Friday, June 22, 2007
Thursday, June 21, 2007
POP LO
wah fuck this is a bit late, but never mind.
bmt is finally over. i'm officially private ryan now! whee. i'm lazy to blog, and i don't have much to say about the parade, except that i fucked up one part muchly. the euphoria was also pretty much short-lived for me. don't think there's really much to look forward to after the block leave.
Tuesday, June 19, 2007
Friday, June 8, 2007
let's go to the fair
last night, i was hanging around with po3y before meeting jingwen for supper. finding myself with a little too much time on my hands, i followed po3y back to bishan so i could stone around at macs. then, we saw the carnival at the open space next to the bus interchange. now, most of the carnivals or fairs that i've come across in singapore just stink. they normally have like one ferris wheel and that's about it. but this one had way way more than just a ferris wheel. there were like twenty or so assorted rides including one mean looking inverter.
we, being the curious souls that we are, walked over to check the fair out. it was honestly quite well done, and you almost feel that you're inside escape theme park rather than the open space in bishan. but we couldn't help feeling a twinge of sadness because for all the rides and games that they had, the carnival was deserted. i remember mentioning to po3y that the experience would have been a lot more interesting if the place was packed shoulder to shoulder with people. we decided to give the sad people operating the place some business and tried a few games. the rates there are to say the least, exorbitant. everything costs a multiple of 2.50 and the big rides themselves 10 bucks. craaaaazy..
anyway, i won a red elephant and wowed po3y with my skill with a rifle. po3y blew like ten bucks and won himself some stickers. yay! but all the same, we still left feeling a bit sad for the people who choose a harder path in life. they're here to bring life, and instead they're just losing tons of money.
we, being the curious souls that we are, walked over to check the fair out. it was honestly quite well done, and you almost feel that you're inside escape theme park rather than the open space in bishan. but we couldn't help feeling a twinge of sadness because for all the rides and games that they had, the carnival was deserted. i remember mentioning to po3y that the experience would have been a lot more interesting if the place was packed shoulder to shoulder with people. we decided to give the sad people operating the place some business and tried a few games. the rates there are to say the least, exorbitant. everything costs a multiple of 2.50 and the big rides themselves 10 bucks. craaaaazy..
anyway, i won a red elephant and wowed po3y with my skill with a rifle. po3y blew like ten bucks and won himself some stickers. yay! but all the same, we still left feeling a bit sad for the people who choose a harder path in life. they're here to bring life, and instead they're just losing tons of money.
Thursday, June 7, 2007
you know what always brings a bemused smile to my face?
people telling me they 'found' my blog. my blog has always been open, and its address has ALWAYS and i mean ALWAYS been on my msn nick. you can still see someones tag on my tagboard on the right. haha but she's not the only one la so don't laugh at her. my cousin is another one. after i changed to blogspot a few weeks ago, he messaged me smth along the lines of 'omg you have a blog'. and i'm like 'omg you didn't know? i've always had one'. it doesnt mean that just because i wasn't using blogspot i don't have a blog.
people telling me they 'found' my blog. my blog has always been open, and its address has ALWAYS and i mean ALWAYS been on my msn nick. you can still see someones tag on my tagboard on the right. haha but she's not the only one la so don't laugh at her. my cousin is another one. after i changed to blogspot a few weeks ago, he messaged me smth along the lines of 'omg you have a blog'. and i'm like 'omg you didn't know? i've always had one'. it doesnt mean that just because i wasn't using blogspot i don't have a blog.
FUCK YEAH 24KM IS OVER!
you have no idea how bloody happy i am that its finally over. i've been dreading the march for the past week. it didn't how near pop was, as long as the route march lay on the horizon, there was always going to be dread in my heart. but now, its over. and honestly, it was actually more than bearable compared to some of the other marches. maybe i'm just saying that in hindsight, but right now it seemed pretty okay. i was abit wasted by the 12km mark, but after dinner and an hours rest, i found the march back to camp alright.
fuck man, i will never forget the moment when it ended. marching back into the parade square, screaming the victory song and all the while bathed in the warm orange floodlights which made the whole scene so surreal. i remember standing there as the light drizzle soaked our uniforms, the ominous flashes of lightning and the thunder that rumbled overhead, i remember standing there with my buddy grinning like idiots, i remember standing there as my pc marched up and down the line screaming at us, i remember being flooded my feelings of overwhelming relief and euphoria. i will remember the brutal 10 hours, but i will never forget the instance when it ended.
i think the march has easily been one of the toughest periods in my life. but i've conquered it, and i'm proud of myself.
you have no idea how bloody happy i am that its finally over. i've been dreading the march for the past week. it didn't how near pop was, as long as the route march lay on the horizon, there was always going to be dread in my heart. but now, its over. and honestly, it was actually more than bearable compared to some of the other marches. maybe i'm just saying that in hindsight, but right now it seemed pretty okay. i was abit wasted by the 12km mark, but after dinner and an hours rest, i found the march back to camp alright.
fuck man, i will never forget the moment when it ended. marching back into the parade square, screaming the victory song and all the while bathed in the warm orange floodlights which made the whole scene so surreal. i remember standing there as the light drizzle soaked our uniforms, the ominous flashes of lightning and the thunder that rumbled overhead, i remember standing there with my buddy grinning like idiots, i remember standing there as my pc marched up and down the line screaming at us, i remember being flooded my feelings of overwhelming relief and euphoria. i will remember the brutal 10 hours, but i will never forget the instance when it ended.
i think the march has easily been one of the toughest periods in my life. but i've conquered it, and i'm proud of myself.
Friday, June 1, 2007
Finally something worth any listening to this year
Sum 41 - Underclass Hero
1..2..3..4
Well I won’t be caught living in a dead end job
Afraid to a government content cause
No sense against them
We’re here to represent
And stare right in the face of the establishment.
And I wanna believe (Well you’re frankly nothing)
Stand on my own (A little sympathy)
Wasting the youth (I’m feeling young and useless)
Speak for yourself (Some blindfolded cause)
Well because we're doing fine
And we don't need to be told
That we're doing fine
Cause we won't give you control
And we don't need anything from you
Cause we'll be just fineAnd we won't be bought and sold
Just like you
(A call crossing in the crowd)
Calling out loud with no respect
I’m not the one, just another reject
I’m the voice you affect
I’ll lose and protect
I saw your up against the great America we’ll rise again
Now if this is the time(I see a place, we’re nowhere)
Burning the flag (Another generation)
Everyone see (You’re in the wrong, no future)
Down with the mass (You better listen now)
Well because we're doing fine
And we don't need to be told
That we're doing fine
Cause we won't give you control
And we don't need anything from you
Cause we'll be just fine
And we won't be bought and sold
Just like you
May I have your attention please…
I pledge allegiance to the underclass as your hero at large.
1..2..3..4
We’re the saints of degeneration
We don’t owe anyone an explanation
The leaders
We don’t need this
We’re the leaders of disarray
Well because we're doing fine
And we don't need to be told
That we're doing fine
Cause we won't give you control
And we don't need anything from you
Cause we'll be just fine
And we won't be bought and sold
Just like you
do you know what's weird?
bonks and i have a sort of related history in blogging. for the most part of my blogging life, he has been my host, or at least he could always find me a host. his latest domain as you might recall was f2o.org which shut the door on us recently and left us in a state of blogging limbo. then, in a matter of weeks and without consulting each other, we emerge from our imposed hiatuses (or hiatii?) with new blogspot accounts. mine as you might read from above is dingss.blogspot.com and his was bonkss.blogspot.com. and the feeling when we found out about each others new blog was what the fuck? to raise the weird meter a notch higher, we both even made a second blog dingsss and bonksss respectively. life always seems to throw such weird little coincidences at people, and it never fails to amuse me.
bonks and i have a sort of related history in blogging. for the most part of my blogging life, he has been my host, or at least he could always find me a host. his latest domain as you might recall was f2o.org which shut the door on us recently and left us in a state of blogging limbo. then, in a matter of weeks and without consulting each other, we emerge from our imposed hiatuses (or hiatii?) with new blogspot accounts. mine as you might read from above is dingss.blogspot.com and his was bonkss.blogspot.com. and the feeling when we found out about each others new blog was what the fuck? to raise the weird meter a notch higher, we both even made a second blog dingsss and bonksss respectively. life always seems to throw such weird little coincidences at people, and it never fails to amuse me.
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