Lucky Us?

feeling kinda bored now so for the 1st time, i am bloggin from my workplace.
feeling so fuckin free, my mindbrought me back to an issue which happened yesterday at this very same place.

as some peeps know, what i deal with evryday is mostly foreign workers coming in to register for safety courses and so on.
sometimes, its really heartening to see that though they are not really that rich, some came on their own accord to upgrade themselves.

some were diploma holders, some degree holders.

yesterday came this certain bangladesh guy. he looks jus like any dark skin guy which u see on normal streets and u will think "wo Bung-GA-LA".

anyway he was really polite and ask me a lot of questions which i patiently reply. in the end, he applied for a course which cost over 300 plus.

but the moment he took out his wallet, i felt so.. so don know how to describe.
his wallet was all torn n worn out to the state where there was onli one pocket usable. and yet he was still using it. he could have well use the 300 plus to buy a new wallet but no, he didnt.

he rather use it to apply for a course which he think would be useful. i thought of myself. if my wallet has even a small hole, i would change it liao.

what course to upgrade myself?

sorry no money. need buy wallet.

it was at that instant when i really felt that singaporeans are really so so lucky.

foreign workers with degree gotta come to singapore to earn some 400 plus dollars evry month which to us, is perhaps jus 4 meals at a restaurant but to them is really a lifeline for them back at home.

but suddenly, i thought of another issue. its because that they are so much cheaper to hire, sgporeans are comin to complain to us that foreign workers are snatchin their rice bowls.

one sgporean came n typically said "i took up so much course but no one still wana hire me. why the fuck am i wastin so much money?"

...

k why did i brought up this issue. no link at all.

sianz wallet going spoil soon liao. nx payday go buy new wallet..

Rules

Rule No. 1: Hong Ziqiang is always right

Rule No. 2: As humans make error and if by any chance or by any way you find that Hong Ziqiang is wrong, please refer to Rule No. 1

Cheers DudEs~

New Yearrrr~

so fast and new year is round the corner dudes~
so whats so special about this new year??

well at least one special thing i knw is i wont be gettin gany new clothes thats for sure haha.
found a job finally. workin at Ntuc Learning Hub. would recommend people to go cause they have various courses which are good for pple who are looking to upgrade their computer skills.

i've always cracked this joke. its goes something like this:

One specific study shown in USA shows that men when they take in alcohol, they would sort of produce female hormones. Some symptons are such as:
- start to scold people for no apparent reason
- Quarrel with people for nothing
- is a hazard on the road


starting i still didnt quite understand this joke when i heard it. but after i digested what it meant, i was laughing my heads off.

HOW TRUEEeeeee~!!!

one thing is being a fellow driver on the road, i dont really think that girls are hazrads on the road. reasons is that they dont drive recklessly nor are they inconsiderate :)

but they do drive too carefully and slow at times and results in disgust from drivers behind. if u are one who sits in cars often, u can often hear your driver say "What the fuck driving skills is that. Confirm must be a woman." and more often or not, it is really true.

let me quote ya a example in case u say i talkin cock. jus now i was along CTE driving home. i was in the right most lane. i mean any car can drive at that lane. but one thing is you must know u must drive fast enough and dont block the cars behind coz after all, its the right most lane.

anyway i drive till a certain limit when this cute looking red mazda was blocking my way. and mind you, it was driving at 80km/h on the expressway and you are at the right most lane and you have basically fuckin no cars infornt of you for at least 150m.

anyway this particular cute looking red mazda was really fuckin driving fuckin slow. as a result, a queue of cars were reflected in my rear view mirror. i told my passenger.

"Confirm gal driving"

she said "You sure a not"

anyway i got irritated at the unknown sex driver and high beamed at the unknown sex driver.
not because the unknown sex driver was drivin slow, but because the unknown sex driver was drivin slow at the wrong lane hoggin up the entire lane. anyway the unknown sex driver up its speed by round 5km/h and gave an intention to change to the left lane. so the unknown sex driver drove faster a bit so that the unknown sex driver could overtake the lorry beside him/her before changin lane.

and guess what, the unknown sex driver overtook by least 1 car length and still didnt change lane. cock right. guess him/her wasnt really confident whether him/her has fully have a clear distance before changing.

well, not her fault. safety mah right?

anyway finally the unknown sex driver cleared to the left lane before i drove pass.

As true as the test said, it was a HER~

Cheers mike~

Forgotten Place

It now dates 09th Jan 2006 on my K750i.
What a date.
What a meaning.

Its been 62 days since i blogged. What a record. so where have i been these oh-my-god-63-days?

As best as i could, i will try to give a account to my fucker lovable frans who mayy wana know.

slowly dating back. well i was clearing my leave then. enojying my life as a civilian which i so looked forward to for 2 years.

to tell u, stayin in camp from mon to fri wasnt the dreadful part.
wearing a no.4 walkin around in camp finshing my daily task wasnt the dreadful part.
doing maintenance on the vehicles in camp was dreadful, but wasnt the most dreadful part.

the most dreadful part to me was the feeling to book in evry sunday. the sianzness of leavin ur home to go back to camp is fuckin the sianz. for those who is not required to stay in camp, then congrats. guess you wont have such feeling.

anyway the date crept to dec 20th which was the date i collected my pink ic. tears nearly welled up in my eyes when i took my pink ic. i nearly cried. i saw the face in my pink ic. so much fatter than i now am... the familiar face.

i remembered the day 2 years ago. 21st aug 2003 when i travvelled alone to Tekong, my new home for the days to come. guess you ask evry NSF to tell you about that day when they 1st shaved their hair, they will have bloody loads of story to tell u.

the 7 days field camp - fuckin worst 7 days of my life. the buzzling of the commando mosquitoes in ur ears when you sleep, the smell of the buddy beside u, the-at-night-strip-till-u-left underwear-n-powder-ur-little-brother-routine, the constant make up on ur face with jus green n black crayons, the spectacular view of seeing ur shit swarmed with mosquitoes the moment it lands on the ground and the constant wish on evry single soldiers mind:
"Oh please just get me out of here. No need to go home. Just let me go back bunk and have a good bathe. My little brother is fallin sick. it looks so pale.. so whitish"

anyway now, gone were the days. time for me to start my own stuff. to make decisions which will affect the rest of my life. wont say what i have decided to do till i actually do them. just in case~! in case it didnt go accordingly to what i said.

Eg. i say now i want to have at least a basic car this year. probably a Proton Wira. but end up i bought a BMW 7 Series.

but hey, its good to have dreams right?
thats why i am sleeping more often nowadays..