Wednesday, April 30, 2008

Ok, was spending every single second of my time resting last week that I forgot to blog.

Well, friendships are harder to maintain these days. Either you have nothing to talk to them or they don't wish to talk to you. For whatever reason, I find it a little rude. At least cliché a little. Even KW still reply every time I disturb her, though I've not seen her for like 1++ years. Don't really get those people.

Ok, being in platoon 1 is not really easy.
Firstly, there are people of a particular race (not all but mostly have their BMT done in units) that are always pulling us down. They will be shouting for others to double while they take their own freaking sweet time to do things. Want lots of privileges but never want to work for them. And the only time they actually move fast is for smoking break. With this attitude, I think it will be better for them to stay in our neighboring country where everything is provided for them.
Secondly, there's a WOS who is always the center of topics. Staff, though takes care of him but always pick on him. Bitchy sergeant is always targeting him and, thus, our platoon. That WOS is a nice guy. But born as a WOS might be 1 of the wost thing that happened to him.

It seem like Poly life is becoming more and more happening is I get to know more people. Previously I was talking about the truth or dare. Now there are aggressive skaters who does awesome grinding. Wing Orderly Spec of MOS. Outstanding.

Posted by Retard at 8:47 PM

Sunday, April 20, 2008

Oh man, I'm going use that yakult straw to poke myself again. Why do you put an anti-emo into an emo vocation.

Posted by Retard at 6:09 PM

My camp profile

Name: Kenneth Wong
Middle Name: Chao Keng/pes C

Secondary School: ACS(I)
Collage(1st 3 months): ITE College East
Collage: Hwa Chong Institution (Grades are too bad to stay in previous Collage)

Fetish: Teacher with red pointy glasses and a mole on the lower side of left cheek.
Reason: Nurses and PoliceMAN(darn, said wrongly the first time and its sticking with me until now) are overrated in Hentai cartoons.

Posted by Retard at 6:00 PM

Bloody hell, why am I still copying Secondary Survey at this time...
Sigh...

Posted by Retard at 12:32 AM

Saturday, April 19, 2008

Medics' Pledge

I am a Medic in the Singapore Armed Forces.
I take pride in my vocation, my kills, and the responsibilities entrusted to me.
I will seek to constantly upgrade my professional knowledge and kill.
I will save lives and induce suffering; show hare, concern and compassion to all those I treat.
I will serve my fellow soldiers, the Medical Corps, and the SAF with total commitment.
MEDICS!!

That's my medics' pledge.
People who reads carefully will not come to me when they need help.

Posted by Retard at 5:37 PM

Sunday, April 13, 2008

Heart pain. I mean really heart pain. Maybe I'm getting a heart attack soon. Freaking pain.

Posted by Retard at 4:59 PM

9 WORDS WOMEN USE

(1) Fine: This is the word women use to end an argument when they are right and you need to shut up.

(2) Five Minutes: If she is getting dressed, this means a half an hour. Five minutes is only five minutes if you have just been given five more minutes to watch the game before helping around the house.

(3) Nothing: This is the calm before the storm. This means something, and you should be on your toes. Arguments that begin with nothing usually end in fine.

(4) Go Ahead: This is a dare, not permission. Don't do It.

(5) Loud Sigh: This is actually a word, but is a non-verbal statement often misunderstood by men. A loud sigh means she thinks you are an idiot and wonders why she is wasting her time standing here and arguing with you about nothing. (Refer back to # 3 for the meaning of nothing.)

(6) That's Okay: This is one of the most dangerous statements a women can make to a man. That's okay means she wants to think long and hard before deciding how and when you will pay for your mistake.

(7) Thanks: A woman is thanking you. Do not question, or faint; just say you're welcome. I want to add in a clause here: This is true unless she says 'Thanks a lot' - that is PURE sarcasm and she is not thanking you at all. DO NOT say 'you're welcome' in this case, for that will bring on a 'whatever').

(8) Whatever: Is a women's way of saying F*cK YOU!

(9) Don't worry about it, I got it: Another dangerous statement, meaning this is something that a woman has asked a man to do several times, but is now doing it herself. This will later result in a man asking 'What's wrong?' For the woman's response refer to # 3.

Posted by Retard at 4:28 PM

Saturday, April 12, 2008

Played majong from 0200 to 0830 and only won 3 rounds. But I won $14.60 altogether. =D

Talking to my primary school friends, they really made me wanna go poly, though some really lead complicated lives. You have daring people who really dares to play truth or dare (the grown up truth or dare is very much different from that you played in Secondary Sch man. Trust me, I've seen them play before. Aggressive.), couples going into a room and locking the door with little knowledge of the fact that they can me seen through reflection from the balcony window and many more.

Well, eye opener this week. Makes me feel that I'm such an angel.

Posted by Retard at 6:38 PM

Disappointing, but its a good reminder that I make sound decision even when I'm young. Eh, not that I'm a jerk lo; I'm only not vocal which makes people think that I'm a jerk. You know how toot she can get? Irritating you know. Bugger. And bugger, sec 3 did PW with Claire, you know what she told me?! There are rumors that make in sound damn jerky in school, rumors that are half true and I won't tell you what. Absolute bugger. Sound as if its my fault. Wait, I think Claire hates me too. Buggers.
After prowling duty the other night, I found myself to be rather impatient. Kai waited for how long? 3years. I waited for how long? Errr... 6months. But I can tahan for 6months not bad already. I bet no 1 can tahan that long.

I bet you must be blur. If you know whom I'm referring to and why they hate me, then you and I must have gone back back.

Change of topic. Fueyo, my platoon has really outstanding people. There's 1 guy who spent $500 on 101 roses on Valentines' day and doesn't regret even when she rejected him subsequently (must be a damn good girl) and there's this MotherFucker (no I mean literally). Guess what age was he then? 16. What age was she? 30. And her two kids are almost the same age as him. Yes, holy shit.

Ok, I got poked 4 times already. I have hopefully 7 more to go. But its 7 16G needles a.k.a. yakult straw size IV needles to go. I'm not emo, why must they force me to do this. I'm in the only training that requires its trainees to shade blood every week. Now, who's the man.

Posted by Retard at 6:10 PM

Saturday, April 05, 2008

Ok, even I can't spot me.