click above for more pictures taken at the hill last week. played around with some colours. hope it looks okay.

back to camp tonite. see u guys next week.

as much as i hate camp, i always wake up from sleep in camp feeling quite fresh, although the fatigue is still there. but when im at home, i wake up with aches and pains all over. what gives? dun tell me the bed and pillow in camp is better than home?

maybe its my body understanding that i need to go on with training. maybe its my body hoping to get sympathy from mum, bebs or anybody. or maybe its just me. or maybe its cos in camp, the schedules too fucking packed that i have no time to be tired.

meeting bebs later. wat to wear, wat to do, wat to eat, now those are the questions.

the past week in Charlie Company SISPEC has been quite taxing, mentally and physically. after overcoming the initial sadness/disappointment of not making it to OCS, i decided to adopt a positive attitude towards training.

i guess its paying off. i'm beginning to believe that being a specialist is a good thing. we set the pace. we do the ground work. we lead the men into battle.

ok i dont know wat more to say. dun think anyone reading this blog can understand wat im trying to say unless u've actuali been thru sispec. furthermore, i've only been in a week, havent gone thru the REAL shit yet. so just hafta wait and see i guess.

more tmr.

looks like its back to camp for me. Pasir Laba Camp to be exact. SISPEC here i come. With Pride, We Lead!

yesterday was such a blast with bebs. sushi, town, fish&co, paying with $2 notes, esplanade, the sea breeze, hugs, kisses and more hugs. im going to miss being at ur disposal so much bebs! 6 more months and i'll be free almost every few days i swear!

With Pride, We Lead!

MoS was great! ok the cleo 50 most eligible bachelor thing didnt interest me much, standing in center with so many people around me, hot and stuffy didnt interest me either. BUT the post party (well okay we stayed for an hour or so) was fun!

i dont know how to dance to house music but i sure as hell like to dance to RnB although i dont listen to either kind of music.

note to self: must learn how to dance.

School of Infantry Specialists here i come! oh well. gotta have a positive spirit in whatever we do. hopefully i can cross over to OCS after BSLC. oh well.

push the button. push push the button.

ok good night.

with love.

i'm so ashamed of myself but i couldnt help it. x)




because no matter how hard we try not to, we still have myspace tendencies in our hearts.

look who's threadless' new top model!


heh. today was unproductive i must say. ate at soeul garden. i had to pay adult fare mind you. gah! then we mopped around everywhere till 7.

bebs kicked my ass at dead or alive 4 on xbox360. i guess she's better at button mashing than i am.

i wanna get new games. or an xbox360. sigh.

after a nearly botched attempt at a rendevous, we finally managed to meet up at 2pm. outcome of meetup:
1) SMU open house stuff
2) lunch at BK
3) shopped to no avail at marina square topshop/man and zara
4) headed to town and tawwaf topshop/man. bought a green ringer for meself and a black jersey for her. tried on the skinny jeans. tempted to buy but shall wait for next payday.
5) dinner at banquet
6) snuggles snuggles on the train. very nice. i like.

so thats my day. its amazing how a simple hug and kiss can lighten the tension and make things all better. the power of <3 and touch. :)

POPoh! but the parade was fucked up thanks to the parade commander. but not our fault cos from the vids that dad took, cougar coy marched very well. damn proud of ourselves. lets hope my future in the army is good.

well here's the results that i know:
4th in my platoon overall. top 10 for my sit test (but i only got 58 fucking marks, i guess no OCS for me), 3rd for platoon peer appraisal, pass in NAPFA (4 secs to silver 2.4 and 4cm for SBJ silver), 16/32 for shooting (damn shit, target sensor got problem, i know i scored 24 or 25) and i think thats it. sigh. now i hope i get into SISPEC. since i know OCS is too far away for me.

on the whole though, i think i've become much fitter than i was when i first enlisted. it might not show in my results, but i know myself. 24km route march wasnt as tiring as i thought it'd be. and i can run in SBO+rifle for about 1km+ 2km without getting as shagged as i did at first. and running in FBO (mind u thats about 12kg on ur back) for 600m isnt that tiring too. but i grew shorter (mum confirmed it when she said i looked shorter) and i have fugly tan lines (i got the word cougar tanned on my calf).

so now, i have to decide where i want to apply for university. sigh. looks like my options arent that great.

P!ATD always makes my day though.

orlando bloom! nice. matt damon 57%. finally. bebs was like trying all photos of me cos the celebrities i got were gandhi, rani mukhergee. like wtf. indian face meh. and i also got benazir bhutto (how crude.) and sharon stone. elton john. like wtf. where's my robbie williams?

3 more fucking days to POP! nice. 24km route march was such a killer. blisters everywhere, aching shoulders n back. luckily no cramps! such jubilation filled me when i reached the end point. even my sergeants came over n gave me a thumbs up when i managed to finish it. cos i've been plagued by cramps ever since the first route march.

till next time.

A levels are out. if it werent for my GP, i'd be screwed. whats done is done, time to consider my options. they're not much, but i hope they'll do. lets just pray for the best shall we?