wad a guy like me really wants.

birthday wish list!!!

PSP.
CLOTHES!!!
nice BELT.(simple leather,ornate buckle.)
POLO SHIRTS!!!!:))
NEW SHOES.:)
NEW EARPHONES.:))

all i ask is for a lil sense,
a lil tenderness.
a lil more love.
a lil more care.
a lil more me,
a lil less you.

cant rem wad song tad's from.

sispec warrior marchin in.ONE YEAR OLDER!!!

on monday.
i suffered a major case of monday blues.
lettin go of everythin i've only juz begun to cherish.
the freedom,
my dear,
family,
the time to spent alone.
everythin i knew i was going to hafta surrender once i entered the camp.
imagine my despair wen i realised i was in the craziest company.

basically,
i was pretty much oblivious to wad company was wad.
den i heard tad there were actually the crazy ones.
and the normal n the slack ones.
i dunno wad it is about me,
but i never expected there to haf any diff in the standards in training.
i mean,
aft all,
we're all going to be trained the same way wad.
den aft tad.
i begin to hear things.
at this pint in time,
i didnt even know which company i was yet.
so yup.
wen i finally found out,
i was quite "hmmmmm...okie.."
kinda.
yea.
den i decided to msg alv.
"eh,charlie coy xiong not"
this was his reply.
"gan pua xiong"
imagine my despair.

the torture had juz begun.
n the nightmare was being lived.
rite from the start,
the OC decided to make things clear.
and clear he did make.
simply put,
he had all the other more aware pple start talkin about charlie coy.
the listed out.
"xiong, no nites out, everythin tad other coys do,charlie does double, no canteen breaks...etc"
with each statement said out,
my heart sank even more.
this was beginnin to sound more n more like MOHAWK coy.
which i barely survived.
and the OC juz smiled n said,"WOW!!!!You're ALL CORRECT!!!!let me welcome you to CHARLIE COMPANY"
"TIS IS THE ONLY PLACE YOU'LL BE TRAINED WITHOUT CUTTIN CORNERS."
i nearly puked blood at that point in time.
it was exactly wad i heard the 1st day of mohawk.

n it has lived up to wad it is reputed.
incredible standards of discipline,
drill,
PT.
comparin wit other companies has become a futile effort cuz it juz makes us more depressed.
lets juz say pple have been to canteen,pple have booked out,
we havent.
at all.
we juz have incredibly ghey PT.
we've been pumped fer more den 50-600 times alr.
we do chinups every meal,
any less den 8 and you drop 20 advanced push ups.
which i had to do cuz wen i came here,
i was told my SEVEN CHIN UPS,
ALL DIDNT COUNT EXCEPT FER 2 CUZ THEY WERE NOT "STANDARD"
puke upon puke uopn despair i swear.
:@:@:@:@:@:@:@

den we larnt a new form of torture.
it goes by the name CPT3.
COMBAT PT 3.
which basically,
we did 1 count of 4 fer all the exercises.
only 5 exercises.
:))
sounds really easy dunnit?
well.
if you were in other coys maybe.
basically,
fer almuz EVERY SINGLE COUNT,
be it in a flex or strain position,
we had a minute or more interval.
so its "exercise begin..1................................................................
..................................................
(30 sec passes)............
..................................................
.................................(grunt noises as we fight puttin it down)...
"STOP F@!#IN MOANIN!!!!!"....................
........................
..............................
...........................................................
"SING THE SCHOOL SONG!!!".......
....(SCH SONG BEGINS)........
................................
......(SCH SONG ends)
......"OKAY....TWO!!!!"
......(plat sounds as PT SCHOES hit floor)...
"F!@# you stupid !@$%!#!!!!!LAST POSITION!!!!"
...(everyone grunts to drag shoes up)....
"YOU IDIOTS CANT DO ANY B!@#!@
THING PROPERLY!!!!".....
.......(grunt grunt...)..."TWO!"..........
(3 sec later...).."THREE!!!!!!
GET IT UP YOU B!#@!#@!!!!!!"....

yea.
you get the idea.
pure PAIN.
den the regimental duties came up.
as it was.
morale was so low i really felt like dyin.
den imagine how low my spirits sank wen i hadta do deputy COS duty today.
it was an ALL NEW LOW.
and i tot i had reached the lowest in mohawk.
all the trainees really felt like shat.
everywhere we went,
we see other coys smiling,
enjoyin training.
charlie coy pple marched as if their lives depended on it wit the muz severe funeral like faces cuz of fear of death by sargs via PT.

it sucks honestly.
n plus my birthday was on fri.
so yea.
i was really REALLY depressed.
at this point in time,
i would like to recognise these few pple.
besides my family,
they are the ones who never forget yr aft yr.

steph loi.
whom i've never once remembered her's,but yet has always sent me a msg juz to wish me happy birthday.year aft year..amazing i swear.:))
much love babe.:') *Sniff sniff*

angela toy.
once again,who've i've seldom remembered.but as always,send me a msg to cheer me up.
mucho mucho <3 to you too babe.

rah.
not many words can be said cuz of the way we are now.
but thanks pls.
it meant sumthin to me.

jummieeee choooon.
who i've only celebrated her birthday once i believe.cuz angela organised it.
but she's never forgotten to msg me.not once.:))
<3 <3 to you too mad woman.:))

fysh!!!!!!!!
stupid dude msged me at 4 in the mornin.
the instant i saw the time i knew he was up WOWing.
SO JEALOUS!!!!!!
but he's never forgot too.
:))
love n respect pls bro.
:))

to the new ones.
qi,angel,and all else.
:))
mucho love to you all too pls.

you hafve no idea how much of a motivator it was to actually see those smges n know tad pple out there in the civilian world remember you.
i went into sispec a teenager,
imma gonna be graduatin outta there an adult.

sighz.
im lookin forward to trainin,
yet dreadin the aches n low morale tad'll come hand in hand with it.
i guess its all part n parcel of bein the elite.
sighz.
wad more else can be said.
lub to all you pple who remembered.:))
lub to those tad didnt.
im still acceptin belated pressies n wishes.:))
heh.
nite alls.

sispec.

in about 12 hours from now,
i shall be adorned in green,
polished boots,
carryin 2 ridiculusly huge bags,
standing in front of the national flag reportin to my new camp.
Pasir Laba camp.
Sispec.
to be an infantry commander.
heh.

i honestly am quite happy.
3 months,
den imma corp.
another 3 months,
i get my stripes.
sweet.
den i can live te commander's life.

the past few days have been bliss for me.
i expended a huge chunk of my pay,
had alot of gamin time,
chillin time,
courtin time,
and a really messed up clubbin exp last nite but yea.
still all good.
hmmm.
it has been really fun being back in te civilian world.

i tink the best part of the time out was last nite.
aft having lunch wit qi,
before i headed to the club,
i met up wit my sec sch buddies.
josh,dud,aaron,fat aaron,gian,kevyn,yang whee,dionne.
im tellin you.
you nv really realised wad's missin till you actually meet up again n realise the chemistry is still all there.
its never changed.
pple dun cahnge tad much.
we're still broithers aft all.
we're who we were back then,
we're still the same.
we're true brothers.
pple tad despite such a long time of being apart,
we effortlessly have fun with each other.
im tellin yoou,
should they ever meet up again,
n we should cuz tad was our partin statement,
i will definitely be there.
i miesss my bros so much i swear.
such a comfortable ambience!!!!:))

words fail me.:))

i shall go spend my alst ours gamin n relaxing wit qi.:))
laters all.
sg ben in 6 months.:))

sumthin from grad parade.
the quality's quite bad but yea.
you'll see the overall movement.
:))
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=icQXKt5BcTI

individualistic desires.

God created us as individuals, to be part of a larger body of Christ.
but as individuals,
i believe there lies an inane nature to actually feel individualistic.
i.e, special.
the word is defined as "Distinct among others of a kind"
everyone wants to feel wanted,
everyone wants to feel special.
it makes you warm n fuzzy inside,
it makes you know you matter.
it seperates you from the crowd.
you feel special.

wad makes one special.
i honstly dunno.
who are the ones tad are special to me.
the few tad i would not hesitate to drop everythin to go to their aid.
my family would be in there.
a couple of girls n guys.
pple who make me feel special,thus makin me wanna make em feel special too.
i dunno.
i juz believe in the fact tad if sum1 is special to you,
you should make tad person feel special.
and yea.
should tad person agree tad you be special too,
it should be a really enjoyable existence.

*shrugs*
oh wellz.
i shall go wow.
:))

silent killers.

there are things in life tad kill silently.
here are some of them.

1) special ops troops. i.e SEALs or SAS.
2)airborne pathogens. Ebola, cyanide...
3)you and me.

i tink at times in our lives we get so self absorbed in who we are, wad we're doing, tad we sometimes we really see our lives as sum sorta big drama serial and we star in it.
and we tend to do things tad we see in the drama serials.
we exaggerate.
we make our plight to be so much worse den it actually is,
waitin fer tad "person" who'll come and make things alright.
and wen he/she doesnt,
we feel really lousy n pissed n all.
im guilty of tad as well but tad isnt the point of my entry.

alot of things have been happening recently,
and i juz hafta speak a little about it.
be it guys from the army,
pple i msg,pple i see,pple i talk to in person or anything else.

the subject is misrepresentation.
i tink many times in life we find ourselves desiring sumthin so much tad we are willin to be anithin juz to get it.
and anithin really means ANITHIN.
dying by dehydration and being asked to do anithin fer a drop of water kinda ANItHIN.
i find it really unfair.
in army,
it is the case of command school.
so many guys say they dun wanna go,but in the end, 98% put yes to it and all tad kinda stuff.
and thruout the whole BMT they act like they're everyone's fav bro.
and the next thing you know they go n talk to the commanders n suck up suddenly.

i dunno.
to me,
i feel tad wen you deal with pple.
it is really REALLY impt to represent yourself as wo you really are,
your wishes n desires.
everythin.
clearly.
cuz this is wad everyone will hold you by.
dun juz say sumthin to get sumplace,get sumthin tad you want.
it leaves the other parties feeling really cheated n let down in the end.
and aft that.
irregardless of wadever you mite do to make it up,
things will never be the same again.
we're all human n victims of the tainted eyes syndrome.
dun not for one second believe tad you can get away wit it.
actually tyou might.
so long as you never come into contact with those parties again.
but yea.
things within tad band will never be the same once the true you comes out n it is diff from the one tad you initially represented yourself as.
the parties will feel betrayed.
cheated even.
trust me.
im not alone in this.
n i beseech everyone.
pls represent yourself properly.
lest you hurt sumbody.


heh.
i've gone such a long way to say wad i wanna say.
sheesh.
i wonder if 6 yrs down the road wen i read this entry i can remember wad's the actualy cryptic msg tad lies within.
if not like very outta point.
type n find way to swerve all around to avoid offendin pple den ownself cant rem wad's it about.
AHAHAAH

the long overdue

the march in................














the 8th one from the left............














zero fighters no more.......SECTION 4!














MOHAWK COY!!!!














we survived.........














n learnt about the army n the bonding it brings...














within our bunks we made our bonds,














in our punishments made so much more...














cross platoon we did our chores........

























brothers bonded in our core..















the cutest guy in mohawk coy.(not me foo.donovan!
mind you,my girl n my sister both went gah gah over him.)
*frowns*

























cheeriest guy in mohawk 1.ALWAYS smiling.

























my darling sister(who MISSED MY POP.):@














her making up to me.*beams*














the future defender of singapore!!!!:))

pop was a grand event.

the rain dampen loadsa moods but nobody really cared.we wanted our parade n really didnt care bout the wet number 4's stickin to our bodies as we trudge to the assembly area to await our march in.wen the command was finally given,the way everyone suddenly bounced into action was amazing.hahaha.the apst rehearsals were so sluggish,but wen the real thing came.NO SIGNS of lethargy at all i swear.everyone double timed it into file,scared shatless at the prospect of being left out of the parade.highly amusing pls.:))

the command was given,the heels begin to move,the "clack clack" of the heels dug in,the front row began to move.all along,the chests stuck out,head held high we marched in.the rest was a blur as we all stood in file n looked fer good looking girls in the crowd.the speech was boring,we juz stood still n looked fer girls.the speech ended fast enuf,den we marched off.

next we got ready for the infantry roar.which was basically wad everyone was waitin for.we got in our files,double timed in into the square,and did the roar.im tryin to get the roar from my fren n imma youtube it so you gus can see.and once it was done.we were privates.:)

ns was an amazing experience to actually see the world in a diff light.the beauty of the night sky became really apparent as you walk out to the peeing point in the middle n look up into the sky.the whole expanse glittering wit uncountable stars.it is a truly romantic sight only spoilt by the fact you're in tekong away from thew world.otherwise,lovers will loove it.oh well.the only ones who get to enjoy are prob the gays la.hold hand toget n go peeing point wit mosquito repellant.(the only form of lubrication):))

aft tad,it was off to the airport to pick my sister n east coast fer dinner.all in all.an awesome day.:)) more follow up days to come.but the biggest event's covered.:)) now i got sumthin to remember it all by.:))

3 more days to POP.

heh.
its done.
the last "BIG" thing tad needed to be done before i graduate outta BMT is over.
the "gruelling 24 klick route march"
to be perfectly honest.
the way i felt aft it,
i tink i could've done another 16 minimum.
the first 4 were kind tough, but once the momentum got built up,
everythin juz couldnt happen fast enough to suit me.
we juz walked and walk.
and i was supposed to fall out at the 16 klick point cuz i missed one route march.
(the army believes in progressive training, so therefore, the amrches done are 2,4,8,12,16,24
if you don't do 4 you cant do 8, you don't do 8 you cant do 12, and so on.)
but all the pple tad missed 1 route or other were given a choice to continue at the 16 kiclk point.
we all took it.
we formed the new platoon M5.
which is a lousy lame joke,
but our morale was so totally high we were like a buncha gangsters marchin down the tekong highway,screamin stupid army songs,making fun of ninja company tad was behind us,
the sgs leading the way,leadin us song aft song cuz they themselves began to have fun,
it was really inspiring.
camaradrie at its best i tell you.
amazing stuff.
then at the 20 klick point.
the conducting officer was so impressed tad he allowed us to be point.
i.e-we,the ones who "didnt make it" were given the honor od leading the entire sch,7 companies in all, on the last victorious leg of the march.and we lived up to it.
we marched and sang, we screamed and ran,we did everythin tad we were supposed to do.
none of M5 escaped without a good throat.
we really sang till our throats were raw.
it was really awesome.
:)) nothing else can suffice to describe it.
:))

wad else.
hahah.
except for the midnight cramp cries from my bunkmates,
it was a pretty good week.
:))
not counting the tough nights btw me n qi la but tad's another issue.
hmmm.
wad else.
hahah.
th best part.
CRO.
the officer."MOHAWK COMPANY"
"yes sir"
officer" F%^% tad. MOHAWK WARRIORS"
"YES SIR"
the pride of being a mohawk warrior
the pride of leading the sch.
:))
the sweet sweet taste of accomplishment.
:))
i know everyone's done it n its nothing big,
but it sure tastes sweet.
:))

pop's next week.
im FRONT ROW.:))
hahahahaah.
:))
take loadsa pictures me shall.
i NEED A CAMERA!!!!!!
ANYONE WANNA LEND????

3 more days to POP.

heh.
its done.
the last "BIG" thing tad needed to be done before i graduate outta BMT is over.
the "gruelling 24 klick route march"
to be perfectly honest.
the way i felt aft it,
i tink i could've done another 16 minimum.
the first 4 were kind tough, but once the momentum got built up,
everythin juz couldnt happen fast enough to suit me.
we juz walked and walk.
and i was supposed to fall out at the 16 klick point cuz i missed one route march.
(the army believes in progressive training, so therefore, the amrches done are 2,4,8,12,16,24
if you don't do 4 you cant do 8, you don't do 8 you cant do 12, and so on.)
but all the pple tad missed 1 route or other were given a choice to continue at the 16 kiclk point.
we all took it.
we formed the new platoon M5.
which is a lousy lame joke,
but our morale was so totally high we were like a buncha gangsters marchin down the tekong highway,screamin stupid army songs,making fun of ninja company tad was behind us,
the sgs leading the way,leadin us song aft song cuz they themselves began to have fun,
it was really inspiring.
camaradrie at its best i tell you.
amazing stuff.
then at the 20 klick point.
the conducting officer was so impressed tad he allowed us to be point.
i.e-we,the ones who "didnt make it" were given the honor od leading the entire sch,7 companies in all, on the last victorious leg of the march.and we lived up to it.
we marched and sang, we screamed and ran,we did everythin tad we were supposed to do.
none of M5 escaped without a good throat.
we really sang till our throats were raw.
it was really awesome.
:)) nothing else can suffice to describe it.
:))

wad else.
hahah.
except for the midnight cramp cries from my bunkmates,
it was a pretty good week.
:))
not counting the tough nights btw me n qi la but tad's another issue.
hmmm.
wad else.
hahah.
th best part.
CRO.
the officer."MOHAWK COMPANY"
"yes sir"
officer" F%^% tad. MOHAWK WARRIORS"
"YES SIR"
the pride of being a mohawk warrior
the pride of leading the sch.
:))
the sweet sweet taste of accomplishment.
:))
i know everyone's done it n its nothing big,
but it sure tastes sweet.
:))

pop's next week.
im FRONT ROW.:))
hahahahaah.
:))
take loadsa pictures me shall.
i NEED A CAMERA!!!!!!
ANYONE WANNA LEND????