notice one factor while i am in the army these 2 years.(yes, i have been in the army for 2 yrs le)
anyway i realised the fact that people who are quiet and keep all their feelings to themselves have, amongst all the different characters, the highest possibility to get depression.

maybe bcoz they just keep stuffing all their troubles and watever shit into that glass bottle in their tiny heart. different people have different sizes of bottles. but no matter how big it is, the glass bottle will eventually overflow one day and when it happens. it just basically erupts.

so basically wat u should do is just to regularly empty ur glass bottle at least once in a while. confide to ur close frans. it always feels better when you know that in the whole wide world, there is someone out there who is sharing ur burden, sharing the pain which you feel.

hmmm to a new topic.

have you eaten your breakfast?

i have..

ok crap. wat the fuck. wat does it have to do with you right?

as people grow up, you will definitely learn new things right?
experience feelings that you have never experienced before. like falling in love, having close frans, sharing problems, being on stage, losing a competition, winning trophies etc. you dont know how you will feel till u experience these mixture of feelings urself. These feelings just doesnt come with you when you were born.

when i was young, i easily believed people. even when both sides quarrel, whoever tell me his story first i would be like "oh how could that fucker do this to you?"

then when i hear the other side i would be like "oh so its that fucker who is lying to me"

then when i go hear the other side i would again be like "oh he is a lanjiao lang male organ human."

so basically i was jumping ships all the time. it was only then when i grew older that i know no matter how realistic, true or watever one party says, you should never make ur own stand till you hear both side of the stories.

does it sound familiar to you?

i blive most of us went thru this stage before. learning to listen to both stories before you place your verdict. haha i learnt thru it in a quite a hard way i should say. i also forgot how le but just remember that it wasnt easy knowing this fact.

anyway life is about learning new things and experiencing new feelings. still looking forward to this part of growing up :P

do you know sometimes, just sometimes i wonder how many people will be so free as to read my blog. i did consider the possibility of putting those thingy that keep tracks of number of people who browse ur blog.

but in the end i didnt. coz why?

i am just too fucking plain lazy too busy to do it.

a lot of people commented on my last entry regarding the white thing. some even to the extent of tellin me on msn or even in person.

i was then fucking thinking brain-storming.
why need to go to that extent? my tag board there for wat siah? to show people i am not so dumb till i dont know how to put a tag board?

ok i was crapping about it. no hard feelings at all. seriously i am jokin ok....

....

why? i dont sound like i am jokin about it??

k how about i put a haha. haha

happy?

sometimes ah, i just find it funny. how many of you when sms-ing put a 'haha' when fucking obviously you are not laughing at all. i admit i am one of those fucker. but i blive as long as you managed to read this entry now, i can say Welcome to the Fuckers' Clan.

funny right? how come ah? we not laughin but we put haha. iis it to show the other party our tone when we type those sms? since very often we mean no harm in a sms but the recieving party could mistaken that you are actually angry then u end up explainin that no ah, i am not angry at all.

hmm, guess this is one of the bad point about sms. hope one genius can solve this problem.

sadly, i admit i will not be one of those genius.


cause.. i know my own limits. i know how high the sky i can reach.

but don worry, i am not sad at all... :)



oh ya by the way, i was just intending to come up a new Windows program. MicroHard Qiang

I wasnt aiming for the sky. I aim for the stars

as i am typing this entry, my eye ball just unnoticing keeps glancing at my hands.
It looks gross, disgusting, gruesome, loathesome, nauseating, sickening, shanky, yucky and offensive.

i counted and the results were shocking, astonishing, apalling, stunning, surprising, bedazing, stupefying.
the sand fly bites totalled to an amount of 52 not inclusive of those on my butt and back and rest of my body parts.

so i understand the first question is Where the hell did our poor Qiang went to cause such great pain?

well, seriously i am fighting against myself now to tell you the truth. for people out there know that i am so honest that even Stone Cold would have screamed Hell Ya~!

anyway i cant tell. its a secret. military secret....

ok.. what the fuck. i went outfield for training. 3 days i never bathe. 3 days i just keep pouring Baby Johnson Powder on my naked body. oh yup, i never changed underwear or socks too. no one does it cause reason is too shag. bo ka lan so much. so basically i just keep pouring tons & tons powder to prevent my male productive system from rotting, decaying and malfunctioning.

the fun thing is i always pour so much powder that when i go pee-ing in the dark, u can see this white thing that shoots water dangling down there.

sooo cute~~~

Yesterday was tiring. Yesterday was exhausting. Yesterday was life draining. Yesterday was fagging. Yesterday was nothing but a waste of time. Yesterday was Project:Let the Traffic flow Good Good Part II.

finally evrything ended. no more rehearsals, no more wasting of money in the canteen. no more crap. saluted countless officers yesterday cause the personnels who parked in my carpark were all officers. the last time i ever saluted an officer was around 366days ago. ever since i became a Spec, i bo ka lan one haha. see also hack care.. i was very courteous. see evry officer also salute *cough cough.

anyway ended the whole thing at round 2230 hours. from then on, it was rushing back to camp to make it in time to book out.

we rushed the driver to drive fast fast.
we ran up the 56 steps of stairs.
we forced open our bunk door.
we grabbed all my shower equipment.
we flew to the toilet.
we threw evrythin that need to be bringed home into our bags.
they were slow. so i flew home first haha..

glad i made it in time. went to look for certain special someone after that. been missing her the whole weekend.
certain special someone gave me a certain special surprise. she specially baked a-look-not-very-nice-but-taste-nice cheese cake for me.

normally i am not a person who takes a fancy for cheese cakes. but i liked her cheese cake very much. because her cheese cake was unique. because her cheese cake has no cheese taste at all.

but overall, i gave the cheese cake 99 points

out of 200....

*swallows..

i was jokin..

yesterday was somewhat quite a special day. special as in you know there are total of 12 Specialists with me since i became a Spec a year ago. been together since then. and now, 3 of them is going to disrupt.

ytd night was so-called the last chance we have to gather as a whole together so we decided to do something special. but what special things can we do when we are stuck in camp? well, we just decided to hold a mini eating gathering. since our Anchorage 2IC and Raft 2 Pre-Launch Commander is only coming back at night, we asked them to packet KFC come back. while waiting for them, we joined up all our shoe-cupboards (we didnt have enough tables) to act as temporary tables.

when they cam back, we had a feast of our own. 2nd time we had a major eating gathering in our bunk. well, its always special to eat with so many people. as in, how many a times in life do u live in the same room with so many people?

please don suspect that i am a gay, i am straight ok.

now at one of a camp in jurong. today is the actual commencement of Project: Let the Traffic Flow Good Good Part II. so sianz.. can only get to go back home tmro morning.

niah ma eh tamagochi~~ i just hate love this place...