This Weinersday

8am, fall in in Siloso Beach for roll call. Yes, thats regimentation for you. It follows you wherever you go even at the beach. Latecomers shall be unduly punished and disciplinary actions will be taken. Fuck regimentation. Hell, I went late coz we lost our way and ended somewhere nearer to Palawan with ChongLi championing the vehicle. My bearings of Sentosa are way off, considering that last I've been to Sentosa was in JC2 when we had our Very Amazing Race with ODAC. So like a good soldier would, I participated in all the games albeit being a chao kenging pes E fella which I really am and didn't need any form of chao kenging. I'm legit! Volleyball, volleyball more volleyball and touch rugby and a bevy of ang moh beauties.

I met up with Thazin after a 3 month abscence from Singapore and began the usual walk from Orchard MRT to Dhoby Ghaut MRT the only thing I can do in Orchard coupled with the occasional appearance in shopping centres looking at stuff and grimacing, dreaming and wondering if I had a million dollars my life and shopping would be much easier. So she had to leave early because she is a walking pang seh queen but hell, I got Jan to leave his home and meet me.

Like fucking faggots we caught MURDERBALL, if it was some chick flick or love story, i'd probably cower.

Murderball is inspirational and motivational, quadrapiedics are normal folks and they can drive and do sports like normal fellas can, albeit not be able to have 100percent control of their limbs. Watch and be in awe.

100Days

As of today, I have exactly 100 working days left till I ROD. Tomorrow, at the stroke of midnight, my days in the army are numbered, I am gonna break into the 2 digit mark, 99 more work days to go. I can hardly wait. I have yet to plan for my leave or my offs and also my MC because of the gay number of days the SAF has allowed me to stock up on the elusive leave. I've been wanting to take a short trip away from Singapore before I ROD, leave myself and leave this organisation for a long weekend breather.

Trips I wanna go after I ROD.
1. New York City Boys!
2. Bali Baby

Have yet to plan but its coming baby. Very soon. 99 more work days. yay.

Deevine Intervention

I'm in desperate need of divine intervention after my routine trip to Issacs to get my eyes checked.

The power in my left eye increase to 1450 a jump by 100 degrees in 5months. Last time I went to Issacs my power was 1350. This is definitely a reason for worry. I don't wanna go blind, I need my vision. It is times like these that man fall back on one of their primal nature : faith. A word that knows no bounds and is intangible. One cannot see, feel, hear faith but we know its there and when all else fails (I have no other way to correct vision with surgery) I only have faith to fall back on.

I have to limit all near field work. I have to stop reading too much and computering, I have to stop doing alot of things. With my new RGP lenses I doubt I can play soccer ever again lest I break my lens when I get hit in the eye and the shards rip through my pupil. No more contact sports for me.

At least I can fall back on climbing.

I couldn't afford to burden my parents again after they paid for my teeth treatment so I forked out for the RGP lenses from my miserable $420 pocketload.

I need divine intervention.

My computer has a mind

My computer has a mind on its own.

Plagued with all sorts of worms and viruses, it'd be very difficult for me to log on let alone blog or check emails. That's the problem when you reformat. The moment you hit the connect button on the dial up, shit enters.

Besides that, I am gian to join planet fitness, to pay money for gym services. Finally I would not have an excuse not to go to the gym when I pay.

I've recieved by pair of rudy's I waited 2 months for.

I almost met with an accident 2 yesterday when my tyres locked when I jammed break at 85km/h, I suddenly lost control of the vehicle and it was going head first into the barricade. Instinctively, I swerved the vehicle the other way and the vehicle was fish tailing. Imagine a fish being reeled. Yeah, tail smacking frantically, that was how my vehicle looked. Lesson learnt, NEVER jam break when the road is wet.

Fuck, save my computer.