That boy on the moon

Someday, I will find my way back.

2012-02-13T01:29:00.001+08:00

fought,
laughed
and drunk.

In front of my laptop,
on a hot night,
hoping the air-con will hurry up
with the start-up.

listening to simple plan,
sneaking looks at facebook tabs,
twitter tabs,
hotmail tabs.

Realizing that there is nothing left,
whatever magical moments,
hopes.
I think I used them all up.

And I don't know,
how to get them back.

But I guess,
deep,
deep down.

It is always the same thing.

I wish someone'd talk to me.

Where are you?

away from here.

2012-02-10T18:50:00.001+08:00

horrible week.

and not just for me, too.

life lessons,
and death promises.

Memory seems to be getting worse.
Forgetting things I promised,
stuff to do,
things to say,
not to say.

I'm afraid.
that one day,
I'll forgot how to be.

Need the long weekend break.

Hell awaits me,
back in the air-conditioned jungles.

but you know what?
It can wait.

3 days to recuperate,
drink,
party,
and be merry.

Then I'll take on the wild.

but till then,

Hell can wait.

And all that counts, is here and now

2012-02-04T22:07:00.002+08:00

so. weekend.

next week is going to be busy.
shifting offices,
but I'm looking forward to it.

A new place.

still lonely,
but I guess I'm getting used to it.
day by day.

my imagination runs too wild.

but at least it keeps me sane.

from the real world,
at least.

That's it.

2012-02-02T21:37:00.001+08:00

I've had enough.

I may have nothing left,
but when you dug away
the smiles, the laughs.
I asked you not to do it,
not to go on.

you did.

well, congrats.
all of you went far enough.

hit the core.

white.
hot.
anger.

and it's about to go off.

And you feel like falling down

2012-01-30T22:05:00.003+08:00

Need to get my story straight.

Life's still in a huge mess,
but at least I'm patching it up.
untangling the ropes and wires,
knot by knot.

Being feeling really sleepy lately, though.
and burdened.
Feels as though I have got the whole world's
problems.
waiting for me to solve.

although, it's just mine.

mostly, anyway.

do people still care?

I guess not.

But it's ok.
I'll wait.

Because someday,
she'll come.
the one who cares.

And when she does,
I'll be here.

all ready.

And come on, come into my life

2012-01-29T21:53:00.003+08:00

I am back.

There are tons of issues to settle,
tons of work to do,
and tons of people I have to face.
and at least want to.

myself being the hardest of all.

but I'll do it.

I have no idea where to start,
how to start, or where I am going at all.

But I know it has got to end with me.
It's not gonna be easy,
but it has to be done.

I'm thinking of starting an achievement book.
you know,
maybe it'll help.

or maybe I need to start talking again.

should I?

Everything will be alright.

2012-01-26T18:54:00.002+08:00

no more of this crap.

Anyone out there?

2012-01-25T21:11:00.002+08:00

alone.

so, so alone.

Don't stop, don't stop, don't stop talking to me.

2012-01-24T23:39:00.001+08:00

I felt on the top of the world last night,
and now it all comes crashing down.

stoned at home the whole day.
couldn't do anything.

and i think
i just became more depressed than ever.

lonely,
too.

And fall into my arms instead

2012-01-22T20:54:00.001+08:00

Feels good to be able to tell a friend everything
without worrying about the consequences,
the prejudices.

anyone believes in a little something
known as biorhythm?
its a theory,
that our body goes through differing peaks
something like sin curves.
through different periods of time.

sounds legit to me.
and apparentally
im at my lowest emotionally.
but at least it will get better,
for the next few weeks.

Something good has got to happen,
right?

If it's love.

2012-01-21T11:29:00.002+08:00

I can't do this.

all the lonely people that the world forgot.

2012-01-20T18:21:00.001+08:00

After all,
it's only me.

Like how it has always been.

A little small corner of the world.

Mood has been spiking in all the different places.
joy, sadness, anger.... everything.

but mostly sadness,
i think.

but sometimes,
your body can't handle
all that blue,
and it becomes every other colour.

red, yellow, green.

I go to sleep,
glad,
that at least,
whatever happens,
i'm no longer,
in reality.

I don't even know what I want, anymore.
or even what I need.
I don't even know who I am.
no,
not anymore.

not anymore.

So get out, get out of my head

2012-01-15T13:41:00.000+08:00

What is love?

No one has been able to explain the emotion, not even through the advent of science and logic and all the news about how everything can be explained. The euphoric high, the peak, the down and fall of breaking up. Quite frankly, no one bothered. It made them happy, and that was all that mattered. Then they broke up, got separated, and started blaming love, for deluding them, for blinding their eyes to the imperfections of the other half, and vow never to trust in it again. And then some time later, they fall all the way right back into love.

The cycle never stops.

So... what IS it?
We know it is an emotion, for one.
Just like all emotions,
it is nothing more than a chemical reaction,
or perhaps a synapse movement
in the brain.

Causing a mixture of feelings to gush out of us.
Think of it as... a huge mixing pot.
Where complex feelings are recipes,
mixed through basic feelings like
sadness of happiness.

you know what?
i have no idea what i am talking about.

I think...
I can't do this anymore.

please come and pick me up,
wherever you are.
please.

The Night I Got Attached

2012-01-14T05:21:00.002+08:00

this is an obscene time to be making a blog post.
this is an obscene time to be doing ANYTHING.

unless you are in the army.
but i'm not,
not at this moment...anyway.

But who cares.
I want to pen this down,
before I forget.

Because this is going to be
the happiest i'm going to be,
for a long, long time.

It was... an afternoon in Orchard.
Supposed to meet this girl for lunch.

She was working at this law firm,
and was on her lunch break.

When she came down,
she was... exceptionally determined.
took my hand,
and dragged/ran me to Centrepoint.

Brought me up to
the balcony(?) of the mall

Stared into my eyes
and said these words:
'I don't want to wait anymore,
I can't stand this.
I love you,
Please tell me you love me back.'

I said,
'Yes, yes, of course I do.'

And we hugged.
It felt like an eternity,
all rolled up into one,
that moment.

Soon after,
we sat down at a nearby bench.
looking up at the clear blue sky,
with clouds just...floating past.

I told her,
'Before we go on any further,
you know about me, my past.
I love you so much.
But you know I can't just
commit.
not now, not yet.'

She looked right back at me,
and said,
'Of course I know,
It's ok.
I just wanted to know you loved me back.
Instead of a relationship,
let's just be...related.'

I have no idea why she had used the word related,
but I guess being related is a basic form of relationship?
A leading point UP to a relationship?
the... baby pokemon version of relationship.

I have never felt happier.
The world was spinning around me,
and I was on top of the world.

I looked at her again,
that beautiful, beautiful face.
She said,
'Before we go on any further,
we should probably have some ground rules.
for being related.
Rule #1:...'

Then my hand started feeling numb.

I woke up.

I was sleeping on my hand.

I closed my eyes.

Hoping,
Begging,
to whatever entity,
that this,
was part of my memory.
and not part of my dreams.

that I woke up,
into the same world
as her.

I didn't.

I closed my eyes again,
trying to go back to hers.

All I got was pitch black
darkness.

It was all..
unreal.

And so,
I am here.
5 mins on.

Trying to pen down
before I forget,
for I must never forget.

Not her,
not that world,
not ever.

A dream machine that paints my dream,
And an option to sleep in it forever.

Buses from hell.

2012-01-13T13:39:00.000+08:00

When this story is told,
it will be known as
'The worst morning of my life'
or
'Buses from hell'
or
'I should have taken down his damn license plate number'

So
In the morning,
supposed to go for swimming practice for
swimming competition within the battalion.

Went half an hour early to the bus-stop.
was unsure of the bus number to take,
so checked the list.
found the correct one,
so i took the bus when it came.

when i boarded the bus,
i double-confirmed with the bus driver.
seemed like his first time driving
or something, cause he was unsure as hell.

but he kept telling me
that his bus didnt go anywhere near nee soon camp
(where I wanted to go)
and asked me to take 851 from the opposite side of the road.

So i was like.... really? I thought i took this bus the other time,
but i alighted
and went opposite
to realize
NO SUCH BUS EXISTS.

Then i went back,
and realized my first bus
WAS THE RIGHT BUS ALL ALONG.
i was left with 5 mins then.

and was pretty much panicking,
since i was in-charge
and had to take attendance
and all that other administrative matters.

then the bus finally came.
but by then i was already late.

so the bus went on
and on.
then i saw nee soon camp!
as the bus was heading towards it,
with my already late for 10 minutes,
IT TURNED.

TURNED.
ALL THE WAY INTO PRIVATE ESTATE.
AND UP TO SELETAR RESERVOIR.

alighted.
felt like sitting on the curb
and just....giving up.

until a cab came.
and i flagged it.
and it took me to camp.
late for half an hour.

didnt take attendance.
probably gonna be banned from coming out on thursday.

but at least it was over.

or so i thought.

went to nex for lunch,
overshot the bus stop,
alighted,
took another bus.

after lunch,
then wanted to take 22 home.

22 came and stopped a distance away from the bus stop
waited for it to come up to the head of the bus-stop.
but it just....drove off.
i was pretty much halfway to hulk mode.
So i ran beside the bus,
and knocked on the door.

the bus driver looked at me,
AND ACCELERATED THE BUS.
ACCELERATED.

I RAN EVEN FASTER.
and knocked..harder.
he accelerated.

i just gave up halfway.

went down to mrt,
and took the mrt home.

i swear i have never felt more happy to step INSIDE the house.

I should have taken their license plate numbers.
dammit.

It's not me. It never was.

2012-01-12T22:35:00.002+08:00

No one will understand.
But it's ok.

I do.

No one would bother.
But it's ok.

I would.

No one will care.
But it's ok.

I care.

No one will smile.
No one will love.

But it's ok.

Because at the end of the day,
when all is said and done.

I will.

Even if it is only me,
just me.

I will.

Tonight

2012-01-06T22:26:00.000+08:00

spending nights alone
always gets me in a horribly depressing mood.

Can't live like this anymore.
This is crazy.

I have no idea what is happening,
why it is happening,
and how it even happened.

Waiting,
anticipating.
For something that will never come.

Give it up,
just to take it back.

I can't.
I just can't.

let you go.

save me.

When the morning comes

2012-01-05T21:13:00.000+08:00

so.

Operations Specialist.

Stressful life ahead.
But at least I'm out
from the dreaded life.
of mud, blood and death.

Nights spent in terror,
no more.

I'm not meant for this.
But hey,
that doesn't mean I won't
try my best.

I'm going to be the best.
Everyone will know me.

Challenge
Accepted.

So here it goes again.

2011-12-31T16:08:00.001+08:00

so. one more year. 2011.
To be honest,
I'm awfully glad this year is over.

The transition to army.
Has been kinda overwhelming,
to say the least.

The punishments,
the screaming,
the torture,
the jungles.
(oh man, the jungles.)

And the people.
I've missed way too many people,
until I figured,
I could probably cling on,
if I kept keeping in contact.
every
single
second.

Every message from the outside world,
felt like a bottle rolling up the waves
onto the beach...just for me.

To sum it up,
I'm among masses of people
every second.
But I've never felt more lonely.

So here's to 2012.
To accepting where I am.
Not changing into who I am not,
just because of where I am.
And when the time comes,
for the world to be liberated.
That I am right there.

And all my regrets will be no more.

Dammit, man. Just do it already.

2011-12-27T20:15:00.000+08:00

I know I want to write something.
But I have no idea why,
or what, for that matter.

End of the year always gets more and more depressing.
Feel as though I am rotting my life away.

Although come to think of it,
there IS something wrong.
Contentment?

Something I can never get.
It always has to be something better,
something bigger,
something out of this world.

And once it is out of this world?
into other worlds.

Try as I might,
I can never sit down,
look at what I have accomplished,
and go 'That's enough, good job!'

I either continue working at it,
or i just give up.

and sad to say,
i usually just do the latter.

Yeap. that must be it.
Or it could be the crazy depressive streak talking.
Either way makes sense, I guess.

Oh great, my internet just died out.
Way to make my night that much better.
Now I need to wait for it to come back online.

SIGH.

To: Santa

2011-12-25T10:35:00.001+08:00

Dear Santa,
     Once again, thank you for all the presents. You have no idea how much joy you have gave the world. The hopes of children, the joy of snow and probably the parent's wallet who are smiling at the weighing scale. I can only imagine the hard work you have to go through to deliver them to every nice children in the world, be it snow, sun or rain. I reckon you should probably sign on for Special Forces. They sure could use someone like you. Who would ever want to shoot anyone in a big red suit bearing presents? And for you, you can finally get deleting with some of the people on your 'naughty' list. Less names, less work, eh?
   I spent my year enlisted in the Army. After learning how to kill human beings for a whole year, I have a feeling my name is never gonna appearing on the 'nice' list. Heck, I think I could probably sign on for the 'Naughty' permanent membership card. I'm okay with not receiving any presents, it's not like asians believe too much in giving presents anyway. Or giving away anything, for that matter.
    But for such a nice man giving away toys every year, Do you receive presents on Christmas? Children all over the world are picking up their pens and writing letters to you about what they want, but who has ever written to you asking you what YOU want for Christmas? It must be sad up there during Christmas, where everyone is busy working. While teenagers, lovebirds and married couples are snuggling by the fireplace with a cup of hot chocolate and marshmallows, looking out at the snow and deep into each other's eyes, talking about everything and nothing at all, you are in the rain, the snow and the moonlight trying to get your reindeer to move.
    Who knows? Maybe the big corporations like Tommy, Lego and Apple give you commission every Christmas. That would explain why your toys always seem to hold your sponser's name. It would hold a highly doubtful financial enterprise, but one that works, nonetheless.
No matter the questions, I just hope this letter reaches you on time. I have seen on TV that FedEx has a highly sophisticated delivery system where they use tactical helicopters, hi-tech vans that can detect amount of vehicles on the route they are planning to take and probably teleportation devices too. So I am going to use FedEx to get this letter over to the North Pole. Where it will be crammed with hundreds of glitter-filled 'Hi Santa!' asking for barbie dolls and IPads.
    Merry Christmas, Santa.

Yours Sincerely,
WenBin (No, not the one in China.)

I've been high, I've been low

2011-12-23T15:19:00.000+08:00

and now I'm just hungry.

Last day of army for the year!
looking forward to the week ahead.

Plans, plans and plans.

got my way into survey!
So I'll be doing more geography fieldwork.
for the next 2 years.

at least I'm learning lots more new thing,
and a jungle hat.
We should not forget about the jungle hat.
NO.MORE.HELMET.

as for today,
I'll just probably lull.

I think there are so many things,
I could have done so much better.

But the important thing, i guess,
is I did it anyway.

A rainy afternoon.
Would someone save me?

Maybe snow ain't that good after-all.

2011-12-22T18:26:00.002+08:00

Mood swings.

Back for a few hours, before heading on back into camp.

Is it just me?
Or does everything seem so meaningless?
it all ends up revolving around something, or someone.

So many things in the world,
that can make us happy,
that can make us sad,
but often.
It just boils down to that.

Feelings are too easily altered,
which of course,
make them too easily manipulated.

Perhaps that is why there is always something more,
that everyone is looking for out of life.
that little bit of something outside the box,
that no one ever thinks of.
Maybe, it is just...contentment.

Not looking for what is outside the box,
IS the thing that lies outside the box.

Or maybe
I am just depressed,
and dammit.

Must be the rain.
Or the snow.

Oh how i wish there was snow.

Shake it up, shake up the happiness

2011-12-18T11:57:00.000+08:00

Went to the MPH book fair with yanjie yesterday!
Thought it would be crowded.
But it was kinda empty,
despite the crazy amounts of people loitering at expo.

But the air-con inside was set at sub-zero.
Maybe it's their way of preserving books?
Set in ice.
and to prevent crowds, of course.

Managed to get get some books I've been eyeing for quite some time!
Could find some books, couldn't find some.
But I guess I'll be making a trip down to kino soon, anyways.

Went back home on the MRT,
took the wrong line,
so ended up travelling from tanah merah to changi airport.... 4 times.
only reached home around 11.
at least it didn't break down halfway.
heh.

With my gameboy and all,
I'm really gonna need the discipline if i'm going to finish the books.
hah.

It's 1:37am but I don't care.

2011-12-17T01:41:00.002+08:00

Came back from the graduation parade.
After all the sweat, the blood, the tears.
Finally, a promotion.

Had to fight for it too.
But i guess that makes the rank all the more meaningful.
Everyone has gone off to sleep.
Looks like I'm the only lonely soul out here tonight.

Listening to Christmas songs in the dark.
When will Christmas come.
Please come soon.

I love the world.

Cause lately, they' re not making any sense

2011-12-11T11:20:00.001+08:00

A rainy sunday.
Why am I no longer surprised.

Nice day to stay indoors, though.
Enjoy the cold weather,
on the internet.
where the forecast is always determined
by the brightness of your monitor.

Went for CAT term.
Saw lots of old friends!
talked.
talked.

Slight sense of pride, i think.

I really want to backpack the world.
but for today,
I'll just lie on my bed.
and look out the window.

(Does money matter?)

I think.
I have got alot of things to think about.

Now is probably a good time to start doing it.

(Reputation is everything.)

i know you'll get me right.

2011-12-04T20:23:00.001+08:00

Life is slowing down.
as much as I am happy about it,
my body seems to be slowing down as well,
for some reason.

I sleep excessive hours,
yet feel tired and spent the moment i wake up.
stay at home the whole day,
yet feel as though i walked the 28km route march.

Bones aching,
sleepy eyes,
something's wrong.

I think there is something....lacking.
not too sure what.
Just this very very naggy feeling
at the back of my brain.
(I think it's humour)

Going through day after day,
(but then again, humour?)
just trudging through.
(I think so, humour.)

dull,
emotionless.

Whatever happened to the joy,
the happiness,
the laughter.
the giggles,
the hugs.
i need them back.
(where do i find humour?)

someone,
anyone.
please.

I feel like dancin' tonight

2011-12-02T20:37:00.001+08:00

Its over!
2 more weeks to 3SG.

Looking forward to it...kinda.
its gonna be stressful though.

ah wells.

There must be something fun to do around here.
Really.

Oh a brighter note,
got some new shows to watch! =DD
that's a good thing, i guess. heh.

Singapore is really getting really REALLY boring.
no wonder everyone chooses to settle down.

We'll do it again, my friend.

2011-11-26T23:54:00.001+08:00

So, exercise was hell.
But at least it is over.
And I'm here, victorious.
or at least....not dead.
That's a good thing...right?

Went out for an awesome buffet celebration with the army people.
tried our best to bankrupt nihon mura.
Then went to play LAN.

Then watched movie the next day.
Then LAN again.

It has been a whole full day of celebration.
celebration, man.

3 more weeks.

Heard things are crashing down over at training.
we'll just see how linking up goes,
although it ain't gonna be pretty.

a little company would be nice.
I guess.

It's lovely weather for sleigh ride together with you

2011-11-18T20:24:00.001+08:00

Been depressed lately.
Probably just a short down-time in my life.

If this is not me,
then who should I be?

Listening to Christmas songs
trying to convince myself that it's coming soon.
Desperately need a few days off.

Still in depression.
dammit.

Won't you save me San Francisco

2011-11-11T20:16:00.001+08:00

back from exercise deployment + exercise dolphin.
We had differing views.
on whether this was worse, or BMT field camp.
Which said something.

It was pure inky black darkness hell.

Pretty much about it.
Legs have a new design.
Red polka dots.
Courtesy of Mosquitoes. Inc

so.tired.now.
haven't had a single wink in 3 days. save me.

Go get drunk.

2011-11-06T20:06:00.001+08:00

Went holland v with the usual yesterday.
chugged beer.
had a graveyard.

Went straight down the alcohol lane.
ended up drunk.

Couldn't really remember much.
Just bits and pieces here and there.

I remembered puking though.
but that was probably about it.

dammit.

I'm on a boat!

2011-11-04T21:01:00.001+08:00

Drove assault boats. Best experience ever. The wind, the water, the speed...
The training was tough, but every-time the boat goes off,
it will be well worth it.

Exercises coming up.
But at least there is a 3 days rest.

Tired. ah wells.

I may feel like a fool, but I'm the only one dancing with you

2011-10-28T22:15:00.001+08:00

So. this week.
I suddenly have nothing much to say.

Things are getting tougher back in camp.
But I'll probably last through,
like I always do.
Things are taking a change,
for the interesting.

We shall see how it goes.
If it is all it takes, I will maintain the balance.
Or

I should probably just take it all the way through.

Luck in a luck-less world.

2011-10-22T13:00:00.000+08:00

So.
Bridging turned out better than I thought.
Much better.
Got selected for assault boat training.
heh.

I would say more,
except weekends keep getting shorter.
and i need them desperately.
especially to whine about how my weekends keep getting shorter.
yeapp.

we will see how it goes.

Always regret that you did, and not that you didn't

2011-10-14T20:03:00.000+08:00

Back from another week in camp.
Last week there.
On one hand, life's there been tough.
on another, life at seletar will most likely be worse.
I think now would be a very good time for the phase out of the frying pan into the fire.
Or in my case, out of the field into the sea.
sea. water. river. gonna have lotsa fun. yay. (sarcasm detected)

Life outside still seems meaningless.
Been updating myself and learning new skills through books.
General information, abit of behavioral science, etiquette, and the such.

Sleep, for one, has NOT been enough.
I think I need more sleep than others...or something.
Always end up feeling more tired than others,
even though I slept way, alot more.

But I guess at least I'm out now.
So I can enjoy myself, even if it is just for a while.

There might be shellscrapes.
There might be water.
There might be sleepless nights.
There might be hell.
Still, I'm hoping for the best.

And keeping my fingers very tightly crossed.

Very VERY tightly crossed.

Dying for the small talk

2011-10-09T01:03:00.000+08:00

hey. back.

First, a big shout-out to all: Thanks for wishing me a happy birthday! Really appreciated it. Especially being in camp and all. Especially to yeongjing, yanjie and amanda who took me out to celebrate! =D

Next week marks the end of my basic engineering course.
then it's off to seletar for me. my permanent home.
A new life. New horror stories.

if there is one thing I've learnt from all this transition, it's that the first few days are always the worst. But it just needs some getting used to. Nothing is THAT bad. I hope.

Needa study for test tomorrow. And here I were thinking army could give me a break from studying. dammit.

have a great night!

She says she's no good

2011-10-02T12:13:00.002+08:00

Roller-coaster ride.
Amazing how some weekends can be so packed,
event-filled, emotion-filled.
And some others being void of anything.

I need to balance out my life more, man.
Alcohol-ed and played my way through the week.
Supposed to study for Monday's test.
But I just realized I couldn't find my notes.
and the online system is just..... utterly useless.

Wonder why they did that system for us in the first place.
But I guess it's just them.

I need more time.
i don't have half a year to go.
I don't have a year to go.
I have a year AND a half to go.
It's just depressing.

But I guess it's just what I do with it.
That truly matters.

Some people gets the worse end of the stick,
some gets the better.
But those who are contented,
are not necessarily those with the better end.

I think I'm just spouting nonsense again.
Might as well.

Sometimes the cuts are so much deeper than they seem

2011-09-23T21:57:00.002+08:00

Back, from another week.
The week passes fast.
I guess once you get used to it,
then you kind of close one eye
to all the horrors and dismay.

It was a fast week though,
went outfield every day.
Tiring, too.

I guess this is it.
I need more excitment in my life.

Speaking of life,
There is something very inherently wrong with me.
But I still can't seem to figure it out.
Maybe I'll get it one day.

Or maybe not.

Ah wells.

So sing along to my stereo

2011-09-16T23:39:00.001+08:00

Getting better.
New command's seems to be still picking up.
Not bad, but I guess it sounds the old command still works.

heh.

Next monday is live firing.
for DEMOLITION.
awesome much.

wanted to say alot of stuff.
But everything just slips my mind.
When I slip into my comfort zone.
Right now,
everything's perfect.

Bye.

I wake up, to your sunset

2011-09-10T09:04:00.000+08:00

This is not right.
There must have been a mistake.

What exactly, IS discipline?
Does it constitute barking every order at your men?
Or threats of punishment every corner one turns?
Does removing all sources of happiness, joy or motivation from your men make them more disciplined?
Or what about enforcing rules with a cold steel hand?

OR

Does it perhaps, concern the pride of every single man, when they CHOOSE to be disciplined in their actions on their own accord?
Or maybe, the motivation of the leader to lead and inspire his men to follow his image of discipline?
Does motivation, perhaps, play a more important role than punishment?
Or bending the rules with a twist, so one's men understand the reason for that rule, and thus follow it willing?

Something is being done very wrongly here.
People may succumb, fall to the fallacies of the higher order.
But I see the fault-lines, the problems in the system.
And you may push me in,
but be rest assured,
I will never fall.

My head is stuck in the clouds

2011-09-05T18:54:00.000+08:00

I figured since my leave is so long I might as well do another post before I head back into my new life in camp.

So, compared to my PREVIOUS one week break where I spent 99.9% of it groaning in bed with a 40 degree Celsius fever due to a throat infection.

At least I am now enjoying myself. Have a major ulcer that keeps breaking after the previous one heals, but at least it's not stopping me from eating. So kudos there.

Played crazy hours of LAN, crazy hours of Pool AND spent lots of time just relaxing at home. I never knew all 3 of them could fit into one break.

Now, if only I could find some time to sit down and read a book.

Life is good. And I got a new phone out of it...too.
Life IS good.

But alas, all good things never last.
But at least we know all bad things don't, either.
So it kinda balances each other out.
I guess.

'Oh simple things, where have you gone?'
-Keane

I ain't happy, I'm feeling glad

2011-09-04T00:21:00.001+08:00

So posted to Combat Engineer.
Everyone says it's like the worst posting ever,
but I figured...meh, might as well.
My dad said it was one of the toughest vocations during his time.
But after a while said it was for all the best,
since I was too scrawny and might as well build some size while I'm there.

I also got meself a new phone!
My old phone was getting really laggy,
couldn't seem to receive anything other than the no signal sign.
Been dropping it alot lately though, while may explain why.

Block Leave count: 2 more days.
Got myself things to do.
Need to wake u p early tomorrow.
so... ciao!

Hear my thoughts in every note

2011-08-29T15:01:00.002+08:00

I feel the need to blog every weekend,
less of finding the need to tell the world what's going on,
but rather out of habit.

Probably also serves as an outlet to stop myself from going crazy.

My head is starting to hurt.
ouch.

Everywhere doesn't feel good,
come to think about it.

Burnt myself,
headache,
insect bites all over.

The list can go on,
but it shan't.

Cause I figured there's not much point,
if I've been forced into this anyway.

Might as well try my best
and see where this leads me.

I don't see it ending though,
not anytime soon.

Maybe something good is coming.

Next friday, a new posting order.
A new camp, a new life.

=)

Now I feel much better.
then before this post started.

heh.

If I was just another dusty record on the shelf

2011-08-26T18:14:00.002+08:00

Have you heard the new single Stereo Hearts by Gym Class Heroes?
If you haven't.... you should.
wonderful lyrics.

Didn't get to sleep last night, on COS duty.
Today's Chevron's trip was....surprising.
The speed at which they expect us to mature.
and it was just a few months ago when kissing someone in school was considered close to blasphemy. And alcohol was punishable by death.
We're out of nanny mode, man.

On another note,
My life here is ending soon.
On to a new destination, a new life.

one more week,
I wonder.

But the future's the future.
I should probably just sit down,
and enjoy the moment.

Even with my ulcer.
It's not gonna get me down.

Carpe Diem.

Bruises; Cover up your arms

2011-08-19T22:53:00.002+08:00

So I went out for field camp.
tired as hell.

just reached home, hoping for a nice night at home.
And I realize that my internet connection is slow as hell out of a sudden.
and my dad enters

and forces me to work....DURING WEEKENDS.
like I do not even have the slightest time for myself already,
and he wants me to work.

It's ok to help someone,
but there must be a time and place what.

this is really ridiculous,
from my point-of-view anyway.
and i am pissed off.

so what if i am getting paid,
if i am going to work during weekends
then i spend my money on what.
soft drinks at vending machine ah.

i keep telling my dad no
and he keeps asking me to stop giving excuses.
and tells me to gain experience.

like there is a time and place to do that too?!
like... after ORD?!
or at least when I have more free time?!

I.AM.PISSED.

I am bloody tired from field camp.
and I have no time to rest,
and now I need to follow my dad down on sunday to be an assistant accountant.

and it is a weekly thing.
WEEKLY.

bloody.
ridiculous.

fuck, man.

this melody's meant for you

2011-08-06T14:57:00.002+08:00

why.field camp. next week.
but ah wells.
I'm seriously thinking it'll be quite fun.
more fun than the previous tekong one, anyway.

everyone else seems to disagree though.
combat rations for one.

it's book-out again!
this time for 4 days.

awesume.
I need something.
can't figure it out.

on a happier note,
I'm out.
heh.

Take me by the tongue and I'll know you

2011-07-30T13:17:00.002+08:00

hi.

back from RT.

Life here's good.
Training's tough, but they give us enough time to rest in between trainings.

Social life's taking a downfall, though.

No time to go out, meet up with friends, talk to people.
Kinda sucks.
But it's all gonna end... soon enough.

Everything's relative I guess.
So I guess I have my tekong training to thank,
in order for me to feel the life here is good.
eh heh.

So... what happens next?

I think I should know.

2011-07-23T10:29:00.002+08:00

Back for another week.
Probably the last week I can ever come back on a friday.
ahh wells.

What is all this for?
Everything's starting to look...
nahh, can't find the word for it.

mundane?
busy?

There must be something better out there.
I just know it.

But it's too far away.

How to go about....

I am just spouting nonsense.
take that.

So let me be, and I'll set you free

2011-07-17T17:42:00.002+08:00

Going back in.
Probably should have a post about what I did,
why I did it,
how I did it,
when I did it,
but,
I probably shouldn't.

Highs and Lows, I guess.

I need a surprise.
pleasant.

something good and exciting to come my way.
probably.

I am in misery.

2011-07-10T20:59:00.003+08:00

Tomorrow.
Tomorrow.
To-morrow.

New place,
New environment,
most likely new people.

Although people are saying it's gonna be the same few.
But it'll be nice to see them again, nonetheless.

My throat still hurts,
so that kind of sucks.
But I wonder what is to become,
of my life, from tomorrow.

I wonder,
indeed.

The silence is slowly killing me

2011-07-07T11:24:00.002+08:00

Inactive.
Everywhere.
Online.
Outside.

Reason:
Throat Inflammation-induced high fever.

Passed around the platoon.
just before POP. dammit.

Went down on friday.
Tried to take it to survive the route march,
but totally crashed on saturday.

Went home, and fever shot up
up
and no medicine seemed to help.

up till 40C
started to get scared.
saw private doctor.

Told me about my throat inflammation,
gave me some pills.

went home, ate pills,
felt better.
Fever went down.

but still sucked.
because my throat still hurts
like a sword down my mouth.
and that sword has little evil mini daggers
that came out of it
and slashed my throat
like it was free throat skin night
or some
horror
like
that.

can't eat
can't drink
can't even swallow my saliva.

Pro:
slimmed down to absolutely.... I thought it was good.
my mum didn't, apparentally.

Con:
I.
CAN'T.
TALK.
I mean for some people it's ok.
but
I can't talk.

is
damn
freaking
seriously
irritating?!
like every conversation
everywhere
no input
ahwdociexhndc,mnreciujfw3

and all those age- old adage about how listening in silence is suppose to help or something?
meh. doesn't work.

and i couldn't even go online until today.
so that's it. Day 4 of my 7 days block leave.

Spent under illness.

make it stop already.

Cause I told you once, and I told you twice.

2011-06-26T17:31:00.003+08:00

My last book in.
Supposed to be preparing now.
but ahhh.
no mood.
not alot anyway.

Horribly mixed feelings.
keyword being.... horribly.

I need to get out.
from here,
to another place.

everything is toxic.
toxic.
I need
to
get
out.

now.

Everyday I'm shuffling.

2011-06-24T21:04:00.003+08:00

Last book out.
2 more days to last book in.

P.O.P

My BMT journey was... unique.
but I guess everyone says that.
their own special moments,
their own friends,
own inside jokes,
own glory,
own pride.

If there is one thing I learnt throughout this whole journey:
Being good at words does not make you good with words.

in 2 weeks time,
I will be off,
a new vocation.
A new life,
a new world.

I wonder.

Let the pain go.

2011-06-19T17:36:00.002+08:00

White flakes flew across the land with increasing intensity, driven by the fierce winds from the north. The white landscape grew as the flakes settled where they land. No creatures, animals or humans were about, or stupid enough to be. The temperature sunk down to a record low. A wooden house lay in a clearing among the barren trees. Smoke rose in a wispy column through the chimney. Through the window, we sat. The fireplace gave out heat, but you snuggled in, as though knowing that my body gave out warmth. A sip of vodka, as we talked about nothing and everything all at once. Nothing could harm us here, for we are safe, from the world, from the cold, from ourselves.

Flashing Colours

2011-06-12T00:43:00.002+08:00

Everything was vibrating. The walls, the floors, the bodies. Red, blue, green. Arms were in the air, legs everywhere. The music controlled the world, and it pumped the room in rhythm. Vodka, in my hands. The people, the walls, the colours, were mashing into one another. A whole entity of blur in front of me, the music moving my hands, my legs. No longer any control. I belonged to the music, belonged to the mash of hands and legs, belonged to the blur. More vodka, more cocktails. Sex on the Beach never felt sweeter, and red never looked more tempting. Up, down up and down, jump. to the beat of the music, the music was in control, all in control.

And then I saw you.
The music stopped.
Everything was still.

Cause I just set them up to knock them down

2011-06-09T22:00:00.002+08:00

Just came back from my 2 weeks in the army.
Never felt so pleased being able to book out.

It may be due to the outfield,
may be due to POP soon,
or the high number of high-key events we had.
But it was a REALLY slow 2 weeks.

But at least I'm home.
H.
O
M
E

Life feels perfect.

Sometimes the cuts are deeper than you think

2011-05-28T22:41:00.002+08:00

I found this in my mail today:

==================================================================

Hi Wenbin,

You have been selected for an interview with the Assistant Chair of Wee Kim Wee School of Communication and Information.

This is with regards to the college scholarship application offered by School of Humanities and Social Sciences, NTU.

The interview detail as follows:

Date: 27 May 2011, Friday

Time: 11.30AM

Venue: Level 4 General Office, Wee Kim Wee School of Communication and Information

=======================================================================
and today is.... Saturday.

Dilemmas, dilemmas.

Making a decision, following it through,

and hoping for the best.

Should be alright.

Not much time.

Booking in...tomorrow, already.

I know many are still in the whole BMT thing,

But I for one really want POP to come. now.

Its no fun anymore.

Ah wells.

I hate having anything at all on my To-Do list.

dammit.

All the people in the streets know.

2011-05-21T14:58:00.002+08:00

Booking out time
seem to get less and less.

Relative?
absolute?

Who knows anymore?

Binge, tv, online, gaming.

All speeds up.

Bang. bang.

No time, no time.

Wishing I could be with you; To share the view

2011-05-17T00:59:00.003+08:00

Darkness everywhere. Our silhouette could barely be seen. It was the splash of the ocean, then came the breeze. Oh, the breeze. One could never forget the smooth feeling of tension melting away in the wind. The view of a million overhanging stars lighting up your face, that dim glow emanating from that angelic look you always hold. You smiled. Now there is something else I can never forget. A glass of vodka in each our hands. We were there, lying, alone in the whole world. Laughing about everything and nothing all at once. Another splash,another breeze, the rhythm of the world in sync with each other. The wind, the ocean, all of it, us. Darkness everywhere. But the warmth of the sun will soon come. We will have to leave, leave all this behind. Carry on with our lives. But don't worry, my dear. The sand, it will hold this moment forever, beneath the layers of sandcastles and seaweeds. It will hold on to this moment, until we come back, and uncover it all. Au revoir, my love. Au revoir.

We are halfway there

2011-05-15T14:46:00.003+08:00

Living on a Prayer.

Field camp was hell.

Living in mud, rotten leaves.
Sleeping underground.
Worms, ants, anything and everything.

I am just glad
that it is all over.

I did not finish my shell scrape.
sue me.

Food tasted so bad, I just gave up on eating.
Had biscuits all the way.
Hyperventilated twice due to lack of food.
almost fainted.

ahh wells.
the life in the jungles.

In the la la land machine, I will stay the same.

2011-05-08T11:25:00.002+08:00

Going back in.
few more hours.

Last post,
till the end of the world
as I know it.

Ciao.

Falling, on the concrete real fast.

2011-05-07T12:07:00.002+08:00

So.......
Field camp next week!

Got the low-downs,
things to bring,
things to take note of.

Even tactics for rifle safe-guarding,
and food ration swaps.

Everything is locked, loaded, ready to go.

So why am I feeling so anxious?
Maybe because I am afraid my lung injury may come back and haunt me.
Or I would be chosen at my lowest.
Or maybe I would encounter some unforseen invisible monster that goes around killing everyone in the forest.

Or maybe,
just maybe

Everyone says its hell.

Who am I to say it will be hell?
I haven't seen it, haven't experienced it.
Sure it's gonna be tough,
but whoever said tough ain't fun?

So what if we get punished,
rolled into mud,
dig the ground apart
dig coffins?

All it does is wear one down physically,
but isn't your mental self the one that keeps you together?

Separate the two,
and you would have an excellent decoy.
Down physically,
but mentally alert, up, running.
laughing at everything, everyone.

Ah wells.

It will come when it comes.

Why won't you answer me.

2011-05-02T13:26:00.002+08:00

Mood swings.

Don't we all just love them.

Booking in later.

My posts seeem to be getting smaller and smaller. hmmm.

I am invincible until I fall.

I have no weakness except for myself.

You are as strong as you want to be.

take me bleed me kill me.

This hurts. so much.

I need another story

2011-05-01T10:20:00.002+08:00

is the world just merely a sphere of green and blue?
an entity so powerful that created the whole of universe?

Is pain eternal?
or is eternal pain?

Why do we rush?
when we can walk?

Is all there is, all there really is?

There must be something more than this.
An achievement we all overlook,
That glitch in the system... somewhere.

We just have to stop.
Stop.
And look around.

And there it will be,
right in front of us.

Stop.

So many questions,
so little answers.

A game show love connection

2011-04-22T21:19:00.002+08:00

Back. Long weekend.

NAPHA (IPPT) next tuesday.
Hoping with crossed fingers for a pass.
Possible, but unlikely.

just gonna slack online I guess.

The nights are starting to get lonely.
and I start wondering why.

We got one time to get this right

2011-04-17T12:30:00.000+08:00

If we were all trapped in a world,
where everyone looked exactly the same.
same clothes, same shows, same everything.

The world would probably just implode in itself.

Just a thought.

There must be something else I can do.

more?
or different?

If she dies,
would you die too?

Or would you just cry,
stand there like a fool?

Tell me you live,
in a sliver screen romance.

I feel like my head's still spinning

2011-04-16T13:37:00.002+08:00

Just came back from Remedial Training.
Running was kind of easy.
I remember someone in front of me was complaining to me,
that I kept singing and shouting and talking during the run,
while the rest was busy huffing and puffing away.
HAHAHAHA.

Static was hell though.
But all for all, my arms and legs have never been strong,
so time to train them i guess.

Besides the fact that I am losing precious sleep time,
I actually wouldn't mind going for these trainings.

Since it is either this or stoning at home and using the computer,
I might as well do something productive...right?
and in camp it is all jokes, laughs, games and guitar.
while at home it is just me and the screen.

So now I am back.
in front of the screen.

Got a call from NTU yesterday,
but i couldn't call them back,
since their operating hours
are only on weekends.
sigh.

will figure something out i guess.

And i got invited to a Pre-Admission Reception Evening for NTU.
Wouldn't be able to make it,
defintely.

'Sir, Can i request to book out early to attend NTU's reception evening where I will be having good food, air-con and no PT while your recruits slave under the sun?'

LOL.

I need to pass IPPT in 2 weeks.
I
AM
GOING
TO
PASS.

screw everything else.
screw pain,
screw laziness,
screw sleep.

I never felt so alive.

Just don't let me disappear

2011-04-09T12:15:00.002+08:00

Just watched 'four minutes'
nice movie.
creepy.
sad.

and there is this aching backache.
that
is
just
making me really grouchy.

with the movie.

and I just realized life down here is pretty much like life in prison.
Except you actually get your own room in prison.
and you have less items to pack.
no store items, millions of different attires, and whatsnot.
And as fun as coming out may seem to be,
it just makes you wonder,
whether that is all life has to offer.
a mere 48 hours.

giving you that small tantalizing taste of freedom,
enjoying yourself to the maximum,
before throwing you right back in,
leaving you hungering for more,
salivating for the next time you are released,
addicted.

marching, marching,
like little green men.
here, there, everywhere.
no one is different.
dirt of the system.

makes me wonder.

fuck this.

I am not in a good mood today.
so sue me.

We are young; We run free; Stay up late; We don't sleep

2011-04-08T16:09:00.003+08:00

sup.

This week was ...kind of depressing, especially nearing the end.
Scolded.
Scolded.
Screamed at.
Scolded.

Booking out early was never a want for this week,
it was a NEED.

but we still got to book out early, so there.

Training was... tough as usual, nothing much to complain about.

OH I CAN DO 2 PULL-UPS NOW. TAKE THAT.

did it like... once.
then back to 1
then back to 0
HAHAHHAHAHAAA.

going out with army peeeeoples in 45 mins time.
Popping over to marina square.

Things I missed while in camp:
Music(I seriously need a music player)
Facebook
Email
Coke

but hey,
it's tekong.
so, what the hell.

And all your tears will subside

2011-04-01T19:17:00.002+08:00

Back!

If there is one thing I always miss, it's a shower heater.

Heard there's going to be a AJ fiesta tomorrow.
Should I head on back?

Hmmm.

And NUS.
Shit man.
Went to fill up discretionary.
and now need find out need supporting dicuments
by
today.
TODAY.
and i book out today.
HOW
THE
HELL
do
I
SEND
IT
?!
>!

Ah wells.

Miss the online life too.

And the music.

And everything.

Ah, the life of a soldier.

to
be.

Sing it for the world

2011-03-26T22:09:00.002+08:00

back from confinement.

last things last, next things next.

I have no idea to call my own.

There is no thoughts,
there is only actions.

Do wrong, and you will be punished.

Nothing is meant to be fun,
unless you make it so.

fight for the world,
cause no one is gonna do it.

Die for glory,
or live in shame.

Sing it for the world.

Watching you is the only drug I need

2011-03-18T22:21:00.002+08:00

so! Army. 2 weeks.

Apparentally I am not allowed to post any information regarding whatever inside.
So there.
They have eyes everywhere.

It was a good experience though =)

I miss the mainland of course,
but life in there aint too bad.
No freedom, but no responsiblites either.
And when you do get snippets of freedom here and there,
you truly feel liberated.
instead of at home,
where you get like 24 hours of freedom a day,
and feel sian like !@)(!@JBE@I

yeapppp.
I miss music though,
and friends, family.
Friends.

The Vampire Dreams

2011-02-25T13:51:00.002+08:00

OK.
so i just woke up from a dream.
creepy as hell.

Let me set the scene:
A dark classroom, very scary.
The teacher was reading a story from a book,
and like primary school, each student was required to read a page of that book.
out loud.

The catch was, most of the students in that class were vampires.
And everytime the book mentioned a killing of one of the characters,
the student had to go and kill a random civilian
who looked like that character in the book in the same way.

I remember distinctively that one of the killings involved an underwater drowning.
And another involved trapping the civilian in a cage.

So, I was one of the rare ones who weren't actually a vampire,
so i was freaking out that everyone would know if i actually read about a killing
and had to kill someone for real.

So I read the page when it was my turn, and luckily for me and my partner(my partner was also a human. no idea who he was) we were reading the ending and there weren't any more killings involved.

But at the end of the lesson, when they decided to just massacre all the human specimens in the class(yeaapp they kept human specimens in class for this activity), and they realized that my partner and I were not joining in all the blood and gore, they found out.

And they gave us a choice, to turn into a vampire, or to join the human specimens and get all our blood sucked out and die.

So I was like asking
'Is it going to be very painful?'
LIKE LOL.

anyway i became a vampire,
and i remembered the blood as being really gross.
But of course they made me kill a human as part of my initiation process.

Then I had no choice but to do it,
and i realized that blood actually tasted quite good.
Like...strawberry jam, except sweeter.
like....ALOT sweeter.
in a good way.

It was still gross, but at least it tasted good.

So i remembered the whole group going to my place.
and they saw my parents and wanted to turn them into vampires,
but i said no and told them no one was to set foot in my parents room.

then i woke up.

weird.

All you people can't you see

2011-02-24T22:38:00.002+08:00

So. I am back.

heh.

I did another night shift on...sunday!
I think? can't really remember.

Among all the waiters,
It was generally agreed that the worst event
is a chinese wedding.
The most troublesome, irritating and difficult.

Because the people are drinking,
the food are heavy and evercoming,
and lots of procedures to follow.

Portioning, Constant re-filling of the million types of drinks.
Clearing,Replacing of plates,
cleaning up.

I was pouring drinks when there was this woman
who kept staring at me.
for like....really long.

Then she suddenly asked me,
' You have REALLY small eyes'
I don't know.
But i think that wasn't a compliment.

yeap.
definitely NOT a compliment.
of course i had to smile at her
and go, 'yeaa, I get that.'
Of course most people phrase it as
'are you from china?'
But...same trait, methinks.

Another guy wanted red wine,
but he was mumbling so I couldn't hear.
So when I brought him beer(I thought it was beer),
He went, 'No I wanted red wine'
So of course i was like 'Oh sorry sir, let me change it for you'
He then turned around and stared at me
'Do I look like a Beer person to you?'
dammit man.
can i just pour the beer on him.
HAHAHHAAA.

Been having meat.
ALOT of meat.
Had a whole chicken for lunch and dinner ytd.
and chicken leg(kenny rogers) for dinner tonight.

Beef up for NS, eh.

All I want is to mess around

2011-02-20T14:54:00.002+08:00

I did my first ever *drumrolls* graveyard shift yesterday!
In-Room Dining from 6pm to 3am.

Time really passes REALLY fast in a nightshift
as compared to a day shift.

I wonder why.

Maybe because it is busier at night?
Or maybe because nighttime just .... dunno.

As In-Room Dining goes, every trolley that goes up delivering food goes with a small cup of vanda miss joaqium.
So, it's really inappropriate to play with anything inedible just because it's well....inedible.
ESPECIALLY if it's our national flower.

I have seen salt and pepper on the poor flower,
orange juice,
coke,
beer,
cigarette butts.
of course, in most cases the flower just disappears completely.
seriously?!

ahh wells.
Another nightshift today.
6pm to 11pm.
Hopefully to work as little as i can from next week on.
Going into NS soon. heh.

Forgive me baby for the things I forgot

2011-02-17T21:22:00.002+08:00

I went to play today!

Pool, Bowling and Board Games.

I am free tomorrow.

Need to work on saturday night shift though.
My first ever night-shift! 6pm to 3am.
eh heh.

what else.... nothing much i think.
yeap. bye!

Not into fashion but I love the clothes she wear

2011-02-14T21:19:00.003+08:00

Went back to banquet again today.

These are the comments I got:
'Are you Singaporean?'
'Eh, your father own this hotel ah, stand straight!'
'Are you from China?'
'Why you look so scared and shy! When I look at you you look away'
'China?'
'People everytime say I look like I'm from China... I do meh?'
'By the way, are you from china?'
'Singaporean?'
'Eh my shift end already leh. Where is the manager ah'
'Valentine's Day still come and work ah. Got expensive date later is it.'
'Are you from China?'
'Ni shi bu shi zhong guo ren'

and
alot more....
explicit ones i shall not mention.

LOL.
And yeap. V-day today!
I just saw a couple in my void deck.
the girl looked as though she was about to cry.
and the guy was busy reassuring her that everything was alright,
and he was saying sorry.
you know, stuff like that.

Nothing but trouble.
Any government with any logic at all should just ban love.
don't they see it is causing people to forget their REAL calling?
Their potential, as artists, writers, lawyers, physicist, all lost.
Due to 'wanting to start a family'
More like lousy social objectives if you ask me.

Down with false feelings I say.
Today marks the start of the Anti-Love campaign.

Waiter Woes

2011-02-12T21:16:00.002+08:00

Ni. Hao.

ok This is going to be short and sweet.

Black swan is traumatizing.
I mean that in the most traumatized tone possible.
Bloody hell man.

It is NEVER a good idea to work after a late night out.
I learnt that,
through dropping and subsequently smashing,
a saucer, a plate and a mini-flower bowl (yeap. all glass)
Damn tired.

Some jobs rock more than others.

It all comes down to the resume.
And I assure I am going to have the heck of one.

From wednesday on, I am going to become MBS pastry maker.
Which is equivalent to assistant chef.
HAHAAA.
pastry maker leh.
AWESOME bo.

PS.
Let this be known to all people everywhere:

PLEASE DO NOT:
mix sauces (e.g.laksa sauce with honey) because it may be fun for you,
but for the one clearing dishes (aka me) it sucks to try to pour out laksa sauce and have it dripping into the dustbin all sticky like and I have to wait there forever for the saucer to be clean. I mean, putting laksa sauce into a flask clearly labelled hot water? seriously?

Leave unfinished food. I have seen baskets of fruits go to waste. Just today, I picked out a unopened bottle of tiger beer and a exquisite champagne bottle worth easily at least 50 bucks, because it was totally UNOPENED.

put disgusting stuff on your food. Just because you finished eating your food and intend to throw it away, doesnt mean no one else have have to mess around with your garbage. I have seen parmesan cheese on char kway teow, cigarette butts in bottles of plain water, and today topped it off. Opening the trolley, I saw a half-eaten plate of fish and chips(which is bad enough since people like us are starving waiting for lunch hour to come), and on the fried fish was.... a condom.
I. AM. SERIOUS. and it was opened.

seriously?

I mean...seriously?

That's when I realized.

2011-02-10T22:51:00.002+08:00

So.
Work today.

It was back at IRD (In-room dining)
but I think because of my tag that I bought myself.

The captain decided to put me, unlike the previous time when i was doing dishwashing,
as FCS.
So excited as I was.
He passed me a walkie talkie. (WALKIE-TALKIE LEH)
and a security pass (SECURITY PASS LEH)
Little did I know.

The walkie-talkie buzzed half the time.
And There was this guy called chong fei
and I kept answering because
i thought HQwas calling wenBin.
and somemore totally different towers (like MBS has 3 towers...right?)
so a typical conversation went like this.
'Ok *bzzt* wenbin, wenbin there?'
'Yeap, wenbin here.'
'Room 3135 clearing'
'Roger. Confirm 3135. Wait.. 3135 is not my tower'
'Who are you?!'
'WenBin'
'I calling chong fei la! you pick up for what!'

I kenna like that for 5 times at least. HAHAHAHAAA.

and then when they really call
'Eh wenbin.'
'Wenbin you there?'
'bin bin bin bin bin pick up pick up'
HAHAHAHA.
then when i pick up, kenna scolding. -.-

the walkie-talkie is so irritating ok.
'Wenbin room 2894 needs 5 mice'
'ok. 5....repeat?'
'5 mice.'
'mice?! repeat repeat cannot hear'
'mice ah. DAO. DAO.'
'OHH KNIVES. OKOK GOING NOW.'

alot more of werid stuff.
and it didnt only happen to me.
so there.
HAHAHAA.

So the security pass.
It was all awesome until
I realized
it was for the lift.
the pass was to USE the lift.
LOL?!

and
the biggest one.
FCS
stands for.
*drum rolls*
Food Clearing Service
HAHAHAHAA
talking about what promotion from dish-clearing sia.

ANYWAY
one of the guests wanted to tip me!
like i not sure, never see properly.
but i know got a 5 dollar bill.
and either a two dollar bill or 10 dollar bill udnerneath. heh.
but i thought cannot tip casual labour
so i said
'Im really sorry sir but I'm not allowed to accept tips.'
So I went back down
and ask
and I got
'Ya you can accept tips.'
OMG.
OMG.
OMG.
OMG.
OMG.

i seriously wanted to turn back time.
so
so
much.
HAHAHAHAHA.

So.
Here ends my story.
did I mention mcfly rocks?!
I think i did.
so there.

Superpowers, naught.

2011-02-08T17:49:00.002+08:00

I am here, after much discussion with cheryl chen,
in which she ended with 'omg i dont want to talk to you alr zzzzz'
to talk about *drum rolls* superpowers.

The fact and myths.
ok, probably not.
But what I think ARE the facts and myths,
which kind of annuls the idea of a fact,
but still!

Ok, first things first.
Pyrokinetic.
What is it?
We have seen superheroes with pyrokinetic powers
from Johnny Storm in Fantastic Four
to Pyro in the X-Men.
There are deferring magnitudes to their abilites,
While heroes like Johnny Storm has the able to ignite at will, to fly around.
Pyro requires a spark to start a fire, and seems to be unable to fly around.

So, We go back to the word: Pyrokinesis.
According to our dear beloved wikipedia,
It is first coined by author Stephen King (I was surprised too)
Many comics have described it as the ability to 'excite or speed up an object's atoms, increasing their thermal energy until they ignite, not necessarily objects, but also air particles'
In other words, superheores should be able to create flames anywhere, even in the air, and not require a spark.
Which brings us to: Pyro is either a fake, or he is seriously in need of some basic training regarding his powers, or he is merely an aerokinetic(which i will talk about in a second)
As we know, exciting or speeding up atoms of air particles make them hot.
Hot air rises.
What many pyrokinetic superheroes have not considered
is the ability to use THIS power to levitate objects.
by heating up the air underneath objects,
the hot air would rise, and through intense heating
to prevent the hot air from escaping underneath the object,
would be able to levitate the said object.

The only superhero to have used THIS power at any rate
seem to be Johnny from Fantastic Four to fly around,
through creating a pocket of extremely heated air underneath him.

Back to an aerokinetic, a term I coined to possibly explain Pyro's abilities.
What Pyro can do, unlike his name suggests, could have been the ability to
actually manipulate air, even aerial elements, rather than fire itself.
We know flame survives on certain gases, and not on others.
Oxygen would feed the flame, Carbon Dioxide extinguishes it, Methane causes instant combustion.

By being able to actually control what goes where,
It would certainly help to explain Pyro's disturbing half-powers.
He could shift oxygen source from one place to another, and the flame follows.
Pump CO2 into the area to extinguish a flame.
Summon Methane to cause a spark to ignite into a flaming ball of fire
It is also known that 'Pyro can be harmed by any fire that he does not mentally control. '
Which further reinforces this theory as he has NO control over fire,
but merely the air around it, thus being vulnerable to flames from external sources.

It is also known that 'Any of Pyro's fiery creations will immediately revert to ordinary flame if he turns his interest from it.'
Which also serves as evidence to this theory as he controls the shape of the flame through manipulating the structure of the air around the flame.
Thus the moment he stops doing that, they would immediately revert back to their natural state of combustion.

This is probably a post about pyrokinesis as much as it is a post to critisize Pyro, I guess.
I never saw the logic in his powers and him calling him Pyro.

But I guess the greatest reason,
would be I prefer Bobby Drake.

The two of them ain't exactly on the best of terms.

Till next time,
I'm out.

So tell me do you love me

2011-02-05T21:09:00.003+08:00

Mcfly is good.
I.am.serious.
Mcfly is awesome.
I.am.serious.
Mcfly rocks.

Ok.
so, it's been almost a week.
Feel like I should probably update this.
To prevent the world from imploding
upon itself
and chaos to ensue,
from the lack of my update.
HAHAHAHA.

Even the blue moon got to appear sometime...right?
Cause the heart never lies.
This week
is cny week!

gong xi.
Did the usual.
Pray.
Hong Baos.
Stayed at home.
Ever wonder why there isn't an English new Year?
I mean, sure it's like...31st Dec.
but isn't there any...traditions?
like Hongbaos,
Red colour,
Firecrackers...anything?

tsk.
so disappointing.

on a brighter note!
I'm in contact with my secret friend again!
heh.
been so long!

Going through the motions.

Yeap. That's all.
Next week:
Dishwasher-Monday, Thursday, Saturday.
talk about working man.
My employment status just keeps getting worse.
HAHAHAHAA.
anyone got lobang for sewage sanitation?
LOL.

signing off!

You say that I've been messing with your head

2011-01-31T12:38:00.002+08:00

Rain.
Rain.

The temperature has been nice, though.
For someone hoping for a winter wonderland.
This is probably it.
or the closest one can get though.

Just finished watchmen on HBO.
Thought that movie was....messy, to say the least.
There wasn't any real plot.
Probably because there were so many issues
the movie was trying to bring out.
Which kind of complicates the whole movie
for the average movie-goer.

Going out later.
Collect pay, make bookings.

Then work, work and work.
At least there's something interesting coming my way.
Help to alleviate the boring mundane life of.... life?

Yeap.

Let the rain come.
Let the darkness enter,
your heart, and your minds.
For when the warmth leaves,
will you know what you really need.
So I say,
Let the rain come,
and bring comfort and pain,
light and darkness
into the world of us.

Let it pour.

We'll be Alright

2011-01-29T21:53:00.002+08:00

If the world was flat,
wouldn't it be way easier
to reach the poles?

Hmmm.
Went for NTU talk today.
Nothing much.
Just sat around and listened

For those who are wondering
NTU annual school subsidized fee: 7.1k
average estimation of accommodation and food and misc allowance: 840 per month

So.... uni life IS expensive.
WAY expensive.
sigh.

Figured life has got to be fun.
So COME ON.

I need money.
And money requires risk.
So risk it shall be.

If life was flat,
I guess we wouldn't be here.

So what if i go out on a million dates

2011-01-27T20:24:00.003+08:00

yea yea.

GO listen to avril's new single 'What The Hell'.
Really addictive. heh.

hmm. went to Mindscafe today!
Fun!

Work has been hell.
but...it's work.
I mean if it was that fun,
it wouldn't be called work now...would it?

well...although there ARE some PEOPLE out there
who are playing and earning money at the same time.
tsk.
lucky kids.

Trying out a new department on monday,
heard it would be easier,
then having the feeling that you are walking on hot coals
that has needles sticking out of 'em.

My brother's acting all pissed.
cause I woke him out from bed (Which my mom called me to)
and i accidentally stepped on his iphone wire.
yada yada.

am going off now.
till next time!

Don't say you love me

2011-01-25T19:46:00.002+08:00

Back from another day of work.
This time it was pretty fun.
Slack, even.

But still my legs hurt like hell.
alot of hell.
every step aches as though
walking on the hot coals of the otherworld.

anyway!
So MBS is big...right?
huge.

So I was working there, ladida.
Waiting for the access lift to push up the cart of plates
when this 2 girls who were also working there suddenly asked me from like a distance away.

Are you from china?
(I mean yala I have been getting quite some of these comments there.
damn sad la. but I try my best to pretend I don't understand chinese
and make them speak english to me to prove my point.)
Then my colleague was beside me and she knew I have been getting
these questions all day so she shouted back, 'No! He's from Singapore!'

Then suddenly one of the girl ask' AJCian right!'
Then I was shocked so I was like.... 'yes?'
Then the girls were like,
'you don't recognize me?! I'm from 37/09!'
So I was like.... 'No?'
Then she kept insisting that I should know her
and I think I was quite tired at that time
or something so I kept saying no. HAHAHA.
Then she continued... 'you are from..38/09 nono 32/09 right!'
So I was like.... 'yes?'
Then the other girl just shouted 'Judi!'
and both of them ran away giggling.

I mean...talk about weirddd.

yeapp. job again tomorrow.
Tired.

The Love Of A Thousand Minions

2011-01-23T11:34:00.002+08:00

Watched Megamind yesterday.
not...too bad a movie, I must say.
It is funny.
and wayy better then other animated movies I have seen around this period.

hmmm.
Gonna start work again next week, hopefully everyday of the weekday.
Parents have been complaining (I personally prefer the word whining) that
I work just to pay off my own allowance.
Cause my (used to be) allowance is 50 dollars a week.
So I work like once a week to earn around 60-70 dollars to last me through the week.
kind of...LOL.

I mean... I don't really see what's wrong with that.
I am not exactly a big spender.

My money don't go to overpriced clothes,

nor overpriced electronics

nor overpriced relationships.

I stay loyal to overpriced food.
and compared to the above 3,
overpriced food doesn't exactly amount up to much.
Soooo yeaa.
Low output = low input.
heh.

But I guess I may start saving up to get myself a music player
before I head on down to NS.
Soooo this kind of justifies why I am trying to work everyday from next week.
Gonna ask the rest of the guys though.
hmmmm.

I need to do something more productive with my life,
starting now.

ok mahjong session soon.
'till next time!

Updates trapped on the blue moon

2011-01-19T17:33:00.003+08:00

So there.
Work experience:
1)Waiter at mandrian oriental
2)Assistant Chef at Bee Hock Guan
3)Service Crew at marina bay sands(tomorrow!)

Talk about odd-job man.
This months been a hectic run from here to there,
from town, to changi road.

But I WAS looking for experience,
after the irritating scrutiny from employers
about my experience, or my lack thereof.

So there. 3 experiences in a month.
Wonder what Feb. has in store for me.

Thinking of temp. admin,
might be going for an interviewing job.

Copywriting hasn't got back to me.
Let's hope I get that one too.
then it will be up to 5.

Was thinking of delving into the education sector
before feb is over though.
But most of them requires a long-term working yada yada.
which kind of sucks.

OH. and customer service.
would like to play around with the above 2 before I get in.
Of course, admin comes first.

Now THIS is what I call a fun vacation.
instead of lazing around at home and watching dramas whole day long.
i know SOMEONE would beg to differ,
but whatthehell. hahaha.

All those money,
and no where to go.
hmmm.
Anyone knows an agent for stock exchange?
Or...is there an age limit?

ah wells.

The Feel Of Buzz

2011-01-15T22:52:00.002+08:00

yea yea.
Been a long time since I posted.
So here it is.

I actually have a long post in mind about the horrible lyrics of modern pop songs
But it was too long and I am really tired now so i will probably do it tomorrow.

Been working.
Server at madrian oriental.
Not easy.
Basically hard labour.
Carry Susan, wedding tables, the such.
Pay's good though, so I'm not complaining.

and been out on guitar trips! wooooooooooooooooo.
and L4D2 and COD.
IT' s a fun week, to say the least. heh.
bye!

Animal

2011-01-09T19:09:00.003+08:00

Being doing lots of reading.
Not novels though.
Comics.
Or , Graphic Novels.
Spiderman, Fantastic Four, Iron Man, The Walking Dead, stuff.
Awesome stuff.

Work the week after next.
Still sick.
Ulcer...killing me.
Irritating.
Please heal by tomorrow.
sigh.

Life aint getting too good.
Bored as hell.
and the ulcer is... as painful as it is,
preventing me from binge eating,
or eating anything at all.
which is actually helping out with my weight loss.

Although it kind of sucks to do it this way.
But.... no time like the present, I guess.

Ok. gonna go and eat soon.
Nothing to report I guess.
WenBin, out.

01/01/11

2011-01-02T00:19:00.003+08:00

Hello.
I am no idea what to post.
With all the end of the year resolutions and all.

It doesn't seem to strike me that the year 2010 was extremely important.
Perhaps it was more of a filler year.
Or a year I should have been spending in NS.
Or maybe cause I was too busy studying,
to be realize or experiencing any life-changing events.

the year 2011 however,
would mark life changes.
NS for one.
Working, for another.
The end of schooling, for a third.

And as a hope for 2011,
Let the changes improve and enhance my life,
instead of degrading and depreciating it.

and.
let it also be known,
that the year 2010 was when I realized,
or more likely..enlightened.
that what we know and glorify as 'Love'
is merely our brain excreting chemicals, neurons, yada yada.
It has NOTHING to do with angels singing, or cupid's arrows, or roses, or chocolates.
When we see it as its' core.

We see it for what it is.

A feeling, much like happiness, anger, sadness or anxiety.

And for anyone to make any long-term commitments based on feelings,
is probably as illogical as one committing suicide because he/she was extremely sad on that day.

But I guess people still go for it anyway,
and then regret it 10 years later.

And I'm listening to 'Marry You' by Bruno Mars as I was typing that.
Irony much.
Happy new years everyone.

let the years on be kind to you.

Live long, prosper, and may the Force be with you.

Of Fallen Hopes and Broken Dreams

2010-12-30T11:02:00.002+08:00

I
don't
even
know
what
to
say
anymore.
maybe...
PLEASE.
HIRE.
ME.

Give all my secrets away

2010-12-26T22:43:00.003+08:00

Yes!
ok here is blogskin No.2
finished it within a day!
personal record! heh.

Making a blogskin
sure takes my mind off things.

Like worrying about jobs.
and exercise.
and irritating issues such as the above.

and there is this..sense of accomplishment.
which
is
awesomeee.
HAHAHAA.

ok guess that is all for today. Tired out.
Gonna post this up on blogskins.com for anyone who wants it
ciao!

As we wait out this winter storm

2010-12-25T18:42:00.002+08:00

What does it mean to be me?
Who created me?
Or a more appropriate question is.
What created me?
How do I exist?
Why am I feeling sad?

All questions no doubt.
unanswered ones.
For life is all but naught,
in the sunny winter night.

Must be the Money

2010-12-21T11:23:00.002+08:00

'sup.

Nothing much to blog about today.
Been living the usual.
Rotting at home.
Going out.

No job.
No job.
No job.

sigh.

Looks like the fortune-teller WAS right.
i'm amazed. hahaa.
at least that means I'm going to get..awesome results.
and ...girls? HAHAHAA.
sorry I still think that is really funny. haha.

ok. so.. hmmm..
Main priority now is to get a job.
then probably start picking up another musical instrument.
Probably keyboard.
Let's hope I can finish them before I head on down to hell island

Yeap.
Nothing much to report
from this sad, lonely life.
Did I mention I'll probably have to spend Christmas alone?
yea.
sad,lonely life.

Make em laugh, make em laugh

2010-12-19T00:08:00.002+08:00

CCA gathering today at shaun's place! =D
Went there abit late.
Played Halo with jordan!

hmmmm.
had awesome food!

and drinks.
woah. drinks.
Gin, Whiskey, Vodka
Orange Juice, Coke, Ginger Ale.
just name it man.

I learnt a few lessons today:
Never let a girl mix around your drinks 'just for fun'
Mixing all the alcohol together is NOT a good idea
and
I seem to do better at games when intoxicated. heh.

Boozed out.
Probably need sleep at this moment.
But I'm just going to stone out here a while more.

Cheers Shaun!
thanks! =DD

From the world of the lost

2010-12-16T12:21:00.002+08:00

So... I am back!

hmmm. Where to start.
Day 1-Saturday:
Went out at 7pm after a whole day of moping about.
Reached the coach at 8.
Slept.
Kept waking up along the way for passports and whatsnot.

Day2-Sunday
It was a 10 to 12 hours ride.
But finally reached.
My mum was freaking out
cause she thought that we missed our stop.
and knowing the coach...
stop are probably hundreds of km apart from each other.
anyway!
we didn't.
so there.

Reached at about..7am?
met relatives went their place.
waited an hour.

I brought 4 library books along,
intending to do abit of reading up there.
I mean...
it's an idyllic small town.
so... there isn't much to do.
besides...read?

So I was carrying along my book the whole trip.
and I realized, after 10 years of not visiting,
carrying around a book with the title
'The Serial Killers' Club' isn't exactly...
welcoming. HAHAHAHA.

Mum went food-berserk at the market.
we shared 3 bowls of noodles:
Hokkein mee, Kway teow, and..i can't remember what's the last one.
anyway.
yeap!

at night, went to this weekly pasar malam.
it's like... this really huge night market.
probably 10 times our pasar malam size thingy.

Wanted to buy clothes.
but their clothes ain't too cheap.
at about..RM50 a piece.

Their LAN gaming was...crazy cheap though.
3 hours for RM3

Went home after that.
Read book. Finished the first book!
Slept.

Day 3- Monday
Can't...really...remember.
OH WAIT.
yes I do!
Went to the dentist.
Cause apparently it's really cheap there.
And I can escape the dentist back here.
muahahaha.

Apparently, the reason why it's so cheap?
The dentist doesn't use anesthesia.
I found that out.
the hard way.
the REALLY hard way.

I was tearing there.
and kept spitting mouthfuls of blood
after blood.
after he was done.
HAHAHAHAA.
but at least it's over! wheeee.

Day 4- Tuesday
Went shopping!
Played arcade!
yada yada!

ohoh and my mum and I were browsing the alcohol section.
And a bottle of like... alcohol is only RM4.
i'm not kidding!
that is like... S$1.66?!
and singapore sells one for easily 7 to 8 bucks.
what a rip-off.
I knew the government taxed alcohol.
but THIS much?!
kind of insane.

and I was walking when I saw this shelve full of booze.
from ABC Beer to Tiger Beer.
And above the shelve was a large sign
saying
'Tidak Halal'
I have no idea what Tidak means.
But Halal?!
I thought muslims who go Halal can't alcohol?!
and i didn't know there was such thing as Halal-alcohol.
HAHAHAHA.

Went home..
Drank that bottle.
my mum took a bit.

Day 5-Wednesday
Stomachache.
Pain.
(the alcohol)
(owch)
bad alcohol.

Went fortune-telling.
Apparently the temple...
woman is supposed to be very good at fortune-telling
or whatsnot.
She was using those standard poker card decks and stuff.

So my mum made me go first because she wanted to ask about my A's results.
(wow.)
It was really quite hilarious.
I was trying not to laugh.
Because the atmosphere was so...serious
and there were like..relatives there.
who were all like..really serious.

ok so this is how it went.
my mum wanted to ask about results.
So the fortune-teller asked me to take some cards..yada yada

So she read the cards and said
*his results.. will be very good*
*There's an Ace of hearts here... that's number 1*
*will be able to go any university he likes*
so my mum was happy.
I was like.. yay!
then before my mum could continue asking about my results.
the fortune-teller continued
'Do you have any girls falling in love with you?'
I was like.... bwuh!? HAHAHAHA.
so I was like... er.... no?
She was like..
'If you do in the near future, you will be very confused'
'But remember that studies always come first'
then i was like...er...ok?
then my mum cut in cause she wanted to ask about army.
so the fortune-teller was looking at her and like
'Yea... his army life will be 2 compulsory years(Like... ya? no choice)'
'Will be over very soon, no disasters, will be able to rise in ranks.. yada yada'
then before my mum could ask again
she look at me and told me
'When you go to university, there will be alot of girls.'
she kept emphasizing alot.
I was on the verge of laughing already
cause my mum didn't care about the girls part.
but the fortune-teller kept telling me about girls.
as though giving me some..insight into my future.
girls?
hmmmm.
anyway! after some more of the same interjecting
and I was trying not to laugh.
She said I may not be able to find a good job this holiday
because I got low employ-ability this period.
yeapp.
Oh. And she told me not to take any medicine/doctor course in uni
she recommended being...a lawyer?
even though I told her I was considering corporate.
She said if I was a lawyer,
It will be very yi lu shun feng. thingy.
She said I will be the very quiet type.
(I'm guessing the type who do law contracts instead of court defending)

Then she continued telling me about how there will really be alot of girls in university.
HAHAHAHAHAA.
so I'm guessing my court in uni will be... populated by girls?
LOL.

and then she said
my friends are all good people.
Don't have to worry about them.
hmmm.
then my mum was so pek chek.LOL
my mum was like.. er...ok already bah. my turn!

HAHAHHAHAHAHAAA.
anyway! she said I will be able to get into any uni I choose
because of my good results.
denoted by the Ace I chose twice in a row.
(yea. Even I was surprised. two Aces in a row. Damn that's good)

Then took the coach.
Came home.
Slept.
Woke up.
Here!

Gonne send in my resume today I guess.
Time to look hard for a job.
With my low employ-ability and all.

seeya!

Riding off to Nowhere

2010-12-11T12:27:00.002+08:00

-I guess she's an Xbox-
nahhh probably not nowhere.

Will be away to Penang from this Saturday to...
probably next Wednesday,
or maybe Tuesday,
or maybe Thursday.
Depends, I guess.

Yes. Today is this Saturday.
This Saturday as in today.
I will be leaving at...7 plus?
Coach leaves at 8 plus.

Been a long time since i went back.
Like.... 10 years?
maybe?
around there.

And I think I'mma gonna do a little shopping
while I'm there.

Got myself 4 books from the library yesterday.
So..Probably will get to catch up on some reading.
Maybe I'll even get to do some writing.
That means I'll be offline for these few days.
Unless I'm REALLY bored and there's a LAN shop there.
then... it's a different case.
and since my phone is Wi-Fi capable.
I guess any spot that has Wi-Fi access would mean I can go online too.
but i don't think that is going to be very likely though.
hmmmm.

Would also be a good break from staring at the computer
like..everyday also.

Planning to blast off my resumes after I return from the trip.
Yeap. Gonna start work soon.

Life during the holidays
always seem so much better,
if you have money
I'm talking about TONS of money.
heh.

I need to buy myself a MP4/iPod/whatever plays music.
before NS.

What else...what else....
Hmmm nothing much I guess.

-I'm more an Atari-

Poison makes everyone feel better

2010-12-08T22:04:00.002+08:00

-I’m coming home-
The months of anti-depression are catching up to me.

Hell.
Company is seriously addictive.
Im just alone for just 2 days.
and im reduced to this.

emo rock songs
bad mood
vodka.

Im this close to writing stories.

Did I mention that Q raspberry tastes like poison?
ok actually it tastes like cough medicine.
but with the vodka,
it tastes like pink poison.
or blood red poison.

Like something used to kill vampires or something.

I hope it is.
poison, that is.

Then perhaps it can get me out of this world
and into the world beyond.

ahh god dammit.
spilled some onto my shirt.
now it is blossoming
into blood stains.

wounds to kill me.
death by loss of blood.
thats good...right?

Wow.
Looks like this no-job vacation
is turning out to be worse than I thought.
much worse.

I seriously need to get something.
and without my mum nagging at me about which one is worth it and which ones are not.

No comedies can ever compare to a tragedy.
and for what it’s worth:
it’s a tragedy.

-I’m coming home-

Here's a postcard and my heart

2010-12-06T18:35:00.002+08:00

-Wish you were here-

Went to watch the next three days with wee seng and clinton.
not too bad a movie.

imagine season1 of prisonbreak condensed into a 2 plus hours movie
and there you have it.
the next three days.

Boredom: An occurrence when one is not distracted enough to realize that they have no aim in life

Everyone is out playing
except me.
except me.

-Wish you well