Dear Diary,
Watching the tsunamis unfold as the people lying on their shores trying to get a good suntan is a devastating sight, not to mention those people trying to make a livelihood out there in the sea or those just leading their daily lives but just happens to be near the bloody coast. Coastlines are going to recede due to the corrosion ability of the great wall of seawater crashing down into the land. Sigh.. does this mean something? Nature releasing its wrath on us, the humans who had more often than not fail to appreciate its goodness. Scientists predict that the effects of greenhouse effect, notably the melting of the ice caps which will lead to the rise in sea levels will take place in the next 50 years or so. By then, I would be an old man and I don't think I will be concerned enough with it, however, what about our next generation? The effects are alrady devastating enough but we must count ourselves lucky that it is only affecting only specific regions which happen to be in the proximity of the epicentre of the quake. However, after 50 years, when the effects of greenhouse is felt, would we be able to cope with the destruction and flooding of all lowlands on an international scale? Will the UN, the Red Cross, US and all countries be able to cope with that? Perhaps I worry too much, I can't predict the technology of the day after tommorrow.
Back to the present.. How I wish that I am a grown up now, working, with a source of income and be able to donate a sum of money, no matter how big it is to those who live in a country where their GDP is about equal to Beckham's salary, how I wish I am with the air force now, on the C-130 leaving for Indonesia, Sri Lanka, whatever, to help in the situation over there, how I wish I am a fireman now, and be sent on such missions of goodwill. How I wish... How I dissent this utter helplessness and uselessness of myself.. I mean 19 years old and yet still a dumb student who practically knows nothing really? Sigh.. what a lame person am I...
Geography sheltered us from this storm, yet humanity linked us all together...

Dear Diary,
Where do you find strength when you lost the source of it? Complex question of faith isn't it? Does it come from the almighty, Buddha, any form of god that walks this earth? Many people have many different ways of locating the source of their strength. However, what that truly convinced me would from the accounts of soldiers who had gone through grotesque combats, inhuman living conditions whereby only something special can lead them on through the ordeal. Through my various readings of such wartime accounts, I had find that more often than not, soldiers depended on their closed ones to give them strength to survive through whatever ordeals they were experiencing. It is their comradeship in war, the thought that they would not disappoint the person fighting alongside him, their memory of their loved ones who might not be with them at the moment but forever living in their hearts, the thought that they must stay alive in order to not disappoint their loved ones gives them strength. So what happens when their source of strenth falls? What happens when their source of strength disappears into the deep abyss?
Perhaps it really is time I should really consider volunteering...

Dear Diary,
I shan't comment much on my camping trip in Malaysia during the weekend, although I do want to comment that the scenery was breathtaking albeit pocked by black flyiing spots...if you get what I mean. I was lucky enough to escape with only four bites.. thus proving again that my theory on the "foulest wins" is still very much a very intact theory. Ha! kudos to me!
I guess I am getting a little fat these days...haven't been excersing for like 2 ccenturies and I must admit that it really is not on top of my prerogatives. The lethargy bug in me is like killing me softly... anyway, goodbye for now...
Typed with the laptop screen 30degrees down..ie to say I am not looking at the screen at all! Woohoo!

Dear Diary,
Watched National Treasure today alone at the expense of going for canoe land training, not that I really cared about going for training as I seriously do not find the drive to go for it. Anyway, it was not bad a movie and I would greatly recommend it to anyone who has some spare cash and am feeling bored, and for some reasons do not want to venture too far out. Yeah, a trip to the cinemas watching this movie should help, not to mention the upcoming Kung Fu by Stephen Chow who is already a legendary person by himself especially after Shaolin Soccer which is just fantastically funny.. haha... Can't wait for it man..
Racism
A topic that has spurned the hard works of many and had seemingly seen some results throughout the last century. However, unfortunately, it is still a topic of concern to all of us earthling. I seeriuosly wonder if the almighty created us to hate each other? Or that there is several impurities in the mud Nu Wa used to create us the homo sapiens? Racism is the worst thing to have happen to mankind, afterall it had frequently been the trigger and catalyst to even more evil things. Great tragedies had resulted, great deal of people had died, great numbers of people persecuted, don't the people who dominated the blacks or the people who were killing the tutsis in Rwanda feel something, or just some sensation when they were committing those atrocities? This is certainly a matter of intrigue to me. Don't they feel some sympathy for those whom they killed for no other reasons than the fact that they are the others? I don't know...

Dear Diary,
Been attending a lot of gatherings, chalet, all those kind of sstuff people do to make themselves feel young again. Well, I would not concede that I am old, especially since I, technically, am not old. Just 19 and with singapore's life expectancy being 80 as said by MM Lee, I still have a long way to go man... However, does age really serve as a terrific indicator of youth or....(can't remember the opposite of youth...perhaps someone can tell me about it?) I don't think so.. Met quite a few of those active senior citizens, with an average age of about 70 or so and they still have such an upbeat view about the life which they want to lead, fulfill dreams that they had not done so in the past. They were so much younger than me in my perspective. they are the teenagers of the society, although really, I must say that they are really a fortunate bunch of old folks, still healthy, retired, filial children, of course they are very much eligible to be like what they are... Anyway, that is beside the point. In my opinion the term an ageing population takes on a whole new meaning, at least for me... I feel stretched, like butter spread on too much bread, I no longer have the drive like I used to in the past when I was much younger.. Does ageing population means the emergence of too many old folks, no longer economically active or does it mean the emergence of the greying of youths? Perhaps it is only affecting me.. I don't know. I don't have the tenacity to see through things anymore...
Humans.. the leader of the animal kingdom, the species with the biggest brains and how we have evolved. In the very very distant past, we only had had to survive the wild, survive the harsh conditions that mother nature decrees that we had to endure and although we still have to do such things, survival is getting more and more complicated especially when it comes to surviving humanity. I hate this feeling of having to surviving humanity, afterall, we are all the same species and that pretty much makes us one big family and why are we still fighting each other. Millions of people are displaced everyday and I suspect that that is a crude understatement. Look at the children in the African regions, recall the fate of blacks in the past, predict the fate of the world in the future, did we really evolve or de-evolve to be exact? I don't know..
Well, I do want to do something for the Earth, for humanity, for this place I call home but I guess you can only do something like that when you get into the upper ecthelions of the Earth before something like that can be done on an individual basis... Hence, I guess it is only apt that I shut up and get on with life..

Dear Diary,
Nothing much has been happening these days after the exams... so much for the anticipation which I had before the holidays really began! Never mind, as the climax of the holiday came finally, on this very day, the day when I finally bought the special extended version of The Lord of the Rings: The Return of the King. Although like the other two, whereby the extended scences, whether they are there or not, won't change the drama and storyline of the plot but watching this whole package certainly gives you a sense of feeling good after the show. Although I must say that the show is a tad too long, almost 5h of sitting down on the crouch and your eyes fixed on it, it is certainly worth every cent I spent on it. The confrontations between saruman and Gandalf, between Aragorn and the Mouth of Sauron and even the paths of the dead became more interesting. Battle sequences became longer and Gimli gets ever funny, spouting nonsense after being drunk with a drinking game which Legolas won in the end. It was extremely funny when Legolas said "I feel a slight tingle in my fingers... I think these drinks are starting to affect me..." which Gimli replied "Told you all he can't hold his liquor.." and then rolls his eyes and falls back...dead drunk. Hahaa.. you will have to imagine such a scene.
There and Back Again.
A Human's Tale
By Ang Kheng Wee

Dear Diary,
The damn Numeronean and Elf are just too much. 3days of pursuit, no rest, minimal water, stinking bread, in fact the last time I had real food was at Emyn Muil. Damn them. I swear my body is wasted for cross country, although I would be very dangerous over short distances. And to hell with those Uruks... running as if their masters are right behind their backs with a whip in hand. Damn it. Are they dumb? Don't they have the brains to foresee that Isengard is still a long way to go and stop running like a caged cheetah on the loose?
Argh finally, a little rest while the elf go and make some surveillance. Yah yah. They would surely turn north east. I wonder what is the big surprise. Doesn't he know that those uruks are slaves of saruman and would of course bring the two hobbits to Isengard. A case of redundancy as I would say. Ar.. here they go again. Run..run...run and run. Can't they go seek a horse or something? Oh no. my calves are acting up... Big cramp is coming up... OOh how I miss my cave dwelling..malt beer, roaring fires and meat fresh out of the bone. Oh yeah the uruks are finally in sight! Hahar!
And I cross the finish line, grab the finisher's tee and medal and look for wenyang and go home.

Quote of the day...
Regarding The Lord of the Rings: The Return of the King Special Extended Edition...
An extra hour of footage means more sufferings in Middle-Earth...Newsweek

Dear Diary,
just came back from watching The Incredibles. Well, all I can say is that Pixar has blown me away again. I was laughing so haard that I actually perspired in the freezing cold theatre. Haha. The animation is stupefying, sometimes, too real for an animation, I think, haha. Anyway, an outing to the theatres to watch this show is a sure way to unwind. Good storyplot, hiarious lines, All that I can say would be ...incredible...
Anyway, had my second last paper today and will have to wait till next tuesday for my last paper. I hate this kind of a waiting game. It just seems to me that the professors are playing a twisted game with us, stretching our patience to the very limit to see if we could survive. All the exams and test are obstacles to rob us of our confidence and most importantly, that all important degree! And, guess what, they have succeeded. Wel,, I guess this shall prove to be a very good summary of my exam battle report.

Dear Diary,
I seriously think that I am screwed up for my exams. Haven't been studying for like 3 whole days already and exams is like...a week away? Oh my, oh my. Someone, please, anyone, instill in me the desire to acquire knowledge! ArHHHH!
Anyway, it was Deepavali yesterday. A really good day whereby good Bollywood shows are shown on TV. Watched this show called Lapaan which stars one of the most famous Bollywood actors, Amir Khan and oh my, it was a 3and a half hour show. Totally screwed up my desire to study which I always plan(only) beforehand. Anyway, it is a showw about those poor Indian who rise up to challenge the British to a game of cricket so as to remove the unfair Lapaan (tax) system which the British had been extorting from them. The match was rather exciting I must say and I love their dance moves! WooHoo! If I can show of them in those discos, I would be famous! Haha. But.. no money, cannot go this kind of wind flower wine place. Anyway.. it was a good show, and I think I am falling in love with Indian movies. To heck with Charlie's Angels this Sunday.
Ikimalan oh Ikimalan Eh EHHHHHH... haha

Dear Diary,
Today is certainly one of my happier days. Got an A for my essay! Wahaha. This is like the best morale booster one can ever get especially when exams is like a week away. Haha. Damn happy for it is a geopolitics essay some more. Wrote something that had never been taught in class - the China- Taiwan issue! Haha. Looks like all my research had paid off! So heartened to see my work been appreciated by the professors. Afterall, I think A levels geography and economics had taken off me whatever confidence I had in writing academic essays. Whatever.. Shall psycho myself into believing that I got a C instead to ensure that I do not get too smug in the end. 19 more days to one month of academic freedom! Can't wait man...
Rreally cannot wait for the holidays man... there are like so many things I want to do and have to do. First up is first aid course which I am pretty confident of clearing. An 8 lessons course with the last lesson being the test. Hope I can pass out being a truly qualified first aider. Next up, the event I had been waiting for all year-the Standard Chartered Marathon! Really hope I can clear the full course under 4h 30min. The average timing the Brit who got a heart transplant ran in all his marathons around the world. Next, yummy... the Lord of the Rings: The Return of the King extended DVD edition. wah... can drool at the thought man. 5h of middle earth, 5h of Gandalf, Aragorn and the besieged Gondor, and of course, gaying between Sam and Frodo. Haha. Then there comes the conclusion. My lifeguard course. Hope to clear it and am praying that I can coz I am not a good swimmer, in fact, a weak swimmer would be a more apt description of myself. My freestyle is like shit. Can't swim more than 10 laps with that freaking style. Whatever. Hope to clear it and can then become a part time lifeguard!

Dear Diary,
another week had passed, just like that. I realise that time really flies when you do not really take notice of it. When I was young, I find that one year passed very slowly while a day goes by very fast. However now, my perspective takes a 360 degrees u-turn. Everyday is a painful walk through, but whoa la! A semester is coming to an end already. Sigh... think I am becoming older, though not old enough in my reckoning. I want to earn money! Academia is certainly not my cup of tea. Studies is just what I do to ensure that my starting pay is more than the others... Shucks... What kind of a person is this society moulding me into?

When I was young, I wanted to be a badminton player, when I grew bigger, I wanted to be a basketball player, when I got even bigger, I wanted to be a musician, and when I got even even bigger, I became a canoeist, and now, I am just another mugging student... sighzz.

Dear Diary,
I've sudddenly realised that had I been more serioous about my work, I would not have been so free, talking to you now and then yet still have the time to slack around aimlessly. Just screw up 2 projects worth 25% of my final grade. Really @£$%^ liao. Siao liao think I might have to be retained and pay liquidated damages to SAF liao. Siao liao!
Anyway, I think I had finally started to really mug, and I mean start. Progress had been slow, but it is certainly better than nothing. Guess I had only been ghosting around the LT all the time, well I guess if you had been to uni lectures before, you would certainly understand how boring those demented PhD holders can get actually get. They just keep on droning on and on, drowning you into an abyss of knowledge which you have no idea what it is. You keep screaming and yelling yet no one heeds your calls. You choke, you suffocate, no amount of CPR can save you now. But you never stop struggling. Giving up was never an option anyway. Slowly and slowly, twilight is near, you heaved a sigh of relief as the One, whoever he is, embraces you. Welcome to the bachelors club.
You take your Bachelor of Engineering degree, leave the stage, welcome to the real world.

Dear Diary,
watched Ladder 49 today and reaffirmed my ambition on becoming a fire fighter after serving my bond. A really cool show which chronicles the life of Jack Mawson, from his rookie days to his last breath in a building, as the fire devoured him. Quite touching actually and the fire sequences are pretty realistic except from the part when Jack can abseil down with only one person holding the other end of the rope. Crazy... Did some physics and unless that man's biceps can tahan like 1500N of weights for like 5 min, Jack would have died prematurely in the show, but movies are movies...
Anyway, watched Indiana Jones yesterday ( I think I am totally screwed for the upcoming exams) and find this phrase rather interesting. Dr. Jones told his new class that archaelogy is a subject to find out facts and that if they should want truth, they have to study philosophy... Funny the way he puts it. You find truth in philosophy? So, got friend come from afar, very happy is a truth? WTF? Don't understand at all... Fictitious heroes are all complex figures.

Oh my Ohmy...
Dear Diary,
watched the trailer for the special extended version of the Return of the King. Really had orgasm of a life time...not really. haha. Back to the topic, the special extended edition adds 50 min to the already 210 min of ROTK, which means...5h of continual action? wow really orgas. In this edition, Peter Jackson had added in scence that we were deprived of previously, for example, the confrontation between Gandalf and Saruman, Gandalf and the Mouth of Sauron, confrontation between Aragorn and the Eye through the palanthir, and also, showdown between Gandalf and the Witch King, which I don't really have memory of in the book, which is still very nice to look forward to. And, of course, more gaying between Sam and Frodo.
Oh my, Oh my...

Dear Blog, diary, whatever...
Been feeling so lazy lately that I haven't had any energy to do anything really useful. Put off most of my tutorials, online or not, haven't run for days, and yah lying on the bed had been pretty much evrything I had done for the week. Well, I guess I can really attribute it to the number of projects due last week. It is so exhausting that I feel that my brain is dead, completely. Never mind, I think I am fast becoming a vegetable or something in the future. Worse still, doing those online personality tests reveals that if I were a vegetable, I would be a broccolli. How? I think broccolli is actually rather ugly. Geez what am I rambling about here.

Joke of the day:
Being the superstitious person that I am, I would never take a plane on the 11th of Sep, never go to school on 1st Sep and never take a train on 11th of March, among other things...

Dear Diary,
Watched the Lord of the Rings trailer(again) just now and i must say that no movie until now, in my reckoning can rival LOTR. Although i must admit that it is a chore to watch Sam and Frodo gay along the slopes of Mount Doom, see Aragorn kissing Arwen(ARGHHHHH!!!), see Gandalf acting like an old fogey, but it is still a very zai trilogy. The cool special effects, the intense plot, the epic battle scenes, those cool moonsters, well that pretty sums up all a human species with balls look out for in a movie. Way cool and I just realise that for the pst three years or so, I had been sort of anticipating the movie at the end of the previous three years. It had been some sort of an emotional and spiritual relief to follow the latest video clip, whatsoever from the website to keep myself alive from my studies and all various commitments. Thus, this year is just sian. No LOTR, no really good movies except for Spiderman? Nah, shan't harp on I can already hear the Zzzzz monster ringing in my ears....

Dear Diary,
I am seriously finding it strange that I am continually being attacked by mosquitoes at home. Why is is strange as you might be asking me? Well, because apparently, I don't get mosquito bites in the foulest of place, like sungei buloh and tekong(field camp). So I think it just serves to prove that my theory was correct, that the fouler you are than the environment, the more the mosquitoes would not come and disturb you. Thus that pretty much explains why a person with a 7-day unchanged No 4 can escape from the area without a single bite!
How to jio a girl whom you have no associations with? That's the question which I had been pondering for the past 2 days. Jono recommend that I go read those books teaching the way to make small talks which i seriously find quite funny and useful at the mean time. In fact, the book even recommends that I start off the conversation with the most banal of all questions, like the weather. Hmm.. dun think I should be reading more into these kind of things or I will be like following a script whenever I start talking. Elmo recommends that I just be gung-ho a bit. Just run up to the girl and say "Hi, can i be your friend?" By the end of the day, I think she would be more freaked out by me. The rest just give me some general tips which I would adhere to definitely, like knowing her friends, then find out more about her but all these are like quite"Duh, of course i would have to do these kind of things what..." So especially with my very new tagboard, can anyone reading this sad story here give me some advice?

Dear Diary,
I seriously am thinking that I am having too much free time, so much so that I think it is hindering my studies. Why do i say so? In the past, whether it is RV band +council schedule or the HC canoeing schedule, there will be some sort of like compulsory "shack you out" days. What this means is that I would be very hardworking for the remaining few days to make up for loss time. Not that it is very apparent in HC but at least that is what I feel. Now, all I do is go for lectures tutorials, do homework, run a bit, swim a bit and tidy some projects here and there and there you have it, a glimpse into what is my life really about. Haha, can you imagine someone actually complaining about having too much time? Weird person.
It suddenly seems to occur to me that all my friends are giving me the impression that I should get myself attached during my four years in University. Hmmm...it makes some sense but so what if I don't have. Afterall, I am incredibly shy and reserved, inconsiderate, ungentlemanly, talentless, 'unhandsome', freaky appetitie and taste, stingy...wow, I can't be that bad, can I? Anyway, back to the point, I seriously am envisaging myself to be someone to be continually lonely in uni...sigh...hope that the situation would seriously turn for the better.
Anyway, I think I should go learn some fighting martial arts already lah. Aikido seems to be not bad, given the realistic nature of it. Hmmm... can consider... worthwhile to learn something to keep myself occupied.

Winners for the coveted Nobel Prize came out today and gosh..again, those judges gave the salutation of a "laurette" to researchers whose works I have no idea of. In the subject of physics, the researchers were applauded for their works on quarks, arguably the smallest matter in the whole wide universe. But, after reading the word over and over again, I realise that scientists really give funny names to scientific materials. For example, why do they have to call a mole a mole? Does the scientist who gave the name has 6*10to the power of 23 moles on his body?? Highly improbable. Maybe he was a police undercover before? Another impossibility then why the weird names? Next time, the nobel prize would be given out to researchers on "quacks."

Had IPPT yesterday. First time in my life, I had a fitness test with a bunch of old uncles who aren't exactly...ermm...fit. Nvm about that, luckily there was this ADA officer who runs damn fast to keep me motivated. Haha. Reached the last 200m at the 8min mark, ended up having 8.45 as my timing. Not bad, I think considering that I din bia the last part. The ADA officer was too strong. Did not bother chasing him down in the last 200m. Nevertheless, got my money in a rather nice fashion. Yeah!
Well, cables are driving me crazy. How in the world am I to know what shape suits what loads? I would have ^%%^# the lecturer upside down if not for the fact that I am not the one paying the school fees. Wasting my time listening to him crapping in the nice, cosy auditorium.

Argh I lost my phone today... so sian.. have to go around to collect phone numbers... sigh. ran AHM today... damn shack. My legs are still protesting at this moment in time, more than 12 hours after I had finished my run. Ultimately, I ran a depressing run today, had to tie my shoelaces for 20 odd times. sigh.. shall not carry on blogging depressing matters.

"People were always asking me, how is it that firefighters run into a burning building when everybody else is running out? Courage is the answer." John Travolta, Ladder 49.
Man... eight years before I can try out for SCDF...eight years

Dear Diary,
I am seriously wondering why you are called a blog. Is it to mean that this is a "big"log of someone's life or is it some sort some sort of complex mathematical formula that involves the use of logarithm?? I don't know cause I just find it strange. Also, Why is a diary called a diary, is it because people in the past write about themselves after having some dairy products thus with some twitching here and there, it becomes diary. Strange isn't it, haha.
Anyway, it was MAF yesterday, just another typical HC activity. And I am just another Ang Kheng Wee in HC. Dunno how to dance, dunno how to sing. Ended up sitting on a class bench which is quite different from what it used to be talking with my kindergarten classmate. How time flies. In a flash, I am already 19...soon... a different sort of person from those bo-gay(no teeth) adolescent years, I think, though I seriously still enjoy cartoons for no apparent reasons. Haha. I wouldn't say I had matured which I doubt that I ever will, but that I am a person with more responsibilities now that I had to start fending for myself. Really lucky that SAF actually want me, given my poor results as compared to the stellar results of my colleagues. In a way, I have a job after graduation and a stable job it is, thus, not too bad...not too bad.

Dear Diary,
it is funny, isn't it? That man are essentially very violent animals, born with the inclination to inflict pain on others. Just came back from wrestling my brother in his room which I won after several chicken wings, ankle lock and crippler cross-faces. Must say I really felt good watching my brother grimaced in pain while refusing to tap. Haha. Just too bad I did not put my camera in place properly and all the shots are not even pictures. Just a black piece of thing and a few silhouttes. Nvm, as I am feeling so good now, after winning a thing which I had never lost. Just hope my brother never grows bigger or join some akido thing in future. I would not want to break any bones from someone who never want to stop until he is dead(his running philosophy).
Adios

Dear Diary,
haha it had been a terribly long time since I last updated (You do realise that this had been my opening lines for I dunno how many entries do u?/). Nvm. Anyway, what should I touch on since I had lost all my mood to mug, not that there was any to begin with.
School sucks. Really. Whole lot of lectures teaching things that would not turn up in the tutorials and doing whole lot of tutorials that have no relation to the assignments and finishing the assignments in a mad man's frenzy so that I had to research again into things that would be covered in tests which I had never heard of. Some how, I agree with Wenyang's view that lectures in university are the same as those I had in OCS. Those that I had to commit acts of sado-masochism so that I could open my eyes wide enough to focus on anywhere but the lecturer and the screen behind him. I seriously don't know why I even bother to attend these lectures when no attendance or whatever is taken and if I want, I could even watch the lectures on the web as they would recorded! Maybe it is the self satisfaction of at least acquiring 10 minutes of knowledge imparted by the lecturers. I dunno. But #@@@#$#%$@%@&##%^* to all proponents of independent learning. They are the ones who should have been shot!
Taking up the module of geopolitics opens up a sad world of conflicts before my eyes and I seriously don't understand why I chose a module to watch gastly videos of children being shot, men losing their limbs and dignity and women losing their chastity. It is depressing in actual fact to learn about the many Hot areas of the world where everybody's birthday wish is a full-body biullet proof vest and an Ak-47.

Dear Diary,
haha this is the first time I got coerced into writing an entry. Well not bad, blogging is afterall an excercise most people use to excercise their poor overworked fingers to gain satisfaction that their memory had not fail them. Well, where should I start. Hmm... let me start on my current civillian-military men paradox for appetizaers..
Why the paradox as you might ask, Mr Diary... Well, I am currently in a serious identity crisis as I am a supposedly civillian holding a military identity card or a military guy going through civillian life now. In any case, it certainly gets really confusing whenever you go through your daily routine trying to act like you are just another little boy out there trying to watch a movie that is NC-16. Tried to watch brotherhood the other day and was told to show my ic first(I thought i looked old enough to be exempted from that tedious process). Anyway, i showed him my green ID card and was shown those kind of disdain look by the ticketing personnel who asked me if Brotherhood is a compulsory show that had to be watched by all SAF people. Fed-up, I watched spiderman for the second time. But it is not that I am complaining. Spiderman is a good show.
So what had I been doing during these period of a fake 'ORD'?/ Well, been walking around like an aimless zombie, running around like a dog unleashed, still trying to finish building my model abraham tank or whatever you call it, sleep around like nobody's business. Yeah. That really sums up all that I had been doing all these days. A perfectly disorganised man who never sweeps his bunk(room), never pull his bedsheets, revellie at 1000h, lights out at 0200h. Yeah that is my life
And boy do I feel young in the university.

SWING
Dear Diary,
Just came back from watching spiderman 2 in the theatre.Must say that it is an excellent piece of work from its directors. Lots of ass kicking action, coupled with all the emotional conflicts present in the still-teenage Peter Parker. Not to mention that one of my all time favourite villain is in this installment. Way cool. However, I still must lament on the fact that Parker is still too ah gua lah. The movie portrayed him as too much of a sissy already lah and the movie parker also lacks the cynism and sarcasm of the comics Parker. Sigh.. just too bad lah. You can't get the best out of everything.
It was OCS carnival and anniversary yesterday. Let's not care about the anniversary as I only really cared about the food and talking cock with my old time canoeing buddies. Just too bad that we did not garner all who is there, meaning zhirong and I don't know who else... Yah...too bad that wenyang disrupted or we could have had a hassle free gathering of some sorts yesterday at the dining hall. Anyway, back to the carnival. My wing's tug-of-war team won the championship losing only one set throughout the whole series. So proud of the team. We really trained hard and under the careful guidance of our wing sergeant major who happened to be the former chief PTI of commandos and coach of the specal ops tug-of-war team, we won. Though our grit and perseverance must never be downplayed. We were only like 6 inches from losing the whole thing in the finals. However, luck and determination was on our side ans we bit our lips and pulled the opposing team out of position. Yeah! And did I mention that we won for ourselves a bottle each?? HAHA, so happy.
Bought the trilogy soundtrack and it just brings me orgasmic pleasure just listening to the orchestra performing under the baton of maestro Howard Shore. He writes such beautiful music for the theme and emotions of the story... It is just relaxing to the trumpets in the lor of the rings theme, the oboe in the hobbits theme, the eerieness of the elven theme, the brute of the orc theme and not to mention, the gondorian theme. Kao, orgasm like siao liao
Quote of the day:
"I cannot promise you that I can bring all of you back home alive. But what I can promise, is that, I shall be the very first person to land on the battlefield, the very last person to leave the battlefield. Dead or alive, I shall bring back all of my men."
----Lt Col Harold Moore, CO, 7th Cavalry, US Army.
Taken from "We Were Soldiers"

Dear Diary,
It has certainly been sometime since my last login which is like one day before I got into camp and now, I am back, two days after my sacred POP!! Well I guess POP was great...semi rain condition so it is not hot at all. Perfect condition to be perfect scarecrows!! As I had noticed that there were little or no birds at all whenever there is a parade.
Well, as I try to recollect correctly, BMT was actually fun. especially driven by the fact that I am in the slackest officer led company-- Duty, Honour, Country, Ninja Coy. Still find the company creed rather funny, still can't explain it. haha. Anyway, BMT experience as a Ninja warrior had been just too slack for my liking. Somehow regretted the decision to reject commandos. Perhaps I would have been wearing a red beret by now had I not rejected it during the interview. Sigh... anyway, am preparing myself mentally for SISPEC. Afterall, I am positioned in the sispec batch. 6 more months of tekong and I heard it is field camp almost everyday... Am just looking forward to it. In any case, did I mention that field camp is like the best thing to have happended to my life?/ haha. All the other camps that I had were for wimps. However, on flashback, I think had it not been for my natural immunity to mosquitoes(I donno why whenever there is a whole swarm of mosquitoes in front of me, I only kena one or two stings which I can never feelf it) and my perverse mind that decrees that I shall not change out of my dirty clothes, field camp would have been a nightmare. Haha...
Anyway, just hope that more adventures are coming up my way!

Dear Diary,
The time has come for me to thread through wildernesss through war on this route to manhood. The time has certainly come and I resume that it is very improbable that I would update regularly after going in to camp especially since I am such a lazy guy. Nevertheless, I am beinging few pieces of paper to write some of my thoughts and experience when I do have free time in Pulau Tekong.
Am feeling a little excited about going in as the patriotic soul inside of me keeps telling me that now is my only chance to serve the nation and I had better serve it well or I would be regretting for the rest of my life. Yue Fei, Guan Yu and the Water Tiger heroes had always been my inspiration since young and now the chance had finally come for me to emulate these idols of mine! Yeah... COunt on me Singapore....
HOpe that I would not come out and say... FUck the Army..
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Dear Diary,
Watched the trilogy trailer for the Lord of the Rings. It could only like register a "relatively ok" remark in my brain as it just seems to be an amalgam of all the three different trailers, add different background music, do some editing to keep it under 5 minutes and a nice trilogy trailer hot and fresh from New Line Cinema. It was nice but not that good considering the 11 academies won by Peter Jackson and gang. However, this new trailer sort of raised new fears to me that Jackson and gang are going to come up with some jumbo trilogy special extended dvd set and then I would be so screwed. I mean I bought the previous two extended sets and I will not be able to resist the temptation to buy the jumbo one. Die Die...money's flying out of my pockets!!
Anyway, watching the trailer had raised a new issue to me. That the Steward family of Gondor is one to sympathise with. Afterall, I really think that they had evolved into some sort of villains in the show/book just because they had tried too hard in protecting Gondor from the forces of Mordor(haha i suddenly realse that it sorta rhymes!!=)) becoming a little demented as a result. They paid heavily for theire dementia and I like to beseech all the ppl who had watched the movie to stop treating them like villains...men are weak
Army days are coming soon...hope that I can make it in there!

Dear Diary,
I realised that not working certainly hassome detrimental effect on my level of fitness and general health. You see, when I worked, i just worked and worked and worked, no time for snacks and all these sorts of things and I would really have the discipline to run and if I may proclaim... I run home in running gear, I.e. T-shirts and pants... not some office wear although the carrying a bag part is true!! Wonder where that spread from... Anyway... back to the topic. Yah... excercising is really quite an obscure concept to me now. Think I am developing into something like.... Morgan You. Yucks! Must really excercise tommorrow.
Went for the Lord of the Rings exhibition at science centre 2 days ago. Must say that it was a very good experience and really worth the money. I mean, even though the tickets were kind of steep, at $16, if you showed your student pass, you get to spend three hours in it and it includes free admission into the science centre! Therefore in total, I spent around 4 hours in Jurong!! haha Fun. Certainly felt good for finally understanding how forced perspectives were done. Cool! Bought myself the one ring. Kao spent a fortune on it. Oh yah and I bought a miniature Anduril and Glamdring. Another 100 bucks gone. Money had been flying out of my pockets these days.
Father is so old that history is called current affairs at his time!!

Dear Diary,
Been excercising myself crazy these few days. Started out on a new working out regime of climbing up and down the stairs in my HDB block and everytime i reach those lift floors, to sprint from one end to the other end. Can die man... This kind of workout is crazy. I can barely pia 5 rounds and before I know it, I am dead, lying on the ground, motionless. Then I would make my way to those public pull-up bars to execute the pull-up program my previous canoeing coach had enacted for the team. Though I had always find it pointless and quite boring... it still helps lah, one way or the other. I don't know why...after so many months already... I still find that I am just so unlucky to have him as my coach. One, he does not come down to paddle with us, at least I had never experienced that before. Two, he is a damn sucker who only metes out punishment as and when he likes. Three, I just don't like him. And to be honest with you, Mr Diary, I had been feeling all these after dragon boating competition. The day when he tried to 'motivate' us. We, the team whom he had never coached before. In my opinion, he had never coached us ever since. All he had ever done was to tell what is to be done and what's not. That is all. Period. Fuck!
My bad mood is still there. I can feel it everytime and i had turned into a fucker ever since. Damn angry with anything, everything. Maybe i would feel better with this poem which i had make before the results. Here it goes.
The Tree
Dear tree, O tree
How pitiful are thee
Make food under the blazing light,
still laboring under the glaring night.
Dear tree, O tree
How pitiful are thee...
FUcking hell. Feeling even worse right now. Maybe some 10K run will do. Fucking hell
Life is but a broken pencil...pointless

Dear blog, diary, whatever...
I am still feeling down now, two days after the release of results. I did badly, by my standards and I am in no sense trying to put anyone down. Still wallowing in self-pity, wishing that the whole Earth would just swallow me down to the core of the burning inferno and get me melted so as to recycle me as some organic matter that can help some tree to grow well. Been in such a terrible mood that all the office people are getting an earful from me. Who care... I am quitting by this friday. There is this accountant with this big mole above her lips and just cannot stop blabbering about how troublesome we are. I tried to be as subtle as my abilities can take me but I still suppose it is not good enough. I asked her what her favourite car is and before she could even answer, I said that it should be a BMW... Big Mole Woman... Yeah I told her that too. Guess I am not going to have a really good time for the rest of my work days... Afterall, she is the one issuing the paychecks. Sigh.. I just have the knack to offend the wrong people.
Why did I do so badly. I mean getting 'B's for physics and Economics is ok. They are my worst subjects afterall. I mean, I am just glad they did not get any worse. But my Geography?? Fuck! I am one of the three in the whole cohort to get B when all others got A. Fuck lah! I feel so screw up. Even almighty is laughing at me. @#$#^%&**&%^$^%$^%^$#^%$*&%&$^%^%#%$#*^%$#^%*$&(&%(*&^%*&^*)(^()*^(*)^*&^*&^&%^%$$@%^*^(*$_(*)&%%^&*()*%$$#&**(&)(!!!!!!!!! Argh!!!!!!!
Life is but another vacumm cleaner! It Sucks Big Time!!

Dear Diary,
Sorry for not writing for ages. Did not know what to write but I expect that this will be quite a long one. So please do have some patience with me! =)
Childhood
Been involved in this faint obsession to watch kids play in the playground and any other places lately. Pedophilic?? I don't think so. It is just this reminiscent(did I get the spelling right?/) feeling that I like very much. Watching these kids play makes me realise that I haven't really had much of a childhood. I was the only child in the family until my brother came on. But by then, I was already in primary school and studies begin to take some toll on me. I had been closely related to sports in my childhood years. Wushu, basketball, badminton especially. To train takes up time too and spider catching, marbles, and police catch thieves sort of game became distant to me. All I had were Teenage Mutant ninja Turtles figurines to keep me company. Sigh... those were the sad days...
Currently
Although opened up quite a bit, I realised that I am still the rather introvert, quiet, shy and reserved kind of guy. However, all my friends it seemed bears no such simlarities with me. In fact, in my opinion, in my 18 years of life, all my friends are those happy, sociable type...Hmmm...that is quite a strange thing isn't it.
Have not yet come to pass
I foresee myself as being lonely all my life. Seriously, I don't see how I am going to get myself a girlfriend, much less a wife. That appears to be a rather sad thing right?? Arghh! Cannot wallow in such pity anymore... Must be more optimistic.. Hilary Duff will be my wife in the not too distant future...
Crap
It all happened not too long ago. I was wandering along the streets of Gombak when I saw her. She was dressed in white and blue, thin, skeletal to be exact. She was the most beautiful thing which I had ever set my eyes on. I just can't take my eyes off her. Red lights, all around me, all around her. Men, grouchy little dirty things could not keep their dirty little hands off her. I was agitated. How could they touch something so pure and innocent. I looked at her...she did not look back at me. I asked for her price and she said that 300dollars would suffice. Red lights, all around me, all around her. I bought her. I could not take it anymore. We assumed our positions, like two wild dogs of different gender would in an Animal Planet documentary. Red lights all around me, all around her. I panted, sweat drops the size of golf balls rolled all over my body. We were in motion. My lower half of my body could not stop moving. She had chains and I just could not restrain myself from jackhammering on her. Red lights, all round me, all around her. We were one in that 45 minutes of motion. The feeling was ecstatic. And then I got up, parked my bicycle and went home...