Monday, August 31, 2009
Thursday, August 27, 2009
-click on the picture to see clearer."he's the last of a dying breed. the prehistoric emo only emerges from the depths of his studio apartment when his favorite bands reunite for one last show- and even then, he shows no sign of enthusiasm whatsoever.
once an avid fan of the underground emo scene, he now cringes at the sight of today's batch of kids. he avoids mainstream media altogether, would rather listen to npr than podcasts and has no idea why anyone would panic at a disco. his favorite thrift stores are now raided by trend-hopping teens, making him resort to wearing the same vintage tees he has had for years.
he cries when he listens to pinkerton and spends days at a time organizing his vinyl collection. he refuses to join the kids on the current social networking sites as he finds them repulsive, yet seems to forget about the long since abandoned makeoutclub account he made years ago.
his casual-yet-somewhat dorky look has become the mainstream, and he is no longer identified as the emo king he once was. tear."
so, what's YOUR scene?
Wednesday, August 26, 2009
Saturday, August 22, 2009
supposed to meet up with madeleine and pris last night to sort of like hang out. since pris's effort to "surprise" madeleine on thursday was a HUGE DISASTER. heng i nv follow pris go surprise. i'll look the ultimate retarded in my uniform banging on the door of someone's flat. gahhahah.
then pris last minute called me, saying she had something on with her family.... so i was thinking, well now what. but since i need to pass madeleine her present i tot, wth, i'll just go meet her and pass it to her then.
THEN cheryl fong come sms me because (i think) she being sergeant's pepper lonely hearts club band again. ghahahaha actually i guess only the 2 of us can understand that. she wanted to meet up with me to chill. so we set the time at 10pm.
i dragged soe along with me to clark quay to meet madeleine so after that we could hook up with cheryl and find a good place to chill and catch up. pass her the present (some brownies i baked), then we went to grab a bite. and out came our cameras, flashes away, snapping away at anything, everything.
after that cheryl came and meet us. and for the first time she saw madeleine gahhaha she's AMAZED to see madeleine GHAHAHAHA.
we hung out for a bit after that madeleine said she has to go off, and then the rest of us went chill out at some place.
then pris last minute called me, saying she had something on with her family.... so i was thinking, well now what. but since i need to pass madeleine her present i tot, wth, i'll just go meet her and pass it to her then.
THEN cheryl fong come sms me because (i think) she being sergeant's pepper lonely hearts club band again. ghahahaha actually i guess only the 2 of us can understand that. she wanted to meet up with me to chill. so we set the time at 10pm.
i dragged soe along with me to clark quay to meet madeleine so after that we could hook up with cheryl and find a good place to chill and catch up. pass her the present (some brownies i baked), then we went to grab a bite. and out came our cameras, flashes away, snapping away at anything, everything.
after that cheryl came and meet us. and for the first time she saw madeleine gahhaha she's AMAZED to see madeleine GHAHAHAHA.
we hung out for a bit after that madeleine said she has to go off, and then the rest of us went chill out at some place.
the stupid girl.
with the "rollercoaster guy"
i dunno how the fuck she took this picture, but i was explaining to her my first rollercoaster ride and how it goes about!!!!
Tuesday, August 11, 2009
oh my, its august already!
and our nation just celebrated her 44th birthday! gahahaha quite lucky i'm not deployed for any national day parade duty, just on standby mode only.
anyway! september is just a month away!
why?
come 13th sept, i'll officially be a one-year solider! pfft as if i care about being a one-year soldier.
MY ORD DATE WILL BE ANOTHER YEAR NEARER. MY PINK IC WILL, IN NO TIME, BE IN MY ARMS AGAIN, AND WE'LL LIVE HAPPILY EVER AFTER!!
yes yes i'm getting too over the top.
well so far work in camp is still the same, boring old plain shit, nothing like the kinda army life i'd imagined young as a kid, and gone through a few months back as a trainee.
when i was young, i was very fascinated by weapons, tanks and fighter jets. i thought it was always damn cool to be a soldier, you know, like creeping up on the enemy's position unknown and take him out with a silenced rifle.
btw, thats a jungle hat he's wearing. only those who deserved it, after months of tough training, were awarded it.
i'll check out weapons online and their stats, how they work, and play first-person shooters. heh thats where games like Counterstrike and Call of Duty made their way into my com.
i'll watch movies like Saving Private Ryan and Black Hawk Down and watch in awe as the soldiers work in teams/sections/group/platoons to breach enemy frontlines or perform a rescue operation.
as they rushed in under the cover of darkness, i wonder how it actually feels like wearing that uniform, with the vest bearing all your magazines, grenades, smoke grenades and whatnot, holding that silenced MP-5 submachine gun, threading slowly, with their night-vision goggles.
or waiting, waiting, waiting under the hot sun in the cover of your camouflage suit, just for that moment when your target steps out of the vehicle, and all you have to do is to pull that trigger and shoot him- from over 1km away. and if you missed that..... well... snipers don't miss their targets, do they? they're trained!
it always seemed so easy for them to run, jump around with their helmets on. they could run and run and dive for cover or crouch for a better firing position.
i always wanted to be one of them.
when i was in the army i thought to myself, GOODNESS WERE THOSE GUYS ON STEROIDS OR SOMETHING?! everything was tough man, waking up in the morning, going for the 2.4km run, running against the time in SOC. OMG SOC. that really got me thinking: THOSE GUYS ON TV CARRY PLASTIC GUNS AND GRENADES TO WAR, DON'T THEY.
my SOC wasn't good; in fact i flunk it. after running 700m down in your SBO (estimated load on body = 6-8kg? the helmet was the source of all problems; IT JUST WONT LET YOUR BRAIN THINK) the first obstacle was the low wall we had to leap and climb over. many a times when i reached it i sprinted for it and attempt to leap over it.......
... only to go *PIAK* straight into the wall.
i'm pretty sure i wasn't the only one! HAHA. btw the wall is about 1.8m? Yao Ming could easily climb over it man!
and in the movies you see those Special Forces, those Marines, those super-duper secretive special tactics forces they leap and jump around and sprint like nobody business.
their training must be damn good. err i mean acting. plus fake props. GAHAHAHA.
well but i can honestly say i enjoyed most of my training. though i was slow in learning fieldcraft (my sergeant in BSLC was an asshole though) even in Charlie ASLC i enjoyed the GPMG firing. although after that i caught a high fever -_-
i'm pretty thankful for the fact that i'm trained in most weapons an infantry soldier should know and operate. from the small arms (SAR 21) to the crazy-ass huge one (MATADOR- go google it up), i've tried it all.
the only thing i've kinda regret is not being able to be in an active infantry unit. well honestly speaking when i was in Charlie ASLC i was so sooo demoralised that i just wanna be posted somewhere non-combatant. but then now i look back and i thought, its just 14weeks of training in ASLC. just 14 weeks of hell and after that you'll be free.
sadly the ankle problem in BSLC re-surfaced in ASLC and i took the chance to get a long excuse and as a result i'm Out of Course in ASLC.
oh well you can't have the best of both worlds. i've got partially my freedom and the ultimate "slack and stay-out" vocation BUT i didn't get to realise my dream when i was a kid- to be a full-fledged soldier (no matter infantry, armour, artillery or other vocations).
yes i'm still combatant fit, i'm still liable for NS service but my current vocation doesn't involve any of the usual things you'll associate with a soldier: weapons, fieldcraft, heavy fullpack loads, camouflage cream.
basically i'm getting paid to go to the office and...... do my work.
of course i've tried to keng before in ASLC. hahahahaaha isn't every NSF supposed to do that?!
but as time goes by i realised my passion was IN the field. i'll find myself watching people march pass in their SBO/FBO and memories of my training periods will drift through my mind... how i envy them.
i'm a very very weird person right. HAHA. got such a good vocation yet "YOU SIAO AH! WANT GO OUTFIELD?! YOU 8-5 VOCATION SOMEMORE NO OUTFIELD YOU STILL COMPLAIN."
lol. i'm special. ^^
and our nation just celebrated her 44th birthday! gahahaha quite lucky i'm not deployed for any national day parade duty, just on standby mode only.
anyway! september is just a month away!
why?
come 13th sept, i'll officially be a one-year solider! pfft as if i care about being a one-year soldier.
MY ORD DATE WILL BE ANOTHER YEAR NEARER. MY PINK IC WILL, IN NO TIME, BE IN MY ARMS AGAIN, AND WE'LL LIVE HAPPILY EVER AFTER!!
yes yes i'm getting too over the top.
well so far work in camp is still the same, boring old plain shit, nothing like the kinda army life i'd imagined young as a kid, and gone through a few months back as a trainee.
when i was young, i was very fascinated by weapons, tanks and fighter jets. i thought it was always damn cool to be a soldier, you know, like creeping up on the enemy's position unknown and take him out with a silenced rifle.
btw, thats a jungle hat he's wearing. only those who deserved it, after months of tough training, were awarded it.i'll check out weapons online and their stats, how they work, and play first-person shooters. heh thats where games like Counterstrike and Call of Duty made their way into my com.
i'll watch movies like Saving Private Ryan and Black Hawk Down and watch in awe as the soldiers work in teams/sections/group/platoons to breach enemy frontlines or perform a rescue operation.
as they rushed in under the cover of darkness, i wonder how it actually feels like wearing that uniform, with the vest bearing all your magazines, grenades, smoke grenades and whatnot, holding that silenced MP-5 submachine gun, threading slowly, with their night-vision goggles.
or waiting, waiting, waiting under the hot sun in the cover of your camouflage suit, just for that moment when your target steps out of the vehicle, and all you have to do is to pull that trigger and shoot him- from over 1km away. and if you missed that..... well... snipers don't miss their targets, do they? they're trained!
it always seemed so easy for them to run, jump around with their helmets on. they could run and run and dive for cover or crouch for a better firing position.
i always wanted to be one of them.
when i was in the army i thought to myself, GOODNESS WERE THOSE GUYS ON STEROIDS OR SOMETHING?! everything was tough man, waking up in the morning, going for the 2.4km run, running against the time in SOC. OMG SOC. that really got me thinking: THOSE GUYS ON TV CARRY PLASTIC GUNS AND GRENADES TO WAR, DON'T THEY.
my SOC wasn't good; in fact i flunk it. after running 700m down in your SBO (estimated load on body = 6-8kg? the helmet was the source of all problems; IT JUST WONT LET YOUR BRAIN THINK) the first obstacle was the low wall we had to leap and climb over. many a times when i reached it i sprinted for it and attempt to leap over it.......
... only to go *PIAK* straight into the wall.
i'm pretty sure i wasn't the only one! HAHA. btw the wall is about 1.8m? Yao Ming could easily climb over it man!
and in the movies you see those Special Forces, those Marines, those super-duper secretive special tactics forces they leap and jump around and sprint like nobody business.
their training must be damn good. err i mean acting. plus fake props. GAHAHAHA.
well but i can honestly say i enjoyed most of my training. though i was slow in learning fieldcraft (my sergeant in BSLC was an asshole though) even in Charlie ASLC i enjoyed the GPMG firing. although after that i caught a high fever -_-
i'm pretty thankful for the fact that i'm trained in most weapons an infantry soldier should know and operate. from the small arms (SAR 21) to the crazy-ass huge one (MATADOR- go google it up), i've tried it all.
the only thing i've kinda regret is not being able to be in an active infantry unit. well honestly speaking when i was in Charlie ASLC i was so sooo demoralised that i just wanna be posted somewhere non-combatant. but then now i look back and i thought, its just 14weeks of training in ASLC. just 14 weeks of hell and after that you'll be free.
sadly the ankle problem in BSLC re-surfaced in ASLC and i took the chance to get a long excuse and as a result i'm Out of Course in ASLC.
oh well you can't have the best of both worlds. i've got partially my freedom and the ultimate "slack and stay-out" vocation BUT i didn't get to realise my dream when i was a kid- to be a full-fledged soldier (no matter infantry, armour, artillery or other vocations).
yes i'm still combatant fit, i'm still liable for NS service but my current vocation doesn't involve any of the usual things you'll associate with a soldier: weapons, fieldcraft, heavy fullpack loads, camouflage cream.
basically i'm getting paid to go to the office and...... do my work.
of course i've tried to keng before in ASLC. hahahahaaha isn't every NSF supposed to do that?!
but as time goes by i realised my passion was IN the field. i'll find myself watching people march pass in their SBO/FBO and memories of my training periods will drift through my mind... how i envy them.
i'm a very very weird person right. HAHA. got such a good vocation yet "YOU SIAO AH! WANT GO OUTFIELD?! YOU 8-5 VOCATION SOMEMORE NO OUTFIELD YOU STILL COMPLAIN."
lol. i'm special. ^^
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