The Forgotten Land

Friday, January 02, 2009

Had fun... Although i was freaking shagged.
Yes, it was new year's eve.
The day which i booked out.
I booked out at 4 pm.
Reach the freaking harbour at 5pm.
Entered the freaking interchange at around 6.
So vicky, you're information kinda seem wrong. Like totally.

I was on msn at 4 pm well cannot betray my buddy so i cannot say much.
But i had a good time on msn.
I realised how much people are waiting for me.
Waiting for me to appear online.

Got back home at 6 pm. Filled with people bugging me on my phone.
Dispite the fact that i said i was going to sleep.
But oh well. What can i said.
I'm well desired. Muahahaha.

Before i was out of camp.
When i was getting screwed upside down. Vic, SK, ZC and a few other people....
Sorry man... I don't have your numbers in my army phone.
I have no clue who are you so i didn't reply.
Anyway i was being screwed so no point i won't be able to reply you guys as well.

Well firstly after i got out of camp.
Got flooded with herbal soup and drink by my parents.
Due to my flu and all that.
Man... Caring parents.
They gotta do the shit that i bring home from camp.
Thank God i have such parents.

Who will rush to the habour the moment you sms them ?
I told them i book out already and they rushed over to fetch me.
I was still 2 hours from reaching my destination....
They waited for me for 2 hours.

Who in the right mind will wash your cloths and cook for you dinner ?
Very big arr come out of camp.
Need to clean up and treat you like a king ?
Yet my parents went to clean up after my mess on a holiday.
Man... I feel so ashame.
It's like they are going for NS instead of me.
Cook the moment i arrive and all that.
Man.... I feel so useless. Fill that i'm so patetic that i cannot do anything.
Nothing have i done for my parents.

Many people said i have grown.
To be more independent.
To be more mature.
The way i speak is different.
I guess i have no clue.
The more i get screwed the more i miss the life i used to have.
The more i feel i've been spoilt.
I feel like the king the moment i reached home.
I can feel the difference.
The day i left for camp after my first book out,
I felt depressed.
I didn't want to go back.
I felt like dying.
But when i entered camp.
I had no time to die.
I had to train, i need to be more fit.
I need to be strong, better, faster.

Anyway this is going to be a long blog.
Started after the 30 min rest.
The moment my mom opened the door,
reaction kicked in and i sat in standard position.
Felt so stupid. But yeah... That's my life now.
Anyway went out after that with the car at 8 plus nearing 9.
I remembered watching tv with my parents.
But i don't really care about tv.
It was more of talking with my parents.
Watching the news on channel news asia.

I'm like a frog in the well.
Knowing nothing.

Anyway drove to the mrt to pick the guys up.
They were not sure if there were drinks being provided there.
So they got some soft drinks.
I got free soft drinks from SK.
Wooo....

Drove to the park after that.
Had some problems with the parking.
After not driving for 3 weeks plus 4 weeks.
I got abit rusty with the logic.
But i see my reflexes gotten better.
After finding a ulu place to park.
With 2 freaking trucks to hide my car with a van in front of me.
Even if i get finded the van will block me.
And it's far away from the park too.

Anyway told stories of my army life.
Made the guys laugh.
The tough life in tekong has given me lots of stories to tell.
When you are in the best and you cock up.
Many stories will appear.

Wanted to get the chriscentiment tea like last year.
But the menu seems to have changed a whole lot.
Thus i decided to get a pot of tea.
Yeah right what a big pot indeed.
4 bucks for that. Seems kinda expensive and wasteful.
But WTH, i'm having fun with my friends.
I don't really give a damn about the money.
It's the people i'm out with.

The pot looks so ..... Arr....
Well ..... As Vicky said ... Cute.
Saw fireworks in malaysia.
Cool... But nothing special.
When caught my attention was the signal flare look alike.
The flames flew beautifully into the air.
Too bad it didn't burst into flames.
Ever saw a flaming tree ?
I did. It's so cool playing with the items.
Can't wait to play with the big weapons.
Anyway Vic bought sparkles again.....
Oh well... What you expect she never got through NS.
Still a kid.
I felt bored playing sparkles.
After you see the fire arms in army.
Sparkles seem so stupid.
The amount of fire power it can produce is like so small.
You should have seen the flash bang thingy.
Man.... My eyes sparkled when i saw it.
It was so cool.
But in order to make her happy.
Oh well. Just play la.
Anyway SK also ask me to play.
How can i refuse ?

Okay.... As you can see from the pictures i'm having fun.....
I guess....

Tried my best to make a heart shape.....
Unfortunately it didn't seem that easy to bend it the way you want to.
Plus i saw some gun powder falling out so best not to bend it futher.
It did turn out rather cool to burn from both sides.
The heart seems to burn rather nicely.
ZC stole some of the flames from me in order to save his butt from getting burnt.

Had fun building funny shapes and getting it to burn brightly.
We tried burning alot of them but failed like mad.
The sparkles seems to burst like mad....
It burst like a HG but well.
The flames just hit your pants la....
So don't be a sissy.... Just suck it in....
Had fun trying to burst the ultimate bundle.
Tried burning cardboard..... But it was damn hard to burn it....
Took like freaking long and the fire didn't really burn enough to light the whole bunch.

I though of the extreme safety measure.
Put the paper that Nah didn' want, into the bottle.
Light it up and burn the sparkles from a distance.
Freaking scared since i didn't know which one will burst into flames all of a sudden.
SK was telling me not to get disfigured for the sake of burning the sparkles.
I still have to book into tekong on sat.
Hahaha... That was funny...
He of all people telling me that. When he risked his life to burn the first few sparkles.
Hahaha. Funny. But thanks...
I wanted all the more to burn the sparkles when you told me not to.
Because a cougar warrior does not give up, no matter what.

In the end we did a final pose and took a picture.
Vic was saying she'll take the picture of us guys.
But wah piang, there is something called the timer.
Yes you can take it without the use of a human.I decided to give the spirit of the cougar warrior.
Cougar what is your favourate exercise ?
"PUSH UP SGT. !!!!!"
"PUSH UP IN POSITION."
"YES SGT. !!!!"
"Permission to proceed SGT. !!!!"

Vic was asking me .... Sure or not got 10 sec more lei.
Please la. Kanna punished for like 5 mins holding in that position lei.
What is 10 sec.... LOL.
Hmm.... I don't remember myself being so dark. Hahaha.
Oh well. Kanna punished too much already.
Sure turn dark one la.

Oh well. When people ask me to KNOCK IT DOWN.
We must reply.... HOW MANY DO YOU WANT !!!!
300 down now.
THANK YOU SIR.
Permission to continue SIR !!!

That is a cougar warrior.... After the 300 and you wish to die.
You smile and tell the Sir, Sir i want more Sir !!!

Hahaha.... Anyway after that i sent them back 1 by 1.
Not knowing where to go....
Being lost.... Feeling like the road is freaking long.
Anyway after all of that it was like 2.30......

I was freaking shagged already. Going to KO...
Than a phone called rang. Man... You owe me big time...
Went out till 4.30 when i sent you home.
I was totally shagged. Reached home at 5 am...
Slept till 5 pm the next day... Well or should i say the day itself.
Man.... Shagged. Went out with my parents for dinner and walk with them.
Bought some CDs. Classical songs.
So i can put them in the car. Enjoy them while i drive.

Went out with ZX after that for some usual routine.
Althought it's abit lame but well. Yeah ok la.
It's bored. Hopefully today will be eventful.
I'm going back to sleep again. Nitez.

and the frost fell...
those glassy crystal orbs... Shannon left a note @
2:49 pm

-----------------

About Me

Crossroads

Memories Of The Wind

Whispers Of The Forest

Whistle While You Walk

The Trodden Road

Memories of the forgotten

Friday, January 02, 2009