Strange Curses

i am back. and with a new blog. dunno wat happened to my old blog which was not closed down but it is not under me anymore. hack it.

been very very bored in camp recently. having a pretty bad spell there. lots of shit were done by those higher fucks (those with bars and crabs). i dun even noe where to start explaining. its like bad things juz keep happening to me. like today, the fucking old man, also known as RSM, fucking scolded me for something that i was not wrong in doing. his runner came up to me and tell me to photocopy some shit for him which i politely told him to bring his own paper as we are running low on it. he went back to tell the old leecher that we dun have paper. old leecher came storming into our branch and.....

fucking old man: Whats the problem here? you mean i cannot photocopy 8 sets of this? (waves a stack of shit) what if i tell you this is for the CO? you dare tell me i cannot photocopy.

me: no sir

fucking old man: young man, you dare tell me that the biggest branch in the HQ doesn't have paper to photocopy simple things for me?

me: no sir (looks away from him)

fucking old man: young man, u better sort this out for me NOW!!! (shouts at the top of his creeking voice) you understand?

me: yes sir ( but i am actually thinking fuck off u old bloody idiot and annoyingly did his shit for him)

next time i am not going to do any of his stuff anymore. i am feeling so fucked up. i think this bugger should be shot with the SAR 21 i was cleaning earlier. and speaking about SAR 21, it was my first time stripping it. haha...quite fun sia. but the reason for cleaning it is not so fun. it is for MUSTER PARADE. haiz, depressing words.

i also had so many stand by beds and security checks recently that i cannot take it anymore. no choice, have to do it. today also had a stupid, pointless, timewasting bomb threat exercize. as if any terrorist want to bomb 2 SIR like tat. wanna bomb still have to walk 1 km from main road. and also 2 SIR got nothing for them to bomb also. haha, stupid idiots. because of all the security checks and standby bunks, i had to bring home my beloved xbox, and my tv set.

the bloody recruits who juz enlisted were fucking noisy also. every morning, afternoon, evening, they will sing...

left, left, left right left

or

early in the morning sun,
with a field pack on my back,
with an aching in my heart,
and my body full of sweat.

so fucking noisy man. juz shuddup. and it is becoz of you guys that i have to work saturday as well. if got chance i sure tekkan you shits!! Whole lot knock it down. but dream on man kenny. :(

been having a bad patch man. i lost my girl. money problems. even the shower head has a problem with me. BLOODY HELL. when i was bathing juz now the whole shower head drop on my head. it is being pushed out of the socket by the water pressure. and OUCH. i pick it up and slot it back. and OUCH again. twice it drop on my head. how sway can i get?

i dun wanna start this blog with all the negative thoughts. not good for bloggie fengshui. i wanna pay a tribute to mr alan xu. this guy, is a short funny man. came into S1 branch with the fear of officers and sergeants. but left the branch after 1 and a half months to take his 'A' levels. haha. wish him all the best. and alan, if you are reading this, this is for you.

also i am saving up for this baby.

HP MEDIA CENTER PC. I dun have the specs with me at the moment but this is gonna be my baby. it is an ultimate entertainment machine. scary. it has over 200GB of space man. wow...simply love it. price is about $2500. go check it out man.

i shall stop bitching man. tats all folks. tomorrow will be a better day. 500 more days to ORD.