Friendster mania...
Everyone's mad about friendster. Nick, Ang, the officer, even the almighty Yangfei have an account. And Jason is competing to see who has more friends.
Madness!!
The typhoon of friendster has swept the whole of SSW.
Madness!!
(Get the seriousness??)
Whatever.
Today is just another busy day. Keep changing the document.
Nightmare!!!
And staff calls for a meeting at 1830.
Madness!!
Live life the way it should be.
Ok... I am coming. The bed's calling for me.
More than words...
I seriously need to improve my language.
After browsing through many many blogs, I realise I lack the X-factor to write well. I lack humour, imaginations, innovations.
I am not a Lit student.
Whatever.
Om-Bak, the dose of movie for the week. More of a Jackie Chan movie than any romantic comedy. Ok. The comedy part was present. Creative action scenes, and funny too. I give a 7.5 as an action movie, but 6 as overall.
Saw Fiona today at JP today. That gal really changed, well, for the better, AND, taller.
I need to get thin.
I think I must tell myself that everyday. Maybe self-hypnotising will help a little.
I need to get slim.
Make it twice.
Saw my long-lost buddy from BMT in friendster. Saw his blog too. I added him to my list of friends.
Will he?
Will he remember me?
Only God knows.
Staff will be back tomorrow. *Sianz*.
Will true beauty stay forever? Will it shine forever?
My bed is waiting for me.
Beauty
The world is obsessed with outer beauty.
Contact lenses, foundations, mascara, lipsticks.
Slim figures, fit bods, tanned skin.
Tinted hair.
It's a real world after all.
I am going to get my contact after NS.
Everything will be alright. Tomorrow will be fine.
I hope.
Word
Your worsest worst enemy?
Brings you down to the deepest well?
Word, the lethal boomberang, which you throw and comes back hurting you.
The most decorated ornament yet so shiny that it blinds.
Paints a beautiful black painting.
Sings a thousand feelings.
An excuse you use.
An apology you make.
Something you write.
Something you lost for.
Happy morning, good day, thoughful and a tinge of depression evening.
Period.
May tomorrow be happy.
Monday with a tinge of blue
Today's OC meeting was usual, with arrows flying around. But ok, the impact was not that serious, well at least for me. FINALLY. Wits can be handed to Nick, OFFICIALLY.
Nothing much to write about today. Only that had my hair cut at QB.
Having chipsmore and watching 'ARE YOU HOT' and typing at the same time.
Murphy's law: What can go wrong will go wrong.
Bye.
Retail Therapy
Madness!! After booking out yesterday, what was intended to be a leisure window shopping became a serious hunt for clothes. To stop my mum from nagging me to get myself clothes for the new year, my shopping kakis, Yangfei and Nicholas, become my fashion consultants and we went for a shopping spree. From Springfield to esprit and topman, we ransacked almost all the clothes we could see, with the hope to find the best. But after targeting the pants at SPF that didn't have my size, nothing seemed suitable, till we get to Zara at Orchard. Finally, the pants that worth $79!!! Fei and Nick each got something for themselves. Madness!! Did I mention the sinful meal at NYDC? Wrong choice of chicken shredded spagetthi was compensated with oreo cheesecake. And did I mention the Origins face wash? Madness!!! Finally get to see who's the infamous Benson.
Met Gary later in the evening. A frustrated Yangfei nearly slapped Gary for forgetting the SISPEC friend. Went to Kino at Taka, when Shan called to meet. Sy was with Andre at that time and the latter rejected to meet us, cos ' long time no meet so paiseh...'.
Vocal cum music therapy at Prince's KTV till 1 am. Madness!!!
Maybe the title should be madness.
Felt a bit sick and restless today.
Hope the rest of the day would be better.
Al Batt, in National Enquirer: The secret of happiness is to make others believe they are the cause of it.
The origins facial wash I bought.
Sayonara.
White flag (No I am not surrendering...)
This song keeps echoing in my mind. All thanks to MTV and nick who sings it now and then. So now I will add the lyrics here.
I know you think that I shouldn't still love you
I'll tell you that
But if I didn't say it
Well, I'd still have felt it
Where's the sense in that?
I promise I'm not trying to make your life harder
Or return to where we were
Well I will go down with this ship
And I won't put my hands up and surrender
There will be no white flag above my door
I'm in love and always will be
I know I left too much mess
And destruction to come back again
And I caused but nothing but trouble
I understand if you can't talk to me again
And if you live by the rules of "It's over"
Then I'm sure that that makes sense
Well I will go down with this ship
And I won't put my hands up and surrender
There will be no white flag above my door
I'm in love and always will be
And when we meet
As I'm sure we will
All that was then
Will be there still
I'll let it pass
And hold my tongue
And you will think
That I've moved on
Well I will go down with this ship
And I won't put my hands up and surrender
There will be no white flag above my door
I'm in love and always will be
Well I will go down with this ship
And I won't put my hands up and surrender
There will be no white flag above my door
I'm in love and always will be
I will go down with this ship
And I won't put my hands up and surrender
There will be no white flag above my door
I'm in love and always will be
Enjoy!!
Don't lift that white flag so easily. Hang on.
Bye and off to the shower.
Pinkie?!?! (con't)
Arggg... Have to cut the last entry real short because staff hasn't left for home and it's already 1330... the time to be in office or the consequences are unbearable. He has alreadu banned us from going back to bunk during lunch time because we were late for once. Whatever?!
Anyway, I am proud to be a pinky and happy to be one. At least he is cute (the adorable part).
After the run yesterday, Nick, Cal and I had a rather long chat in my bunk. We talked almost everything, except Cal, who was listening all the way. Sometimes, such chats are really helpful. I really got to know the other party better. I always tend to say anything I feel at that moment, without realising I sometimes release too much info. Haha. Who cares anyway?
Today, staff has hald day off, so means heaven to most of us. Eh, come to think of it, not really. Realise still have quite some things not done yet. Oh! Before I forget, I get a really hard knock on my head against the low pillar at loading/unloading bay while unloading the rover. Now, have a little concussion and can't really think properly. Hope my intelligence is not knocked away.
Got home today. Nothing to look forward to. No long weekend. Arggg. Anyway, got to see Britney's new MTV, featuring Madonna. If I am not wrong, the song is something like 'Me against the music'. Suprisingly, for a person who doesn't really like Britney, loves this song. It has rhythm you would want to dance to (hip hop), and dance steps that are fantastic. I like dance videos. They make you wanna dance with them or just groove with them. Oh ya. The diva herself, Madonna, has perfect moves too.
All my people on the floor let me see you dance, let me see ya
All my people wantin' more let me see you dance, I wanna see ya
All my people round and round let me see you dance, let me see ya
All my people in the crowd let me see you dance, I wanna see ya
Part of the lyrics from the song. This song really make me wanna dance.
Dance people, and forget your worries. Dance to the music of hope and love.
Get groovin'.
Night.
Pinkie?!?!
Finally found out a way how to add a title without having to doing it manually. Anyway, the wing had a 'big' presentation yesterday. Everything was fine, though I mumbled a little. AC seemed to be impressed, and staff praised for our work well done. But too bad, no day off rewarded.
During the run yesterday, staff suddenly called me over and introduced me as Pinky. What's with pink? Ok, I know my face is always blushed with radiant pink and please don't be jealous, all you pale or dark people. It's a sign of health and youth. Save all the money all the blusher.
GTG. Update later.
Topic: Be safe or sorry
After the parliment indicated that actions are going to be done about the safety in SAF, due to the recent high death rates, the whole SAF (I think so), or at least our wing is turned upside down. So much have to be done.... this to be revised, that to be implemened. Talks, sharing session, crash courses come flying crazily. I don't wish to comment about that. Life is already so stressed and I don't wish to 'involve' in such a topic after topic hour (though Nick is still doing his stuff in bunk. Poor Nick).
Anyway and anyhow, the wing had fun at pool today, spending long hours under sun, lying by the side of the pool, aiming to have that Louis Khoo perfect tann, Ang Peng Siong wannabes swimming laps and laps and poor me trying to get that free style right. If I am not wrong, free style is not called free style, it's called front crawl instead. I heard that when I was learning swimming during primary school, and I am not sure that is still correct. Who cares?
Suddenly have the urge to listen to David Tao's latest album, Ultrasound. Great album, nice new songs and interesting collection of his past greatest hits. 8 crotchets out of 10. All R&B lovers should get this album (if you are into Chinese pop too).
Alone in the common room again, all the rest going out, except me, Nick and Cher Siong.
Saw the pictures SY has taken. Great!!!
Not in the mood to discuss anything philosophical. Not inclined to that today.
Anyway, good day and take care.
Better be safe that sorry.
Topic: I want to be rich!!!!
I want to be a millionare. It's not a crime to dream. Why the sudden greed to be filthy wealthy? It must be the trading of the old TV that Chun Liang left behind. For nothing, I got paid. The feeling is great. Haha... I am crazy... (Matchbox 20's song echoes down...)
Well I'm not crazy
I'm just a little unwell
I know right now you can't tell
But stay a while and maybe then you'll see
A different side of me
I'm not crazy
I'm just a little impaired
I know, right now you don't care
But soon enough you're gonna think of me
And how I used to be
Ok. After scrutinizing the lyrics, it's not that appropraite after all.
Whatever?!!
Anyway, the hunger for a movie overtook me, so to fulfil the hunger, we watched Matchstick man. I give a 8.5 out a 10. Why? Great plot. Good acting and unexpectable ending. The minus 1.5 goes to a boring beginning and i fell asleep. But this movie worth more than 6 bucks.
Interestingly, this movie also had to do with money and becoming rich. Just that it is on the bad side.
Money is not everything, but everything is money.
Off to bed.
Topic: Have a cuppa!!!
4.5 km isn't a short distance after all. The run in the morning at Marina Park took me quite some time to complete. Ok. I admi I ran really, really slow. It was actully quite refreshing after all. The most difficult part was to wake up early so as not be late for the run.
Well, I was supposed to meet Gary at Orchard Kinokuniya after the run, but since he had something on back in camp, I stayed at home after I got back home instead. As usual, a lazy Saturday afternoon was spent on couch, in front of TV, and in front of my computer, doing nothing effective. Suddenly, ok not that sudden after all, I felt a little feverish and had no energy to do anything. I'm sick. Staying at home, slacking at home could get you to be ill, I realised. Argg, I needed to get out of the house.
Didn't really eat dinner because have planned to eat it with Gary. But he didn't call as he was asleep, so grab some hokkien mee my mum intended for herself and dad, but seeing the poor me, my mum said she prefered to cook some rice and finished up the remaininf food from lunch and left the noodles for me instead. What a great mum I have.
Anyway, while lazing on the bed watching tv, Gary finally called and asked how's the plan. It was difficult to get the gals. Shan's phone was down and SY didn't pick up her's. So we waited by the phone, and discussed what to do, but came up with nothing. SY finally called and we agreed to me at Coffee Bean which turned to be Starbucks (Shan got it wrong). I was so unwilling to get my lazy butt out of the bed, but on the thought that we had not met for ages, I finally dragged my seemingly heavy corpse to meet the rest.
I never regretted meeting them. Though it was past nine pm, it was still a meaningful gathering. We caught with each other, chatting what's with our lives. Shan and Sy didn't really change much, as usual, busy with their uni work. Prisc was really busy projects and sadly, could not meet us. Unnoticingly, we began to gossip, about Kelly's boyfriend, how their friend (Carina) changed to a cheongster, how Prisc became more outgoing. The fun part was when Shan imitated Prisc's actions. We chatted really a lot of stuff, about our future uni lives, about contact lens (totally out of picture for me, still wearing the nerdy specs). Suddenly some of us suggested that we took photos (forgotten who that was). What was intended to be a session of photo-taking of remebrance became an experiment with different techinques to come out with different photo effects. We played with starbucks plastic cups, with my specs to see what effects we could come out with. Artistic sides overtook us then. I hope SY upload those photos soon.
Unknowingly, we had been in Starbucks almost forever. SY needs to go soon or she would miss the last bus back home. We then bid farewell with each other, but welcomed future plans of meeting each other again some time soon. I left with sweet memories, and of course, tiredness and uncontrolled yawning.
A wonderful Saturday night spent.
Really hope to meet them soon.
Have a cuppa, my fellow people, of memories and friendship!!
Good day.
Topic: Theatre Music Movt I, II, III
I realised I haven't been updating this journal for 10 days already. Blame goes to the internet that is down in the common room, such that I cannot surf net in camp. Ok, partly it's my fault for not writing the journal at home. So I gurantee this would be a rather long one.
Why this topic? I realised that my life this week was rather up and down, just like in theatre music, with many movements, each with its own crescendos and decrescendos, with its own allegros and andantes, (glad I have not really forgot my musical terms). Monday was horrible. It must be the blues. Suddenly, I opened my mail (something I hated to do), many time bombs seem ed to be waiting for me. Displays, courses, presentations... Arggg... I was about to explode. What can be worse? At first, I thought I could relieve myself in a game of sport or sweat it out in gym, but no. That idiotic 64246527 (it's not a telephone no.. it's someone) asked me to stay in office because 'the training programme says it's game, so must follow'. So I being 'not in the course so have to look after office'. I was so pissed off, but what could I say? I was afraid that I would offend that someone again. I wouldn't want to have any unnecessary cold wars again. But that's not all. Then came the 'ever-so-comforting' message. 'Are you locking up?' Could my reply be no? I don't really think so. I couldn't possibly say 'Hey! F*** you. Stop your game and come lock office. It's your duty!!' right? So my reply was 'YES' (with all caps) and that's all.
Ok. I did cool down a little after that evening and went out to JP (where else can we go?). It was like a 'hey-I-am-popular-bump-into-me-day'. I bumped into so many people. First was Renny, the bright secondary school of mine who was also at the same JC as me. I met him in camp early in the morning though. Next was Gary. No suprises because we met quite often and his camp was so nearby. Only minutes later, at the same food court, while buying dessert, there was the delicate female voice:' Are you queueing?' I turned around and it was Cai Jialing. Yes! It's that primary school friend of mine. And she was with Corrine, but I did not get to talk with Corrine as she was sitting down on the other side. Then it was Jason, the BMT friend. Then, before I was heading back to camp, it was Cassia, with a guy as usual. What a day.
Tuesday was deployment day. It was ok and nothing much to write about except tired and more tired. Oh. It was Edmund's birthday and we had fun eating Mac and cake, and of course torturing Edmund with wax.
Wednesday was Little India's visit day, so basically my mood was generally moderate. The visit was nothing exhilarating, and the food was only 5 licks out of 10. The window shopping at Heeren and Far East made up the rest of the night.
Yesterday was preparation for display. Not much was done, but a call smashed by mood. It was someone asking me to do some stock take and handing over of equipment. Argg... How am I supposed to find all the black-and-white to count everything? Well, trip to JP and movie of 'The Rundown' healed the wound a little. I gave the movie 6.5 to 7 out of 10. Humorous, no superb acting nor plot. Commendable effort from the Rock and Seann William Scott.
Today is vetting day. No much problem for me because CI didn't comment much. But headache came when I have to come up with Risk Assessment and review lesson plan. And mil tech is not done yet.
Well, I did promise a long entry and I had come up with one. I am a bit tired now and have to sllep soon because there's run tomorrow. Maybe sometime soon I will reflect on my life for the past week. This entry is only a dictation of what has happened.
I would if I could but i can't. Try use it sometimes but not always.
Zai Jian.
Topic: Just Another Day
It's very difficult to come up with a topic, especially today. Nothing really special happened today, just that we were reprimmanded by Staff fow not bringing insulator of ice during the MRS Course. It was actually nothing big because later in the noon, suprisingly, he didn't really scold us or what.
We treated ourselves with a movie, Infernal Affairs II, later in the evening. Although after watching the movie and many commented it wasn't as good as the first one, I personally felt that it's actually not bad. Though no part of the name suggested that this movie is actually a prequel to the first movie, it's quite different. The first story emphasizes on the bad being good and vice versa, whereas this prequel actually emphasizes on the real detective and bad guys. Not much on screen time was given to the young Andy Lau (played by Edison) and young Tony Leung (played by Shawn Yue). IA 1 appeared to be fresher and something new to the viewers because of the introduction of a new concept of the bad being a spy in the police force. The prequel is just another very good police movie, and nothing very new. However, I realised there is actually some similarity after all. The story writer (or whoever writes the plot) like to let the characters to exeperience deaths of friends in front their very eyes. In the first movie, Tony's character witnessed the very death of his superior and in the prequel, ironically, Anthony Wong's character witnessed the death of his superior. In both cases, none of them could do anything to stop the tragedy from happening. Tony's character just saluted silently at a corner while the latter, without any presence of sanity, tried to put out the fire caused by an explosion with a small fire extinguisher. Carina Lau is gorgeous, and Eric Tsang and Anthony Wong's acting are remarkable.
To those who yet to watch this prequel, don't expect too much link from it's sequel and for those who have not watch the sequel, good for you. You still can understand the whole movie.
Overall rate for this movie, 4 out of 5.
Read a book from inside, and not just from its cover. Do not judge a book by its cover.
I am off to bed. Good night.
Topic: Food For Thought pt II
Finally have a chance to come back. I was mentioning in the previous journal that I was the friendster webpage and a lot of thoughts came to me. *just a recap*
Both Priscillia and Shannon wrote good things about me, mentioning how I performed as a horn section leader, how motivating I was, how responsible. It didn't really come to me that I was as such. I always thought I was lousy. I was so pleased that actually I have a place in them after all, although we quarelled quite often. Those were the days when we were so happy together, so motivated to support each other. But of course, they are all my good friends.
But now, this feeling of responsibility, support and caring each other has disappeared. In other words, it seems that I have become a meaner and less friendly person. I am not motivated at all to do anything in the army, seriously. I am not saying that who I meet now are not friends, but it seems that I do not treat them as wonderful as I treat my section mates. This is not what I want. I always feel that I have given the same treatment as I always do. That is the reason why people always make fun of me as the only child. That's the reason why Nick and I have that cold war. I have become a worser friend.
I really don't know. Is it the army? Or am I just putting the blame on everyone else except me? I need to grow up. I am still searching many solutions to unanswered questions. That's what friends are for.help me finding answers to life. I always treasure friendship, and that is before I enlisted. Now, I really don't know. Is it that through army, I see the many faces of people that lead me to be tougher, the wrong way? Not really. I am always what I am. Nothing much can change what I am.
For now, I must make a stand. I must be the bubbly Jeremy, the caring and helpful who is always so motivating. It will not be easy. Definitely. But I hope I will change somehow for the better.
Wish me luck.
Bless me with friends
Whom I trust and treasure
Who will help me search
An eternity pleasure
Bye!!
Topic: Food For Thought
Yesterday was ok. Finally I get a chance to be out with friends and do something out there. A meal at Sakae was sinful, with all the intakes of rice and fried toufu. Anyway, the KTV session was thrilling, having to withstand out-of-pitch torture and undescriable screaming. But it was definitely fun having my lungs expanded and getting throat all hoarse.
I was browsing the friendster webpage and bring up quite a lot of thoughts in me. But for now, it's my mum again hurrying me for lunch. Will return soon to write down these thoughts. Hope I can still remember them.
Remember the time so fine when we thought nothing can stand in our way.
Sayonara!
