 Saturday, January 24, 2009
one word to describe life here. boredom. everyone nowadays has this bad habit of sitting down together and talk about bands. everyday, every weekend, the same old shit. and then, they started plugging an earpiece into their friend's ears and let em listen some dope music. same routine, no ideas.i feel like escaping. escaping to another place. some unfamiliar place with friendly faces. had my live hand grenade throw last wednesday. quite scary as the explosion is fcuking loud! you can even hear it even when you're 1km away from where it explodes. we had to threw a SPG first to gain confidence. its a practice grenade where after 6 seconds, it made a loud poop! after throwing the SPG, comes the real deal. the SFG. the live grenade. the one with 700 ball bearings in it. enough to blow parts of your body off. and i tell you, throwing a live grenade is no joke man. as you wait for your detail, you have to keep the live grenade in your left breast pocket. we also had the chance to hear how loud C4 explosion is. before my detail, theres this guy who threw a blind grenade, which means, the grenade doesnt explode. its either he threw it wrongly or theres some malfunction in the grenade. so the bomb squad came in and plant a C4. after a few seconds, it explodes! the walls shook and we could hear sands splattering down the shelter above. it is 2 times louder than the handgrenade. imagine that. and the shelter we sat down is few metres away from the bay. after the commotion, its my turn. my Platoon Commander talks to me. tell me to calm down and everything. so after the command was given, i twist and pull the pin, held the lever tightly and gave my Commmander the safety pin. he tapped on my shoulder and i threw the grenade at the target. count to 3 just to see where it lands and take cover. after 3 seconds taking cover, the grenade explodes! sometimes, im grateful about my army life. i had the chance to learn something new. to take part in something impossible. something different. something that you wont be able to do for the rest of your lifes. heh. till here then. feel like shitting! |
myself 
who am i? turning 20cents this year.(18 at heart). wandering around a small city called singapore is the most favourable pastime we all liked to do. sure you can complain but nothing beats the safety and security here. a city so small that somewhat, each of us is connected. such as your bapok used to be my bestfriend and the shotgun marriage girl next to your door used to be the brightest student in class. so yeah. i love it here. XD so yerp. serving my ns right now. basically im wasting time and using up the money they gave me. nodding my head in agreement to what they say and to look at em with the brightest eyes i could give. cant wait to go back to school and see all the little boys and bitches act like as if they know everything. 02 december 2010. world cup and ORDoooo!!! lol. thats as much as i could fill you in. anyways, does anyone knows how to permanently remove a moustache? mom says its a man thing but i think people with moustache are the most evil person on earth cept for dad. and oh lastly, i love my friends as much as they love me eventho i dont know how the fuck people calculate love. what measurement unit is it suppose to be? kilovegrams? and oh wait! when a friend came up to you and say, "Relax, theres many fishes in the sea." Do remember to give a middle finger and say this, "fishes? theres more bitches in there eating up all the fishes now." look around dear friend, sex is important to us now, that some of the youth considered it as a 2nd Language. :D |