Saturday, May 29, 2004

finally back. been a long time..

well i've been away on some protection-of-installation course, a course teaching on security of camps and other places. yeah because those guys walking around changi airport with rifles actually need training, and we're the ones to do it. so anyway was put through a whole day of lectures on thursday, which left us wanting for more practical stuff. and on friday, we spent half the day building a protective shelter, which meant moving a few hundred sandbags (each weighing about 25kg), which of course left us wanting for more lectures.

it's quite silly really, making shelters outta sandbags and zinc roofings, when you have concrete ones so readily available.

that aside, it's been a long long long day. played bridge all night long before going out with old pals and spending a bomb shopping. hurhur.

and here's a little warning for all. if you must go clubbing, dont do it from this coming friday to next saturday. why? simple. the latest batch of recruits are about to pass out from bmt, and yeah, unless you get a kick outta seeing botaks, you might want to pass on clubbing for a while.

so anyway after 5 hours of sleep and a lot of moving around today, i'm kinda bombed. sleep's quite high on my list of priorities now; come to think of it, i think it's top of the list. meanwhiles, take care yall. (p.s. has anyone not watched shrek 2 yet? anyone??)

weiming at 11:18 PM

Tuesday, May 25, 2004

been a rather busy day (well busy in the context of army, where a normal day would consist solely of eating, sleeping and feeding mosquitoes), and yet i'm still awake. surprise surprise. (oh wait. it's only 8.) well basically, i've been busy. surfing the net and chatting (well among other things). got a rough idea of what my job description entails?

so anyway, after a day of staring at the computer in my office (which, by the way, has a wallpaper of abe lincoln pointing out of the screen, with the words: i'm with stupid.), i've learnt, well, nothing. well, at least not all days are like that. sometimes i'm busy like hell. and you know, i'd complain after that too. too much work, complain. too little work, complain. i'm hard to please. well at least i still get paid.

argh. i'm not making much sense.

well, anyway i think army's actually been useful. i've had time to think lots, had lots of experiences, seen more into human nature, even discovered hidden talents that i never knew i had: farting. ok kidding. but i guess most just dont make good use of the 2 half years that we give up. i'm pretty pleased with mine so far. learnt a lot, had more experience with making decisions under pressure too.

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you know, i was wondering, how many people actually have a REAL ambition. not the flimsy kind of "i wanna be the richest/most beautiful/sexiest/best farter in the world", but the kind where you really know what you where you want to be 20 years from now. because to be honest, i dont. other than knowing that i want to have a happy family (who doesnt), i have totally no idea where i want to be.

when we were young, i'm sure everyone played 'doctor' or 'nurse' or 'lawyer' or 'thief'. and then we'd all tell our parents "oh daddy i wanna be a lawyer!", or "oh daddy i wanna be an indian chief!". how many actually follow it through? i know it sounds absurd to think that a 6 year old child would actually know what he wanted to be, but i guess it's kinda cool if we actually followed through on it.

on the more realistic side, how many 20 year olds actually know what they want to be? i dont. i'm just throwing myself randomly in accordance to my whims and hoping i'll like it. if i dont, then sucks to be me. my gut feel is that not many people actually know what they're going into as they enter university, and even fewer really have a passion for what they're doing.

ah well. those who do know, good for you. those who dont, we're in the same boat man. and no being a really good farter wont help us.

weiming at 8:18 PM

Sunday, May 23, 2004

gee, i seem to have lost track of time... keep thinking it's like 15th may or something. i dont even know what day it is anymore. help.

just got back from chooahpig's bday thing.. more abt that, perhaps, another time.

weiming at 1:02 AM

Saturday, May 22, 2004

it's been a while.

went for an ala carte buffet on thursday, and boy did i eat. for a table of 10, we had about 30 courses. i'm kid you not. so basically i paid 30 bucks but ate like 90 bucks worth. and the food was gooooood. -grin-. i'd always thought myself a small eater, but guess that's changed. outta all the ns men around me, i reigned supreme. and of course i emerged with the biggest belly. maybe it's to do with my skipping breakfast and lunch.

been considering whether or not to go eat some chou dou fu. smelly beancurd. believe it or not, i've never eaten it before. i hate the smell.. but people always say that behind the smell it's actually really tasty. so my friend jio-ed me to go eat some, but another friend keeps warning me against it. i'm like: "so how does it really taste like?". the reply is short and simple: "shit." not very encouraging, given it pretty much smells like shit too. when i was in taiwan i had to run for cover pretty often since chou dou fu was rather common, and the taiwan version's pretty lethal. oh well.

had my base x-country today at macritchie, nothing much to speak of, but just as we were packing up, it started to pour? so us organisers got drenched, and i got a lift over to tampines from my OC, and it was bright and sunny. now imagine the looks i got, one drenched army man in sunny, dry weather.

so anyway, it was xiaowen's birthday yesterday. happy birthday big man! even though you always forget mine. haha.

oh and someone got to my site having googled "blogspot jietling", so jiet, i'm guessing you've got a stalker -grin-.

and ting, just a thought, you said achilles was a man of courage and such. actually the impression i got from the actual mythology was that achilles was a cocky guy who cared more about his reputation. but hollywood likes to change things like that, so yeah in the movie his character was quite the good guy.

well that's all from me for now, have a good week yall.

weiming at 5:27 PM

Wednesday, May 19, 2004

like the rest of the world, i just watched troy. good movie, not particularly outstanding though. and i watched the movie with the most irritating bunch of girls you could ever imagine sitting behind me. the moment brad pitt appeared: "oohhh he's soooo cuteee!! wahhhhhhh....". and this went on and on, and only increased in intensity when orlando bloom and eric bana appeared. not only that, with seemingly every swordstroke: "eeee! urghh! so grosss!". and of course, the customary "crunch crunch rustle rustle" of their snacks. so as you can imagine, not the greatest environment for a movie.

anyway, every girl's just been saying how good brad pitt or orlando looks, but to me, the cutest person in the movie actually was hector's baby. seriously. he's damn cute la. and diane kruger is hothothot. (and shen, now i know why you wanna be helen of troy. because she got to snog orlando, right?) that aside, the fight scenes were great, lord-of-the-ringish.

it wasnt totally true to the plot, but well, since when were hollywood movies? still thoroughly enjoyable, with a little background knowledge on greek mythology. even without, it's a pretty cool hack 'n slash flick, with good looking people. i wonder how many people actually know greek mythology though, about charon and the river styx, about apollo and poseidon and the other greek gods, and of course, about achilles himself. i used to be an avid reader of mythology, both greek and norse. maybe i shall pick up my books to read again someday. history, in this sense, really is very intriguing. who wants to know about malaya! bring me greek/norse myths anyday.

a parting note: once again on the point of noisy girls irritating at the cinema, i think they've gotta be the 3rd worst creation ever.
2nd worst? smelly armpits.
the worst?
faustina.

ok i'm kidding. really.
(now, imagine a group of faustinas behind you in the cinema, making high pitched squealy noises. oh yeah they've got smelly armpits too.)

weiming at 12:02 AM

Tuesday, May 18, 2004

well pet, i figured fishing would be fun if there actually were sizeable fish to catch, so maybe a powerboat would be a good idea. throw in a few marlins and we're talking. not that i'd be able to catch any though. but anyway no i'm not currently a member of any yacht club, i dont live the life of the rich and famous, unfortunately. i guess since i'm in ns now i might be entitled to some offer for an saf yacht club membership? no idea though. maybe someone can enlighten me. i wasnt really dissing fishing though. i think it might have potential as a hobby, just that i'm not hooked (pun! pun!) yet.

joel, nice to see you around, havent heard from you in ages. anyway, i acknowledge and agree with the point on looks, however, the main point of my post was to bemoan the loss of good talent in the competition. latoya was an fab singer, imho, not amazing, but the best in this season's ami competition. and she was popular as hell, believe me. the reason why she was voted off, rather than jasmine, was because jasmine's voters were spurred into actions by the judges comments, whilst latoya's voters were complacent (and stingy too).
looks are important yes, but talent is, to borrow a phrase from randy and simon, "what this competition is all about". that said, fantasia is most definitely more off-putting than jennifer hudson. but she sings well. cant take that away from her.

ok, i'm done with the replies. people keep talking about their dreams. why dont i have dreams? i havent had a dream in ages, and i'd definitely remember if i'd had one. perhaps i'm just too tired nowadays. because when i was still in primary school, i used to have nightmares all the time. more often than nice dreams, such that i kinda dreaded going back to sleep after nightmares, because i knew that the nightmare would just start again. one particular nightmare that i still remember was of marshamallow man and this other big thing from ghostbusters chasing me. sounds funny yeah, but i was terrified then.

i read somewhere that you can actually control your dreams by controlling the things that fill your mind as you go to sleep; for example a putting a picture of britney spears and playing 'toxic' over and over before you go to sleep might produce a nightmare involving her and red leather. havent tried it, but i guess there must be some basis to it.

moving on to something else, i recently rediscovered a not-so-unhealthy (surprise) snack which played a big part in my teenage years. it's pretty simple, just grab a slice of cheese and slot it in between 2 pieces of jacob's krackermeal, and you've got what lasted me through many an exam period.

well i was thinking of ending my post with something to the effect of carpe diem, then i thought about what i've been doing with my life recently, and no, i'm not really qualified to say it. pet- recommend me some good, prefereably cheap and accessible outdoor activity. my bike tire's flat, and i'm lazy to go down to the bike shop and get myself a handpump or an adaptor for the tire's nozzle. basically, yeah, i need something to do with my life. ns is killing me.

weiming at 12:33 AM

Saturday, May 15, 2004

i hereby declare, fishing is boring. well perhaps if you actually caught fish it might be interesting, but after 3 hours last night, i emerged with: 0 fish. well it wasnt a good night for fishing anyway the 5 of us only caught 6 fish, 1 sotong-looking thing, 1 slug and 2 plastic bags. the fishes must've been out, finding nemo or something (funny joke! laugh! harharharharhar). i have the dubious honour of having the heaviest catch of the night though (that would be the plastic bag, which felt like it might have had a body inside). hopefully if there's a next time, and i hope there will be, i will actually catch something that's edible. i guess it's a sport that grows onto you, maybe when i do learn the more intricate details then it wont seem like a game of plain waiting. so, jio me again sometime eh tammy?

and yeah, walking home alone at 4am after watching The Ring = balls shrink.
hurhur.

urgh, my stomach feels funny after that sourish fishcake i just ate. (time to report sick and get an mc)

weiming at 11:35 AM

Thursday, May 13, 2004

for those who're reading this and gonna watch american idol later, read this after watching it!

gosh. latoya got kicked out!! how dumb's that. there's no more reason to watch ami anymore.... shall now occupy myself with videos from past seasons (kelly clarkson, rowr). jasmine was how lousy! oh well. this happens so often anyway. tamyra in season 1, jennifer hudson not long ago too. crap.

on the topic of american idol, i think the series is actually a really good thing. i mean not just for the viewers; how often do you get to see so many ugly singers making it big? it's only on the idol series! the australian idol, guy sebastian, uk pop idol michelle mcmanus and norwegian/world idol kurt nilsen are all really really ugly (i kid you not), but they can sing your socks off and they're making it big now. so it's actually allowing for more talent to permeate the music world, which in my opinion is too full of good-looking but talent-less boy and girl bands, and is averse to, forgive me for being blunt, ugly people.
sadly, i dont think it'll really take off in singapore. singaporeans tend to be too critical of themselves, not believing enough in their own abilities to bother to take part. there're a lot of rough diamonds around here, they just need to take a step forward and show themselves.

anyway, finally finished my sign language mini-course. it's pretty fun really. can talk bad about people without them knowing. hahah. provided the person you're signing to understands. this presents a lot of opportunities for in-front-of-person bitching with tammy and shen, of course -evil grin-.

weiming at 8:47 PM

Monday, May 10, 2004

found this love test thingy on melody's blog.

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1. You are attracted to those who are unbridled, untrammeled, and free.

2. In the process of courtship, the approach that would make you feel irresistable is straight-forward, just tell you he/she loves you.

3. The impression you would like to give to your lover is optimistic.

4. What you hate most in your partner is that the person is ruthless, cold-blooded, and/or ironic.

5. The kind of relationship you would like to build with your partner is that both of you can talk about everything and anything, no secret is kept.

6. You care about the society and morality, you won't do anything wrong after marriage.

7. You think of marriage as a precious thing. Once you get married, you'll treasure it and your partner very much.

8. At this moment, you don't want to be tied down by a steady relationship, you just want to flirt around.

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true? maybe. but i'm a little skeptical as to how they might be able to tell our character from what kind of animals we like to be or things like that. well some of the results are actually pretty true. but i think most of it's just because i like horses. interesting anyhow.

anyway today was raffles move and groove day. whoever came up with that name ought to be shot. it was a bit of a letdown. i'll be honest, it comes nowhere near matching fun-o-rama in both planning and execution. it generally seemed like your usual rj function; was just mainly an opportunity to meet up with old friends. maybe i just didnt bother to walk around enough. but well, i sure do miss the place hella lot. so many memories. well i'd write about them but ting's already done that. so yeah, ditto to everything she said. i miss my class too. who wouldnt? you wouldnt believe me, but my class definitely kicks your class' ass (yeah even yours, pet).

weiming at 2:23 AM

Saturday, May 08, 2004

is it more important to pursue something you know you'll do well in but arent sure you're interested in, or to try out something new, which you think you might be interested in, but arent sure either, nor are you sure you'd do well in it? wow. talk about lousy sentence structure. but anyway, i'm talking about studies. for the past 2 years i've been convinced that engineering's the way for me, seeing how i'm more adept at things to do with math and science, and have a bit more spatial ability than your average joe. yes i knew it'd be boring, but i thought: why not.

now, suddenly, doubts have crept in. images of chinamen dominating my singaporean ass fill my head, and all of a sudden i'm not so keen on engineering anymore. not that i was really keen on it to begin with, but well, it was my choice after all. suddenly other subjects, which provide a more dynamic, people-oriented environment start appealing to me more. well no sense beating around the bush; i'm actually thinking about re-applying for entry into law.

i dont really know if i'd do well, and i hate to think about doing well so much, but well, isnt that how singaporeans have been bred to think? i really wish we could just pursue what interests us without worrying if we'd make it or not. but well that's life, and in s'pore, meritocracy rules, period.

do people actually go into university blindly, not really knowing what they want to do? because honestly, i dont. i dont have an ambition in life, career-wise. i'm just hopping onto what seems like it may be fun, hoping that it'll somehow work out. i wish nus would offer a double degree. i'm dead interested in a second degree in econs, but i wouldnt want to risk it as my only major. there you go again, the kiasu in me.

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i was just wondering, with all my posts about ugly singaporeans and stuff, whether i've come across as like, anti-singapore. well in case anyone does think so, that's as far from the truth as you'll get. to be honest, i wouldnt trade my nationality for any other. i think we take our country for granted sometimes, it's a great place. we make a lot of tradeoffs, but we benefit in so many other ways. the people who live in it however, sometimes leave much to be desired.

weiming at 9:25 PM

Thursday, May 06, 2004

since i'm in a more sober (and most definitely more sombre) state, i shall write.

last night was probably the most raucous bit of fun i've had in ages. no small amount of this comes courtesy of huat, who out-drinks and out-molests anyone i've seen (the victim of the out-drinking and molesting, no doubt, yours truly). well anyway, surprisingly i kinda remember everything except the music. jietling (that how you spell it?), joanna and poh (yiquan, right?) - yesh i remember your names. hurhur. pretty hard to forget after being quizzed over and over ;). basically managed to meet and put a face to so many people whom i used to know only as their online personas.

so anyway, a night well spent, and i wake up today and my belly has a belly of its own. and thankfully i got a real nice, honest cab driver who didnt rob or rape me when i concussed in his cab. well he did touch my thigh to wake me up, but nothing erotic about that. i hope.

weiming at 9:46 PM

damn. i still cant think straight.

weiming at 4:06 AM

Sunday, May 02, 2004

ok first, i have to mention desmond, who so kindly told me that my blog is the third site he surfs to everytime he switches on the computer, the first two of course being yahoomail and sggirls.com. i feel so appreciated. anyway yeah des i know the words are hard to read. maybe i'll change my design. but i still like it like that. hur. oh and yeah, i'm kidding about the sggirls.com part.

next. i suddenly realised that there's another singaporean trait that i so hate, but have forgotten to mention. we're so fiercely competitive! i was just playing some mini-street soccer tourney thing organised by a church. meant to be a fun little thing. a little friendly competition is good, but some really took it overboard. i really envy how the angmohs can be so laid back about things; there were some playing as well and even when they were getting whipped, they still could spare a few good-natured ribs at themselves. sometimes i think, we take ourselves too seriously. spoils the fun all too often.

well my weekend's been fine. i spent like 3 hours out of my weekend at home. kill bill 2, eric's house, church, and street soccer took up the rest of the time. kill bill 2 was well, disappointing to say the least. not much action, well, just plain boring, save for a few mildly humorous moments. eric's place: mix a bunch of rowdy guys with some alcohol and what do you get? rowdier guys. and irritated girls. so as you might imagine, there wasnt much sleeping to be done over at eric's. so i'm like a walking zombie now. so now i'm back in camp, and as my ex-buddy used to say: "hey do you hear something calling me? it's just there... there... i think it's... oh it's my pillow."

weiming at 9:55 PM