最熟悉的陌生人
A song that i always play on my computer everything i open itunes. everytime i hear that song.... there is always a kind of sadness in me(i kinda like songs that strikes a chord with my feelings), that it has to happen to me too... not that i am regretting, just that it has to end up this way. Just another stranger that i knew so well, walking pass each other like just another faceless person in this whole. i always wonder why she had that constant worrisome look on her face. or issit just me? maybe its just me.
and i don't wanna stop to ask why. don't wanna open the rifts of anger and sadness again for her.
well, i hope her current person in her life treats her well.
at least i'm just gong. some people are boh tao nao.
today had been a pretty interesting day. actually i was about to go take a nap, when i decided to jump out of my bed to write about it. ok, nothing special about the morning, i woke up at 545 today thou. freak out... then after some tossing and turning i decided to drag the whole 1.83m of my existance off the bed at 645. somehow i spent too much time in the toilet today, and when i finished my morning routine minus my breakfast, i had reached the time to go school. but luckily i don't feel hungry.
the trip to school was as monotonic as u can imagine. and two indian workers jumped queue in front of me. a lil pissed by those two buggers, but i'm too sleepy to think. then things are getting more interesting from here. 315 was the same gales and earthquakes. but today there were thunder claps as well! he blowed, he knocked, and he coughed today. our dear lecturer is sick.... aw.... so poor thing. he gave us some 'pointers' about the exams, so i must show him some face today. was also telling howard jokingly not to help jialin and shiying read the slides, so we can both strike off 2 competitors for our grades! haha... *evil* no la, we don't do that, we are freaking A students leh, need to do that meh............. boh yia lah, and boh koh leng also. but i brought my useless lecture notes oso, shows my effort ok! they ought to up my grade by 1 lv! heh... it has to be the best 315 lect so far, all laughs and productive.
nx up is lunch. today i am kinda hungry, so i ordered a portion that's geh mee. i think maybe we are kinda early, the auntie gave me so much more. got more mushroom, and 1 more meatball too! and of course, much more mee oso. wah.... macam geh liao like that, 50c cheaper. i sound like some kind of cheapo, but what to do, engineering student, i look at the relative value, not exact. like 20% tan dio, feel so shiok, sibeh kio tio kinda feeling.
after went ihub. wah today so empty. at 11am that is. proceed to sit down somewhere, logged in, before went over to talk to xueying. she looks so terok, tired and bushed. so asked her what she doing la. wahpiang..... know what?! she STILL doing hrm! their group everything is not do as a group but as individuals. she is so stressed until she dunno how to do peer review. so i explained to her its just putting what she think about her group members into words. think she so stressed she can't do it anymore. so i tried to help her out by trying to type a sample version for her, illustrating wat i was telling her all along(dun siao siao ok, last time i oso wrote my fair share of testimonials for my guys). then, she said wat i typed is the complete description of one of her group members! WAH! 4D how come not so CHIEN?! *hint hint* so in the end, she said how she felt, i help her type into words. must help help la, if not how she can do all those things? she still got presentation tmr which she has to do ALONE... wat kind of crap arrangement is dat? to round everything up at ihub, howard showed me a clip on a flying lawn mower. watch with my mouth open, not because i'm so facinated, but more of 'WAHLAU..... YOU SIBEH BOHLIAO!'
after leaving ihub i went up to my tutorial room. usually the hour before there's no lessons in my tut rm. today i went up, and saw a few pple inside. ok la, the usual pple who hangs around tut rms before the nx lesson. so just in case ah, i checked my time table. yup, tr66. *click* the door open. immediately it prompted the lady at the teachers table to turn and look at me. i walked in, towards a empty seat, all along under the watchful eye of dat lady. and i realised, her partner is also doing the same thing, with a look of 'astonishment'. first i looked at myself, my bag, my sandals, my butt. then i proceed to smell myself(no la, i didn't do that!). ya... i'm still a human, not mr ah meng leh. why look at me macam a zoo exibit that escaped from my cage? or are they thinking 'why this fella so no manner ah..... we tak ceh u suka suka walk in like dat, so cheeng somemore....' so i asked them with my most ah beng frown, look and voice 'you got tutorial here?' 'No' 'Then diao simi diao?!'(ok that was silently in my heart la... note i nv say 'diao simi lanjiao'. if i said that i would have called myself a LJ. that wud b so cum lan) anyway i got my answer from those 2 ladies.
nx i proceed to angel's hall for some divine help. first thing i saw is her flushed-red face.
somehow redness always make her look even sweeter. i had so much doubts abt the 426 tutorials she gave me. it deserves a vulgarity! Fuck 426 and delta sigma convertors. ok... i song oredi, can proceed now. so i asked her questions and she pounded me with theories that gave me a spin in the head. i nod nod, geh geh a bit, if not she gonna say i stupid again.
how many times must i say, i m Gong, not Stupid! no la... she never say that, she always treat me very well, despite me always bullying her(she claims that). then she gave me the answer on why those 2 gals are so shocked to see me. 'because they suddenly saw such a black THING came in'. not that wearing black today helped my cause, well.... i have to accept that. then i was telling her how cs and i were chained together for 447, she said 'like 2 dogs together rite?!' and broke into a hearty laugh. wah.... now who's the one bullying her? but well,
she's still cute, and helped me with 426, so i FORGIVE her... magnanimous leh.... like real.
so 426 tut passed kinda boringly, followed by 445 tut. machine gun's tut. he went off rattling, like i already said, machine gun. and he like to write in red ink on the white board. for goodness sake, i am oredi short sighted, but don't make me blind! the only interesting happened that broke the monotony was wendnia dropping her pencil case. she let out a lil squeal, and i proceeded to pick up her stuff. her perfume is sweet and fruity, i like the fragrance. and she look a bit auntie when she looked up at me from her specs. i want to laugh oso must restrain... tut leh... after that was feedback time. she said wanna kill the tutor with her feedback, i broke into a smile which she noticed. she never asked me oso la, we not so seck yet. today chinese is not working here, so use hanyu pinyin ah... jui4 du2 fu4 ren2 xing1!
well.... after that was 447. the best part of the day. today the PRC scholars once again demostrated their capabilities to point out errors in the solutions which leaves cs and i scratching our balls(not in public la, more of in the mind). but once again they showed us their intelligence is beyond our realm when they keep asking the tutor the same question. initially was 1, then there was 2, then 4, then 5(ha... you think this is a geometric progression meh?). it goes something like this,
PRC student1: Sir, why never minus one?
PRC lecturer: because its active, the V is much higher, so we ignore the -1
PRC student1: Sir, but the number very close, how to ignore?
PRC lecturer: can ignore because V is higher
PRC student2: Sir, but in this case, the number will make a difference if we ignore.
PRC lecturer: can ignore, because the value is higher
PS3(sian liao so short form): but Sir, if in exams, we write -1 can or not?
PL: no, because its wrong
PS4: Sir, why is it wrong?
PL: because i think it is wrong.
PS2: so Sir, if we write in exams we get marks or not?
PL: no because its wrong.
PS5: but Sir, why wrong since the values so near?
IS1(india student): Ya Sir, should -1!
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all the while
CS and I: na beh la.... don't waste my time, he say wrong oredi wat more u want? exams go write your eqn and test him la.
see i just gong, not weird(more singaporeanly appropriately, cum lan). these people never went through army these people, dunno wats the meaning of the phrase 'dunno wats good for them'. ai.... study so much EQ still kosong. i admit their IQ is >150 type, but wahlau buey hiao zo lang mana boleh? den lesson end liao lor. suddenly you see a small group of students in the front. all singaporeans! doing wat? copying tutorial solns! ha! we all jin cham ah.... how to fight like dat? then cs oso go up copy copy, after he finish, he turn back and say 'see still got anyding to copy...' then i tell him 'wah.... really very singaporean! pple haven finish so you oso want to go back and see got anymore ah?' hahaha..... i lagi power, 'u finish copy lend me zap can?' hahaha.... sorry ah.... i'm sporean, and LAZY! *siam gan dang and cao guay neng*
so how? can survive ah?
I Ad student OK! yalor...
a 'D' student.... please.... at least C la.... hehhehheh...
Gong Kia's top ten list 3
On today's top ten list, we are going to list 'The Top Ten reasons why guys like NS'
10) So that we can impress our gals by saying 'I know how to drive that Bionix ok!'
9) And we can impress our gals AGAIN by saying 'I officer ok!'(ya... occifer more like it...)
8) Who can get more free air tickets to countries like Australia, New Zealand, South Africa, France, Taiwan, Thailand?
7) So we can say 'Aiya.... you've never been through army, you dunno one la....'
6) We get to learn new jargons like 'BoBo King', 'Horlan', 'Sign Extra' and the classic 'Gap Gap Gap!'
5) We all know the pyrotechnics in movies are fake. (you believe 1 grenade can blow up one whole building meh?)
4) And we also KNOW the SAF advertisements are all FAKE! Or more appropriately, XIAN XIAO one!
3) We can also hao liao how we can run the 2.4 below 10 and do over 20 chin ups.
2) We learn about office politics and how to see who's your real friends.
And on today's top ten list of 'Why Guys like NS'
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1) You get to make a lot of good friendships and brotherhood that you know will last forever!
how a guy should treat his gal
tonight isnt really the ideal night to be studying.... in front and behind my block all have block activities. i was just sitting here reading about sigma delta converters when i thought of the phone call i had two nights ago. of course, there is no link between the two. that shows how much my attention span is.
it made me wonder, how a guy should treat his gal. in an ideal world of love, i believe that gals are supposed to be taken care by guys, loved by guys, sheltered by guys, protected by guys. have to be there for her when she needs u(and even when she doesn't). listen to her when she talks, grumble, whine... lend her a shoulder when she crys. joyful when she's happy, conforting when she's sad. stay by her when she's sick, miss her when she's away.
but i suppose what is most important is the sense of security and stability. gals want to be able to retreat into a warm embrace that will forever be there for her. a place where she can be safe from the outside world, a haven where she can nestle in the world of love, a fireplace that warms her heart. the feeling of being protected... is there not a gal who wants her man to provide that very basic requirement. the most basic and yet the most important value in a relationship.
to be loved, like a newborn baby to her mom...
but are all guys capable of doing that? sometimes we don't. and sometimes we don't have a choice. we can't always be there all the time. but one thing i'm sure is we always try our best to do it. be it rain or shine, summer or winter, guys out there will agree with me. if you love her, you will always stand by her and protect her. even when we are down and out, we sound like we don't care... but we do... we try to be sensitive, and we need sensitivity as well.
to be understood, like a mentor to his protege
and what is needed is a little bit of compromise... you give and take, i take and give. when we accept that, it would be an ideal love, in each other's eyes.
and if that don't work out, don't force it anymore... there will be someone else there who would be the one to love and protect you. and you can be the one to love him back...
Fate and Destiny.... if you believe in them....
A routine morning?
Sunday.... 24th of October. well, i thought its gonna be just another day, another morning to boot. exams are near, there's no difference in which day it is in the week anymore. i suppose that's the general concensus. kinda reminds me of trench digging, where there is no difference between day and night. so today, the first moment my eyes decided that it's time to open up, my bedside clock told me the same story. 645am. that's 1 thing i hate, no matter i sleep at 12 or at 4, i always wake up at 645am. the usual stuff, so i decided to pull up my blanket and carry on my mini hibernation, *zzz* until 745am. the sun is up, its a glorious day! pulled myself off the bed and proceed to brush my teeth... and i saw the dark rings beneath the windows to my soul. wooo.... how i lack quality sleep. yea....... i swallowed 4 mouthful of water and began my morning exercise routine. its always good to end it 40 minutes later, with blood flowing all over inside and perspiration on the outside. had a little rest before i went to take a bath. nice and soothing.... oooooo..... wonder if it feels better then sex. before i can come to a conclusion, my tummy growled - breakfast time. here comes the interesting part(as far as i'm concern), i decided that the plain bread and some custard bun is not really the ideal situation for such a beautiful morning, i looked for fresher options. 4 eggs in the basket, stack of cheese in the fridge, unopened luncheon meat. pepper... soy sauce... unfortunately no sesame seed oil(or shd i say i didnt notice where it was), i decided to cook my own breakfast. oh........ when's the last time i did it.... 6 months ago? so out comes the margarine and the pan. 'fire in a hole!' as i lit up the stove. the sound of sizzling margarine on the hot pot..... ooooooo..... lovely..... beat up the eggs, with a pinch of pepper and soy sauce. and diced the luncheon meat i did. first to go in, the small cubes of luncheon meat. *even louder sizzles* i twirlled my spatula aka the cook in oliver's twist(the tv cooking show, not the book). the popping of small bits of meat add to the noise i'm creating. 2 mins, off they go onto another plate. next is the eggs. here's where all my mistakes comes in. 4 eggs are just too much for my pan... but nonetheless i whack them all in. put into small fire in case they overcook. well.... a mistake is a mistake, but in cooking, it can be another beginning of a nice dish. too bad in this case it wasn't. i like my eggs harder on the outside, and a lil smooshy on the inside. this time can't do it, i have to add the cheese in. and another grave mistake, i tried to flipped the egg. it was way too big, so only half got flipped. messed up the shape. so i decided to flip it back, by now in which there are holes and a crumpy edge. *frowns* obviously i haven't been cooking for a long time. anyway, i laid the cheese bit by bit onto the egg, waited for it to melt before i pour in the rest of the cooked luncheon meat on top. too much meat, wasn't really the result i wanna see. was hoping more of a pizza look, now its..... errr.... just luncheon meat on egg. well... its done... simple fare. time for the taste test.... it wasn't that bad, but the taste didn't mix in well. and the meat did not stick to the egg as well as i hope it would(too much of it). but its ok in taste generally but looks horrible. and i hate it when the meat just rolls off my egg when i attempt to cut them into smaller pieces. so u wanna to cook well, u must practice. but i think i know what i should do. next time,
2 eggs, 1/5 of a can of luncheon meat, 2 slices of cheese, plus some mushroom. should be better the next time. well, so i rounded it off with some cherry tomatoes(actually can throw it in as well, can add to more juicy feel). drown everything down with a cup of cooling herbal tea. mmmmm..... satisfied...... ooooooooooo.....
better then sex? ha...
but i'm sure ready for my 426 now!
水浒传之英雄列位
I was surfing the net the other day and found these marvellous pictures! Quickly downloaded some pictures which i recognised the characters. And they are also the ones who i really like in the novel as well.
林冲
This picture really brings out the image and charisma of my favorite character in the novel. Not only does he possessed the fighting skills and valor, he is also a man of integrity and honor! One of the character that i hope to emulate in my life.
卢俊义
The rich noble, by strategy of 吴用, got invited to the marsh. Like him because he is humble, and despite his noble background, did not challenged for the title of head of the marsh. In my opinion he would made a better leader than 宋江.
花荣
Oh... 花荣 has to be one of the younger and more established character in the marsh. Capable at a young age and handsome, he is a archery marksman! I always like characters in chinese novels who are good at archery. Admire him for his capabilities, and his respects for his friends and brothers.
and here's another 4 great pictures!
徐宁
武松
鲁智深
吴用
赵云, 字:子龙
常山赵子龙,一身都是胆!
My Idol in Romance of the Three Kingdoms
A Void of Sorrow or Happiness
I'm walking a thin wire again these days. I risking something which i prefer not to see for now. its not expected, just that it just came along...
My exams are coming, so many subjects to study. for once, i have zero confidence in all my subjects. and i can't believe that i am still having such a good mood.... since like 2-3 weeks ago. maybe its the beer, maybe its just that i'm like the same person 6-7 years ago. i was almost never angry, never provocated, never sad, always happy, always cheerful. i'm probably pretty close to that again, and for that i am happy for myself. just maybe i have got past a certain barrier in my mind, or should i say a stumbling block. i must say the turning point have to be the week after the term break, where i controlled my emotions pretty well. ever since then its all the way up! from then, i haven't see the need to fill that little void that was always empty in me. and instead, i made a decision to fill it up again, with something else. its called
HAPPINESS. sometimes, you thought, by doing 1, you can get happiness. or maybe not, do 2 and get that happiness. but 1 and 2, sometimes give u, not happiness, but sorrow and hurt. and its sticky... it sticks like superglue. but Happiness.... is just the opposite. its like fluid water... it can flow away in a second's time if you are not careful. it can also be like glacier, fixed and solid. i put in a glacier, filled up with my kind of happiness. a pure kind of happiness... like bestowed from heaven. but that doesn't mean the void will not take in anymore. happiness has no limit... i love to have more, and always to share them with anyone else out there. to purge the sorrow and hurt if your void is filled with it, and filled it up with love and happiness!
Now.... the thin wire i'm trending, is heading in a direction that i can't see clearly.... hope, soon, the end of it will come soon, and my destination be seen.... be it what i hope or not, i'll still be happy, that i'm for once very sure...
Gong Kia's Top Ten List 2
Today, the top ten list is 'Top Ten reasons why I want to learning cooking'
10) So I can say, 'if Gong Kia can cook, so can you!'
9) So my mom won't always nag at me when I ask her what's for lunch.
8) No more need to tahan lousy hawker food.
7) Then I have one more objective in Liberty instead of just visiting the 4-D outlet.
6) So I know how to get rid of the excess food in the fridge.
5) So I can whip up dishes like Sweet and Sour Pork, Kong Pao Chicken, and Drunken Prawns!
4) So I can tell girls, 'Wahlau.... you don't know how to cook.....'
3) So I can say 'I did the cooking.... you do the washing....'
2) So I can tell my mom, 'Ma, I do the cooking, you go take a rest.'
And the No 1 on today's top ten list on 'Why I want to learn cooking'
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1) So that I can cook a lovely dinner for my family and my beloved one!
mean machines...
Singapore roads are not worthy of these mean machines man.... but of course, i won't mind if someone buy it for me. woohoo..... ahsoon is asking his mom, i'm not so picky, anyone will do. hakhakhak....
Can someone buy me that car? Carlos Sainz of Citroen WRC team. Thou i would really prefer the champion's car... Sebestian Loeb.
A lovely smile is what you need...
today, i felt like going back all the way to infantry training again. walked and walked and walked... actually its not that serious, i just exaggerated. i had breakfast with my sis this morning. well.... she decided to bring her laptop along, so i effectively became her porter for the morning. and she's going to ntu too, ha... how convenient... so i was trudging around with her heavy laptop(there were additional weights inside...) but i'm kinda used to it so it wasnt that bad. but somehow she had to buy something for someone so we took longer then usual. so was walking around.... and my left shoulder still ache now... inbalanced load. not good.
well... we got onto a 179 heading to school eventually. in the process i made a pretty amusing decision. i told myself, since been walking so much, might as well walk somemore. as i was heading to the annex, i decided to alight at hall 2. i knew that slope leads straight up, just that its kinda long. but i just walked up.... boy was i perspiring when i reached the top. the pple at the SAO must be thinking this fella is so desperate for their signature... ran all the way here. well, actually i perspire pretty easily. what do they call that, high metabolic rate? that sounds nice, maybe a more layman term call weak is more appropriate. well... i got my signature, then was heading down to canteen B to meet hanren for lunch. time to claim my free YDH. so i was walking towards the stairways leading to s4. then i saw a stairways leading down to s3 too. i thought since s3 is nearer, i should go there. so decided to take that path, and my first time too. got down there, the door is locked..... so today had to walk more, again.... the stair leads all the way down to the heritage centre... so went down and came up again towards canteen B. meet hanren, had our lunch. talked a bit to him about that marriage issue. he also found it hard to believe. but well... its her decision. so if you think you've seen weird decisions, there are weirder ones out there... but he told me oso... sometimes pple dun end up with the pple they love the most. and find someone who loves u more then u love him/her. well...well... anyway.... he had to go for a lesson so we went our separate ways... i bought some fruits, wanted to give to angeline, because she said she's sick (initially wanted to borrow some tutorials from her, but well... they are not available yet...) so i got some honeydew and kiwi, and headed towards hall7. saw mona, and she flashed her beautiful smile yet again. pretty... always brightens up my day when i see her smile. but no time for chitchat, so quickly went down the slope towards angel's room. got there, saw her slippers, ha... thought she's inside. can give her a lil surprise ah.... well... she told me to give her some time alone in her room. *knock knock*..... *silence*..... *knock knock*..... *silence*..... out came the marvel called handphone! *allo.... huh? u at tutorial room ah?!* ai......
zo lang kiang jui ho, mai ge kiang.... so my ge kiang-ness made me walk a bit more. no doubts,
definitely a ji ba hun 100% gong kia. Prof Oei will agree with me on that. so i proceed up to tutorial room 96 to give her the fruits, which by then had become warm already. its really blistering today, yet again.... and yes, u've got it, i was like a walking waterfall again. first person i saw was angeline listening to radio, then minli and dunlin. i knocked and stick my head in. dunlin was kinda surprised at a sudden intrusion of a black face, minli must b just sick of seeing me again. probably reminds her of algorithm or something. yucks..... sorry..... i don't know whats that either... rite howard? ALGORITHM.... angel was still sitting there not knowing of the arrival of the free-flowing perspiring gong kia, until minli called her. ha.... she is a cute sight. her nose slightly red, made her look sweeter. passed her the fruits, had a short short chat. told her to rest more, which i know she won't listen to. and yes, a
trademark lovely smile from her... that's what all the walking is worth. and off i went to lib 2 to try to find a textbook. saw daozheng scribbling some stuff... matlab stuff.... yikes.... he looks stressed out.... hahaha.... ya, its matlab for goodness sake! i know nuts about it... then i saw miss AI who's just beginning to slaughter her chicken chop... it looks pretty nice, but she told me after it was pretty bad.... oh.... anyway.... i reached my lib 2... and hell... the books not available.... ai.... and last of all.... got onto 199 and went home....
but the smile is enough to cover the 'expenses'.
its amazing how a smile can brighten up a person's day. especially those from little kids and babies... the real, innocent smiles...
i'm beginning to grow old already... but i hope that smile of a child will always stay somewhere in me, always....
Of Love or Madness....
I was talking to a friend who's getting married next month. She used to be someone i liked so much, that i believed that she is worth all the sorrow there ever is in the world. At that time that is... i managed to leave that part behind, after a few years. The gal that broke my heart into a million pieces. She said she never knew how much she meant to me, and i never knew what was on her mind. Only until recently then she knew how i felt back then. But, i'll never know how she felt or how she thought, many years ago, and till now.... its still the same story.
She's getting married, to a guy she don't love. She said she wants freedom in a relationship, and yet what i know is she wants commitment. she wants her man to be commited to her, and love her. and she wants stability, financially in my opinion. but.... my point is..... how can anyone marry someone who he/she don't love?! she told me.... these days, divorce rates are so high, and she don't discount the chance that hers will end up that way too. WHAT?! WHAT DID SHE JUST SAY?! even before she gets married, she's giving up already.... in this situation, what am i to say to her? she's getting married in 1 month's time, exactly. tell her 'hey! this man is not for you!' can i? i dunno how to say that.... even her best friend don't think its correct either. and yet, she made a decision that got us all so shocked.
is it of love or of madness? i don't wanna judge anything, but as far as i feel, its pure madness.... finding a man who is committed to her, and love her, she did. but finding someone who do, and she returning that same love, she didn't. I can't believe it! i didn't believe it when she stuck with a boyfriend back then, just because she felt he is committed to him. now i still can't believe she is marrying someone who is committed to her, and yet she DON'T LOVE him.... or is marriage just an union by law, where you sign this deed in ROM, legally binding him to her? or choosing marriage as a confirmation, to keep this man who is committed to her by her side always? right choice, wrong choice.... who's to decide? hell no, its definitely not me to do it. all i did was to tell her 'i hope you find love in that 1 month's time' her reply was simple enough 'i will have to because i can't turn back the clock' is it remorse over the decision? hope not.... and i have gave up trying to understand her anymore.... failing miserably for the past 8 years....
Heaven saves us all.....
Wonders..... Dreams.....
I was reminded of dreams just now when i read Ting's blog just now. somehow, she has all the luck to be having dreams of guys giving her cuddles and smooches.... well.... my dreams? the most recent one was having me almost getting killed by someone in broad daylight. I remember his 12-inch blade aiming straight at my stomach. well.... in dreams.... i have particular good reflexes.... i managed to miss that. why.... have i been doing too much evil deeds? i haven't been a bad person.... i get sick all the time, get injured all the time, get bad dreams.... or maybe in my previous life i had been a horrible person. probably.... another dream which has been etched into my mind, happened during my sec sch days. mind u.... its SECONDARY SCHOOL days! imagine how it stayed in my memory.... anyway... it goes this way: i was in my school's technical block. it was the old design school block, where only the 2 ends have the exit staircase. it was at this moment a colorful cobra appeared! it was shiny as well.... reflecting light from it's shimmering green and blue scales... and it talks too! i can't remember what it told me either... but i do remember the running part.... i ran and ran and ran.... somehow that short technical block has become the 21km army half marathon route... (thou i've never ran in it before) when i finally reached the other end, there was ANOTHER cobra! then i was cornered by the 2 cobras.... i had no choice but to jump from the 3rd story..... sounds short huh? the running was LONG! my goodness..... i was perspiring like a waterfall when i woke up.... (yes... i remember this part).... it was pure madness....
And those are dreams.... in the mind.... what about my dreams in life? When i was younger... i thought of becoming a doctor. my bro got 261 2A*, got into rv. my sis got 262 3A*, got into rv. my turn at PSLE, i tot i will get 263 4A*! easily..... ha..... it really turns out to be a huge bubbly DREAM! i got 1A*, for each A* less, you minus 10 points. the maths i'm sure u can figure it out... its my fault... because i didnt really study hard for my PSLE. so there goes my first image of myself being child prodigy. so got into jss. then thought of becoming a soldier. Lucky that one didn't come true.... if not i might have been dipped in water and gone to hell to meet my... ancestors.... so much for being a pride then... well... then my doctor dream came back again for a while, because i managed to get into the triple science class! like winning eleven goes 'Chance, Chance!'... my joy was shortlived.... more then 20 people appealed into the class, and 20 people got kicked out. I was the last person after 3 rounds, with another classmate. My dreams.... shattered. I got into a jc that i would rather forget. not because of the school, more of my 2 years spent there. it was..... as a matter of fact..... just forgettable. thou i have fond memories of my chemistry and physics tutor having so much high hopes for me, despite my physics being a constant F and E... Chemistry hovers around D C and the occasionaly B, so its good. A lv results... i can say i didn't let them down... but all my dreams of being a doctor.... gone..... gone...... gone............ no biology................................................... armed with my A lv results, i attempted to apply for a LSA for the post of AEO(Air Engineering Officer). the minimun requirement was AAB B3 for chinese and GP. *pop* went my plans. plus the other 3 friends together with me, it was a massive *BOOM*! so.... followed all the rest of the usual path... NS...
entered army days 03041999..... spent so happily. had a really fun BMT, because i aint in the scholar batch. was mixing with all the jabalang jc students! hahaha.... it was hilarious at times. i remember the best time, my section crushed some newspaper, tape them up with scotchtape. then we played football in my bunk! hahaha.... end result, someone scored, the ball flew out of the door and down to the fall in area.... Sergeant Oh came out..... 'Platoon 4 fall in!'.... the rest is history..... Whiskey 4 Section 3 Bed 6! next up came my infantry training... huff and puff through most of it..... learnt all the weapons, demolition, mines, drills....(maybe take out the mines, all i knew was the claymore!) went to taiwan and brunei. got to know those heros which i mentioned, and got finally got posted to GSMB. back then the whole world dunno what GSMB is. Everyone thought its general supply and maintenance base. since i was going there for a logistical post, everyone wants to keep contact with me, so they can change their SBOs, boots, uniforms... etc etc. whatever is kit-exchangable, you name it... but heaven decreed that i be relieved of such hassle, as i was reassigned by my S1 to the MTline to do other paperwork. ha.... that's where people start disappearing.... scared i will be bringing the stack of paperwork to borrow vehicles from them! ha...... no of course not..... they are all busy with their work. where are they gonna find the time to entertain me? GSMB is a great place, as far as not considering my S4. the level below is all great.... the MTline people are great, QM side too. i got my first injury of my life in GSMB....(oh.... GSMB is General Support and Maintenance Battalion) my extensively damaged my right ankle ligaments. was out of action for nine months (which i mean no soccer....) ever since then, my ankle hurts whenever i run. and in camp i can't run because i am forever on excused running. getting caught by anyone is gonna be heavy duty arrows! so i got pretty plump back then. praise the efforts of Ayer Rajah Camp chicken wings! put KFC to SHAME! 70c for a crispy, fried to perfection, wing! and not forgetting the hotdog bread, tuna bread, 3 wings mee soup, $2 nasi lemak! now i'm hungry..... woooo........... i gained 14kgs in army... from a 65kg to 79kg when i ORDed. goodness..... but now i'm back to ~70kg, kinda light actually. hahaha.... fresh from army, thrust into the world of being an undergrad. Hell.......... is cooler then NTU. its a freaking HOT place.... like being thrown into a pot of blistering knife brand cooking oil! I survived mostly... after some real hard work. Had a gal.... but broke up.... now i really wanna say i was really an arse.... for not giving it another chance. she hates me now... i know it. i've seen what she written about me... but i have nothing against her for feeling that. Because..... I broke her Heart...... anyway.... that's a part of life.... my life. Year 2 was better, know a brand new bunch of friends due to EID. it was fun too, comms skill got to know more friends. There were ups and downs, but i went through them like everyone else.
Its never plain sailing, if it is... Life is never an adventure! third year was hell... and so i thought at that time. it was my hardest time in NTU, school work or private life. i got sick during my exams, all morale down and going through a tough patch. my friends said i look like a sick terrorist.... so different i look.... i might have been caught by ISD and be suspected as a JI member. Will always remember the state i was in for the very last paper.... nose running like the road runner, my head spinning, heart aching. my tissue paper ran out on the 45min mark. it was disaster..... how i look like.... u can imagine.... but i got my fresh breath of air after another 75min. I breathed in so hard.... my lungs almost choked with the mucus my nose is churning out (yukes you say? hahhahaha)... year 3 in NTU is over! IA..... boring...... boring....... boring................................ Back to year 4... story to be continued....
so the point is.... what's my dream now? my dream? dream......... i'm still wondering..........
creeping and crawling.....
I've got a bit of time.... to look around my room.... its all messed up. just an indication of exam's coming up real soon. my plan today is to creep by creature 426, try hard not to wake this horrendus monster, and slew its left leg off before it knows what had happened! yes.... i've got my creaking armor on, to protect myself from its analog tenticles. and i've got my wooden sword, to battle on against its active filtering breathe! i've also got this rusty bayonet, to send a last ditch attempt to slay this hideous creature, with all its 2-stage amplifying fireball, digital to analog claws and delta-sigma teeth.... with a soaring temperature coefficient, 426 proves to be another adversary that i must kill.... or throw a last ditched attempt to at least quench its frequency responding hunger for poor engineering knights! and you think its a slow moving beast.... think again.... its CMOS reflexes switches like lightning, and with a common emitter gain that's almost infinite, you can be sure it's tail swipe is upon your helmet in split second's time! Oh.... i've gotta sharpen my resistive blades, to stop the swiftness of this foul thing... to prune the feathers of my arrows, so they fly sweet, straight upon the monster's BJT base. i've got a furnace burning to forge my collector's shield, so i can withstand all the electron flame that it's gonna blow straight at me.... and yes.... my soon to be shining armor, so hold back the electro-static discharges from its blistering glare....
And i'll save 'A' damsel in distress. And upon my slaying of the devilish being, will i be glorified by my townspeople that i love dearly, and knowing they are safe, once again...
Heros....
I suppose i've got to post this as well... this is my fav pic before being sent to my unit GSMB. ya ya.... wat the freak is that unit you said? its a logistic base la... repair tanks, military vehicles, signal sets, armament... ya... that's about it. I don't do those work. I sit in office environment, do paperwork mostly. hahaha.... good life at times, bad life at times. Who's to judge? History will.... I'll tok abt my life in GSMB some other time. i've got a tutorial to review now....
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Heros + 1xGong Kia
Clockwise from topleft(army names): CheeWee, Zhihan, Gong Kia, Terence, Adrian, ZhiXuan, Bangwen, Ronald, ChoonHao, XuanBin Andy
Thinking of good old days....
Just before i sit down to do my tutorial for today, i starting to think of my days in the army. I loved my army days (that doesnt mean i was a slacker throughout...) that's a photo that was taken like 4 years ago? ya.... think it was july or august 2000. On some logistic course.... its in seletar camp. this particular day we were on a logistic topo exercise, which means... hahaha... we topo around in a landrover. pretty relaxing huh? well... the tough part of that course is, LOTSA exams! yucks.... anyway.... back to remembering army days. I love the days when you get to hang around with a good bunch of chums in the bunk (yes... bunk, not hall or room). of cos... that doesnt mean i am freaking gay or something. its just that you always have a great bunch of people to be with, talk to anytime, braving the winds and storms together, charge up the same hill, dig trench in the same hole, bash through the same thick forest. those were training days. i always remember the good things, like once i was trying to carry bangwen with this fireman's lift.... i cant even move a step. then i was digging trench with him once on one of the exercise, he keep disappearing, leaving me to dig on my own. after we ORD then he tell me he was tuanging... somewhere... damn... or times where terence just come into my bunk, lie on my bed, and start eating my pringles. ah yes... i'm going to say the same person, bangwen coming into my room to take my maggie mee.... back then i was like a mahmah shop. my book in bag was 3/4 filled with food always. and.... 3/4 of these food will be consumed by terence and bangwen. but well... we are all good pals... its always good to see each other being happy. another great moment i remember must be the exercise in taiwan. was real tiring, walking the whole nite away through hills and valleys. in the end its great to attack up that objective. but well... ended up a casualty cos that instructor thought i was a runner. it was a shame, but also due to that reason i had a great view from the top of the hill. and back to the bunk, where we shared so much great times hanging around eating maggie mee, drinking milo, and chatting at night over the hard day's work.... i wonder if many people think like me. these days when i see terence i would always tell my other pals that he is 'the guy who always eat my pringles w/o asking'. and he would stage a mini protest. always a great pal.... with his... how to describe, 'oh well-ness' i wonder if those days will ever be repeated in the future days to come. i'm sure it won't. will there ever be another chance that i be reunited with this bunch of fantastic fellas, and be cleaning out m16, saw, m203, 84, and my best fren who just can't get enuf of me, the GPMG with our wide range of cleaning apparatus (WD40, thinner, oil)? or chasing the same bunch of pple for my platoon equipments? or cleaning the same toilet? nope... its just in that short period of time that we spent together....
Would like to just list the guys (B2) that spent so much great time together,
Bangwen (the big man), Terence(the leech), Choon Hao(the runner), Xuanbin(tok cock king 2), Michael(tok cock king 1, biscuit king's grandson), Vern(magma dude), Kai De(old CK underpants), Emak(our small size philipino), Kim Jui (his name more difficult to spell lar, mr siao-on, converted by section 2 to more relac), Jeffery(si lan hehhehheh, platoon tops), Adrian(armskote leader! king of the guns!), Ashiq(mr X-rated, terence knows more about this....), Ronald(hhaha..... any words to describe him would be a crime!)....
the Heros of Bravo Two!
My favorite pic from army times(after sent to unit)
From Left: Lester, Steven? (opps... forgot his name!), Gong Kia Luxy, Eddie
My dear liverpool fc...... oh.... tragic liverpool supporter......
Exams soon......
Well.... the agony of having to take exams.... today was a good day, woke up like a zombie, had multiple tummyaches(nope... not multiple orgasms).... went to school in the wee hours of the morning.... took 179 as usual.... ate a bun.... had one of my most useful lectures ever for 447(thou i was almost falling asleep every 5 minutes), followed by a bombardment of knowledge from a new lecturer for 445(that one even worse.... every 3 minutes). Had a very good tutorial for 315, understood what he said during the tutorial.... den forgotten everything immediately after.... as usual.... had some fish porridge with CS and hearing him gripe about his 412. Which i can fully understand how he feel, no doubts about that.... i've had proj mates who are just like his now before. But the thing I learnt today is.............. I've learnt almost nothing again for my 3 hours in sch...... woohoo!!! *Thumbs up* *shaking my bonbons* and the next impt pt is..... exams are coming.................. Yikes! If only i can play mahjong forever.....
so am I going to survive this exams? Not as confident as the rest of the semesters.... Its all because of IA.... simply stopped my brain from functioning... (woo.... thunder in the background!) and now i am spending so much time on the computer.... yet again....(another thunder cracked! Heaven agrees with me!) so how? self control ah? well.... i'll think about it.... i have some time actually for now... going to do my 447 revisions again soon... later after i have my lunch and my bath... and maybe a nap as well.... i've gotta get going.... because someone said hypocritically somewhere... study hard... and she's oredi out of sch.... damn.... but i'm sure sch's the best time... where do you find work starting at 1030am and ending at 1230pm? hahaha... i'll try to be appreciative of my sch days.....
in the meantime..... i'll think of how to cope with my exams.....
The agony of having to take exams.... after your mahjong game.....
Gong Kia's top ten list 1
Today's top ten list, for 'the person I want to punch most in life'
10) That china asshole with red sweater from E411
9) Bush!
8) Eric Cantona
7) Ho Leong Chan (JC Civics tutor)
6) Lee WC (IA supervising engineer)
5) Da Shi Xiong (FYP supervising Phd Student)
4) Some Bus Driver of 179
3) Maj Yee (My NS time S4)
2) K H H and gang (Someone from school)
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And the No 1 person I want to punch most is!!!!
1) Michael Heng!
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