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Sunday, October 28, 2007 @ 4:25 PM
A rainy afternoon it's pouring heavily now. i'd never have expected my mom to be taken in by the whole korean wave hype, given that she herself had admitted its predictable plots and tears were a put off. but just like how 'Chemical X' made the powerpuff girls, korean dramas simply have this secret formulae that makes aunties swoon over the male leads and 'feel' for their heart-wretched lives. however the irony of it all is that it was I who bought 'Lovers in Paris' for my mum. at least now she knows what is youtube, which she frequents to satisfy her inner fangirl needs. 'stairway to heaven' was up on tv just now, and as much as i was laughing my ass off to the stiff acting and cheesy coincidences, korean dramas will be korean dramas. the rain is still heavy. Sunday, October 21, 2007 @ 8:21 PM
Quote 'It's better to burn out than to fade away.' Sunday, October 14, 2007 @ 6:35 PM
is love the only rational act? attended my bmt friend's pop from armour as a 3sg on fri night. haha saw TEE lin seng there too, as surprised as he was to see me. but their parade was hella' cooler than mine in bmt, cos they actually drove their big-ass tanks into the parade square. with all the vroom-vroom and exhaust fumes from revving the engine, damn it was all cool. somehow attending a pop as a civilian is way different from participating in it. head over to holland v after that and had some random western food before ending the night with good old ice cream, courtesy of haagen daz. im on a mitch albom roll sia. reading his 'tuesdays with morrie' after finishing 'the 5 people you meet in heaven'. same concept, a feel-good book that gives you a warm feeling at the end. was discussing with my friend how mitch felt that 'love is the only rational act'. of course my friend argued from a mathematical point of view how that was absolutely impossible, but he did have some good points there, which as much as i am convinced, i myself hope is not true. he's way ahead of me in terms of age/experience/maturity, so i've much to learn still. but in spite of all this, we still take a cab home although it costs and is as time-consuming as taking public transport. a price to pay for comfort i guess. love may just be as rational as taking a cab during peak hours. Sunday, October 07, 2007 @ 1:08 AM
randomities just because i'm all too lazy to type grammatically correct sentences or even complete sentences, i'll just keep 'em short with randomities (random stuff). the only time we waste is the time we spend thinking we are alone clarence and i were offered lovers' seats at the cathay (or so i think) daywatch was 5-stars good when man u wins, we lose which 5 people am i going to meet in heaven? exams on weekends is audacious back is not bag Saturday, October 06, 2007 @ 1:03 AM
Ex. Ex. i'm lying restless in my hammock, all tied and left hanging in the unimog. the moonlight cascades upon the sandy floor, where i had been sleeping days before. breakfast, lunch and dinner, it gets worse, not any better. the box of combat rations remained sealed, i grow hungrier with every meal. in the day, the sun shines brightly, i'm covered in sweat and looking unsightly. in the night, the mosquitoes buzz aimlessly, till i'm bitten all over completely. without a shower in days, but plenty of time to waste, i'm just chillin' in this waiting phase, all anxious and ready to return to base. still, outfield isn't too bad, you don't eat alot, you don't grow fat. you simply laze around until you soon forget, that it's been days since you last crap. it's been 3 days since we departed, 72 hours since it all started. i have not bathed in 72 hours. i have not shat for 72 hours. another 72 more hours? yea you must wonder how someone outfield can still harbour any thoughts to pen a poem. the fact itself tells alot i guess. i'm just that free. @ 12:14 AM
Back. so i did get to book out on Friday, and all this while i thought my weekend was gonna get fucked up by saf. the week didn't drag itself though, cos i had range on the 1st two days and immediately the next day we had to move out for exercise. it was supposed to have stretched till 9th oct Tuesday but SURPRISE SURPRISE i'm actually spending the friday night (or early sat morning) in the comfort of my own home, rather than on some random hill w/o having to bathe or shit for let's see...coming to 3 days? I'm still savouring the moment cos you never really know; one moment you're watching random shit on youtube and the next you could be setting up the racal mast in the middle of the night. (i've done both anyway.) actually, outfield isn't too bad (okay maybe in my case). i mean in spite of all the inconveniences, the price for freedom is reasonable. after I'm done doing my thang, i just chill till we paradise. so there's no light's out or reveille timings, nor is there any random saikang to do. there's no punishment, cos there's nothing to punish us for. moreover our commanders don't bug us at all and there's actually more time than shit to do. well all i have to say is that signals isn't too bad; it's just the people in my company. so hurray till the next Ex. which given the monthly forecast shouldn't be too long away. |