{SOMEWHERE OVER THE RAINBOW.}

Monday, August 21, 2006

title:{The Past}

Life sucks. Probably somewhere on my forehead, or in my DNA there is this few words that says, "Screw me". Signed a 1206 whatever the hell it means. Paid 6 bucks for equipment we lost and we have no idea how a table can go missing. Stupid stupid stupid. Going to my new camp tmr. Whoopee. At least the drinking gang is there. Can go out and make a fool of myself again.

I wanna sing. But I don't feel like singing. I find it meaningless to do many things now. I cry at the simplest stuff. I find it tiring to live to society's meaningless rules and requirements. There's singing on saturday. I don't want to go. I find it tiring if I gotta put up a smiling face. I'd rather be sleeping at home trying to nurse my upcoming hangover. I don't know.

I'm resorting to food therapy yet again. Eating a lot. And now drinking comes into the picture. Then when I find my weight disgusting I'll probably try to be anorexic or bullimic. And the whole cycle starts again. Not a very fast and painless way to die. But oh wells. Worth a try.

Haiz. In every young child I see GOD. So innocent and so naive. Plain and simple. Each individual moulded by His own hands.

Sigh. Where is the love. So much hatred. I don't think I can even recognize Love anymore. Void of emotions. Just displaying what is needed when the situation arises. In my mind. I just feel that no one cares anymore. Rather I don't see anyone caring at all. Everyone is busy destroying our lovely planet. And screwing each other's lifes. I hate this world. I hate myself. I hate everything.

9:21 pm;

Sunday, August 20, 2006

title:{New Posting}

Finally, the course have come to an end and the postings just came out. Whoopee, I'm posted to some crap ass unit in some crap ass location. Super sucks. I lost my chance of staying in my camp to do computer stuff to morons who know nuts about them. What the crap man. Why are there so many dumb people around. And why the crap am I getting so affected by them. Feeling like shit. As usual. Seems to be my daily routine everyday. Feel like crap, try to be smiley and somehow I can keep my cheery self whilst my inside tear. Kinda hard to keep up.

Went out with the a bunch of my coursemates after the Happy Hour crap. So much for being happy. Most of us were pretty much disgruntled. Initial plan was to get to IndoChine, too bad the bar was too full. Then one member just disappeared off with his girlfriend. Ended up in Clark Quay to go to Cafe Iguana. Ordered a Macho Margarita which is like this huge cup/glass of some iced blended tequila with fruit flavor. It was like drinking 1 litre's worth of alcohol. Everyone was like high and walking in zig-zag line after that. Quite an interesting side to see when everyone is like suaying and laughing. Kind of like a false sense of happiness.

Ended up puking out everything till my throat hurt. Everything just practically spilled out. Everyone had their share of spilling their guts out. At least I did it in the toilet. Some were just releasing them whilst walking to go eat Bak Kut Teh. Our dear trainee was quite a sad sight. Sigh. I don't know. He seemed pretty bad. Crying pretty badly after puking. Good thing he managed to get home safe. Sucks man. Even alcohol cannot dissolve my depression.

Saw Ying Hui off at the airport. Had quite a hangover when I met the group. But at least I managed to sleep quite a bit at home before I rushed to the airport. Ate some brunch with Jon and Dan. Then proceeded to go Jon's house to practice some Butterfly. Managed to get some parts worked out and invent some of my own parts. So many over-lapping parts that cannot be heard properly. Was quite interesting. Had a short session before going out.

Final highlight would be hanging out with my secondary school friends. Went to Ulu Pandan Community Club to see our dear friend Aloysius perform with the Singapore Wind Symphony Percussion Ensemble. Man, they are super cool. All the songs and pieces they play totally rocked. Saw the percussion in totally different light. It was simply awesome. Then went to Carl's Jr. for supper and then back to our favourite MacDonalds hang out where we just sit there and ponder upon life's mysteries and debate on certain stuff. I love talking to them. Correction. I love conversing with them. I get to ask questions, and use my brains to answer questions. Just talking about all sorts of issue but mostly science stuff. Sweet. Broke off at 2 and went home. Pretty tired out

10:38 am;

Sunday, August 13, 2006

title:{Happy False Patriotism Day}

Yes what an interesting week this has turned out to be. There is a nice national day to celebrate the leaving of our 2 lovely altos (Annabelle and Ying Hui). Went over to Amelia's place to enjoy the day of singing and stuff. Too bad there is this BookIn thing that has to be contended with. Nevertheless it was a nice day. Too bad I missed out on the Butterfly singing though. National Day. A day where the country is forced to celebrate the nation's anniversary of independence. I'd rather be celebrating the anniversary of World Peace then some false occasion of insignificance. Sheesh. When will we be able to see our whole planet as a single entity instead of multiple countries of difference.

Saturday was one of the bestest day of the week. Well any day outside camp is surely good. Anyways it was the Pirate Party at Trina's place. It was simply fantastic. Kinda like a mini CJC gathering. So many familar faces and stuff. I don't think this kind of gathering will be organized often. Not often you get so many different groups of people together. Super funness. Not many people dressed up though but it was besides the point. The point was to have fun woohoo!.

8:37 pm;

Sunday, August 06, 2006

title:{Acapella Fun}

Its been a great weekend. I finished reading Harry Potter : And the Prisoner of Azkaban. Come to think of it, army camps are like Azkaban Prison and all the officers and sergeants are like Dementors, all sucking the happiness and life out of you. And everytime you book out, you will feel an immense sense of relief washing over you. The resemblance is clearly obvious.

Anyways, asked Ying Hui out for a lunch which turned into a dinner instead. The cool thing was we went to Hilton Hotel and went to see the Harvard Din And Tonics acapella group. Man they totally rocked. There was this tall bass guy and he was very very funny doing all them crazy actions. There were like 2 performances at different times and different songs. And we both like rushed dinner to check out the other half. Not only did they sing, they did some entertaining impressions. Super funny. And there was this little guy who could do some soprano operatic voice. So high and wow, simply awesome. All in all it was simply fantastic.

Check out the CD Ying Hui bought from them on the spot. Managed to get Mr. Tall and Funny to sign it, as well as the Singaporean in their group. Super sweet. Kinda regret I didn't do that as well. Oh wells, I got a photo image of it anyways. Super sweet day. Ended the day watching fireworks at the esplanade. It was like filled to the brim with people. Still managed to enjoy it. The duration and firework display was fantastic.

Then went on to Jun Yang's house to stay over and watch movies. Missed out on some show they were watching. Team American by Trey Parker and Matt Stone, producers of South Park. Anyways, watched Hard Candy instead. I haven't seen a more disturbing and sick show ever. Not very healthy to watch man. Then breaked for Macdonalds snack. Thank goodness for the 24 hours service. Then went back to watch Sin City. The director was really good. Can really portray the comic element and look into the movie.

Slept over until it was morning before proceeding for a swim. Then had Long John Silver's breakfast. First time trying it. Not that bad. Kinda cool. Though their hot tea doesn't really suit my taste. Weird flavor. Ceylon Tea. Yucks. Oh wells, gotta wait till Ying Hui send me the songs from Din and Tonics before I can enjoy them. Simply awesome man.

7:26 pm;