New year's eve, nothing to say...

I will get straight to the point, 2008 is supercalifragilisticexpialidociously-marvelous year, I will miss it like a best friend, fate or the Goddess of Mercy has been kind to me this time and I thank him/her for that. I had a great class, I had a whole lot of good times and also alot of shit times (Not as much.), I've got most of what I wanted for the year, my family life is not as excellent but...never mind, I've made a whole bunch of New friends and met some 'old' friends of mine, it was the best NPCC year yet, it is just Marvellous. I would want to continue but I will leave it as it is, I do not want to miss it too much.

I would want to celebrate the Coming of the New Year but...this will collide with the ideals of many others, I do not actually think it is so damn important to celebrate the New Year. Yes, the previous year might hold alot of memories and the anticipation of what the New Year will bring might be very exciting, but so what, it is just a new year in the georgian calendar, life will go on as usual, 'stuff'' will happen regardless of what year it is, but well....on the other hand, we should give the year a farewell, perhaps end the year with a bang and give the new year a welcome it will never forget, urgh....who cares? Just get this over with and tell 09' to hurry up.

I am still having a cold, but after taking the last afternoon nap of the year, it felt better. At least I will not immediately suffer from the first cold of the year, right after 0:00 hours. Well, hopefully not of course, just want to say a Happy New Year 2009 to anyone (Maybe no one.), who happens to visit my blog(Mostly by accident.).

I will miss you 08', thanks alot.

A painful left heel, a cold and missing the last PDS training of the year, what next?

(I might use a lot of singlish today)
My left heels painful, since yesterday it has been so painful that I can hardly walk, bloody hell , I have to miss the last PDS training of the year, (Try SMSing a friend at 8am with less than eight hours of sleep, a painful left heel and a cold, literally "Kena sai.") I went back to sleep after that, when I woke up (again), I felt strange, my Squadmates are in school training for the performance in three days time while I am lying on a bed like an invalid. I hate having to miss out the last training of the year, (Yes, it is the last.) even though I am in the reserve, a.k.a not good enough, k, just kidding, just trying to get my friend Bhalaji angry...

I finally got to my feet a few minutes later and limped to the living room to watch "Mind Your Language" and "Allo Allo" which I've recorded yesterday, I do recommend the two shows, although it did not do much to brighten my really shitty day. After a shower and a heart-wrenching breakfast later, I surfed the net to find absolutely nothing to be interested in, though I still used it for aroung 3 hours. during which I ate a very "sian" lunch of fried rice (Cliche mania.). After watching the Mr Men show, (Yes, I watch it, face the freaking facts.) I went down to the Malay barber on the opposite block and got something that almost looked like a haircut that you get in the army and prisons. After that, I went to the park nearby and tried walking on a so-called "reflexology walk" or a figure-of-eight shaped path of half-buried pebbles, it really works, my foot was feeling better already. Sadly, when I went to check the reflexology guide for the foot (A metal sign nearby.), it pointed out that the heel has something to do with the Genital glands....(silence)....

Never mind, I had tution (20 minutes to get to the tution centre, how lovely...) later on, Remander and factor theorems again...then there was nothing else, I just walked back home, ate my dinner and here I am, on the internet, my second home, if I suppose that is possible...

CPL today, it's official, I f**ked it.

(Take note, some Acronyms are NPCC-only.)
I....never mind. I am suffering from a aching left heel today, all the foot banging has left it hurting like mad sia...(Forgive my use of singlish...heck care lah!) Arrived at School at 6:45, and that was considered really early, can someone explain to me WHY my parents don't give me the support I freaking need?! Never mind, we had last minute training today before having our Theory test. In a simplified version, THE TEST IS SUPER-DUPER-GODDAMNED-MOTHER-MERCY-LIKE-HELL-OH-WHY-THE-HELL DIFFICULT! I could do most of them but it looked like us learning NPCC history was really wasteful, I had to be helped twice and, uh.....never mind, at least I could still do it.

The practical was the worst, we funked it like (poop), not to say the least for the attendence rate,(There were only like say...11 of us.), my performance was the bad by my standards, the WOC was okay (Except for the fact that I was TOO tense and I saluted when I was not supposed to...) but my MOI, at least its better than my previous try-outs (Yes, it is.) But there are some people who were hindered by the location, like Seng Wei, he had to command us through a jungle of concrete pillars at the foyer, no wonder his WOC is all screwed up. After that, Our CI Eric, oh god, he made us do drills like crazy, but at least it woke us up, I think, luckily I and a few others were on the Second floor for some PDS stuff, before we had to go back down to join them. Really, I must say...this a massive cock-up, for the Sec 3s and 2s.

On the brighter side of things, We went to KFC at Bedok Central, and my squadmates are trying to coerce me to.....never mind, never mind, you heard and saw nothing, k?

Test tomorrow, yaho..what the hell?!

I will keep this short today, woke up quite early today, the fact that I have tution dosen't help a bit. After that I went to visit a friend of my father's, she had some sort of stomach problems if I am not wrong...Never mind, I will have to train for tomorrow's Promotion test, there will be a 1 hour theory test followed by a 15 minute practical for each of us, argh! We will be tested on drills, campcraft, NPCC history, I am surprised that I did not suffer from a cardiac arrest! Urgh...better get back to studying and toning up my Uniform and such, I 'can't' wait...

Kiwi, Kivi? Never Mind...

Oh god, I am so dead tired, I should not have agreed to walk to Bedok Central from School with Nabil and gang, my legs and body officially hates me, period! I wonder why I can still conjure up this much energy to type, I assure you that one touch of my bed and I will fall asleep in no time, aww.....

Had our own personal training today, my drills standards are fluctuating like mad, at first, I was up to my standards, then, I was worse than Seng Wei! ( No offence Seng Wei...) I really had to improve on it, and in good time! The Corporal test will be on in less than 48 hours! I really need to Cram in all that info.

I do have a few things to say before I go on...

I do not like people who try to be funny with me, and I got a whole lot of it today, from everyone in the squad (save for a few...), okay, I have been at fault too and I have been a bit of an arsehole so never mind, cheers guys :).

And I officially HATE being cut in during drills when I am timing (okay, I appreciate the fact that you guys are trying to help the squad when my standard is not as good as usual, thanks guys.), I felt very annoyed and very, very disheartened (The fact that I have been considered inferior, it's my inferiority complex I think...). I have been the one who volunteered to time during drills and I must admit that I have did a good job, but yes, recently my performance is like sh*t, yes I acknowledge the fact that there are people who are better than me, (2nd Class vs 3rd class drill badge, it's no contest.) but it is almost the same when you are timing and some one else cuts in, maybe I am being over reacting but....never mind, my inferiority complex is getting to me again.

Back to the brighter side of things, after training (And a friendly match of soccer.) We had lunch, and that was when things got disgusting, after we ate our food, since Shan Leong had some stuff left in his Laksa, we (meaning my friends Seng Wei, Shan Leong and Nabil.)...well, my part in this is mostly minimised, decided to pour all of Seng Wei's remaining salt (From his watermelons, wait a minute...... they actually dip Watermelons in salt???) into his laksa, and I was forced to get a taste of it, and I just recovered from my Cramp, well, it was not too bad, at least without the fact that I can feel the salt crystals and the taste of Saturated salt! God help me, at least they did not force me to eat after they dumped the remainder of their dishes in the the already digusting concoction.

Then we started polishing our boots under a void deck of a Not-so nearby flat.(After Shan Leong answered a very Long call of nature.) My Boots finally got a decent shine! Except for the scars of course, and and guess what, Nabil, instead of bringing Kiwi shoe polish got a brand that has a uncanny resemblance, the 'w' in Kiwi is changed to a 'v'. He didn't know about that until then, it was priceless.

After getting our fingers covered in Polish, Neutral and Black, I, not in my right mind, decided to go with the Boys in our group and walked all the way to Bedok central, and was then coerced into walking a longer distance to another bus stop to take a bus home, my legs will need to be oiled for a non-stop 24 hours if they were robotic, I will stop now, I would say more but you will be bored of me now...

Decomposing....two weeks after the outbreak....Left 4 Dead!

Mom is still enforcing the no solids rule, although there was a bit of slack, I had soft Rice vermicelli for breakfast and flat noodles or Kway Teow (Not the fried variation of course!). Mediocre at best considering I had better stuff to eat in the Past (As in two days ago...) I almost rotted until I decided to go to Bedok interchange to meet up with my friend. (He is as notorious as Betty Page in my Level, but quite normal.) After meeting up, we went up to some LAN shop next Macdonalds (The one below the former Princess cinema.)

It was then where I finally got to play Left 4 Dead (PC)! It is so freaking awesome, unlike other Zombie FPSes where you have Zombies limping or shuffling towards you, this time they rush at you like 100 Younger Sisters (Mine not yours, so no accusations!) for Winx Club DVDs. It was so exhilarating and I did not die in the first level. Man! That felt good. It was worth the $4 I spent for 2 hours.

Unfortunately I was NOT supposed play it over there. (My pals told me that the game can be played over there.), my Mom allowed for it but my Dad did not (When one of my parents said no, you follow the more negative answer.) "After your O'levels...", that became a Catchphrase of my schoolmate Firdaus, whenever he wanted me to go play with him and I refused. ("After your O'levels son..." with sarcasm.) I just could not understand, my Dad was afraid that I would run into Bad Company, I respect that, and people should respect a decision made for the well being of one's Children.

But hey, I am mature enough and I always went with friends (Fine, I did go for a few times before I told my Dad.).Unfortunately like many I know, I have Protective (Not over protective though) Parents. I will just have to make do with what my freedoms allow for me...my PC and 360 (I HATE achievements!).

Wait a minute, why did I type that in the first place, never mind, I've got to eat my dinner, Urgh!

Part 2

Well, my abdomen is a whole lot better, although I still have a craving for solid food, damn, Isotonics and Plain H2O isn't going to sustain me for long. I just had a dinner of plain Congee and pickled Vegetables, argh! How I crave for real food, it is so freaking frustrating that the Human body is built in such a way where you can't feel that something is wrong before it is too late! But at least we are the 'Master race' (I hate using that phrase.) of the Earth.

Cramp!

Today is Christmas, and this morning I had a case of SEVERE intestinal cramps. I could neither stand nor move with dignity. It was almost the same as being stabbed. I had to Hunch all the way to the Clinic, even in the Car ( Not my dad's, he screwed up his on Children's day). I had to hold on to either my Mom's or Dad's shoulder to prevent myself from falling over ( And possibly strangling myself .)

In the Clinic, I had to lie down on a bed ( The change of positions made me want to die! ) while the Doctor pressed on my Abdomen ( It is 'not' Painful.) Then I had to sit up to take my medication, again, I had the urge to kill. Strangely, they made me drink a can of H-two-o. Too much Chicken chop last night, or that's what the Doc said anyway, ( Too much? I was hardly ever full!) But hey, he is quite a nice guy. After suffering for 5 agonizing minutes, my feelings went from "Kill me now..." to "Is that you God?" It was almost like a freaking Miracle ( Thanks to the fancy drugs they have these days.)

Sadly though, no solids for me today...just look at the picture, that's my lunch and dinner.

Oh Crap...

Yes, I am now deciding to regularly blog. Yes, this blog has been collecting Cyber-dust, argh! Worse than trying to use a 400 year old Mughal Matchlock. ( At least the matchlock will not blow up or make you tire your two fingers who are the only ones typing ). I will also try to get rid of the Background that look like Mr Bean's wallpaper in the Animated series. Wish me luck.