Dear Blog,

System failure is unacceptable. But it isn't my problem.

Gotten 2 1/2 days off for last week. To the future bosses around or the current ones, please treat your subordinate with equalness and logic when it comes to rewarding them. It's not that i am unhappy with the 2 1/2 days, but yea that was what i expected. But others who barely worked all got 2 days and i got that extra 1/2 day was because i came back on saturday.

Well... all of us thought the best way to gauge how much to reward us was by the OT hours, but in a way which i will never understand, our dear boss decided not to look at those hours. And the most irritating thing is we got to clear them by next week. Imagine the whole BSS take Offs next mon and tues. BSS close shop. =p

Then somemore i won't be able to clear next week, don't care le la... i shall store... oh and WK started clearing leave today.

Everyday should be like today. Life run, then games until 930. By the time we get to the office, we are getting ready for lunch. That's how time flies.


Yours,
Lah

Dear Blog,

System failure is unacceptable. But it isn't my problem.

Gotten 2 1/2 days off for last week. To the future bosses around or the current ones, please treat your subordinate with equalness and logic when it comes to rewarding them. It's not that i am unhappy with the 2 1/2 days, but yea that was what i expected. But others who barely worked all got 2 days and i got that extra 1/2 day was because i came back on saturday.

Well... all of us thought the best way to gauge how much to reward us was by the OT hours, but in a way which i will never understand, our dear boss decided not to look at those hours. And the most irritating thing is we got to clear them by next week. Imagine the whole BSS take Offs next mon and tues. BSS close shop. =p

Then somemore i won't be able to clear next week, don't care le la... i shall store... oh and WK started clearing leave today.

Everyday should be like today. Life run, then games until 930. By the time we get to the office, we are getting ready for lunch. That's how time flies.


Yours,
Lah

Dear Blog,

Oh and i am known as a Logistician.

Never know the word quite exists.


Yours,
Lah

Dear Blog,

Hello.

Goodbye.

I can't wait to book in suddenly. 1st time manz. Just a few more book ins...


Yours,
Lah

Dear Blog,

Here's what happened the whole week.

Booked in on mon with my mind dead on cutting my hair. It was pretty long, and nah i didn't want OKB to issue me any of his infamous extras. Got it cut at the auntie's, whom i reckon learnt hair cutting herself. But she ain't too bad. But i chose to leave the fringe there, so i kind of got this bunch of extra long hair sprouting from the front.

Anyway... that's when the bad stuff started happening. Firstly i took an awfully long time washing away the "remains" of whatever cut hair there is. They just kept on appearing as though my head's growing little pieces of hair. And those few guys sitting outside the barber were pretty amused at me.

Then when i got back to the office, everyone was "summoned" by our beloved Yipster. Apparently a lot of differences were noticed between the account cards and the actual amount of stores. So that were where my Mon and Tues went to. In between, a lot of changes happened, and tempers flared, and everyone was pissed with Yipster. I swear if we don't get a decent amount of Offs for this, there would be a revolution.

We all stayed until like ten each day until there was no choice but to let us go cos the computers had to be shut off at that time. I think all of us are too used to the good life. Too used to going back home before the sun set, too used to having a nice warm shower at home. Too used to having our own life at night.

And guess what our dear Yipster was doing while all of us were working our asses off? He was 'busily' sitting in this office replying to emails and walking around threatening people with DB if we are to lose the account cards. So much for the encouragement.

So come wed, all of us decided that it would be a wiser idea not to wait for any instructions since we weren't doing anything in the afternoon. So all of us zhao off in JC's van before Gary could say: "Do you have anything for me?" =p

On thurs, Yipster gathered all of us and sort of gave an encouragement speech. It was kind of impromptu, so whatever that came out was rather full of shit. I must admit that guy knows his stuff, but come on manz... do help out when all of us are working. A leader must show his men that he is doing what he ordered his men to do. Or at least show that he's working. But one thing about him is that if he thinks that he knows something, he believe also that he will be better than you at that thing. Well... i can only say that i ain't too bad with computers.

Then i suay suay got arrowed to help him in HIS OFFICE, we call it the "slaughterhouse" now. Was using Excel the whole afternoon. Never ever used so much excel, until from not so sure about it, i can safely draw a spreadsheet and aiya, do whatever he asked me to then. Then i think i am a hypocrite. Because i was swearing at him during his "encouragement" speech, then i was like telling Shaun actually he isn't too bad.

I don't know if it was good or bad, but i helped him finished hell lot of stuff and he kept on saying what i very efficient, do very fast. Backside to that la. If in the future he's gonna keep on calling me to do his sai kang, then i am so going to regret working so fast. But he did show his interest when he asked me and Shaun to choose between who's going back today and tmr to continue doing.

I was in such a dilemma lor. The Off looks so attractive, but going back on a public holiday is so sian. But in the end i still said yes. But last night i called Shaun and tell him i can't. Really. Dad's birthday. There goes the confirmed Off. Haiz.

Basically, this week i wasn't a storeman. I was an office clerk. And it ain't easy.


Yours,
Lah

Dear Blog,

Actually i am very tired. I can fall asleep anytime now.

But i don't feel like sleeping... don't want to waste the long weekend. I agreed to going back tmr to help Yip. But i just called Shaun to take over. Was in such a dilemma just now. Because i want the off.


Blah.

Oh and Linda is super chio. I swear it's her eyes.


Yours,
Lah

Dear Diary,

Well... it's that time of the year again. When the postings of the newly passed out privates are released. I got that feeling last year. Luckily i refused to let myself hoped for too much. Then after knowing that only 1 guy ended up at OCS, i felt better.

Then i began thinking, if i wasn't in Delta Coy, or rather if i wasn't in platoon 3, then maybe i would have ended up at OCS. Then Eugene, Jiaxian and Deneng would have gotten in too. Yes the system sucks. I reasoned that if they gave you a "better" life in BMT, then you ain't going to get the "priviledge" of going to where you want to.

I reckon they kind of fix this quota for each batch, each coy and each platoon such that it sucks big time. Someone "lousier" than me in some other coy might be on their way to OCS because they have to cover the "quota" that was set for that coy whereas for out platoon, we only need 1 guy so the platoon best is selected. The rest of us "good-but-too-bad-cos-there's-no-space" are left with going to a place to learn how to "with pride we lead".

Or maybe... my PC during BMT, Warrant Yip-with-no-one-to-comb-his-cockhair, just didn't bother to care. He was just there to blast vulgarities at us, asked us to do his shit, and perhaps once in a while act all nice when it came to the scheduled interviews. Maybe he just didn't bother about who goes where. Afterall, with each passing day and month, he collects his pay as usual.

Well... i turn out pretty well anyway. SISPEC wasn't too bad. It got me damn garung. Most of my army memories are from there. I love my section, and how garung all of us are. How we all got marked by the PC. Every single one of us. Until our dear Section Instuctor, Thomas(HAHAHAH to this day the thought of him still makes me laugh), kind of gave up. Our PC, Warrant Felix has to personally come lead us for training on one of the days. We weren't bad you know. We were just better than Thomas. And it kind of sucks when someone who's "unfit" is your instructor.

I love my Specialist life now. Perhaps i can say i am lucky that's all. There were times when i was reflecting on the various routes and choices along my army life; like what if i got into ASLC, had remained in infantry, then i wouldn't had the chance to go through BPCC, what if i had gotten posted to Alpha instead of now at BSS, then i wouldn't be able to book out everyday to spend time with my loved ones. I also wouldn't be able to know people like KP, WK, Shaun, Zico, Alvin, Andrew, Weiming and more who taught me many more aspects to life. I wouldn't be able to give them the Good Life that i have always strive to. Maybe this gave me the chance to fulfil my promise to myself of not knocking anyone down ever.

"Specialists are the backbone of the Army." I heard this said a few times before... and yea... without us... i would love to see all the officers do the work.


"With Pride We Lead"
Yours,
Lah

Dear Diary,

Been playing LOTR: The Return Of The King, until i got so gian about buying the trilogy dvd. I think i should.

Operation Piggy Bank going on well.

Oh... and i made a sudden plan yesterday... and it's going to come true... =) hee damn happy...

I shall blast again at my 2IC for his inefficiency. He asked me to go source out something when he should be doing it. Yes i was helping Ivan with his tugboats and pontoons... doing other people's work... but doing my 2IC's work for him isn't quite right when he's quite free.

IF Zico is a sergeant...

Recruit A: Good afternoon Sergeant~!!!
Zico: Bloody hell... what's so good about the afternoon??? KNOCK IT DOWN~!!!


Ivan is creating an outstanding feud with Gary(yes that 2IC). It was hilarious each time they argue la. And Gary said.. "wah being DOS very tiring leh...if you all got nothing to do better don't come and disturb me..."

Tsk tsk..

Good Day~!


Yours,
Lah

Dear Blog,

Just now at the coffee shop i saw some recruits. Then i giggled like mad and start pulling my hair and grinning. Then my sis said i am mean.

Whatever.


Yours,
Lah

Dear Blog,

Watching this show about loving 2 persons at the same time. The girl is about to marry this guy. But then she suddenly finds herself liking the guy's brother, and they are both twins. So they look alike, but they are different character-wise. And the twin likes her too.

Anyway, there goes the weekend again. But it's good, cos time's passing quickly.

Tmr going to Wild Wild Wet. Supposedly joined some game. Bound to get wet i guess.

There was a talk with my mum and my sis about family's education, environment's influence and people's mindset. When people are born of a poorer family, one which does not permit them to actually get a proper education, they aren't exactly the wisest people around. So the things that they encounter, and the way they handle it might not be the best. When one's mindset is so fixed, such that from young till old, he/she has been taught that respect must always be given to seniors/elders, and one cannot give his own ideas to the older generation, it is surely very difficult to change that mindset.

I'm going to save, save and save. "Operation Piggybank" begins...


Yours,
Lah

Dear Blog,

"Chen chen xiang si... ..."


LOL~!


Yours,
Lah

Dear Blog,

I want to........................................................ i don't know...

I don't know what i want to study.

I don't know what i want to work as.

I don't know what i want to do in the future.



Grrr.....


I want to be an astronaut.

Or probably... not.


Yours,
Lah

Dear Blog,

Argghh... can't make up my mind. SMU or not?


Yours,
Lah

Dear Blog,

Hahah i love the Jacky Wu's show on sunday night. It's like hilarious, especially the part when they play pranks on the various celebrity. This is great entertainment.

Just got home from town. Went Sakae for lunch. Met fred and SJ later. So long never see her le.

Tired. Tmr going Khatib camp for track comp. Tmr night organ practice.

Feeling very weird. In a kind of mood whereby i want to meet up with the friends that i know but haven't met up for a long long time.

Bah.. don't know what i am saying. Time is passing too fast during weekends and too slowly during weekdays.


Yours,
Lah

Dear Blog,

Wrote this in a notebook. Saw it again just now. Just think that it's a nice paragraph.

"It takes 2 people to form a relationship, but only one to end it. If both parties in a relationship want badly enough to overcome any obstacle, they can. There are very few insurmountable problems, but as for the willpower to solve them, that's unfortunately more elusive. What people define as a 'toxic' relationship is a situation in which one or both individuals have stopped appreciating the basis of their relationship and are off on twisted tangents that lead to hurting themselves. And, this toxicity is very often based on the simple vices of pride, insecurity and distrust - which have no place between two people."

Was walking out with Chun Boon and Terry just now. Managed to talk to both of them, at least i know what happened.


Yours,
Lah

Dear Blog,

Just got home from a drive. It felt so good. Haven't done it for quite a while. But i'm quite tired. So i was basically just driving, not quite paying much attention. Haha =p... Anyway, i've decided to drive slow from now on. Sensed that parents have been dropping me a lot of hints lately, guess i probably got a ticket or smth but they never say anything. And that explains why so many cars go so slow nowadays. With all those hidden cameras all over the place.

I like driving to town. I like to watch the people walking along town and feel myself part of the buzz, yet i am alone in the little space of mine, travelling at my own pace.

Dad's watching Catwoman downstairs. Got time i'm going to see how lousy the show is.

Body aching. Never quite felt an ache at the side of my body before. All from the monday. With the cycling and the running and the badminton. I've lost a lot of my skills. And my fitness. Last time i used to be proud of my dropshots. Called them 'ultimate dropshots' because they really are good. Now i can't do any. Really damn lousy. And i can't give a proper lob. And i still dare to say this is the sport that i am best at. Worst at probably.

I miss training. What with all those running too, and now i can't pace 1.5km without slowing down.

And guess what... BSS is going ISO... this is mad. It is incredibly mad. Maintenence took 7 months to be ISO certified. Imagine how big ARMCEG is... we kind of calculated... it would take us probably around 15 years. =p Anyway, BSS is going to take a long long time i think. We aren't that good. And not to say that we are a big section, but apparently from what my dear 2IC says, Head Log holds us in high regard. Bullshit to him la, forget the ISO and leave us to our nice kampong lives.

Going to make a call... =)


Yours,
Lah