 very much. my soccer skills are not that good to earn me a place in any soccer clubs in S'pore or even Timbuktu. so being a soccer player is out of the picture.
so wads left is being an F1 driver. its possible since there are a few asians in that sport. japan has 2 drivers while malaysia had 1 driver before. so my goal is to be the 1st singaporean F1 driver-not A1(cos that dennis guy is representing S'pore) but F1. i would start small first. im going to participate in all go cart races thats available in spore. i would top the race and catch the eye of the s'pore A1 team. he would sign me and i would work my way up and win races. this will catch the eye of many F1 teams including ferrari. and at that time massa is getting from bad to worse and so they decided to terminate his contract and sign me instead. having the best car in the sport, i will win races- including the Singapore Street Circuit. and of course i will be the first singaporean to win that race.
with all the money in the bank. many girls will go after me- including mila kunis.. jessica biel or even vennesa hudgens. with all that kind of money from sponsors they can pretty much get whatever they like. heh
| name fought for sanity @ 11:33 AM|
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Saturday, May 03, 2008
-im not falling apart-
Danced all night, slept all day Careless with my heart again Fearless when it comes to playing games
You don’t cry, you don’t care Afraid to have a love affair Is that your ghost or are you really there?
Now I can’t walk, I can’t talk anymore Since you walked out the door And now I’m stuck living out that night again I’m not falling apart
Weather on a sunny day Time slows down; I wish you’d stay Pass me by in crowded, dark hallways
Try my hardest not to scream I find my heart is growing weak So leave your reasons on the bathroom sink
Now I can’t walk, I can’t talk anymore Since you walked out the door And now I’m stuck living out that night again I’m not falling apart
I heard you say you needed me now What’s the problem I can’t see You destroyed me, I won’t fall apart again I’m not falling apart
Take what you want I will be just fine You will be better off alone at night Waiting and falling Constantly calling out your name Will it ever change?
Now I can’t walk, I can’t talk anymore Since you walked out the door And now I’m stuck living out that night again I’m not falling apart
I heard you say you needed me now What’s the problem I can’t see You destroyed me, I won’t fall apart again I’m not falling apart
| name fought for sanity @ 6:29 PM|
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Sunday, April 20, 2008
-Enough is enough-
| name fought for sanity @ 4:23 PM|
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Sunday, April 13, 2008
-CONFINE- the word recruits dont wish to hear-
thanks to the armskote guys, my rifle dust cover was not closed when checked. and for that i received one weekend confinement. im pretty sure i closed it, since i'm the one who is always reminding my platoon mates to squeeze the trigger and close the dust cover. the only reason why the dust cover is open is when the armskote guys threw my rifle on the ground. anyway.. theres no point arguing with my sergeants. its the army and i just have to suck it up.
the weekend has not been set yet and how i wish it was this weekend.
why u may ask...
afzal is in the jungles of Brunei esdy is busy shopping in bangkok alfian is busy saving lives farid is busy protecting the neighborhood
and everyone else seems busy.
i hope and pray hard that i wont be confine this coming weekend. cos its the weekend before my field camp. i really hope and pray harder that my confinement is not the long break after field camp.
