since i got the entire week off during the cny week, i've been damn bored; for the past 2 days, all i've done is eat, slp, watch anime, and read whatever i can get my hands on.
and just now, while i was gg thru some stuff in my room, i came upon a journal of some sort tt i had kept while i was hospitalised for dengue during my first bmt back in 2005.
whoa, talk abt memories..
while flipping through it, i mused upon stuff i wrote inside there and some of it seemed rather funny, hah..others quite mundane..and it led to thoughts abt my siong trg back in cdo, and of my over zealous mentality back then..
and i thought, wow..damn fast neh..suddenly, im left with two months to ord, and im even gg to some e-prep career road show for ord personnel held at maju camp tmr morning.
and so, another cny has passed. alrite, although its only been 3 days, i would think its quite enough liao, since i done all my pai nian and stuff on the very first day. i shld think tt the traditional 15 days of cny celebration would only apply in big countries like china where ppl have to spend long hrs travelling and visiting relatives from everywhere, hah.
anyway, its still the same this year, as in i dont feel the mood at all, nt even gg to chinatown to walk ard on the eve changed anything. used to be, i would feel more in the mood after gg to chinatown. mayb its army, i've started feeling damn sian with every festive season since i enlisted. nair mind.
anyway, to end off, here's a totally unrelated video we took last week when we went out to ktv. have a gd laugh.
guy in the centre wearing white with all the energetic moves is nicholas, aka the dancer.
checkered shirt guy in the back looking half gone is timothy, aka tiko
guy holding the mike is mark kor, aka qiu shin
video courtesy of wee kun the finance turned transport clerk understudy.
had my first lesson in thai boxing earlier this evening. and its damn fucking shag.
the 'warm up' pt alone was enough to kill me liao, but seeing tt the whole class full of zhar bors were persisting; most of them seasoned lao jiaos from previous classes, i dare not say anything..just lan lan keep on with the pt..but the instructor did catch my shag face and asked me if i was doing alrite..to which i simply replied tt i too long nair exercise, which is true la.
knn, i very long nair one day do 200 plus push ups, or rather in 2 hrs..which is what i did tonite.. shit..my arms are aching now..
after the pt, we started the training proper..first learning left and right jabs and hooks..then combining them into sets of 2 - 6 punches at one go and taking turns to take swipes at our individual sparing partners, whereby each of us took turns being the hitter and the blocker, which was really rather fun..in my opinion..more push ups after tt...
next we learnt some basic kicks and blocks and practiced in the same manner as before. yet more push ups following tt.
finally, we had a short session combining the punches and kicks we had learnt into some sort of combos...and practiced tt..
jab, punch, jab..forward..kick..blah..blah.. like playing game like tt..fun..
with tt, we ended the evening's training session and really i feel drained..shag ar! but it was still really fun too.. mayb its because its my first time in 22 years learning some form of martial arts, hence it feels extra fun to me..hah.
I think i very long nair pull an all-nighter liao..ever since before army...so last nite was the first one in more than one and a half years..end up im damn shag. hah. must be the age catching up on me..
it started off with just another drinking session with army buddies...we met in chinatown and walked all the way from there to tanjong pajar trying to find a suitable place to drink but all the places in the area were either gay pubs or full of uncles one..kan sian..for one hr, we kept walking and searching for a gd place..until everyone also sweating...
finally, we decided to take cab to boat quay, where we went to xchange, near the end of the stretch...ok place, nt very crowded, and they even gave us the so called vip room since we knew the waitresses there. but knn, the sofa fucked up la, and the girls keep serving those outside our room only, coming in only a few times for short periods during the entire time we were there. but the booze was ok la, martell was at 148 per bottle; we had 3.
left the place at abt 330ish.. since they were closing. went down to st james at harbourfront..wanted to go dragonfly but ccb...all could go in except me. the fucking bouncer die die want to check my ic, so end up i had to just sit outside the whole time. bugger even recognised my clothing liao, so when i tried to mingle in with the crowd in a second, third, attempt, i also kenna block..sian.. chao lao bin also no use..
nairmind la, mark also seh the whole time. he fucking vomit outside dragonfly..and just sit there sleep after tt..knn..i've nv seen him like that before, since he's such a gd drinker...so ok lor, we just sat outside and keep each other company..from 430 to 6..when the place closed and they finally came out..it was the longest one and a half hrs of my life i think..since i was so bored just sitting outside..
i dont understand lei, the 23 yrs old age limit thing...why 23? since girls is only 18..prob because of the legal age to drink thing..but guys why cannot 21, its the legal age for everything...cb...fucking rules and regulations..wasted my time out there last nite.
after they came out at 6.. i handed mark over to them and left by myself, since none of them stayed near enough to share cab with me. walked a long way to harbourfront for mcdonalds' breakfast before taking train home..fucking shag...but bo bian, no money left to take cab liao..reached hm ard 730..bathe, str away ko until abt 630. hah.
yar, officially 22 years old liao. and strangely, im starting to feel it. the age i mean. 3 months plus to ord, still no concrete idea or plans as to what im gg to do after ns. 22 years, bo chia, bo chu, bo career, bo lui, ko bo ai lin..haiz..and like edmund says, the mind is willing, but the body cant keep up liao; im referring to sports, now play a bit of bball also shag liao, plus can sprain ankle somemore, wth.. lao le la..
but talk so much of this no use, only make me feel more demoralized..today my bday, i supposed to feel happy, but knn, like no mood like tt. still, i want to say a word of thanks to those who actually took the time to join me for dinner and pool tonite, namely, alvin, wilson, and jacq. and of course not forgetting laoda, who ren zai taiwan, but still msg well wishes back here. thanks for the ang bao also. to those who cannot make it today, but still sent me happy bday kind of msg, also, thanks guys.
and many thanks to my bros at safac hq log br..for the party last nite, the booze and the great time we had. esp to mark kor for organising and coordinating the whole event..although i got drunk and couldn't join ur at dragonfly afterwards, it was still a great time. u guys are the best, ur the reason why i actually like travelling to camp every morning, even though its so goddamn far from my hse.
once again, many thanks to all those who celebrated for me this year, thanks: mark, keith, desmond, nicholas, ernest, wee kun, wee kim, timothy, dua pao, qm, alvin, wilson and jacq..in no particular order of course.
I dont believe this. first of all, how could i fucking sprain my ankle playing basketball after more than 6 years of it nt happening at all? and secondly, how can there be a doctor out there who's so fucking guai lan that even i cannot stand her attitude?!
anyway, to start off from the beginning, I was playing bball last nite with some frens and I jio edmund 1-on-1 while we were resting and waiting for our team's turn. while playing him, i jumped and fell badly, spraining my ankle. it was swelling and hurting like a bitch. edmund says its my retribution for trying to reject his shot. whatever la. but thankfully, he still helped me all the way hm after tt since i couldn't even walk properly.
got home, showered and slept, waking up this morning with the pain being worse than last nite, so i decided to report sick at the local polyclinic. when i got there, the service staff saw how i was hopping ard on my gd leg and gave me a wheelchair. they even pushed me to the top of the queue and pushed me in the wheelchair all the way to the doctor's. that's when the bad experience started.
fucking bitch of a doctor first asked if i'm an nsf then asked for my camp. next she told me to stand up and told the medical orderly to remove the wheelchair. after tt, she took a look at my swollen ankle and told me tt im getting one day's mc and 2 weeks light duties. then told me to go back to camp mo tmr for review. well i was stunned anyway and told her i cant walk properly enough to make my way to camp tmr and there's no mo there too i'll have to wait until thursday to take the dispatch to see the maju mo.
all these while, she maintained a very demeaning attitude and refused to extend the mc. so i got pissed off and asked her " you think i chao keng is it?". she replied no and started a whole load of nonsense saying army is very strict and all, and even told me to buy my own crutches at the pharmacy when i asked to rent one from the polyclinic.
well i got really pissed off and it must have shown on my face, cos she started another load of bullshit saying my behaviour is not befitting of an nsf and saying she was gg to complain to my camp superior when all the while i nv said anything and just sat there looking pissed. she even ended her tirade with a threat to call security. that was the last straw for me, i got up, hopped to the door, and slammed it open. before i left, i even told her its attitude that's not befitting of a doctor. with that i hopped all the way out and took a cab home.
and just now when i got home, i received a call from my inchek regarding the visit at the polyclinic cos the fucking bitch had called and complained before anything else. wtf.
seriously, this is my worst experience with a medical practicioner in all my 22 years. i have really nv encountered such a guai lan doctor before. sure, there have been others who have had bad attitudes before, but so far, she is still the worse of them all. how dare she call and complain even before i commented on her bad attitude? what kind of service is this? even though i am getting free treatment at the expense of saf, is this the correct way to treat any patient seeking treatment at ur establishment at all?!
