i think i like my new job.

why? cos it feels like a game to me. more specifically an rpg.

every call i get, can be classified into two categories...sidequests and story objectives.

now sidequests are your simple run of the mill collect 200 pass go/collect this/kill that kinda thing...they form the bread and butter of your job right. they are the ones that quite literally put the money in that brand new set of jeans you bought. simple things like "how many points do i have" or "can you help me check my credit balance" or " i want to cancel my card". They form the bulk of calls that come in and usually they are quite simple and easy to accomplish. (unless they require humongous followup - in which case they get upgraded to sidequest - insane difficulty. like defeating ultima weapon in ff7.)

now story objectives are where things get interesting. sometimes a customer will call in and ask where is the card he was promised 2 weeks ago when he sent in the application form. and then you search the system and nothing is there. so you go "oh holy fucktard" and you shit your pants. and then you go fight that humongous monster that is part corporate redtape and part human error that results in this app not showing the system. sometimes there's a quest timer involved during which if you don't kill the monster by today you have to fight all the trash mobs because they have respawned again. hopefully when you defeat the monster he drops some sweet loot which will make the customer happy. or at least some crappy gear to give back to the questgiver. and whatever you give back to the customer...sometimes he gets angry and tag teams with the monster in which case it levels up and becomes this huge freaking dragon with an aoe fire breath that can summon whelplings. in which case you press the button and escalate to your manager - the lvl 60 dude decked with purples and hope for the best.

i get immense satisfaction from looking at my quest log at the end of the day and seeing how many objectives i have met and that alone makes it much better than my prev job because each quest completed means you gain experience and money. and hopefully at the end of the day you manage to level up. of course in a few months time i might hit the level cap and everything will just seem like a grind fest to me...even the gigantic boss monsters might be on farm status. and then it'll become a case of been there and done that. and then i'll quit the game and say thats that.

but for now i'm just enjoying this game that i bought :)

Changed my blog title cos it absolutely the state of mind i'm in right now.

Sade_-_By_Your_Sid...

And of course the obligatory theme song of the day.

Had my first lesbian theme night at zouk. It was quite fierce really. They had this runway show with a couple of models in lingerie (ever had those moments where your looking at a word and it looks funny? Like the spelling is off? Well lingerie is looking funny to me right now...) spanking each other with dildos. and then i was shuffled off to inside baggage with only the stadium to look at. What a boor.

Some couples looked really sweet though. Not sweet as in hot but like they looked really cute and happy together. Huh i guess its all about finding the person who fits you.

But the thing that triggered this bittersweet spell isn't actually girls kissing girls..but nostalgia. nostalgia's a real bitch you know that. Words can't describe the technicolor experience that has been playing in my head. So just play the damm song and think of the things that make you sad and lonely.

Eh i love post CNY - sales... picked up 2 shirts and a jacket from S n K for 35 such a steal..also splurged on marks and spencer candy and i got my ears pierced! so this is how it feels like to be penetrated...painful.

Job hunt didn't turn out so well today...didn't get a good vibe from the interviewers. One of them gave me this look when i told her i wanted at least 6.50 an hour. Can almost imagine her saying (you look like more of a 6 to me). Why can my frens get 7 and not me???? The proof is in the pudding I technically have 4 agents scouring jobs for me and so far no calls. bleh.

That leaves me with more time to watch movies than i can shake a stick at. Watched Last King of Scotland, Shortbus, Casino Royale. And all i can feel like saying is..they are all very good.

Sometimes though it feels like i'm living my life vicariously through them (them in this case extending to music/games/visual enternainment). feels like i'm looking from the outside at all these people with like these broad range of emotions and experiences that i can only try to grasp at. What makes me different from an average soap opera fan hmm? Or for that matter what makes you different hmm? if we are but content to stay within our narrow scope of vision we'll have nary anything to call our own..living our life as a composite shadow of others.

I don't have the strength to do what i believe must be done.never have. someday i hope that will change though. and when that day comes my bags wil be packed.

Ah fuck sorry for dissappearing fron the radar for so long...

well the first fruits of my labour have come in...800 in 2 weeks...not bad hehe. 300 will no doubt dissappear under dubious circumstances but i'll make do with 500 :) so thats like 3 months to bracers?

ah yes.. CNY. Now lets make one thing clear...I don't consider myself chinese. not that i'm a bigot or against my own race or anything..but its hard to consider yourself chinese when you aren't familiar with its customs, traditions, history or language. And i suspect my family feels the same way. So we make do with our own adapted version. Our reunion dinner this year was a seafood bbq with stale seafood :) Past years we had steamboat and teppanyaki.

When it comes to visiting our family is "that anti-social kid". We visit only immediate relatives and stop there. And we go about doing that in 60's inspired garb. I predict when my generation takes over the tan family...we might stop visiting all together :)

Zouk was a real killer, worked 4 days thruout the cny weekend. My throat is gone...so too are my lungs i think. So glad for the break now...Got a nice 40 dollar angpow bonus from the company though and tips came in so .. ka-ching :) DJs over the weekend FATMAN SNOOP who came late...spun for an hour...then dissappeared. What was really good though was Agnelli & Nelson who dropped by on monday...really good trance music. Attracted a fair bit of ravers with lightsticks. Too bad the crowd wasn't up to par.

JAP Lessons have started but i'm having a bit'ol difficulty finding time to study but i really think thats just an excuse because if i stop watching so many damm movies and english dramas i'll have more than enough time.

Zouk.

For what its worth...its still just a company looking to make the bottom line work.

It worries when theres a less than capacity crowd. It worries when new clubs open.

It struggles to find employment. It loses people on a daily basis and has to resort to recruiting noobs like me.

Its not a very fun place to work. When the crowd is thin...you breathe a sigh of relief..cos all you have to do is pick up after the stoners. You get to take a good look at the pretty people.

But when things get rough as they tend to do sometimes...things can get screwy.

One of those days was yesterday. voided two receipts..gave the bottle card back to the customer. very sad.

FNB doesn't come to me naturally. I'm the kinda guy who sees a candle nearly going out..blows the old one out...takes out a new candle..realises hes should have lit the new one with the flame of the old one...lits the new one anyway...and then proceeds to do the same thing at the next table. Now why can't the neurological pathways that do that run along the same ones that allow me to analyse overarching concepts with exacting detail.

Bah i think i just need practice.

Sometimes the people make it worthwhile. There were these 2 girls who appeared while i was doing baggage. Lights were very bright..could see they were def very pretty. Started talking to each other in a language i couldn't understand...but i caught jap like syllables. "nihon-jin?" i ventured. "Nono..korean." "<...>Arrasou" Heart skipped a beat. Made my day hmmm..baggage and korean girls..def one of the better days.

Will talk about the people someday. Save it for a rainy day. Too many to talk about. Since i'm already on the topic of beautiful girls though...

Its a rare one that makes you look twice once your inside. The smoke and fog, the darkness..everyone looks pretty much the same. Once in a blue moon though.. a girl walks by that catches all the guys attention. tall..model type, conventionally pretty. Looks like no one can touch her...(by the end of the evening though usually a lot do). Why do i make special mention of them even though they are so conventionally beautiful? Cos its one thing to see them on tv..its another thing to see them in person. And i can honestly say in my limited experience..i have never seen them such upclose before. They must keep them in some warehouse during the day.

Verbal diarrohea(sp?). Get ready for it.

So for anyone who doesn't know yet i have picked up a job at zouk. And i have also been working OT for the past 2 weeks. In that time i have clocked a grand total of 141 hours of work. Which should bring me a big fat cash hongbao of 900+. Haven't deducted cpf yet. god i hate cpf. I mean its completely useless for a person who wants to commit suicide before hes 60. Its discriminating against me! More on zouk later.

I'm doing this purely for the money. Now i know what your thinking...money does not gurantee you happiness. I think thats a load of hogwash designed by the bourgeoisie elites to keep the proletariat happy. I haven't met one single rich guy who wasn't well adjusted. If you have money...you certainly, absolutely have one less thing to worry about. No? Kinda understand how girls go straight for the rich expats/old men. Seems so fucking easy than dealing with all this shit. Hell just fake a few orgasms till the fucker croaks..or better still nail him with the pre-nup.

Simmering tensions in the house erupted again. I think it all started when my mom didn't like my new job. not that i particularly care though. for some reason the shop came up again only thing is there has been a new development. My dad has realised the futility of working in a shop that can't pay its own bills. (ok to be fair theres a bit of house expenses in there). My mother on the other hand is "convinced" that the time is not right to give it up yet. I have been waiting for 4 years.

She seems convinced a miracle will happen. She says god says its not the time yet. Now i always had a healthy respect for god. I'm not a pure atheist. Because i can't prove that god doesn't exist. And those people who think they in their limited capacity of mind know absolutely better....are fools. The only truth is what you believe in. But for what you have done to my mother..pseudo being that you are. I denounce you. Thats like the most cardinal of cardinal sins. I refuse to acknowledge your presence cause you have reduced my mother to a mere pittance...a desperate person who can't form opinions for herself. There goes my salvation.

Now you may think this reaction extreme. think that i'm still far from the cliff. i'm not begging for money on the streets yet. And if you go to my house you will see that i have 2 computers, 2 tvs, 2 fridges. except for the fridges though..none of them have been bought in the last 5 years. The 2 computers, one is from the starhub tie-in from a year ago, the other from the PREV one 3 years ago. The big tv is spoilt. So is the heater. The fridge is chock full of preparatory ingredients. Sometimes you can find milk. Lots of drinks though. Instant stuff like hash browns. Hard pressed to find anything else (like MEAT). I have no idea how to pay for my education other than taking a big fat loan. My parents cpf is depleted(naturally seeing as to how they are self-employed) and theres still 10 years on the mortgage.

The cliff doesn't look too far for me.

Certainly i believe there are so many things that money can buy. Thats why i work as hard as i do. And i can always rest in UNI. Not stupid though..looking to upgrade my day job to something higher paying. People keep saying they want to quit their job even though its much better paying because its stressful. I eat stress for dinner. You will be surprised how much you can take.

So yesterday i watched "An Inconvenient truth"..

I know i'm a little way behind the rest of the developed world...hey i couldn't download much with stupid WoW running in the background okay.

Is it sick of me to find this film thats based on a slideshow on climate change..the most touching film i have seen in the past year? there's something wrong right?

and yet i couldn't help but feel for this man who spent the better part of his life on a one man crusade to save the environment by giving the same presentation a thousand times over...this ex vice-president who lost his one good chance to steer the world clear of disaster when he lost to the hick that is the current U.S president..i mean this film is really really sad

Also watched "Borat". which quite frankly was a little dissapointing. Now this "borat" fella.. his modus operandi (sp?) is to appear as a boorish and crude foreign reporter, goad his unsuspecting "interviewee" into making comments that they wouldn't have said in any other circumstance. thus revealing their true bigoted/racist/prejudiced self. At least thats what he does on the Ali G show...

but in this film...the majority of reactions are well...normal. I mean the people on this film handled it pretty well. most of the humour comes from sascha acting like a dick. which quite frankly makes it no different from any film starring jack black. Except its supposedly "real". (some scenes were staged) i mean come on america is the land of white supremacists, religious fanatics, scientologists and bush ...and all the best you could do was interview drunk frat boys and feminists? And they couldn't even say anything funny...

Its still worth a watch. Not worth money though ..not at that length..

Stil have A Scanner Darkly and March of the Penguins. hmm .. *glomps*

End of an era

On January 10 2007..i ended my love affair with the game known as World Of Warcrack

It was only a question of when i was gonna quit..i had planned on quitting when uni started, but having to buy the new expansion, and train to lvl 70 again to experience "end-game again"...just didnt' make sense to me.

Why i loved the game

I picked up the game at a low point in my life. I had already resigned myself to seeing my 2 years of army life as a craptacular waste of time. Silly i know. Many people have done a lot more with much lesser. I wasn't that kinda person though. So i thought i could fill it up with something fun.

And fun it was. Much has been said about how addictive the game is, i guess i don't need to elaborate further. Morever I had the joy of being inducted in a guild with clearly defined goals, a clear sense of direction of where it was headed and a great group of people to play with. I was made the druid honcho, they didn't have a choice really LOL. Quickly we became the horde side PVP guild to beat all the way to level 60...but then being one of the younger and more outgeared guilds we switched quickly to PVE. We surpassed guilds that had been there for far longer..and in the long run we proved that we were the strongest guild to emerge, sticking together relatively drama free while other guilds crashed/burned/merged. And we did it while having fun. But all that accomplisment came at a price.

Why i'm quitting.

I came to the realisation that every hour i put into these little avatars, these little offshoots of mine, accomplishing their goals and objectives, was one less hour for me to achieve my own goals and objectives for the real life living and breathing me.

These pictures illustrate the amount of time i put into 2 of my most played characters, Kiliah and Konno. Total time played 54 day 13 hours. not counting the time spent also on misc characters. Thats not 54 days including sleeping like in your regular day thats 54 days purely spent in front of the computer. Thats slightly over 1300 hours. Pretty sure entire diplomas have been build around the same amout of time in coursework.

So thats it i guess. Time to move forward. On to bigger and better things.

Blessed are the forgetful, for they get the better even of their blunders

How happy is the blameless Vestal's lot! The world forgetting, by the world forgot: Eternal sunshine of the spotless mind! Each prayer accepted, and each wish resign'd

-Alexander pope

I'm sorry ...i'm in a nostalgic mood right now....

blogger just updated their software...you can now update your posts with tags which used to be a feature of wordpress only and tabulas i'm gonna go through all the posts and retag them...and then i realise omfg i have a lot of posts...but i still treasure all of them

I have rebooted my journals like what 3/4 times? I was blogging even before blogging became popular..anyone remember livejournal? Hell that was way back in 2000, blogger was barely a baby in 2001, how things have changed.

this blog remains about my only tangible link to the past....many times i have thought of deleting it...twice i have stopped for lack of interest in blogging/life, but hopefully i never reach the stage of deleting it. I wish now i had my livejournals preserved..if only to see how stupid and ignorant i was..

A few things you should have realised about me - I'm not a nice person. I have the appearance of being nice, i have nice "reactions" and generally speaking i don't fuck around....but i'm not a nice person. Nice people donate to charity willingly nice people give their seats up to elderly, nice people don't hurt their friends nice people don't make use of them. I'm not a nice person. I'm sensitive yea...and being sensitive you would think i would be just that little bit more sensitive to other people...but most of the time i'm only being sensitive to myself. and i hate that. i really do.. i hate hate hate hate hate this part of me thats really not very nice. i'm so very very sorry ...

Eternal Sunshine of The Spotless Mind (2004) - Get it from me. Go watch it. This is as good as it gets.

ORD

I only ever truely realised how soon ORD was when i was invited to a ORD function this thursday. Minus my off leave and weekends..i have 35 workdays left. Due to a new stupid rule i can't plan all my off and leave in the last month so it'll have to be spread out between now and november.

its also got me reflecting much about my army days and what i wanna do in the future. Before i came to army i had quite a few goals. self improvement - pick up some skills, a veritable egg basket by the time i leave, and hmm well not much else. Sadly those goals have not been fulfilled. The egg basket stands at $650 and the skills; well don't come to me with your car. true to my media whore nature...my collections of movies and music have increased by the terabyte.

that said though ..my ns life has been somewhat more or less fulfilling. yes there have been extremely hairy patches...but it hasn't been as bad as i thought it'd be. Surprisngly though ....if you were to ask me which part i would miss most, it wouldn't be the current period: slack workload, jc colleagues, stay out. I miss the NS of a year ago, the LRI period, the hokkien ping people, the stay in sessions. I feel like i can leave now without any attachements. I'm ready to be taken, take me!

Whats next in store? half a year of part time work, and not much else i expect other then what i'm doing. when you fail to plan you plan to fail. but when you don't follow the plan why plan at all?

tired

My legs are well and truely dead.

Ran the half marathon in 2hrs 20mins yesterday..got my medal. Was faster than my other colleagues....but the lack of training shows...my right leg started cramping all the way from the 18 km mark. you can only get so far on willpower alone.

WoW is geting stale..theres only so much you can do individually till you reach 60....raids are very fun and downing a new boss a new high for everyone but sometimes you just wanan chill out ...so i started another mage character. other than that though i have come to realise how well designed the game is. There are several things they have fucked up, like how the pvp is a honour grind accesible to only those who play 20 hours a day to be able to achieve anything of relative value, how most of the reputation rewards are a mob killing grind, but the depth of movement and the amount of flexibility you get with your characters is amazing.

OFFICIALLY DEAD

YES UNEQUiVOCALLY OFFICIALLY DEAD.

Blogging just doesnt hold any attractions for me anymore. maybe i really was like the rest of those attention seeking bastards. or maybe it doesn't provide me the soothing answers to my messed up life anymore. mebbe its cos i'm too busy with WoW. mebbe its cos i have reduced my life to a simple automatic routine.

R.I.P dear bloggie

might convert it to a listing of my ever growing collection of movies. omg i have to watch movies just to rem how to live life. anyway memento, walk the line, city of god, supersize me and the notebook are some of my eh hem recent acquistions. or revive it when i can act feel my bloody toes again.

Well the dreaded letters never did materialise..cos one person reversed a stupid decision, circumstances changed for another and for the last..well he was just too happy for me to do anything...

Anyway i can't be bothered by these stuff anymore...been playing a lot of World of Warcraft lately that and 'm almost done with lost..about time..need new eps...

My hands are feeling itchy again...so thats why i'll be sending out letters over the next week or so...some of them will be posted straight to this blog others will be emailed. Look forward to it :)

I swear i'm gonna fucking lose it sooner or later...i really can't take it anymore....

i'm talking of course of the army, wonderful piece of shit that it is.

6 months into the army wasn't so bad, cos you were doing different things and learning lots of stuff...but now that i've hit the 1 year mark...with more than a year to the end in sight and the sheer monotony of it sets in...i say screw defending the country.

its slowly but surely sucking the life and creative juices out of me. cause i feel myself growing stupider by the minute. just because i'm wasting 1 year of my life here. No retraining opportunites, no chance to jump ship to another department, no performance based wage increments..its like slaving in a white collar cubicle. except the cubicle walls are 5 metres high. With no windows.

I mean day after day after day the same old boring routine sets in, Just how do people even live like that? Is that what that real adult world is going to be like? if it is i rather go back into my little hiding hole and never ever come out... Imean give me abreak. Ship me to combat even just so that i can appreciate warm food again if thats what it takes. No things to look forward to on weekends, nothing to look forward when i go home...just the sheer realisation that tmr..i have to wake up early and do the same fucking thing that i do every fucking morning and which i just did this fucking afternoon...

And i just heard my warrant officer say he was a private for 6 years of old skool pre3G army...and just because of that he earns my respect for the moment. Cause anybody who goes through that much shit deserves a better life.

"somebody kill me please
I'm on my knees
pretty pretty please
kill me...
I want to dieeee
Put a bullet in my headdddddddd"

Brief Report on Statement of Accounts (Consolidated) for the Third Quarter FY 2005

Apparetly they didn't consider their present situation "carefully" enough....because after paying back the mortgage loan, plus the sum that remains locked in my mother's cpf account... it has become somewhat apparent that the money my father can take out is pathetic, pitiful and not worth mentioning. Sorry to disappoint you Mr. Agent.

So now they are still holding out for 3 months to pass before they can put that lovely signature of theirs to the piece of paper that says "lease extended" and then hoodwink some sucker(because suckers are born every minute!) into renting that sad excuse of a stall. What dipshits.

I'm now convinced that the only way to for them to realise their sorry state of affairs is if i stop giving them bailout money(which they used to buy 20 packets of instant pasta and lots of cartons of brands essences of chicken among other useless items) and just leave them cold turkey for a while. It'll certainly be very ugly, but hey if they want to play this game i can certainly play along. I noticed that they have paid for the shops utilities bill this month but not the house utitlites...do they expect us to pay it this time around again? hmmm...

For those of your all who share warm, wonderful, caring and loving relationships, with your parents, well by all means please continue to do so. Just don't expect me to. I'm still trying to remember if i ever did.

-banchan

Not absolutely exactly in a good mood, somewhat

LRI inspection passed with flying colors, we got 3 days off for our weekends burned but nothing else, its back to slack time, and i'm now clearing 2 days of my off to create a long weekend....so why am i not happy?

Cos my fucking useless piece-of-shit of a father had to go and spoil my mood with a $530.71 holy m**th-f**cking-thats-humongus power utilities bill. Thats been unpaid for 4 OMG WTF WERE THEY DOING months.

So here i was happily surveying my newly bought Samuel and Kelvin© shirt and jeans when suddenly my mother asks whether she can borrow some money. So i say yea sure why not, cos ya noe i'm not a entirely bad person (at least i pretty much think i'm not), plus these here folks did a pretty good job of raising me up most of my life. I ask them how much they want to borrow, and her reply is that she wants to take a look at my bank book first. So i say ok, you gotta find it cos it must be here somewhere, and i'm playing fire emblem so leave me alone for a few hours kae... Oh stupid stupid shawn that shld have set you off immediately...

barely 30 mins later (and i'm not kidding bout this) this nice guy stands at our door(cos its not closed see) with a clipboard in hand. So here i am thinking that he's one of those dengue checking ppl so i ask him nicely wat he wants. Kudos to the guy for coming straight to the point:"I'm here to cut your power supply"

I stand there dumbfounded while my mum rushes forward to try and psycho this guy. And i keep thinking theres no way this is hapening you noe....this happens to single parents with 4 kids living in 2 room flats who bathe at public toilets, not to a family with 2 working adults, 2 working teennagers and one brawling adolescent who don't draw any money from their parents and in fact pay for their bills themselves. For eg i pay my father's and i phone bill, my transport cost my clothes and my groceries while my sister does the same. Sometimes i even chip in to pay the cable bill. And to put things into perspective that home utilities bill comes from them cooking all their food stuff at home...so bascially its all my parents expenses.

After the electricity guy leaves ( he demands full restitution within 2 days) my sister and i sit down to discuss options...and then we proceed to turn the place upside down to find what else they are hiding from us. and heres what i find another 500 plus in misc red bills. Now we are really, really pissed. We just proceed to fuck our poor mother upside down, who still keeps pleading us to give her money so that she can settle the amount and prevent our electricity from being cut. thank god my sister still had some savings left so she chips in a majority stake while i add in a fewhundred more... in the end we manage to pay for 650 worth of red bills...

Since then i've been combing thru our house and sorting thru the stuff and the more i find the more pissed i get. From the looks of it, since i last blew up with them about three months ago over unpaid bills, the situation hasn't improved one bit...they only paid like one or two months and let the rest snowball till this stage....I mean like wtf are they working for? They only need to support themselves and one kid is that so hard? i look at the bills and i discover it looks like they can't even cover their operating expenses! then why for god's sake are they even working from 7-2 am evrynight? i mean are they f**cking blind or what? or just plaind dumb stupid? jesus christ i feel like firebombing the stupid shop to ashes...

to be Continued ...

oh gawd i finally realised thats its been such a long time since i posted....

well i've finally settled into unit life and made myself more comfortable than it deserves to be, and i'm clearing battalion block leave next week so i guess its bout time for me to destress a bit and pursue some interests which i have somewhat neglected for a while....

i was listening to my discman one night and transcibing lyrics (something i indulge in when i'm not reading) when Butch Walkers - Mixtape came on. the last time i remember making a mixtape was way back in early secondary school, so as you can imagine it brought back lots of fond memories. my mixtapes were primarily composed of songs recorded from rick dees top 40 hits and from the acoustic segment on the malaysia channel next to power 98, and also some odds and ends from 933, and i remember tuning in every sunday with one hand on the record button. Speaking of 933, as i listened to them while carrying out servicing, they haven't stopped their habit of playing oldies, which makes them such a good channel to listen to compared to lets say perfect 10... with the death of the casette player such a woefully underappreciated art was lost quite possibly forever....but if you look closely at todays ipods and mp3 players you see soem embodiment of that spirit there. the attraction of the mixtape was that it very powerful tool it reflected the personnal tastes and mood of the person who compiled it, and in some cases when it was properly done it was a far greater sum that its parts because it conveyed a certain kind of feel that was unacheivable on any other medium isn't that whats been happening with all that talk about being able to tell your personality from your ipod?

So aniwae for the block leave i was thinking of transferring some of my old mixtapes to digital format, and mebbe compiling some in digital form, among other projects in different stages of umm...starting. yea yea i know i have this habit of never finishing what i started, and i can't possibly hope for that to change now, but well its sth thats far more meaningful that playing video games you noe? Although of course i'm sure i'll be doing lots of the latter to...

In the meantime you can check out Butch Walker - Mixtapes, the song that started this mess. Its availiable from most mp3 search engines i think, cos its quite popular and i already got several versions of it live and in concert...it tells the story about this guy who makes mixtapes whenever he gets laid and this girl who gave him the best mixtape of all..

Got posted to 3rd transport batallion(?sp), a stay in unit and supposedly the best logistic unit around. Now in army terms that means lots of overtime, and working you to the ground to squeeze out every ounce of productivity they can get from your teeny tiny body. Still waiting for confirmation on thursday, friday is platoon cohesion day and the following monday its off to the new workplace. You really have to admire how fast the army shifts ppl around, even if said ppl have nothing better to do except sit arnd and do saikang while waiting for training to start.

Aniwae after doing a lot of thinking i kinda dun mind staying in afterall. Hey it saves money, and i dun have to waste time on transport. besides i find myself doing nothing nowadays except firing up the ol xbox and wasting time on worms world party (anyone up for a game?). I'm really the worst person to ever deserve to stay out.

But i'll really miss my OETI mates. They are a handful to instructors but they're a really nice bunch of ppl to hang out with. We sleep in locker rooms, we jaywalk all over the place, like to make fun of each other, and just generally beat each other up. As compared to BMT where your constantly under pressure, unduly stressed, tired and f**cked up, OETI is truly heavenly. BMT brought out the worst in ppl esp me, i screamed at ppl, quarelled with my bunk buddy and just flat out ignored the ppl who needed help the most, just because they were irritating. And i truly regret wat i did. Now i have only 2 oeti mates coming with me to 3rd transport :(

Oh and i'd like to thank qiuyu and muifong and laura for buying me cake and swensens ice cream to celebrate my birthday. Very nice of them, especially for something that wasn't preplanned. And i'm still waiting for that "Get Fuzzy" book...

lol.

just to let you all know for those who didn't already...i got accepted into NUS FASS and Smu fac of scoial sciences. If only i can find their letters of acceptances. Which i can't. Not yet anyway. And i've been at it for like what 3 hours plus already *update" I found my SMU one!!! Yes i now have a university to go to! I roxxxx....

*double update* it doesn't really say much does it? i could have just gone online and clicked the acceptance box. For what fuck did i spent 3 hours of my blissful off day doing ?!?! now on to the nus letter....

In case your wondering why i'm not updating much well its cos i dun want to bore ppl with details like i how i dismantled the camshaft and changed the fan belt and inspected the oil level of my D6C bulldozer :) which i love btw. Cos its big and fat and makes manly noises. And theres nothing like being in a seat of 3 ton(?) vehicle and just gunning the engine from the start go which makes u feel like a big fuck.

i spent my childhood playing maksak masak with cabbage patch and ghost buster dolls(u know the white fluffy puffy one) and carebears, a byproduct no doubt of a mother who still refers to my undies as "panties". And refers to me as "her' and "she". So now i feel like the little kid in baby blues. reclaiming that small privilege which i lost.

Still since most of the tasks i do are so mundane and so easy most of the time i just listen to ppl tok cok. Abt having sex with multiple partners, abt going fishing on mambo night, abt losing your virginity to an older experienced girl, abt preying on church girls, abt being cheated on by a christian, abt fighting smoking, abt getting into fights stuff which i wouldn't have heard abt otherwise in my uchi. Uchi refers to a persons ingroup, be it school company family friends which one feels a belonging to. I would say i have been relatively sheltered...but years of being exposed to american and japanesese culture have dulled the impact somewhat.

Sometimes ppl say that i'm very "open-minded" . or that i'm not very err herm "innocent". Whatever. They just don't know a thing abt the outside world...umm where was i? oh yeah my uni acceptance. i STILL CAN"T FIND IT!!! grrrr....i feel like whiping somebody.