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Friday, August 27, 2004

i have spread my wings
and flown away
on this thursday

i have moved
to a colder clime
for a nicer time

winds of change
sad but true
as i flew

i promise
ill return
alive or in an urn

(choy!!)

Saturday, April 24, 2004

There she is!!
watch this movie..kawaiiii...

Friday, March 26, 2004

on the 8th day of christmas my sergeant gave to me
8 klik route march
7 chinups
6 something something
5...number 4s
4 PT kits
3 tent pegs
2 fricking pails (??)
AND A CHAO AH KUA FOR MY BUDDY!!

our Passing Out Parade was going to be GREAT..we were going to march with our field pack full of newspaper to con the parents that we were carrying 7kg field packs in the hot sun..we were going to HENTAK KAKI (ie walk nowhere) in beat with the LIVE BAND.. we were going to march round the parade square and tilt our heads sideways to stare at the audience like some reta- er SMART SOLDIERS. we were going to sing the INFANTRY SONG and TRAINING TO BE SOLDIERS and STAND UP FOR SINGAPORE. we were going to toss our caps real high and langga each other trying to catch them. it was going to be awesome.

and then it rained, so we had to go home early. damn. i hate it when i can leave tekong early. don't u?

Tuesday, March 23, 2004

i threw a grenade today. GRENNEH LOUDLOUD!!!

Sunday, March 21, 2004

back! news! the three loontoots hav been caught....might have to come back during block leave to throw grenade.. oh n happy bday xm..

did i mention i signed on? goodbye cruel world

Friday, February 27, 2004

www.xiaxue.blogspot.com
very interesting blog..esp the archives
"Welcome to the jungle
We've got fun 'n' games
We got everything you want

Welcome to the jungle
Watch it bring you to your
knees, knees
I wanna watch you bleed

Welcome to the jungle
It gets worse here everyday
Ya learn ta live like an animal
In the jungle where we play

You know where you are
You're in the jungle baby
You're gonna die
In the jungle"

im baaack from field camp!! 7 days of sianz in the hot tekong jungle. i stepped on shit. i crawled on thorns. i was shot at. i was starved. i dug my grave. did i mention i stepped on shit?
ok la not so drama la..quite ez actually. but anyways thank god its over!!

"To be born again, first you have to die.
To land upon the bosomy earth, first one needs to fly.
How to ever smile again, if first you won't cry?
How to win the darling's love, mister, without a sigh?"

curry flavour maggi mee and big mac and fries never tasted so good.. after seven days of combat rations you could have scooped some shit from the shithole and fed it to me and i would have gobbled it up..or not

zzzzzzzz

Wednesday, January 21, 2004

Fun:
RJ section
army songs
funny vulgar superiors

NOT fun:
painful helmet
smelly clothes
water parade
unfunny vulgar superiors

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