xianwei and i really must thank kelvin pan.

so yesterday i went home with soe after we booked out.. just nice he finished his duty at the medical centre so met up with him. reached home. got a call from kelvin...

kelvin: EH WANNA GO TO THE F1 CONCERT? I GOT TICKETS FOR US LEH!!

me: wa zhun bo.. so up ah you?! who's coming?

kelvin: dunno leh, think i call xianwei they all lor..


anyway, not at liberty to say how kelvin got his tickets. let's just say, he got lucky.............. REAL LUCKY!

never mind, the rest of the day was epic. i mean, DAMN EPIC. i hurriedly went to shower and change. okay, its my first time attending a concert. really. school musicals and free concerts (Baybeats) don't really count? okay maybe Baybeats is. but still!

ITS A FUCKING FORMULA 1 RACE CONCERT PARTY MAN! the event of like, the century? okay maybe the event of the year lah.

we were late late muthafuckin late man. i left home at like 6 30pm? the gates were opened at 5pm, and the opening act, N.E.R.D, came on at around 6 45pm!! SHIAT lol at this moment pris must be cursing me for not taking any signatures from them, and sad to say....

we missed N.E.R.D performing. so. no pictures. videos. or whatsoever.

anyway i chioooong down from lakeside to dhoby ghaut to meet kelvin and salty (xianwei). these 2 goons finally arrived after like so damn long can. chiong for a quick bite at burger king's before we set off for... FORT CANNING PARK!

it was a LONG walk up. least for me it wasn't that tiring. those 2 asses kept swearing and complaining... INFANTRY TRAINED YO!

anyway finally we reached there.. the staffs gave us this fan and a flag. apparently the fan was damn useful cuz the whole place was hot hot HOT its like being in an oven.. i was wearing a tee inside with a shirt outside so it doesnt make things better....

when we first reached there we saw this stage, with Redbull logos and stuffs and... NO ONE?! no one on stage, no one at the bottom of the stage, not even stage helpers. so we thought, okay everyone must be like taking a break now. so we wandered around the area. Harry's was there to sell drinks and food. also, official merchandise booths selling both the performing acts' tees and F1 tees were set up.

as we walked further in, we heard the sound of thumping music.. well apparently we were kinda dumb. the actual main stage was further inside! haha. and the crowd was like.... woah. and we felt as if we stepped into mini-america; everywhere we looked, ANG-MOHs! GOODNESS =D


the stage was rather huge. haha. when we reached there, Simple Minds were performing. i've no idea who the hell they are, i've never heard of their music, but well the atmosphere was good, the vibe was there, so i kinda enjoyed myself.


then we wandered around.. before we saw.. salty's aunt! gee man we didn't know her aunt was so hip! best thing is. her aunt went to buy like a dozen cups of beers + house wine! and keep forcing us to drink.... =(( of course, i drank like sips and small gulps. i had to take pictures and videos! and someone's gotta take care of those 2 jackasses shld they get wasted.... hahahahaha!

next act after Simple Minds.. ZZ TOP!

but before that, Lindsay Lohan came on stage to make an appearance. apparently she was hosting the F1 Rocks Singapore TV show. NOW, none of us even knew that the concert is gonna be made into a freaking TV show? gee man. but you can't really see her lah. she came out wearing one helmet. hahaha funny. epic thing was, she was spending sometime on stage rehearsing and stuffs, some of the audience were tired of waiting and began to chant, ZZ TOP ZZ TOP. hahahaha really man, if i were her i'll be embarrassed.

so anyway, ZZ TOP! a 3 piece band, consisting of 2 guitarist dudes with really damn long beards and 1 drummer. cowboy old school rockers?


They even covered Hendrix's Foxy! okay i guess that's pretty much the only song that i can recognise from their performance...... lol?


by this time salty's aunt's bf had already disappeared into the crowd, in hopes of getting some moshing or hardcore dancing. he came back, sad face, disappointed. and bitched to us about how singapore is ALWAYS LIKE THAT ONE LEH. hahaaha hearing an angmoh trying to speak singlish is hilarious. funny fella!


apparently the girl behind us doesn't seem too happy..... =/

okay anyway, so after ZZ Top ended their performances, its time for the biggest act for the night..

NO DOUBT.




unfortunately all the pictures are too blurred to be seen as i was not standing close to the stage. front line was madness, if you ask me.

then, in the middle of their entire performance for the night, Gwen Stefani told the crowd that its very hot and she's sweating like mad. her make-up's gonna fall off. then she pointed to the crowd below and ask some 2,3 fans of hers to come up! OMG. 2 of them even had towels prepared and went to help her wipe her sweat off her face and body HAHAHA. okay, guess i was too engrossed in that to take any photos or videos.









and the crowd there was like....









No Doubt performed most of their famous songs like Bath Water, Hey Baby, Running, Underneath It All, Ex-girlfriend and of course... the one and only Don't Speak. man, what a night.

anyway, we went to the toilet (those makeshifts cubicle ones) to take a piss. was waiting in line for one of the cubicle and the dude inside came out. kelvin was starting to go in when this 2angmoh girls and guy cut into our line.

girl 1: `scuse me, can i please go in first? i mean well look i'm pregnant here ya' all see *points to stomach*.

guy: yeah don't be rude to the lady! she's got a baby! *points to stomach*

girl 2: *looks, smile and shrugs at us*.

so the 3 of us were like o_O then kelvin went something like, YEAHH MAN GO ON, YOU CAN HAVE IT FIRST.


wow. she must be at least 2 or 3 months pregnant and is still drinking alcohol. UP THERE!

well they took a pretty much time so i went to queue for another one. when i stepped out this blonde bombshell came in immediately and almost bumped into me (my guess is she was pretty urgent). i didn't see that coming man! haha kelvin and salty were like, wa eric, you shocked anot?

of course! shellshocked by that damn blonde bombshell!

well then again, what is a concert without pretty girls? after a couple of drinks, i guess thats what alcohol will do to you- boost your fucking morale and gives you the courage to approach.... some Heineken girls :D


CHOY i don't mean the 3 of us are the pretty ladies.




this is the cutest and friendliest one :D i likey :$

HAHA.

well apparently they go around the whole venue helping ppl to take polaroids and giving them as souvenirs. guess they sure do have a whole shitload of films man.

salty left at around 11 45 to meet his friends for drinks outside. me and kelvin stayed on as we wanted to catch No Doubt performing their smash hit, Don't Speak.

kelvin was pretty smashed though, he drank a tad too much house wine and beer (courtesy of salty's HIP aunt). okay, shall not shame him on my blog. =p gahahahah.


more photos on my facebook!!


anyway, below are the 4 videos i took while there.

Don't Speak.


Running.


Ex-Girlfriend.


Hey Baby.



once again, thanks kelvin!

and finally, they said i'm not going to australia anymore. (with the army).

WA PIANG. okay la, i'm mostly happy about this cuz going there means i'll probably get arrowed doing something. plus, i've heard from many ppl saying there's absolutely nothing there to do and the whole place's like crap? i don't mean the cities of course, i've been to brisbane, sydney, and melbourne when i was young.. FUCKING KICK ASS AWESOME ahahaa.

well the long weekend is over. i can't believe i watched 2 movies in a day with mini, kelvin and jason man. i mean thats like the ultimate gayest thing ever but mini that asswipe is leaving for brunei for training so well...

we caught "9" at Bugis's Illuma and "Inglorious Basterds" at jurong point. 9 was alright, but the cinema was FUCKING COLD i swore 3/4 through the movie i was shivering and my teeth were slightly clattering. Inglorious Basterds was nice though it was longer than i expected. the main villian, one Colonel Hans of the Nazi SS, appears creepingly scary and evil in the flick. nice acting! of course, Brad Pitt's accent was damn good man. i especially love how the film was accompained by the various types of music. some parts even got my heart thumping.

okay, its kelvin's birthday tml! haha. happy birthday jackass.


looking at the calender now, its still roughly another year more to ORD man. sigh. long long way. man, my life is in such a stalemate now i don't know what to do later.

OFF TML!

The Pierces- Go To Heaven.

Hey, C'mmon
And take off all the clothes
That you have worn
And make love to me
Until the sun, comes up
Or until we decide
We are done

Hold me
Until
All the prayers
That go to heaven
Get an answer

You are absurd
You say the cutest things
I've ever heard
I don't think that
I could take another word

Oh my head
Might explode
And I might have to
Go to heaven

Love me
Love me
Love me

No, I said
I do not think that
It's all in your head
But we may not find out
Until we're dead

Or until the
Earth explodes
And everybody
Goes to heaven

Ohhhhh…..

ZIRCA was alright. House music all the way.

REBEL was screwed. i was all along in a sardine can for that part.. man that place could really double up as a sauna.

LUNAR...... chinese live band. my fren even though it was some Getai ROFL WTF LA.


and now i understand the concept behind "must open bottle!" yes kelvin, yes.

congratulations on JASON! on becoming a 2nd Lieutenant! one bar now liao. see him must greet him SIR! and salute him. oh nooooo. hahhahaha!

nevertheless his hard work finally paid off. where most of us are already 3rd Sergeants by now, he finally got his first leadership rank after like, 1 year? good job jason!

so today afternoon me, mini, yan han, kai wen and yiling went for his commissioning parade at SAFTI MI. i must say, this is the first time i saw so MANY girls dressed up so nicely for a parade. i don't even see that much girls dressed much so nicely for my BMT parade, and for ASLC parade. but still. eye-candies. gahahahahahaha

pictures will be up soon! as soon as i can get hold of my sister's laptop... or get a freaking SD Card reader for my own computer. gahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh argh.



oh look its 1.10am now. 13th Sept 2009. i've officially been in the SAF for 1 year.

one freaking year. time really files man. being a recruit just seemed like a few months back ago only.


this is the first post after my first book out from pulau tekong. Jaguar Company's Platoon 1, Section 3.

man. that island really brought back many many memories. i still have 2 notebooks in which i wrote about my life back then. one of them is compulsory to write as it acts as a journal, supposedly for us to "reflect" on our training.

the other is for writing at my own pace. there're a few entries which i wrote during my 6 days field camp, which proves to be the worst 6 days of my life. i shall type them out here.

Day 1

-8 km route march there. almost died on the way there. (yes i rmb this particular march, cuz the sun was blazing down on us plus the terrain was very uneven.)

-upon reaching, stood for about 15-20mins FBO (this was one stand i'll never forget. we just arrived but were not allowed to set down our field packs. the 15-20 mins lasted for what seemed like 5hours. the load on our back was very unbearable. you could see people fidgeting but trying to keep still if not we'll get more shit on us. never will i forget this.)

-all hell breaks loose now.

-given 10mins to pitch basha (basically, our tentages)

-of course, punishment again

-lessons

-at night, the first night i sleep without gortex jacket. freaking cold. (i absolutely cannot take cold weather =/)


Day 2

-lessons/trainings as usual

-rifle PT (physical training), then run around the compound. super shagged. (hell with morning PT, this could kill.)

-this is the day where it rained non-stop from Day 2 till Day 5.

-more punishments, of course.

-one asshole actually shat under a tree and didn't admit. as a result, all of us were punished in pumping position. (motherfucker didn't admit, we were treated to a treatment of push-ups and crunches. massive fuckings.)

-night time got walk. but halfway through it began raining super heavily..

-hence, sleeping with wet clothes + socks + boots..


Basically for Day 3 onwards our training got more intense, our fuckings increased, and of course our mind got more and more blank. pretty soon enough my uniforms smelt like the ammonia solution you have in your science chemistry lab. i swore it smelt EXACTLY like that, like your urine. no one bothered to complain, no one bothered to maintain cleanliness (what, come again?!), no one bothered to do anything.

Day 4 was shellscrape day. meaning we have to dig our own "graves". yes i cannot believed i dug from morning till evening. even then, it wasn't perfect. Day 5 was a surprise, cuz 10mins after we changed our uniforms, cleaned our rifles, we were treated to a mud bath.

technically by Day 3, 4 i observed something. most of us just sat down anywhere, anyhow. wherever we can find. no matter if its a puddle of mud, some squishy spot of grass, anywhere. and of course there'll be the soft SQUISSSSSSH sound once our butt comes into contact with the ground. disgusting huh.

Day 6 proves to be the best day of all, because by afternoon we were back in our camp. boy, i tell you, i never thought i would feel so emotional when i saw concrete buildings instead of trees. it feels so good to be back/near to civilisation where you can be assured that there's proper water for you to drink, proper resting areas, and most importantly, PROPER FOOD. not the shit-tasting combat rations we survived on for 6 days. that really made me take food not for granted.


BMT days were some of the best days of my life too. i found friendship (people like, Jit, my BMT Buddy, Kenny, Andy Low, Joel!), strength, and confidence. things i thought i could never do. most memorable was my 24km route march. the load was over-bearing. especially for the size of a guy like me, certainly that was an achievement. mind over body eric, mind over body. i passed out as a Private with pride. (although after the parade i went home and took a long 4 hours nap. my bed was the most beautiful thing that day.)


after that, i got posted to SISPEC's BSLC course as a SCT (Specialist Cadet Trainee). i was taught more advanced skills of an infantry section. Juilet Company, Platoon 2, Section 3.

there, life was slightly different cuz back in BMT, sleep wasn't what we were deprived off. our instructors made sure while we trained hard, we were also given sufficient rest. but here, if we could get 5hours of sleep, that was a good bonus. its mentally challenging as we would have lectures right after physical trainings, and no one was to sleep! unless you wanna book out on a saturday.

SISPEC was different in the sense that we were not treated like recruits. sure, we do get fuckings now and then but that's understandable since we tend to screw things up sometimes. there, i found friendship in Wei Chuan, Yong Lee, Jun hao!, Yu ze. especially Wei Chuan, always trying to guai lan and talk cock with me. haahaha.

life as a trainee might be damn tiring, but when you look back you realise how much fun you had with everyone. because everyone is subjected to equal loads of shit, you tend to seek comfort in the company of fellow friends and try to make the best outta it. you talk about what you're gonna do after you ORD, you gossip about your OC being such a faggot, about the platoon sergeant who acts like a sissy, about the latest issue of FHM with the 2 hot twins on the cover page.

all of us share everything together.


it was during this phase of training that i injured my ankle. i was running through the bushes and i didn't notice there was a depression in front of me. come to think of it, it was actually a ledge/kerb that led to this hole/depression but unfortunately it was covered with grass. i felt nothing below my feet and before i knew it.... OUCH!!!

the pain shot up from my feet to my ankle. very quickly, my face was scrunched in pain and i gave a yelp. my fren ran over and my sergeant (he was an asshole, seriously) slowly walked over.

eh, you. can anot?

-_- obviously not.. so i slowly limped back to the medic post... ONLY TO FIND THAT THE MEDIC IS SITTING ON THE JEEP AND MAKING HIS ROUNDS AROUND THE TRAINING AREAS.

i just lied down on the bench, trying not to think about the pain in my feet, and one of the storeman came over with a plastic bag and some ice. i took out my foot from my boot and began to apply some ice on it. OUCH OUCH OUCH.

worse still.... they didn't arrange for me to go back to camp to see the doctor. as it was the last day already, i still have to follow them for the rest of the trainings and board the bus back to camp in the afternoon. so i'm limping around, carrying my field pack and all my load.

talk about care for soldiers.... fuck that. no choice, i think they training us to tahan pain. rofl.

i was given 2 days rest (coincidentally that was over the weekend) and next monday... i sprained the same leg again. -_- only its a minor sprain, as the terrain i was walking over was uneven.

so when it came to doing my final SOC test, of course i flunked that. i was practically limping for some parts of the running! and the sad thing was, during my 28km march, i sprained a 1x GOOD TIME DIP DIP bad sprain. i was about at the 20km when i slipped on the rocky terrain and thankfully i grabbed my fren's arm before i fell. but the damage was done. heh my PC still think i chao keng... i limped for another 2-3km to the next rest point before falling out....


so after the 28km march, we had our parade. to signify the end of our BSLC course. i was dealt with a bigger blow... (at this point i rmb, it was 14 Feb 09, Valentine's Day! how sadddd)

i got posted to ASLC. nvm. CHARLIE COMPANY. i'm so fucked. that's the worst company to be in of all. haha it wasn't that bad after all when i found that soe also got posted there too! same platoon too!! we laughed at one another. i mean, well.... make ourselves feel better?

i endured 2 weeks of training there before i was declared OOC (out of course). my ankle couldn't take all the walking and running. sooner or later i would have fractured it, no doubt. but i still got to go through the weapons training. =D at least i got some firing experience haha.


and so i was delegated to doing sai kang in the company. heh no problem, there was soe there too! thereafter, i got posted to Military Intelligence.


life there was totally different. it being not a combat environment, there was no requirement for me to stay-in. no bunks for me. hell, not even 5BX in the morning. the only company and friend i had for (in my branch) was Weihan. haha man if not for him i supposed i would have died of boredom inside. there were still other good people too, like Ram, Gere (my upper study who taught me nothing but "go breakfast at 9am!"), John, Freddy, Keith, Kuman, Justin.. and the new guys Linus, Kevin, En Rui, Bryon!

and i was required to use my brain. as in, seriously, use my brain. instead of leading my men into combat, i'm required to perform some tasks using computers and maps. can't really explain it here, but yes, its different from the combat environment.

totally not my cup of tea. i'm looking forward to more chiong-sua, more garang stuffs but..... you can't really complain. my frens said they would die to have my vocation. haha. well it has its perks. i get to book-out daily. OTOT canteen breaks. air-con environment (though thats not a perk to me at all).


well, that prolly sums up my one year in NS. one more year left for me. just hope that it goes smoothly. no more injuries. who knows, i MIGHT get posted out to somewhere else again, if need be. you never know....


once again, congratulations JASON SIR!

exactly a year more to getting my life back.

9 Sept 2010.

countdown starts today. =)



and then we'll all go, ORD LO!!! :D

monday was Army Family Day!!

and it was also the last day of the Army Open House 09! how awesome! i see some army regulars bringing their wives, children, cousins, friends along to catch the latest army technology and various equipment!

BEST OF ALL. everyone in the formation is entitled to a day/half-day off! depending on which branch you are at...



EH YOU KNOW TODAY FAMILY DAY RIGHT? GO HOME LAH....

EH GUYS WAIT. JUST NOW MR CHEONG SAY WE 10AM CAN GO OFF LIAO!

WA POWER LA! 10AM?! NOW ALREADY 9 30AM LIAO LEH! QUICK GO CHANGE TO CIVI! SONG BO... EH ERIC, WHY YOU STILL SITTING THERE?





i'm the duty specialist for that day..........................................................................




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='(

CCB.

lim was feeling emo.... showed me this.

You may not be her first, her last, or her only. She loved before she may love again. But if she loves you now, what else matters? She’s not perfect - you aren’t either, and the two of you may never be perfect together but if she can make you laugh, cause you to think twice, and admit to being human and making mistakes, hold onto her and give her the most you can. She may not be thinking about you every second of the day, but she will give you a part of her that she knows you can break - her heart. So don’t hurt her, don’t change her, don’t analyze and don’t expect more than she can give. Smile when she makes you happy, let her know when she makes you mad, and miss her when she’s not there." -Bob Marley



awwwww. cheer up lim. HA. still have tecky and me. zouk next week? ROFL

screamo SIOL rofl.

the army open house was pretty good, i got to see how the inside of a chinook looks like.

soe was a jackass all week; he got posted to a reservist camp which is just beside my camp. technically, if there're no ICT going on, he has nothing to do.

he's been booking out at 2.30pm all the time since he got posted there. that's solid evidence man.


anyways pretty soon i'm gonna be going to another camp for a week as i'm attached for some course. finally.




hopes dashed. dreams smashed. nothing really more painful than this.