striped green shirt + blue pocket shorts~

there was this one time i got on a bus headin home, i found a seat near the front & sat down... there was this lil boy, maybe around 10years old or something... he went up to the bus driver n asked him something...

i couldn't hear wad he said but i assumed tat he didn't have any money n was askin the driver if he could board the bus anyway, cause the driver's reaction a hostile one.. he waved his hands about n he shoo-ed the kid off, saying something like..

"no! no! You dun come n use this trick!"
or something like tat...

so then the lil boy ran back down & i guess waited for the next bus to come...

this all happened like within 10 secs before i realized wad was actually goin on and i thought to myself, why didn't the driver just let the kid in? he probably just forgot his cash n wants to go home... its not like its $10 a ride, its fifty five friggin cents~ the driver doesn't get any commission either... so wads the big deal?

clearly this 10 year old isnt capable of contemplating such an elaborate scam to cheat the SBS of 55cents -_- just let the boy hitch a ride, would tat have been so terrible? i think he would've just gotten of at the first few stops anyway... he couldn't possibly be going to some unfamiliar route far far away, i dont think his mom would let him travel tat far~ his house is probably just a few blocks away, he's probably taken this bus a dozens times in the past...

so the one time he doesnt have enough money (for wadever reason he might, have seeing as how he's onli a kid n kids loose things all the time) he doesnt get a break?

i dunno if its the bus driver who's being an asshole... or maybe the world's just out to get him... but damn... i remember when i was a little n everything in the world would scare me... this one time, when i was at the grocery store with my mom, my hand was itchy so i picked up an orange from the rack n squeezed it cause tat was wad kids would do right, we'd squeeze fruits for fun... then the lady from the store saw me n she was like...

"xiao di, bu yao dong ah"
the direct translation of course would be: "Little boy, dont touch ah or i'll eat yo face!~"

n i just freaked out... i ran back to my mom n hid myself from the mean ol'fruit lady~

now, i dunno about other kids these days but i hated adults like these.. goin round scarin lil children n wad not... i was a kid, i didnt know the rational behind alot of things so we'd get ourselves in trouble alot... but grown ups like that are just mean...

these are adults hu aren't patient enough to explain to kids how the world works... & its because of this that children hang out with bad company n do drugs n shit~ its cause the adults act like FOols...

i've met alot of these crazy adults in my life... and because of that i've decided to be NICE to children~ by nice i dont mean buyin them candy... i mean not being an asshole just cause ur older... i mean, lookin out for them cause they dont know better...

their children man...
YOU as adults should know better-_-


to the little boy on the bus... there are people hu give shit about u, so dont do drugs~

to the driver of the bus...
go Fuck yrself~

stopdrop&roll~

i hate my vocation...
its soo friggin stupid, i do nothing all day except sweep the floor for 10 mins a day then its back to the staff room to stone n do NOTHING!

im loosin my mind, everyday i wake up at 5am n take 2 buses n a train to the airbase to do NOTHING! i reach there n from 8am-5pm all i do is come out when theres food otherwise i do NOTHING! according to the sgts, our trainin starts on the 16th... but its still just gonna be like one mission every fortnight so in between tat time its still gonna be hours of me just doing NOTHING!!

im flippin out from all the NOT-DOING-ANYTHING thing! i REFUSE to spend the remaining 1 1/2 years of my ns life bummin around, sweepin the floor n playing with sand while all my other friends are dying in the ARMOUR DIV.

i thought it would be cool at 1st.. sure, who wouldnt wanna have a 8-5 job where all u do is NOTHING n blow aircon all day... i dunno wad's wrong with me either but i am going crazy.. i really am...

i hate wasting my time like this... n i seriously wanna change to a Combat unit... sure its gonna be tough but at least u get to train, u get to travel, u get to shot big guns n blow shit up...

beats fillin up holes in the road once every 2 weeks...
i hate wasting my time like this... i hate doing NOTHING!

but accordin to the sgt, if i request a change in unit, its like a 90% chance i'll end up as a Regimental Police(RP).. i'd just shoot myself then if tat ever happened-_-

so im stuck here... doing NOTHING... learning maybe a lil of something but ultimatly doing mostly NOTHING~

the onli good thing bout this vocation from wad i hear from the staff, is tat it gives u a great opportunity to continue ur studies or take up some night classes... last time i checked i onli had my 'O's, so im definiatly gonna use this opportunity... i refuse to just waste my time there n bum off the next 19 mths of my time here in this place -_-

at least once i get out i'd have something to show for n not have wasted my time doing NOTHING!!!

i miss holdin a weapon :(
its like im not a real solider anymore!!
its gonna be like this for the next 19 mths...

im goin outta my mind!!



SOMEBODY SAVE ME~!!!!!!!!!!!!!

luv is noise~

F1 cars are really loud..
artsy chicks are hawt~
deathcab and the verve are the shiet~
so are the killers...
manhattan perfect is not the drink for me...
all the other Ninjas are nver online on the weekdays since their all stayin in :(

i dunno if its lucky tat i got into my vocation when everyone else is dying in Armoured Infantry~

but its cool...
peach gathering on tues or sat~


*shake it like a salt shaker~

wutever man!

flea market at the art's museum last saturday with the jonas brothers...
im still a lil weirded out by the video of the white naked man with the bong -_-






acid bar-ed after that... then bounced to Arena~
"evil eye" to the drunk chick hu stole my jason mraz fedora n ran around with it~


im too tired to even elaborate right now...
army blows -_-
i wanna stab myself

*URGHH!

areyoushittinme-_-

Your vocation is : AVIATION VEHICLE SPEC.

As an AVS, you'll be trained to
"drive and maintain some of the most advanced and expensive airfield vehicles in the world, including refuellers, forklifts, runway sweepers, cargo trucks and hydraulic cranes...."

so, i'll be drivin forklifts for the next 1 1/2 years?




SI MI LAN JIAO?!?!?!?!~

unplugged indeed~

unplugged wednesdays are the shieeeet at Acid Bar~
1 for 1 beer, live music....
caught Forgetting Sarah Marshall earlier on, great movie~ shared a Foot long Italian BMT at the ever so awesome SUBWAY...

great conversations, great time....

but then again it would've been better had a certain whiteboy told me he n another certain fedora hat wearing hoe was at Zouk at that time and didnt call me out cause they thought i didnt wanna club which then ended up in them havin a blast n winning Formula 1 tickets worth $14 000!!!
YOU BROKE THE CODE MAN!!!
BROs BEFORE HOES AND OTHER BROs!!!!!!!!!

but hey, its cool...
its all good~


just wait till butter factory on saturday...
immma side-bud swing yo FACE with ma SAR 21 FOOOOLLL!!!!
BOTH OF U!!!



URGHHH!!~

(word) play in action~

swimmin with the immortal half-left ninjas of Section 4~
woke up at freakin 7am just to get to Yio chu Kang at 9am... need sleep so bad at the rate of "going out" i've been.. going out at -_-
yeah...


see how i make u FAMOUS FOOL!


so we swim swim swim and tann tann tann.... and i bring a banana out cause tats wad i do, i bring out healthy snacks to eat when im hungry... hu needs Mr Potato when u got a banana~


and oOh, i bought me a super duper, +10 to all stats, vintage, X-series, limited edition, Jason Mraz Ferdora Haaaaaat!!!


went back to fidel's place to have pizza then i died on his bed for like 2 hours... forgot where the hell i was when i woke up n thought i was kidnapped~ went to have dinner then headed to ang mo kio hub.. then town where we found out tat "the girl from LEFTFOOT is HAAWWWWTTT!!!"

health points go up just sayin tat line~

walk around n bought some stuff.... saw other wicked shit like this pic of 2 heads impaled on a stick...

is it just me?
or is this affecting u?

no worries.. cause the girl from LEFTFOOT is HAAAAAAAAWWT!!!
hp replenished~

headed to bff's place to "break fast", see wad a cool collage she made...


meet the counter girl from one of the clothes stores at Haji lane on the bus... and i think she recognized me... smiled at each other during the whole journey~
urrgh, melts my heart :)
think its cause of my Jason Mraz hat (its +10 to all stats mind u)~




"ITS COOL TO WEAR A HELMET!!!"
"man, get the fuck outta heeeerre -_-"
*inside jokes: where the point of it's so U dont get it, ho ho~






THE GIRL FROM LEFTFOOT IS HHAAAAAAAaaaaAAAAAAAWWWtttttTT!!!!!




*hp recovered~

half left ninjas~

its been really long hasn't...
better late than never~

090908 was one of the most magnificent days of my life~ the night before (from wad i can remember) bore feelings of excitement & anxiety~ our fear of going thru the grueling 24 click route march (although incredibly painful and enduring) didn't out weight the fact tat in less than 24 hrs, this would all be over, and we'd all be going home~

the march took about 7 hours to complete, lasting from 5.am when we first set off, till about noon... we didn't even realize it was over till they told us... it was intense, but no one spaz-ed out...

kudos~

a couple of hours later, we gathered and set off to the parade square where our parents and loved ones where...

the "N" stands for nacho...
obviously~

so then we're all standin there not moving n shit, waiting for some guy to give some speech and all tat... and im scannin at the crowd lookin for my mom and sister and i spot them almost instantly but they havent found me yet, so u pan around summore just lookin at all the other ppl hu were there....

everyone elses mommy and daddy, gf or bf (which ever makes u happy) just to keep urself distracted from the intense weight the combat load ur carrying while ur keeping ever so still... u've lost all the blood flow in ur arms by then... but u cant move, not yet... the man in the suit's still talkin.... -_-


we march around summore then sing a song and do a dance~ a sappy music goes on and mom comes down to put my jockey cap on me...

before u know it its over and we're tossin our caps into the sky n runnin around passin high fives~

i take photos with my buddies and platoon mates and we do our soul-ja boi victory dance infront of everyone there~




doesn't look like much but it kept us amused...

and tat was how we cranked it...

so, my Basic Military Training Phase was over.. it was a glorious feeling.. but i just wanted to go home after tat day... and i did...

the army thought me great things, being in Ninja Coy taught me even greater lessons~
its bad in there... Ninja...
its really bad and i wont deny it... but if u think about it, tats the way its suppose to be... Ninja company was old school, the things they practiced weren't exactly "by the book", but it got the job down... they trained us to be soldiers and tats wad we are now~

i wouldnt say i was glad to be in there... but im definately glad to have survived it~


i dont think i ever wanna experience something like tat again...


by on the bright side... my body's super hawt now and the ladies at the clubs all chick me out yo~

ooOhh right~




"POP LOH!!!"
"man! put some pants on -_-~"

*inside jokes are so misleading...

viva la neeennnnjaaaarrr!~

POP in 2 days~
i hope i dont spaz out on the 24 click Route March of Doom...

im never drinkin beyond my point of thirst anymore in terms of alcohol and make "Super-Happy-Fun-Time " time a not so fun and super experience~

i have no time n i need to watch more episodes of Naruto and HOUSE-_-

i also learnt how to sing a chinese song and say the lines from Russel Peter's "Yo, Moma is soooo fat..." in hokkien, but im not gonna say it, cause i dont really know the spellin...


but wadever, imma bounce now~

*inhale *exhale~

Outfield was wet... i saw cute baby boars the size of a tv remote... my fingers are chaffed and knees have exploded...

its so wet, theres so much rain... u cant sleep... trees branches fallin on u at night... commanders stealin ur rifles... so much rain~

booked out n barely stayed home for 2 hrs, then bar hoped all night~
didnt sleep much either, wasnt tired... which is strange considerin the weather~

book in's in an hr... i never even got time to turn on the tv...

only in Ninja...




ah well, at least we can still summon Megan Fox three more times~

a lack of colour~

3 more weeks till my passin out parade~
i guess BMT's pretty fast... but the days are long in camp... 5am-10.30pm

its difficult to explain in words wad goes on in there... everytime when i book out, everything feels different... the air, the people... just the convinence of everything.. turn on the tap n water comes out, everything's so accessable...

tv, hot showers... u really appreciate basic shit like this when ur in camp~ i miss listenin to music and not having to eat my lunch within 10 minutes~

i think ever since field camp, everyone's just dying... worst ever 6 days of my life~
it never gets easier, and it never stops...

the days are oh so long...

sometimes i wish i wasn't in Ninja...
maybe if i'd been in some welfare company, things would've been easier.. run a lil in the morning n free time all the way till lights out~
just cruise thru BMT with just the bare basics...

but then, i would've came out the same person n not learnt anything~

Ninja Coy is no joke~
in Tekong, tellin ppl ur from N Company is like saying ur from Harvard..... and its true wad the commanders say, the worst has yet to come~

its being able to survive the shit they put us thru tat makes us stronger... but its not easy at all...

the things being thrown at us...
it never stops~





and the days are oh sooo long...

damn wookies~

cant believe i didnt move -_-
this is the most boring video ever...

also, i fuckin hate field camp... come to me for horrible army stories... cant post them here or the goverment will get me~

gotta get a new ipod soon or i'll freakin kill myself on those borin train rides... -_-





PS: thanks bunny for the super sweet entry~
banana chocolate cake x100 for u next time :)



i miss my friends~
i miss my friends~
i miss my friends~

left, right, left~

Ninja Company
Platoon 1 Section 4 Bed 01

go google it n u'll know its one of (if not the Most) toughest Coy in the whole of BMTC~

its crazy in there... the 1st confinement week was the most horrible.. but after awhile u get used to it... its fun, i'd admit.. training is training, u run and u run.. then when u cant run anymore, u run again~

its also psychologically painful... being institutionalized and forced to live around mindless rules and proceedures....

an ordeal like this makes u greatly, Greatly appreciate wad u already have... simple pleasures like watchin tv and stuff~

as the days progress and training intenses, theres never a day tat goes by where u dont almost die from something~ there's never enough sleep, there's never enough rest...

but its fun~
cept sometimes i miss home so much it drives me crazy...

i miss my friends and my home... i miss alot of things... in fact, the insanity isnt tat bad, its not being able to go home tat breaks me~

i wish i had more time in the weekends to do more things, to hang out with more ppl.... i wish i had more time in camp to even call ppl~

the "te-kan" stories of army are bountiful~
and the boredem everyone has can make u think of the most creative things to entertain one's self in camp...

from painting lizards, to drawing on each other with markers...

i am mentally shagged and my leg hurts real bad... i havent had bubble tea in a month and i missed so many episodes of Nip/Tuck and Pushing Dasies~

i hope next week is more interesting... i think it will be, SAR 21 came in over the weekend so we'll be gettin to shoot stuff by tomoro~

so yeah, hope i dont die~




Duty, Honor, Country~
Ninja Company

2weeks n countin~

its great to be home... i miss it so much.. dont know wad to write... booking in again in 2 hrs time so i gotta go prep...

still alive, so i guess tats good~

umm... text me, if u can... i like hearin from my friends.. gives me something to think about when im in there...

yeah, i'd like tat alot~
i'll try to reply u if i got the time... maybe even call... its nice hearing from my friends~

i figured i'd have more things to say about the army... but not right now.. maybe in the following weeks to come...

so, im gonna go now...

tc everyone~

bye~

lots of things are gonna happen tomoro... simple things like how "The Incredible Hulk" is premeiring tomoro... the PC show at Suntec starts tomoro as well...

on the 12th of June, Coldplay's new album "Viva la Vida or Death and All His Friends" will be launched... its also German-born Jewish girl Anna Frank's birthday~

it's 6 days before D-day... but tomoro's gonna be my Day of Days~

im gonna miss everyone and thank you for the box of chocolates and the watch..
im gonna miss my mom too, its gonna be hard to go to bed with no one to hug me~

all my friends i met n havent met, i'll find the time to see u when i come out... wont be bloggin for a while now, i've got lots of pictures to show but i dont think i have the time.. i've still got loads of shit to pack~

so.. remember me, my hair, my fair skin, my skinny bod~
after a mth.. somethings will get shorter, somethings will get darker, and somethings will get bigger~







kudos :)


( 0 Days left~ )

time's up~

almost all of my days leadin to the 12th has been packed with sooo many meetings with soo many friends~ to the point where i have at least 2 or more hang-outs in one day... which is pretty hard to juggle but time's runnin out so, oh well~

meet the x-men for service last sunday, then off to lunch with my mom and sister at city hall... it was gonna be my last sunday(EVER) with the mother so she wanted to hang out with her beloved son~ can't blame her, seeing as how im so filial and all...

went to this place called the "Soup Restaurant".. it had a tree in it.... thats like the 1st thing tat i saw~ are those words the name of the restaurant? cause all i can read is the no.3... and i dont see how tat could translate to "Soup" or "Restaurant"-_-

its been so long since i ate in a cheena place like this... mom didnt let me ask for fork n spoons-_- i had to use chopsticks and eat my rice from a bowl, so mean~

EVERYONE SEE MY MOM!!! SHE LOOKS SO PRETTY!!!~


meet chingy at the esplanade to chill, talked for like 2hrs then maddy came... talked summore~ then headed to NewYorkNewYork~ for dinner...




lots of chicken.. i like chicken~



imma happy boy~ lalala


(4 more days to go...)





Meet Rick on Monday to hang out, had dinner at Fish 'n Co. and chilled at TCC till it was time to go~ headed to the train station to meet stu n the rest & trained home with celly, liz & claire~

nothin much to write about here.. simple chillin out session... but enjoyable nontheless~

(3 more days n counting....)


caught Kung Fu Panda with the Power Rangers... it was pretty awesome~ theres a lil thing at the end when the credits are done rolling, but its nothin much really.. not the end of the world if u happen to miss it~

Go Go Power Rangers~
dibs on Green, i wanna be Tommy...




HANS for dinner then rushed home to change then meet bff to hang~ it was really windy outside so we camwhored with my mane~

cant really see anything.. just hair, which was kinda the idea~



( 2 Days left~ )




time's runnnin out...

pork & beans~

i like to rub my hands along things... like walls and metal handrails~ i like to touch the pointy ends of tables, its feels nubby and i guess tats a lil weird, but i do it anyway, cause i can~

i lean rather sluggishly on tabletops as well, i'd support my head with my hands and loaf about like i have no backbone... and because of that, i might seem like im unattentive.. but really i am... im just being comfortable~

if theres an object on the table, like a cup, or a pen... i'd play with it... i'd spin it in circles, i'd tap it, i'd twirl it btw my fingers or simply stare in amusement at it for simply being there...

thats when im not paying attention~
and its at this point i'd need u to snap me out of it... i can get carried away in my own world sometimes...

and for that, i thank u in advance~

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in the mornings, i'd say out everything i do in a third-person manner, just to hear my sexy "i just woke up from bed" voice~

"oOh, im up.. think i'll head to the bathroom and take a bath...."

"hey there, person in the mirror... damn do u need a haircut...."

"i wonder if theres anyone home? think i'll just risk it and run to my room naked~"

well...
u get the idea...

in the evenings, things start to slow down... people, start to slow down~ and subconciously, so do u... cause its night time, its suppose to be our when we rest, and eventhough ur not tired, u will be, cause everyone else is~ u cant help it... and neither can i~

so after midnight, i start to feel "drunk" and in a lil dazed... but really im not tired at all... i have energy, i feel that i can go on...

but, im kinda not allowed to...
cause thats just how it is~

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sometimes when no one's looking, i pretend my pens are weapons and make them fight with my fingers~ some ppl imagine them as Drumsticks and drum them on hardcovered books and metal pencil boxes, while i pretend their swords and stab imaginary robots with it... or evil ninjas, whichever u prefer~

oOh yeah, one more thing... on days when my days dont turn out so prefect, i journal them in "aaron's kinky black book of secrets" and hide it in my drawer for no one to see~ Then i turn on my computer, and i write a bunch of nonsense like this to throw u off~


remember boys and girls, Candy = Death :)
goodnite folks~



(5 days and counting~)

Speed of Sound~

6 days to the day of days and ironically today's june 6th which IS D-Day~ i got most of my shit prep-ed... cept maybe a few nic-nacs here n there, nothin i cant live without~

the back itches like crazy.. and i think theres a mosquito in my room cause it bit me a couple of times so now im 2times itch-er~

dragon slaying with the x-men in 3 hours time... gotta go prep...

like i said, im gonna blog as much bull as i can till i cant anymore...

oOh Count, u perv.... tsk~

and that was when i ruled the world~

it didnt hurt much initially, the first few days was it just felt a lil sore, but i forgot about this part... its day three and by now, the physical part doesnt hurt much but my immune system is seriously fucked -_-

i get headaches and roomspins, dizzy-ness and the sweats... not to mention the burning sensation on my back~ its not as painful as a sunburn, but.. it feels... like its moving~ i dunno how to describe it.. it feels like ur skin is healing itself and.. its moving~ yeah...

i think my body's trying to regenerate the loss of blood and its makin me a lil wooozy~ not to mention really really cranky-_- it happened to me the last time, and the time b4 that... but i guess i was too excited about the finishing work to remember its aftercare~

i dont feel sick, its not a feeling i get at the pit of my stomach tats making me unwell... neither do i feel any actual physical pain.. i think its more of a disorientated feeling~ its like u know ur not sick, but ur body cant keep up cause its just been wounded....

but it'll pass... im just amused at how my body works when under pressure... my head tells me im fine, but my body begs to differ... kinda makes u wonder if the whole "mind over matter" thing is true or not~

exactly 7 days till i enlist... im gonna blog as much as i can before that day comes... oh, and im gonna need people to talk lots of photos of me with my uber long hair before the goverment takes it away~






damn buracrats~

mine's bigger than yours~

got inked yesterday.. hurt alot, never doing it again~

went to oliver's house at khatib with the bff, he's got a really cool place..
it was so artsy fartsy + bohemien style + brit pop looking~ so many tiki heads and Nazi flags and portraits of John lennon and The Beatles everywhere...
really cool place, had 2 cute dogs there too but he couldnt let them out cause they were'nt Halal :)

sketched a bit here n there, added some squggly lines to it and waa-laa~ it looked cool, everything was finalized so then the drillin began... u cant really tell, but in this photo there was alot of Pain in it... outline was done in an hour... felt like 2~ took a break for awhile then continued with the shading...(alot of pain in this picture as well, u gotta really sqint ur eyes to see, its right at the foreground~) after another hour the left side was done~ had another break and completed the other side~ & here's a couple of videos to scare u with.... alots of pain in these as well...





the whole thing took about 4 hrs & it hurt sooOOoo bad... of all the ones i did, this hurt the most.. i was shivering constantly and my right leg kept twitching all crazy-like mid way through the inking... it HURT...

im trying really hard not to be a pussy about this.. but it REALLY HURTS-_- i would've cried but i was too busy trying to not pass out from the pain, cause it HURTS~
it was like being sliced.. theres no other way to describe it~

but it was fun, people should go do it~ it WILL hurt(duh-_-), but the final product is worth it... going thru something like that.. i dont think u'd forget the experience anytime soon~

but shit it hurts soo bad.....
im never doing it again~


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period~