RO (Routine/ Regimental Orders)

** It is a chargeable offence not to read the RO for the day **

CDO/CDI/COS (I don't give a fuck)

0930 Reveille
1000 Breakfast/ Read Newspaper
1030 Porn 1
1230 Lunch (Outrationed from the kitchen)
1300 Porn 2
1530 Troop Lift (Public Transport) to ECP
1630 Barbecue
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2359 Lights Off

Shall talk about BMT in another post.

Just love porn lots.

When I was young

When I was young,
I do not need to think about tomorrow, it just comes,
comes after today
without any sorrow;


When i was young,
I never meet sadness, it just avoids me,
hiding behind the blue
clear sky;


When I was young,
i do not know Hess’ Law, mass defect and Nash Equilibrium
when Tom and Jerry is in air,
one plus one can equal to three for what I care;


When I was young,
I have a lot of friends,
they are just always around me,
leaving me never alone;


When I was young,
I cry when I have a haircut,
my hair is just too precious to me,
losing the company just makes me sad;


When I was young,
I like to tell stories in front of adults,
it is simply exciting to tell grownups what will happen next
for the first time;


When I was young,
I hope I can become a scientist,
it was so true a dream that all my neighbours knows
that I am going to be a scientist next time;


When I was young,
I do not like to play any ball games,
I was simply afraid that my cloth would get dirty
if I fell;


When I was young,
I like to listen to my mother’s fairy tales,
I will never go to bed at night
Without one;


When I was young,
I do not have computer, internet or blog,
life just seems so simple,
yet eclectic;


When I was young,
I never think
what happened
when I was young.

(as a memoir for my lost childhood and student life. when i was young....)

zhenan

foamer

sianz, have to book in later.

lookingforward to 1 whole day at tekong parade square. marching in the damn hot sun, then getting drenched by a serious torrential downpour before getting sunbaked again and then getting drenched. also walking around in a swimming pool thats my boots.

and then 1 solid day of ultra-area cleaning. ccb. i dont see why the saf cannot afford to contract some cleaners to do this job. soldiering is not about cleaning man. after that, POP loh!

looking forward to my break. i really hope i get a good posting. but with my pussy fitness level, ippt pass and soc fail, together with my less than outstanding performance, i really need my 8As (Read: GP-A, PW-A, HCL-A, P-A, C-A, M-A, E-A, GT-D) and my rafflesian pedigree to pull me by my dick into command school. arghhhhh.

i wish i may.

chemistry can suck my cock

rejected by warwick

that makes me a

FUCKING REJECT

TWICE OVER

FUCKING FUCKING REJECT!

a fuckshit.

we shall not be moved

the thing is, life goes on. whether you get straightAs or straightBs for the A levels, life goes on. the next day the heady feeling disappears and you probably will be back to milling about as you have done before. criticizing stupid people, insulting each other, surfing porn...A levels is the past already.

anyways ive decided to apply to medicine just for the fun of it. (medicine is really not my thing. chemistry can just fuck off. i point my middle finger at all chemistry textbooks.) i probably can help cut out some people. hahas. anyways before i forget christy says he will treat anyone from 4p for free. and i shall assume that so will stho. hahas. i know 4p did well. so did niu. she was at the hall for some reason. with tay.

supposed to do my commandersappraisal and bmtreflections but my inertia is stopping me. better get it done. dont want to get confined with ronald. haha.

after 12 or is it already 13 weeks on tekong, i already think studying overseas might not be for me. i dont like to live alone and have a complete change of a set of friends. i dont like the world to change so much, so fast and so radically around me. i like progressive changes. like from RI to RJ the transition was smooth cos i get to see the 2j4p guys. i like familiarity.

and, without my family, my existence would be as in rousseau's state of nature- sad, solitary and brutish.

on top of that i am lazy. i dont want to make my bed, do my laundry, settle my 3 meals by myself. i am a helpless dick. a lazy fuckshit.

the only thing stopping me is the mileage that i would get from crossing the pacific or the indian ocean.i dont want to regret for life when everyone earns 6 or 7 figures and i earn 5 figures. that sucks cock. but thats for when i have time to worry.

for now,

i can't wait for pop. so can't the fishes around tekong.

post before midnight

well. i continued my legacy of starting all transcript with a C. but whatever, i dun give a shit. it is over. my life starts now.

AAAAABC Merit

after all, im not a perfectionist. so dun call me one.

D for h3 or A for gp?

after sec 4
i went back to ri to collect a D for chinese

after j2
i went back to rj to collect a D for math
and a B that screams
Blatantly Bad
Bullshit
and Bottom half of the school