erm. counting down the days. im suffering already.

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frustration over, im coming in for another post stalkers. ok primarily this week there were loads of new freshman enrolling into ocs. guess parents now are productive ay. especially them girls intake. wow. i think theres an increase in their enrollment. yep, i was one of the so called tour guide, orientate them to the grounds of the camp and it was the jc batch, one smart bunch of cadets. nyada nyada. then later the week had a written test which i barely passed. eee. not good. and finally cleared the crappy seoc run. woah. the only motivation to run the final stretch was the large blocks of words that say home of the officer corps. yep.

and earlier today. met with the old school buds of them justice leagues. a bit of catching up and some pool. and yep glad to spend time with you guys yo. i see we've grown to be more matured mayune except for, err. you know who. haha. miss you brothers! am tryna upload the rest of the pictures but blogger wont let me to. soon la.


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im quite frustrated right now. people in the house are using this personal laptop of mine with the means of abuse without knowing it. now the system lags with spywares and viruses, and yet kind people who have used it is complaining why is my trusted laptop is behaving so weird the past few days. grr. ok ive booked out, have limited time, i need to remedy the problem. i hate windows. you know how precious my book out time is. now im spending almost 12 hours tryna get rid of them irritants. irritating you know. i need the speed to upload stuffs, to do my admin sheits and spend the rest of the time chillaxing(chill and relax). argghhhhhhh.

i have patience. and yesterdays at camp was a stupid one. we waited for the fast march from morning till afternoon till evening. and it was cancelled. wasted the one whole day doing nothing(except for the initiative of going to friday prayers), staying in the room, rotting, smsing staring at ceiling, and sleeping. all of that could have been replaced with a nice morning book out. but yep the chief of army came to have a dialogue session with us. wow. hes good with his impromptu to answer very complicated questions. an inspiring major general.

so thats about it. the rant is not over. im not over yet with this computer. ehh got pictures.

brunei gon be worst than this.

very boring i know.

finallehhhyyy gots to change to new lbv. smells nice and very crisp. i like.

3 months more. 3 more months.

test test test.

look at the pincers. dayume.

its nearing alright.

brunei prep.

rotting in the room.

the wardrobe.

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"we are the ones marching on. we are the young defenders of our country, moving on we believe that we must achieve, to defend our home singapore."

cant wait till we start singing this song mayune. i never felt so patriotic before. haha.

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ahh just flushed out the whole crap of combat ration thats been stuck in the stomach. i just pushed it out by stuffing myself with moms home cooked food. nothing beats that. nothing beats the comfort of home. nothing. its feels so relieved to be booking out even for less than a day, to get oneself boosted to keep on pushing on enduring the ever shiet days in military school. so yep just got back from prep exercises for brunei. oh dude, i cannot imagine how the eff am i gon survive there. you see, the survival exercise prep we had here was in group size. but in brunei you will get thrown indivdually to a site and work your way surviving for 3 days. with limited or perhaps no food and water. build shelter from everything and anything that one can find. carving own utensils. and making traps hoping that food will come by. alone. and its predicted that the monsoon is still on there. i bet ill cry if i ever get that badge. its not about the survival im worrying, its about the morale level i will be having there. walking up and down mountains for hours and days is no joke with limited ration, by then having to do a survival exercise for another few days will be screwed up big time. ill just pray hard that ill fly back safe and meet my loved ones again. seriously.

so what happened last week. endurance obstacles was like shaggest of the shag shagging shaggedelic course ive ever been thru. then came exercises that had us rationing our food getting us at maximum output with minimum input, youknowwhatummean? clock mileages with heavy packs, walking literally the whole of tekong. then came the hunger, the fatigue, the flies, the mosquitoes. thats how you will explain infantry. understand girls?

and i fugging hate river crossing. my uniform went wet(thanks to last minute packing instructions) and i had to waste some fuels just to had it dry. and you know what, when im like totally disgusted with stuffs like soaking wet socks and boots, ill just walk bare footed thru the thick jungle and do my stuffs. im becoming more and more of tarzan now.

now wheres my jane? =)

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the feeling is so sucky to be leaving the house to book in.

3 more months. and before that brunei. hmm.

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check this indonesian movie out. its a setting of middle east romance. ayat ayat cinta(words of love). if youre smart the whole movie is uploaded onto youtube. really dilly good yo. yep its so good to have two wives. the main character is really inspirational.

in a good way la.

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yeppp. so here i am back again to a place called home. goodness. taiwan was cold man. the first day we stepped on the chinese soil, my lips started to dry. worst still, when training started over the mountainous terrain. almost everyone started to have symptoms of hypothermia. even the jacket they provide didnt help. vapours start to form out from the mouth. the cold wind blows infinitely. and shiverings was non stop. temperatures at night can easily drop to a single digit. dayume. at one point of time, the thought of being dead was already in mind when the rain came at an altitude we were harbouring. i can feel them minor muscles working hard to keep the body warm. solid fuels came in handy then. they were solid golds to keep us going thru the harsh weather. and yep i wont forget eating hot maggis in them mess tin. it tastes so good i finished 14 packets in one night. it kept me warm alright and the salt prevent from having cramps when resting in the cold night.

i forget to mention this. i almost got myself killed in the nav exercise over the high altitude landscape. being the point man i was bashing with the ever sharp parang. it was night and thick dark. still bashing, we came upon heavy vegetated location. so yep the team said keep on moving on. so i slashed one two vines and taking small steps so that i wont fall into any sudden pot holes. a few steps now. then suddenly my left foot couldnt feel the ground, my right slipped and the whole body work according to gravity. i was halfway down when my mate caught me by the field pack. goodness, when they shine the torch over where i lost balance, it was a frigging cliff. and i realised i almost fell over hundred metres up. alhamdulillah im still alive mayune. i gots traumatised for one night on the incident. you can ask my team mates how crap my feeling was back then. and never ever again navigate at night with a map thats not updated for 20 years.

running around with mg under heavy fire is no joke. proning beside cow dungs is something new. and riding the humvee made us feel like special ops forces. ok enough of the war stories, here comes the best part. pictures at no particular order.

pro basher.

i can catch a shark with this.

snickers are the new ration.

4 full mags of action.

somewhere over the rainbowwww.

night ex.

the exact position where im supposed to stay for the night. brr.

virgin humvee ride. alpha 07 'spec ops'. =D

custom made fried cup noodle. with home made sambal belacan.

taiwan.

the things to keep me entertain.

they were everywhere. even their dungs.

hello anybody home.

and after all the tough, harsh training. its R&R. them taiwan chics are off the hook!

taipei 101.

taipei rush hour.

no windows.

loving the lights at ximen-ting.

it was everywhere. massive and impressive.

4 way crossing.

whos your daddy?

holy sheit.

ancient keyboard.

orgasm.

they called it spring onion pancake with egg. we called it prata with egg.

it says malay cake. wow.

we're coming home.

flying back.

i just realised i didnt took any pictures of them taimeis(taiwan chics). ahh. shiet. more pictures will be uploaded.

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sssssuupppppppppp from taiwan. the citys cool here. and im sitting on a sofa in a cyber cum comic cafe. the taimeis chics are hot mayne.

i dont speak chinese.

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