jeh

Friday, April 11 12:37 AM

your voyeuristic eyes.. they reek of deception and contempt.
aiyah don't want lah although i'm in the mood for poetry right now my greener nsf side seizes possession of my already rapidly depleting brain right now. and what nonsensical english am i typing.

shenton way 1 year later.
it's damn funny but exactly one year later mr army boy is at shenton way again, on a weekday afternoon among the offices and creamy leather sofas and nice pretty CBD office ladies. utterly bizarre. sometimes i feel like as if my body is just trudging along and i have no idea what the hell am i doing.

and wee witt.
7mths baby.
emancipation.

jeh

Wednesday, April 2 9:25 PM

a bad state of affairs. shat.

I think i have the impeccable ability to look at the downest side of things even on a sunny day. Yes I am the sceptic. Things arent that bad right now, having a cool job, not being made to do things which i absolutely revolt and generally being in charge of my own life. but hell that bearded bastard sure has caused quite alot of trouble for us, people who are like way off and distant to do anything with him. its kinda troubling to know that this man's escape has even trickled down and permeated to the levels of our measely existence and even affected my driving. I havent drove a car for 1 whole month. anyway during the start of this month i went over to nus for a little tour and visited eusoff hall. i really suck at writing and description right now cos of SAF brain syndrome so i can only say that visiting that place really makes me miss my PIC a whole damn lot. people in hall share 1 room with the max 2 people and have a nice comfy drawer set and lan point while us lowly lifeforms share 1 room with 12 people at most and all we have is a gruesome grey frame bed and metal cabinet. and every now and then a very annoying man with a loud voice known as the Regimental Sergeant Major / RSM will give you a nice surprise and suddenly appear right next to you on your bed while a few secs ago you were trolling in your wildest orgasmic fantasies in your dreams and this burly moustached man gives you the shock of your life when you wake up to the sight of his lovely face staring down at you on your bed. You are then awarded a few 'prizes' and extras like guard duty and saikang work (which is literally, shit) like cleaning the company toilet for the most ridiculous reasons like not folding your bath towel properly or not putting your toilet paper in close proximinity in case of emergency or not installing the latest radar systems to protect against misty air in your bunk or even (this is my personal classic) not changing your socks. army is real nice. you dont even have the luxury of choosing when you want to change your socks or send them for cleaning. army decides when you wear slimy juicy ones or sweet melodious socks on a cloudy rainy day.

hawhaw. i quite close to ending this miserly anal RSM pickering but yet it all seems so far. 7months may seem short to you but to me its a whole damn yard. you know.. my ord date was like the day of my A level exams. the date now is only april 2. back in april 2nd 2006 i was still playing around a whole damn lot to tell you honestly.
It was only in June or July then did my naive little fairy became bulldozed down by the shock treatment of the A's and well time seemed a whole lot shorter then. haha.
perhaps I'll be feeling damn different by July. and i'm not talking abt army =)

jeh