wmp: a1, caught in the middle

we spent the entire evening in town wandering about and then had a couple of drinks at molly malone's. cheating at poker is fuckin' fun especially when it doesn't matter if we get caught. half a deck was eventually drenched in strongbow. the last train led to my place where we chatted while sipping on whiskey in the chilly breeze by the poolside.

they called it camaraderie. i think i'll miss that.

so it was some 3am after setting the chivas bottle aside. jenrine filled me in on the upcoming phase of school. very exciting.

i met up with the go5 the following morning back at town. i just hope the weeks ahead are fuckin' good times together...

i keep forgeting my handphone now has a camera.

Labels: beer, go5, ns, ord

wmp: moby, porcelain

i'm still trying to let it all sink in... i'm fuckin' going to ord!

my sleep has been kinda upset since supper that night with the gessvball gang. the night after i watched the second season of heroes until some 3am. it was good.

i spent my last couple of my days clearing out my drawer. one of the things i cleared out was a tin of fifty cent coins and i remembered how i used to play with them in the office until i found an even greater addiction in cards that led to a few decks of them lieing around.

today, i had my camp passes returned, clearance form almost done with and my drawer's finally emptied, ready for the next guy in line. i think i'll miss the nsf lounging area. and i guess for all the times i thought life was fucked up, it wasn't nearly as bad as how i thought it was. i think i'll miss maju.

woohoo.

see you all at molly malones!

Labels: ns, ord

not too long ago i had thought the day i ord was gonna be a bittersweet one considering all the good times i had. time seem to have a way of flying by and it'll be over before i know it. or so i thought.

it's strange cause right here right now as i type in this God forsakened office, time seemed to have stopped with 30 days left on the clock. I CAN HARDLY FUCKIN WAIT.

had a smashing good time on new years eve. this year i shall do without resolutions. i never did bother with them all these years anyway.

more on that later.

Labels: ns, ord

the week's spending - last weekend at the golden landmark i finally got myself one of the ghost decks(you'd have to see it for yourself; the beautiful lack of color) and a vdf close-up mat which the magic boutique failed to deliver even after two months. and then somewhere along the week i collected the neca's badass alien figure at the falcon's hanger at waterloo center. it's easy to see why i was quite happy throughout the week.

the open office course - the entire two days(thurs&fri) appeared to be useful if we were the slightest bit interested in the first place. at the last row of the class we began checking out blogs, facebook, youtube, wikipedia even had a couple of rounds on the psp while briefly following the steps of the lessons. we had good laughs at each other, when the facilitor unexpectedly walks to the back and sees at least one of us too slow to switch the windows while the rest of us are back on the open office awaiting the next step.

the fidgeting of two coins made time pass alittle faster. the next day i brought a deck of cards along. towards the end of the day jj was moaning everytime i turned to him and said 'pick a card'.

it was friday night and we decided to head further down to clark quay after a simple dinner. bryan parted with us as he had a flight to catch to freakin' barcelona(somtimes i wonder if he even know how lucky he is). as we sat ourdoors it felt good to soak up the night life as we talked cock and had a couple of pints but towards the end of the night while heading home, i never felt worst. i had to alight from the nr5 to take a puke. settling down in the morning, 3am, thinking abt it, i guess sometimes we try alittle too hard for that little bit of joy...

Labels: beer, nightlife, ns

dead beat.

another day tomorrow at the range.

just great.

Labels: ns

wmp: nicole scherzinger, baby love

last monday i left my beloved water bottle behind at the office. and then, it was a week before i saw it again today.

the past week had been swell...

tues to thurs - the smc gathering
i arrived at the nsrcc in the evening after an hours train trip to tanah merah. they were getting ready for the bbq while it drizzled. things got started with the one dollar auction. i had my eye on the ambitious ombinus by daryl but so did another guy. and then uncle bob took the night away with his cups and balls, shell game and three card monte. i nearly squeaked out loud when he was doing a card trick and went "i know your card is a black card and it is the number eight, so..."(or smth close to those lines) and a black no.8 pool ball fell from up his nose!

decks and decks of cards were lieing all over close up pads on the tables(i wonder what the treasure hunting kids who came over that night asking for a green plastic bag thought of the sight). we had some sharing sessions. and then poker, blackjack, and vodka in the late nights with all the cheating with cards. and then came the second night when enrico came. he is probably the best at what he does man. from ropes to coins and cards. i enjoyed his performances and sharing thoroughly and look forward to seeing him again.

thursday evening i met up with jj at botak jones at clementi on my way back from the chalet for dinner...

i think i transformed from something of a muggle to a more enlightened being after those two whole days of nothing but cards...

anything more you'd have to click here.

friday - my 20th birthday
people from the cmrc came over. for half the day we played football, tennis, basketball and then water frisbee. charades and pictionary were hilarious la. eventually the bbq got started and the candles blown with the knife down on the cake. and then somewhere after the group photo i felt an evil consensus to dump me in the pool. i thought what the heck i'd just give some kind of a struggle and then just let them do what they must. it's been a long time since i was thrown into the pool.

we had hell of a good time.





i'd like to thank everybody for the birthday wishes be it belated anot. being the fuckin sentimental guy i am, your smses will probably follow me through the year.

saturday
i woke up from the aftermath of the day before with a sore back, legs and right forearm(from the tennis i guess) and lazed around the entire day.

sunday - the beach
i was pretty worn out by the week.

it had been awhile since we headed to the beach. always great to meet up with the usual bunch! i wished i didn't have to go to work the next day. in the evening breeze i wished i had a beer with me.

we had dinner at the superdog and started lookin' intensely at coins and 2 dollar notes before calling it a night.

monday - sick leave
i woke up to the alarm and decided to call in sick. in the evening relatives came over for yet ANOTHER bbq. that's the third one in a week!

tuesday - today
things were the same in the office - andrew sleeping, samuel sleeping, bryan on the psp, if not whining about how i always look like i'm gonna die, jake sleeping, if not eating, and i'd be walking around with a card trick. wahaha.

jj mentioned that beowulf was just okay. i thought about it for a while and kinda agreed. i guess i tend to get too excited about a movie and then hype it up too much so if i say it's 'fuckin awesome', chances are, it's just okay

i was reunited with my water bottle.

Labels: beach, birthday, ns

wmp: angels and airwaves, i-empire

i guess it took some effort on everybody's part to make it to felix's place last saturday evening. we watched football. and then set of to play football ourselves. it reminded me of old times yet didn't exactly feel like it. its a pity the soccer court was no longer there due to renovation works. we could have had a more continuous pace of games. and perhaps i wouldn't have stepped into the fuckin' drain, scratching my leg and making that sprain on the right ankle which i only felt during one of our last 2 on 2 match.

at 3am, there were only felix sj and i in the living room watching the football highlights while having small chats inbetween. based on hearsay, we painted a picture the very near future - the ord and beyond. what i can't shake off my mind is the goal middlesbrough made against tottenham.

came monday. i didn't need to wake up early. i remember gallivanting around bugis when i returned a miss call and was told that i had been 'activated' for the next day. it wasn't the best of news and i decided to head back home and just lie down with what's left of the day. i bought an 8" manikin from art friend along the way. God knows why.

i spent straight hours, except of those of lunch and dinner which barely made up one anyway, seated, looking into the monitor, typing and clickin', clickin' and typin'. it was nearing 10pm when i left the camp. i had thought the worst was over.

somehow i'm convinced that i'm just some sort of tragic walking dartboard 'cause as soon as i got back the next day, i was sent back to the monitor, typin' and clickin', clickin' and typin', with everyone else frolicking behind.

i had thought the workload, when plotted on a graph, produces a pleasing curve of negative gradient that eventually hits the zero axis when t=ord. whatever fuckin happened to that man?

i had dinner with jj at je before turning down a night with the go5 and headed home for a 13 hour straight sleep made of dreams mainly. i'm just fuckin' relieved that the long long weekend is here(till monday i'm on fuckin leave. isn't that fuckin awesome?)!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! i finsihed watching all 32 episodes of naruto shippuuden!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! i got my hands on angel and airwave's "i-empire"!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!111

i will ORD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Labels: football, fuck, go5, life, ns

wmp: filter, take a picture

the plan was to wake up at 0330, drive down to jj's place and watch some football but at 0330 when the alarm rang i told myself 5 minutes more and opened my eyes only some 6 hours later.

i slept through most of the day. i watched lotsa tv including the transformers movie dvd which made me remember why i liked it so much the first time(no, it wasn't just megan fox).

and then somewhere in the evening i tried prising open the wired remote control of my i-trigue speakers to give it a clean after doing a search on the net and coming across this page; the volume fluctuates the wrong way when i turn the knob and it gets frustrating sometimes that i have to give it a couple of knocks 'cause "thats how things work in the army", i remember pradeep saying. haha. eventually i realised i wasn't suppose to prise it open. and it was so much more complicated than it had looked from the outside that i closed it right back without doing anything. what a waste of time.

i thought i had this nailed. its "mind boggling".

i shall have to leave that to another day.

warrant P: "eh jake, your hair like planet of the apes you know"

hahahah...

Labels: life, movie, ns, tv

wmp: hate that i love you, neyo ft rihanna

it's a rainy night and i can't really get to sleep. it's odd 'cause i remember being super lethargic throughout the entire day. maybe it's the excitement. all the planning of leave and i can only anticipate the months ahead. there're gonna be good even though i'm not exactly sure whats really up ahead but perhaps that's the reason why i'm just so excited.

my knee has been acting up alittle bit again. my aunt recently got metal plates implanted into her knee if i got the story right. i wonder how she's doing. it's makes me worry about myself in 20 years time.

i've been listening to that song over and over. someday down the road when i hear this song again, i most probably will think of these couple of days of the few last months before i ord.

"Balong-long" is a funny but happy word.

Labels: bad knee, ns

wmp: a1 caught in the middle

'for one more day' by mitch albom has really gotten some of the guys in the office. i'm curious to see how it'd turn out for me.

the monotony at the guard room had almost driven me to the edge of insanity but then again i had already woken up to the morning racket and felt as though i had stayed up the entire night. i hate the feeling of having been through that night's long state of semi-conciousness. on the way home i missed my stop. i hate it when that happens too.

back home after dinner i was briefly browsing through the channels when i came across an episode of scrubs from season 3...

jd: "Look Elliot, every year we bounce around this thing and I never had the courage to just stand up and tell you how I feel... I'm crazy about you. And I want you to know, if I had the choice of hanging out with anyone in the entire world, or sitting at home with you, eating a pizza, watching a crappy TV show, I'd choose you everytime."
elliot: "i... i have to go"

and then elliot breaks up with her boyfriend. that was shortly followed by a scene of jd starting blankly at the tv when elliot unexpectedly walks in with a box of pizza, shares the couch with him, and leans onto his shoulder...

that was so very surreal...

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my brother showed me the i am legend trailer. looks good!

Labels: ns, tv

wmp: coldplay, yellow

nothing beats breakfast, 9am, bee hoon and everyone else around the table, feeling unburdened by responsibilities...

it's almost the end of the year and so far, it's been wonderful...

Labels: ns

wmp: timbaland ft one republic, apologize

it was another fuckin' awesome sunday at the beach. i've always enjoyed sprawling on the sand while awaiting the next game even if it means i'll have to dust myself all over.

and so tomorrow in the morning it'll be probably be an auditorium of people before me while i attempt to vaguely familiarize them all with the dpis.

frankly it unnerves me, even though i haven't really thought much of it throughout the weekend.

pray for me, you must.

Labels: beach, monday, ns

wmp: sum 41, with me



Not in picture: Lee Khong Wee(Safti MI), Choo Huimin(Australia, Canberra), Jack club & Jack Spade.

i haven't much to say really about the weekend. i guess sometimes when you wait so hard for something to come by it doesn't seem nearly as rewarding as it could have been.

last friday night i made my way to holland village after a short but well deserved nap to meet up with the rest of the vball gang. the erdinger went well with the company at harry's but when they decided to called it an end to the night i felt again that t'was something still amiss. like an agenda unfulfilled. i must have been too intoxicated perhaps but i eventually walked it off before hailing a cab. i look forward still to such gatherings, hoping something more will happen for all of us someday even though i'm not exactly sure what i'm talking about.

it was near three in the morning as i walked pass my brother's room when i got home. i could almost see pass the closed door; he would have been there at his computer clickin' his friggin' mouse like a mad man and wouldn't careless even if i were to open the door and step in and dance around him. i can't remember when all of us started shutting our doors.

i skipped a shower.

apart from a couple of episodes of my name is earl, i slept most of the saturday away.

the day at the beach on sunday got off to a bad start with bad weather but the 2 on 2 games more than made up for it in the end. the partnership with fe was supreme. i made an early move for a quick shower and rushed to jj's place where i made it in time for the second half of arsenals match against sunderland. it sounds unlike me but for the first time, i actually jumped out of seat a couple of times in agony whenever some footballer makes a blunder and probably remaining oblivious still to the difference the one more goal would have made to the value of a ticket. the take away for the night? it ain't always about having faith...

i got home dropped my bag, and told myself i would laugh the entire lousy week away, start the next day with a smile, even though i'm not quite good at that, and just get over the day, and then the week itself...

it's been good as far as for now...

turns out it's quite an entry actually. i guess i got carried away.

lol.

ciao.

Labels: beach, beer, friday, gessvball, go5, life, monday, nightlife, ns

wmp: third eye blind, farther

this month i've splurged a good portion of my pay of which a good 160 bucks went to a pair of skates, and a couple of bucks more on a marvel graphic novel and two other books on a new found hobby of coins & cards. since then i've lost the urge to draw out the notes so readily again especially after that pair of skates that i'm not sure i even have the time for (or so it seems for now)...

on the eve of the course i caught bourne ultimatum with my brother. i was glad my brother, who sacrificed a study night, had thought the trip down and the film was all worth it.

during the last two weeks a bunch of us had two stayovers in the office due to late nights the course extended into. it wasn't so bad or at least better than just rushing home, touch the door, and be back the next morning. on the second stayover we watched saw iii, something i thought i would nv do because of the gore but i did nevertheless, for the storyline sake. it was close to three in the morning when we decided to slip into our sleeping bags. i was glad to have left mine around for the past few months.

i stayed up on saturday night finishing the graphic novel, earth x, at some 4am. and then it was another day at the beach on sunday. the weather almost crossed the line that would have ruined what's left of the day. we played a couple of pairs. i haven't ran so frantically after a ball in awhile. i hoped no one saw us play mini vball. we finally decided to head to the 'pit stop' after standing around for quite awhile after dinner and the quick trip to the evil 'candy empire'. i don't know how but i blurted out 'coffeebucks' for the second time. the 'ticket to ride' proved to be interesting board game, yet frustrating at some point of time or another. the moment of truth came when we finally counted our final scores that left fh basking in her victory. ugly ugly ugly wasn't much of fun, at least for me, for obvious reasons. when it was finally time to head home felix & i made a quick tour around 'central' before we went our seperate ways. i boarded the train along with the throngs of fellow commuters, feeling the sore of a bad right knee, popping gummi bears all the way...

monday morning came. as i walked out of the back gate to the train station, thoughts of the night before continued to linger...

Labels: bad knee, beach, gessvball, money, movie, ns, sleepovers

wmp: shape shifter, my enemy

of late the office has become a living hell. from the demography to write ups, write ups to maps, endless overlays and cluttered powerpoints, and it doesn't get easier working with people (i never was a people kind of person though i try to). the straight hours of work i put in has left me with the ridiculous fear of getting hit by carpel tunnel with every click on the mouse i take.

i can still feel the effects of the 6km run that monday morning on the knee. its been the longest run since last year sometime around this time, too, when i busted it on the low ramp. sucks thinkin' about it, really. everytime.. single.. time. t'was alot left in me that morning. i could have gone a couple rounds more. i find it hard not to resign to fate that i have to live with that kind of milage. i know it ain't the end of the world but i truely miss the zenith of a real good run, when the attire becomes heavy of perspiration, and the breathlessness an addiction.

which leaves me tempted to get a pair of skates.

Labels: bad knee, ns

wmp: dashboard confessional, stolen

last friday we had lunch at cdans and had a go at the laser quest and air rifle range. it was good fun. i came back home to put my bags down before meeting the guys again back at jp. we proceeded to town where we found finally found the ying bar somewhere behind far coast. they were waiting for us there already. i lost count of the number of bottle of chivas they opened. all of us young and old, had somewhat the time of lives. we had a moment outside and jj passed me one of his cancer sticks and i had a go, against all the preaching i've heard lifelong, bearing in mind still that they're called cancer sticks for a good reason. ahaha. i realised it's been awhile since i've really tried something new(not that that's gonna be a perpetual indulgence).

at the end of it all, three of us by a curb outside a 7 elevan feeling like crap, i told myself this weekly affair has got to stop. whether it will, again, that is another matter. i mean, the occassions are never ending...

i've recently framed, perhaps, three of the best photos taken throughout the past few years. yet to find a spot on the wall though. will probably get a another frame. let the good times continue to come always man...

the week ahead kinda sucks.

"And me, I still believe in paradise. But now at least I know it's not some place you can look for, 'cause it's not where you go. It's how you feel for a moment in your life when you're a part of something, and if you find that moment... it lasts forever..." - richard, the beach

Labels: nightlife, ns, whiskey

wmp: u2, walk on.

i walked around the office on friday asking everyone if i shld be there and just when i thought i had my mind all made up i decided to change it. i realised how typical that was of me. i went home to catch up on lost sleep, as much as i could. it was only an hour or so before i made the trip down to the east on the train of strangers, whose faces change everytime i open my eyes. some where along the way i was distracted by the toddler, who in her mother's arms, kept reaching out for a simple touch of me. when the train passed redhill i thought of my old apartment again while looking out. i miss that place.

everyone was there and warmed up by the time i reached and for the days that followed we played crazy card games. we took our bikes out to the jetty. we had a sumptuous dinner somewhere in bedok. and we played drinking goggles(woooot). the jjcvball gang was good company. it was a good quick trip home at some 1am, getting ride from hp. the drive down the expressway on the highway has always been most reposeful. and the dive onto bed, i never felt better.

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we saw jb taking his last walk out of the office like a free man on that day itself. he got his own thing going on out there. i picture myself and can't help but feel excited. sometimes anxious even.

o, r, d are just three very pleasing letters when put together. i'm ecstatic about the five or maybe six months i have to myself. it's hard not to be overwhelemed by that feeling fo rapture.

the office has become a rough place but still i make it a point to line four typing chairs behind the conference table, switch off the lights partially, and stay oblivious to everything as much as i can while in that posture of neutral equilibrium. i try not to snore.

it seems i would just prefer to lay by a corner, wordless, heart in a hand stashed behind, hoping someday fulfilling will come by again, soon.

Labels: bbq, chalet, jjcvball, nostalgia, ns

wmp: jacks mannequin, dark blue

the trip to the beach last weekend was better than i had expected apart from getting my toe hooked onto by a fucking fish hook left around by some irrespossible dumbass and having someone's heel planted right onto my feet ripping some skin off with the very abrasive sand in between...

it's been unbelievably a year. i had not much of good spikes but they were enough to make my day. having the ball in midair, i was less conscious of my movements despite my bad knee and it was liberating. towards the end of the day my stomach was almost trying to eat itself while my knee ached like a knife was twisting about within but yeah, somehow glad i dragged myself out of the house still...

it was work back as usual on wednesday, thursday and finally friday. my monday is gonna be fucked up. the entire upcoming week for that matter. i wonder why me. i thought i might as well pull out a chair, crack open a beer, and watch it come. i've decided to take the backseat when it rains shit.

if it's any consolation i'm watching spider-man tomorrow... o'boy...

united 300. this, is funny.

Labels: bad knee, beach, fuck, monday, movie, ns

wmp: the ataris, the night that the lights went out in nyc

the week of the course got off on a pretty bad start when i fell ill on the last day of preprations for the course. i made my way home through the rainy weather after a bout of apologies for my absence in the office and still feeling really bad thereafter when jj & jb were still by the photocopy machine making god damn copy after copy of publications.

after two panadols i went to bed at 37.7 degrees worried about pulling through the next day but woke up feeling faster, stronger, all ready to go. i felt it was quite a miracle.

i made it through the week with coughs and a general weakness. the weekend was a relieve. my dad drove us out on saturday night and the aimless drive late out in the night on deserted roads through the stillness of the night brought us to the night safari. after realising that there was a 50% off the admission only when you print out and present a voucher to them and though it made not much of sense to me, we didn't mind coming back the following night. it was quite an experience observing the myraid of nocturnal animals at such close quarters especially coming face to face, all of a sudden, with a bat. hanging by a branch. unshackled.

the tiresome course resumed after the weekend was tragically over. a couple of us stayed over in the office because of the late training programme. we took out a deck of cards and the night dragged on. the card tricks were very impressive. closing in on 2am i passed out in a sleeping bag on the table and woke up when warrant P walked in and it was the start of another beautifuck day...

while making our ways down to the warehouse, jj and i chanced upon the yellow lamborghini that many from around the camp were talking about and i guess naturally so. it was quite a sight to behold...

perhaps its life in the office but these days i tend to jump around more than usual, with maybe a few short punches, kicks even. i've thought it might have been short bursts of unexpended energy just to prevent a sort of overload. not that i can expend engery in a way that doesn't bring about as much attention with a really problematic right knee.

of late i materialised what i might call a childhood obsession into a humble collection of toys through the yahoo auctions and sgcollect forum. click on here.

Labels: bad knee, boredom, family, fuck, nightlife, ns, sleep, superheroes

wmp: the doves, caught by the river

t'was the ccis course not too long ago, a few days back. jj, jeff and i caught 300 on one of those days in the evening. i didn't think i'll get the kicks out of the film since i've read the graphic novel long before but many of the scenes, i felt, were refreshing and captivating still. i would go as far as to describe it as an epic movie on a whole new level.

the course ended early and thursday was a half day. we decided to meet up again after heading home to drop our bags and have a change of clothes. jeff's passport took awhile. then we headed to spawn asia at stamford house where i had no luck looking for king leonidas. we made a quick trip to the falcon's hanger at far east plaza only to be told it was sold out too. fucking disappointing.

i joined the both of them in a game of dota eventually but got my head pawned for gold throughout. i fared better in counter-strike but still had my fair share of deaths as well. it was 9pm when we decided to leave. if the following fucking day wasn't a working day i wld have wanted to spend the night out. bask in the nightlife. not go home, just yet. it was just unfortunate...

i woke up on friday morning contemplating a trip to the polyclicnic and remembered ice was ord-ing on that day itself. t'was a cohesion in the late afternoon. we had fun but i would have left earlier if i wasn't tied down by branch duty that night. the lethargy was killing me. i was on the verge of falling sick and i cld feel it. had a bad runny nose in the middle of the night and true enough i woke up to a call from kl with a flu the next morning.

i made a decision. a decision to apply for membership at kinokuniya. along with a book titled 'chi running' for my dad, i grabbed marvel zombies and neil gaimen neverwhere too with my newly acquired entitlement(10% off, yeah). i can't believe marvel zombies would actually sell out with such a childish plot. the art from neverwhere wasn't what quite i had imagined too (i wld have prefered it much darker).

what a waste of money.

Labels: comics, money, movie, nightlife, ns