Life is a Maggot...aber...
Hallo ihr alle da draussen...the past two days have proven a fact...
Life can be a maggot.
Sigh. After being slapped with more sai kang these days...i discovered yesterday that my ingrown toenail is BACK...with a vengeance...after a 15-month hiatus...sigh. i thought that i'd be done with that forever. Guess not...but it doesn't hurt now. It just looks like somone splashed concentrated sulphuric acid on my big toe. Ack. Maggots.
And all this time i'm running around Khatib Camp like this mad headless chicken! My mom says i need to lay off it awhile...i would...but i've been procrastinating, and it'll only be for about eleven more days...after which, hopefully i can become legally crippled.
I went to report sick early after missing the Life Run (yes and getting those stares from boss) but the maggot MO was outfield! With 23 SA!! Maggots! They seem to have a penchant for screwing up my life. First no CRESCENDO, then no MO. I wonder what's next from them. So i went out in the evening and went to see the quack outside but...
"I can't operate now. Best is for you to go see your MO." Maggots! Means i sat there for NOTHING for 1.5 hours! What the fuck...my life is becoming a confirmed SNAFU...So now i only have lotion, cream, and antibiotics. Fat load of good they'll do...(hopefully they are a fat load of good...) Sigh.
Why does all this fuck have to happen to me?!
Maybe it's good la...was reading emelyne's (when are we meeting?!) blog about her dad...and thinking about how poppa accompanied me to the doc...how poppa tries to be there all the time...i feel quite happy and satisfied inside...it's like...well, he does try to be there, he does show his love, just that he doesn't express it so well...I think i'm lucky to have a poppa like him...really really lucky...although i was really crabby today because of all the fuck-ups. And maybe it's lucky that CRESCENDO is cancelled and that i can't really go driving this month...hopefully this time around, the op won't fuck up...i really could do with less of this, you know?
And life is a maggot because...i failed at properly layering Angel Dew again! Maggots. But reuben says he'll demo for me...so...wait and see lor. Maybe i'll learn from him then.
Maggot scum!
This isn't woon choon's blog about maggots and scum...just ranting...maggots! Just when CRESCENDO was cancelled, i suddenly found out, very much to my chagrin, that all the practical lessons for JUNE have been booked!
And it's only May 29th...
Bloody swine...maybe i'll leave a suggestion to the driving centre to stop block-booking. It's very very inconsiderate...and one month without driving = trouble...you know? I'll forget the clutch and all that by then...maybe can keep up with road driving if i drive (illegally...) but still...as an Army boy who is hot-headed and vulgar...why are people so fucked up?! Why are people so fucking kiasu and so fucking afraid that they will not have an opportunity to train?! Now your fucking uncle ME cannot train at all. And what's more, many of those who are block-booking are maggots just capitalising on the June holidays. Can't you all drive on school nights?! Why...too shacked out? Maggots. My schedule is never fixed so i can never afford to block-book...
Bah. Go roast in hell, maggots.
Eine Geschichte auf Bildern!
Today was (un)eventful...i don't really know how to put it...in one sense, it could have been the longest Saturday i've had in a while...considering that i was awake at a maggerous 0700...it's got to be the earliest Saturday ever! Well...because i had driving at 0800...which should be the case in the future as well...driving at 0800 means getting up early...my instructor (which is supposed to be part of the group i'm in) looks like the type who will fuck you inside-out if you fuck up...but i guess it's good lah. Sometimes talking won't work...need someone to whack stuff into my thick thick skull...so...i figure that as long as i keep my attitude up, i should have quite a functional relationship with these dudes.
Of course, although this entry means A Story in Pictures, which (mother son) driving instructor would allow a trainee to drive and take pictures of him?! Of course not lah...if that happened, by now i think i should be kena 01 x jialat jialat already...today was basically all the sharp turning...sigh...so sharp until i can mount curb...never mind...i'm still a noob at driving, you know? Not a pilot like wye hong also...who picks up things super fast...wah...that guy is an expert man.
After that...i was supposed to meet maggot reuben in town for glass shopping...but...he was only having lunch at 1430...maggot! Made me concuss in Kinokuniya for about 2 maggerous hours! But still. Finally bought my martini glasses...yeah...FINALLY, after months of procrastinating...
After that, kelvin joined us and we went pooling! Haha...
Haha...cool right?
After that, we went for dinner, then we went for one (yes just one) round of boozing...the maggots ordered cognac on the rocks...yours truly, however, was thoroughly satisfied with a mug of Stella Artois.
The mood was just right, but...
Wrong People! (haha no offence sia)
Why couldn't it be a hot bella bambina or something like that?! Sigh. But it's okay, because...
I owned them at pool!
Hahaha...as they say, all's well that ends well...as the sun sank into a sea of alcohol (cognac, to be more precise) all i can say is...
Good day!
B-52: Kahlúa, Bailey's, Cointreau...
OCS: in full colour!
Noch mehr sind gekommen! | B-52 | Hallo wieder, du...
Hallo ihr alle da draussen...first things first! I finally got my Kahlúa and Absolut Raspberri from wee chong...raspberri is a bit strange this time because it smelt amazingly like raspberry juice...i couldn't detect a single whiff of vodka inside...nor could my brother...and he is super sensitive to it...hmm...maybe i just got cheated out of 20 bucks to buy a bottle of expensive raspberry juice? Never mind. More on that later.
Today i went out with a friend of mine for lunch...originally we wanted to eat for 2 hours...but then, with the amazing rate at which food disappears down my gut...especially so because this morning i woke up and went running...maggots...i am still so unfit...sigh...feel like an old man. But anyways, although i finished fast, we did manage to sit there for an amazing 1.5 hours! Haha...playing pranks on that maggot kelvin who called twice but my lady friend answered...and what's more amusing?
What's more amusing is that maggot kelvin called reuben to call me so that he could investigate what was going on. Hahaha...you maggots. Especially kelvin. Thanks for providing us with some...amusement...hahaha...and yes i am that lucky, if you choose to believe it. I just had a higher profile than you...that's about it. Hahaha...sigh. Desperate.
Speaking of desperate, tar, if you were referring to me in your blog, i'm sorry. Don't take my words like that...well...i guess it's my error to assume too. So...thanks for the feedback! =)
Just came from the kitchen. Was making a bottle of sugar syrup...isn't it interesting how learning drinks actually forces you back into the kitchen? Hmm. Haha...maybe i'll learn cooking soon! You never know...
I also made myself a B-52...its not the Stratofortress bomber of Vietnam/Gulf fame, but a layered shooter...yes...it's the drink which made the old pousse-café drinks popular again...
B-52
1 part Kahlúa
1 part Bailey's Irish Cream
1 part Cointreau
Layer in the order given above in a shooter glass. Set alight if you wish.
It has finally dawned on me why shooters normally contain some Bailey's Cream. It's because...well...shooters tend to burn their way down into your stomach where it gives you that warm fuzzy feeling in your tummy. But your mouth will feel like it went for a dose of the newest Listerine Acid Mouthwash (ha, ha) but Bailey's will temper the spice and leave a wonderful after-taste in the mouth. Sweet, creamy, and soothing after the oral assault...oooh yeah.
Anyway, the B-52 is sweet. Very sweet! The Cointreau will wreak havoc, but you also get the distinct coffee flavour, and the Bailey's only comes in late to round the whole experience off. Strange. Bailey's always seems to have that effect. Hmm. Pictures to come!
It's only Friday! But it feels like Saturday already! mmm.
Battalion Retreat | Freunden sind nicht für ewig | Teueres Taupok: $700! Unglaublich!
Hallo ihr alle da draussen...spent the last 2 days at Aloha Resort on the 24 SA battalion retreat! And if i must describe it...only one word fits....boring! It wasn't that bad when we were discussing amongst the battery personnel or amongst the officers...but believe me, sitting through a presentation is killer. Goodness. Even ranger Lek sitting there couldn't defeat the Z-monster....maggots! I think i'm just not cut out to just sit down and listen to someone drone on and on about a given topic. Sigh. Not very good, is that?
But still, that doesn't mean that it was all work and no fun. Managed to go swimming with fats during midday yesterday...fun sia...were playing frisbee in the pool, trying to hit this blonde (sie war eine Deutsche...interessant, oder?) so that she'd join us, but obviously failing...but still it was quite fun to be relaxing in the Sun all again. Felt like i was 90 years old after that, though...sigh...unfitness is creeping in slowly, but surely...die sia...still got 10 months to go lei...
Went for arcade last night, followed by pool. Maggots...it's just amazing how your ability to play is affected by shackness. Although i can survive reasonably long in World Combat i don't get promoted...losing at Bishi Bashi Champion also...hahaha...maggots lah...should never have gone up against wye hong...he is pilot calibre lei...don't play-play! Sigh...losing at it all was pretty much what happened last night...which carried on...because when we got back to the chalet, we started playing drinking games...which was quite bad, because the amount of alcohol in the drinks kept increasing...it would've been way better if it were the other way around...but still...shack man...it didn't help that fats wouldn't touch alcohol...and so i took off (yeah quite literally...) with darren to avoid total wastage of my body...ya lah...big kwek said i pang seh him...of course la...i don't want to die during the next day's events!
Surprisingly, danny wasn't interested in watching Liverpool versus AC Milan for the title of European Champion...which Liverpool won anyway due to a 3-3 draw and then winning 3-2 on penalty...maggots...sigh. Luckily i didn't watch it too...so i joined danny for some shut-eye...haha...having Fussball-Fieber is good, especially at a chalet, because it means that if there are too many people staying, you eventually do get a bed to sleep in. Hahaha...slept soundly until 0815 (must've been the gin) and then carried on...for another morning of absolute boredom....
Did i mention that throughout the chalet we were tau-poking people? Well...guess the game finally caught up with us...because when we tried to taupok jon wong, the whole fucking bed broke! MAGGOTS! Now we all have to pay 70 bucks apiece to make good the damage. Sigh.
That's got to be the most expensive taupok around.
It just hit me that most friends are not forever. No matter how maggerous it may seem, yes, you do have to grit your teeth and accept this fact...i was talking to shuying on MSN when she mentioned if i was still meeting the OAC people. That really caused me to think...for so long, i believed that my weekends were still not that bad, but then...it suddenly hit me that it really was quite bad...no offence to the boys but then...it's all the same stuff...my life is becoming this snafu (Situation Normal, All Fucked Up) and...yes...its very very sian...come to think of it, the last time i met someone from OAC outside the class was nicole in September...ween is okay lah...see her once in a while but...i really wonder how everyone else is coming along. Sigh...Gathering soon? Aiyah...people either try to inform me but i don't get it or they just don't bother...which is which? I also don't know lah...
So...dudes, shall we hit a pub one day? Don't find me yet...i don't have that much liqeuer in my house. Maggots.
A sheet of fire burning across the sky...
Angel Dew: Bénédictine and Bailey's
Angel Dew | Die Mahjong-Marathon | Mein Bar ist fast komplett! | Aloha-Woche
Hallo ihr alle da draussen...finally, as of yesterday, i finally got my Bailey's Irish Cream...which is...honestly speaking...just creamy! Haha. More on that later. Anyway, i met kah yee at KAP in the morning to get my Bailey's, as well as stock up on supplies which i thought would be useful...like Rose's Lime Juice Cordial...hahaha...turns out, it actually wasn't. And expensive, to boot! But...hecks lah. Never know when you could use it, and you can take it with sparkling water as a simple refreshing drink to combat the heat...da draussen ist es heute herrlich...es ist doch Hitzezeit aber mit dem blauen Himmel...ist es alles wunderschön! Maybe i'll go running later. It's my latest craze, anyway.
Anyway, not to digress. I bought so much stuff because the dudes and K.'s terrorist were coming over for a mahjong marathon! We played for about...5 hours? Won a bit, but lost a bit too. kelvin was the biggest maggot. Always trying to collect the shi-san yao (13 irregulars, or something to that effect, for the uninitiated) but failing and then pissing us off by clinging on to tiles we needed desperately. Maggot. But it is a way to play mahjong...haha...a way to force people to change their game plan and maybe play into your hands...interesting, still. Haven't touched the tiles in ages...so it was fun to play. Haha...
I wanted to play on at kelvin's place but the maggot wanted to watch a movie instead. Hecks lah. I was quite...sian at first but hey, the movie turned out to be one of the best anime flicks around! The characters vaguely resembled those you find in Grand Theft Auto or XIII, if you play those games...the movie's name is Innocence...actually it's a movie which is more like a puzzle...
Maggots. Dark clouds gathering. Although it's still sunny...i donno for how long more. Maggots! Bleah.
...anyway, coming back...you have to think...and make your own inferences...add to that deeply philosophical statements which hint at something subtle...i'll get that thing from reuben soon. It's very much worth the 2 gigs of space.
After that, we went to sleep...lights out and talked cock...why do we always end up talking about women? Sigh. And all the maggerous problems of our lives. It's sad enough already. Sigh. I think i owe xiaojun a lot of explaining. Maybe i'll ask her out this Friday to clear the air. After all, the coming week is Aloha week! But it's quite maggerous to travel to and fro from my house (in Bukit Batok) to Aloha resort (in fucking Loyang) daily...hopefully there's mahjong there so if there is maybe i'll try to convince the dudes to play overnight...then at least i won't be travelling until i peng san...if not...it should be 2 hours to and fro! Oh jeez...Shack, shack...but...it also means that...it's time to get out in the sun, slather on sun-tan oil and get bronzed! I want. I like. =)
Drinking is becoming quite the problem at my house. It's not that we're alcoholics - but my alcohol is disappearing too quickly! Thanks to those maggots who drink and drink. reuben, stop thinking of Chivas Regal on the rocks always. And i know i make a wicked Caïpirinha and Caïpirissima, but...don't need to be so kua zhang! Haha. Bleah. Running out of Bacardi Oro. Maggots.
But, we tried layering... in a shooter called Angel Dew...
Angel Dew
Layer in order:
30ml Bénédictine
30ml Bailey's Irish Cream
Yes, the bottom half is golden while cream floats on top...And make no mistake...this is one sweet but spicy shooter! Good thing is that the Bailey's is really smooth and helps to temper the spice somewhat...and what's more, its aftertaste is ab-fab! Think of a mixture of honey, spices, and dairy cream. Whooo...wicked.
Pictures to come!
Bowling | das Geschenk | La Dolce Vita...in der Innenstadt?!
Hallo ihr alle da draussen...today i finally went bowling again...jon invited me to join him at Grassroots' today for some games...i was just a tad late...because maggot me couldn't get out of the house early enough. Haha...but today was really quite bloody impressive! I bowled a high game of 203 today! Haha...yes, of course that meant that jon, robin and i got lots of free food from the losing team...just perks of the game. Haha. Finally, my X-Factor Ace recovered its monster backend snap which totally crushed the pocket!
If i hit the pocket, that was. Well...it had a monster hook back, but as to whether it hits...now, that's quite a different issue, isn't it?
Went shopping in town today with reuben and finally got emelyne's birthday present. I hope she likes it......yes you better! =P
Apart from that...we were mostly living the good life in town today...had a good dinner at Victor's (oven baked seafood pasta. *burp*) then went drinking at Harry's @ the Esplanade...drank a Caïpirinha and a Cosmopolitan...which, strangely enough, turn out to taste pretty much like the stuff i make at home myself. Hmm....
Bartender to be??
Sigh. Spent a bomb on stuff today. And i still have stuff to replace in camp, like my stolen Gore-Tex jacket (maggots! Why haven't they found that fucker yet?!) - yeah i'm forking out the dough to buy it again because ultimately, it's worth it. I mean, who knows - i may end up wearing it in Germany above my sweater on those chilly wet days, it being waterproof and all...sigh. Maybe i should gather a series of orders from my dudes and then go and order in bulk. Or check out the Army Market. Maggots...so much stuff to do! But so little cash! Sigh.
Warum steckt man das Gehirn ins Arsch? | Leben wie in den Seifenopern! | Hallo, ich heisse... | Und manche Dingen machen das Leben ein bisschen besser... | Ich brauche mehr Bewegung
Hallo ihr alle da draussen...Mensch, was für eine erschöpfende Woche das war, nee? Und auch eine ganz enttäuschende Woche, so zu sagen...was passiert ist, spreche ich einfach auf Deutsch...so dass es nicht so ganz einfach zu verstehen ist...weil es mir lieber ist, dass weniger Leute eigentlich verstehen, was ich hier sage...
Ich will jetzt jemanden anschreien, nämlich, die Leute, die nur ins Büro sitzen und sich darum streiten, ohne darüber nachzudenken, was darunter passiert. Ich will schreien: Wieso steckt euch das Gehirn ins Arsch?! Scheissköpfe!
Unsere Reise nach CRESCENDO war diese Woche abgesagt und ich weiss nicht eigentlich, warum. Was mir schon erzählt worden ist, ist die Tatsache, dass sie nicht genug Flugkarten kriegen konnten. Und das finde ich Scheiss, findet ihr nicht? Was für einen Grund! Sie denken, dass wir nicht heim müssen, dass wir für die ganze 3 Monaten bleiben könnten? Verpiss dich, Arschloch. Sollten wir denn nicht Thais werden?
Es ist alles...ich weiss nicht, wie das auf Deutsch auszudrücken...und es heisst....
FUCKED UP!!!
Jeez. To think that all the work, all the admin shit has gone to nought. Oh no, don't get me mistaken - i still am the Admin OIC. And there will still be a forward shipment up. So...now i will be working for nuts. Fucking wankers upstairs. Sigh. Oh well, i guess i should stop whining and just work. And maybe look forward to BATTLE KING and THUNDER WARRIOR, which i volunteered for. Today i went up to my boss-to-be and said...
'Sir, i want to go to THUNDER WARRIOR.'
Haha...and he said...'so you go' so...yay? Hmm.
Why does watching Chase keep reminding me of her and what i should (not) have done? Maggots! Keeps bringing me back to the same old dilemma. Sigh...To think i did what gabriel did and wished her all the best. Sigh. But let's not hang back there. Staying in really makes you watch lots of TV...just like how Thursdays have become my TV nights...hahaha...first Chase, then O.C. so...not really that bad lor. Still. Life like a soap...?
And yes if you all will read my tagboard...there is this person...named chris...but pay attention, maggots, it's only a short form...so...yes, if you don't know much about me...i'll let you in on a bit more...
1. my colours now are green, black, brown and khaki
2. references to my wife are normally inferred to be my M16.
3. i like making drinks, pooling, and lazing around.
4. Life as an occifer isn't easy.
5. Sometimes i sing in German.
6. i call certain deserving people maggots.
7. for now, i am quite vulgar...wait for my Civilian Conversion Course before i change la...
Lastly...hello! Haha. If you want my mail, please send to: magique.toujours@gmail.com...pictures are welcome...are you from Singapore or just a blog-hopper from afar?
Good news! wee chong bought my kahlúa and my absolut raspberri! Life does get better, even after all the maggerous things which happen.
I am appalled by my level of (non-)fitness. Ran for 5 klicks yesterday for the Life Run...yes...running for your life...yesss...and i was so wasted, i think i concussed the day away. Maggots...today, because boss wanted to take the maggots for a run (somehow he does this with all new personnel coming into the Battery) and i went running too!
In Long No.4. Haha.
Kwok said i was crazy to perform such self-inflicted suffering...but hey...if you're not going to train yourself, who's gonna train you? Sometimes, the only person you can ever, ever learn to trust is...yourself.
Unless you're schizophrenic, that is.
Monks at dawn! Haha.
Wieder laufen gegangen | Die 1. Probe: Dawn Monk
Hallo ihr alle da draussen...today i finally began to seriously work on my tan...bought a bottle of Dark Tanning Oil (only SPF 4!) by Banana Boat...and yes i am topless running these days...today, i decided to take the Hillview route...but...much to my chagrin, i have become unfit! Maggots. I stopped...thrice...sigh...i think i am just wasting away. I should go for more Life Runs and seriously keep up with running on weekends. I could use a tan as well anyway...
Guess what? The oil works. Well. The parts which were already tanned from the past week just got darker...whereas the other parts still need some working on. Never mind, soon, soon! Once we move to the new block and can go swimming regularly, there'll be plenty of sunshine and tanning to go around! Then i can go sunshine!
Maybe i should have bought the SPF 0 oil. Golden-brown in seconds! Like a standard roasting. Haha.
Dawn Monk
Why the strange moniker? Because...if you guys have heard of a Tequila Sunrise, this is a Sunrise, except that it's done with Bénédictine herbal liqeuer. Show you a picture later. Anyway, this liqeuer originated from a holy brotherhood of monks...thus the name.
60ml Bénédictine
120ml orange juice
15ml grenadine syrup
Build the Bénédictine and the juice in a ice-filled glass. After that, pour the grenadine straight into the centre of the drink. Stir to see the sun rise!
Interestingly, this tastes overwhelmingly of orange juice...but you can still detect the herbal flavours of Bénédictine in it. Incidentally, i tasted it just now...it tastes like nectar. Hahaha. Still, interesting, a way to drink D.O.M. if you don't really like the herbal tones. Ack.
Doubt yours truly could take it on the rocks, anyway.
Blogger is fucked up! | Tod gearbeitet | Crantini | College Day | Gewitter
Hallo ihr alle da draussen...Blogger is fucked up. It ate 2 super long entries so...unceremoniously...and yes i am pissed...Sigh. All fucked up! Can't even pour out my woes after slogging my guts out for the last week...Maggots. Sigh. Just thinking of it already changes my mood to become more like the current weather outside. Da draussen ist ein Gewitter...(=storm)...so...na ja. Mir wird's ärgerlich, wenn ich daran denke. Na also, so denke ich nicht mehr daran.
The past 5 days have been simply killer. A display at HQ Medical Corps at Nee Soon camp for teacher trainees, where we were required to drag our tired asses down there at 0630 every morning from Monday to Thursday just to Action Front. Sigh. In between, we endured rain and shine, talked alot of cock, fooled around with my digital camera, and did a lot more retarded stuff. But it was rotten. Going there early in the morning just to power up the 2 ATGs (Antenna Trailer Group, for the uninitiated) which were positioned such that they formed a gateway for the display.
Couldn't they have gotten stone lions instead? I'm sure they're cheaper...at least they don't come at one HDB block...apiece!
Wow. A flash of lightning just dazzled me. Maggots. Don't you just love electrical storms?
Anyway, yours truly learnt a lot from the display...things like...
1. How to smoke out. (Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the SAF's newest acquisition, the Patriot missile. No...it's not an antenna...)
2. How to exaggerate. (Our radar can track a housefly flying across our antenna! I shit you not!)
3. That teachers can have attitude problems. (We're just here for the souveniers. Can we fuck off to the shade now?)
4. That the a/m can be dealt with. (Thanks to your dearest uncle, Hoo.)
5. Slip, Slap, Slop for disgusting tanlines! (That's slip on your smartest 4, slop on some bronzing liquid, and slap on your beret.)
6. That raw military power is what draws the attention of the masses.
Regarding point #6, it's fucking true! How dare those maggots summon me, the one-bar general, to go there and become a fucking ornament?! Maggots! All the teachers went to the ultra-cool Commandoes with their SOF gear, or to the Guards with their flashy Light Strike Veehickles. Or to the guns. Destroy, destroy, destroy. Sigh. I think i should have irradiated the entire parade square and showed them POWER. Maggots. And to think School of Arty had cocks like a certain K. which was walking around like some big fuck.
Speaking of big fucks, please click here.
Friday was just crazy admin...helping danny to sort out the packing list for CRESCENDO...too bad lah, he's just as newbie at it as an acting S4 as yours truly is as admin OIC...both of which really suck hardcore...Maggots! Can you believe that boss evac-ed me from Nee Soon on Thursday evening (so that i effectively skipped the entire cease-fire) so that i could come back to work overtime?! I slogged away until 2200 (thanks mel! for the minimum packing list) and nearly missed Chase (linda liao! *swoons*) but still...and this shit carried on to Friday, what with last-minute fuck-ups and estimating the prices and such. Maggots. I hope i'm never Admin OIC again. After running this CRESCENDO/ROLLING THUNDER gig, i hope to be spared. Again, thanks to king also for approximating the cost...hahaha...Luckily i managed to escape the clutches of danny for driving! Heng ah...
Today was college day. Finally, i got to know the girl who's been plaguing Kelvin. Hahaha...maggots. And yifang came down too! Haha...yes hello again cuzzie, been ages since i last saw you or since we last went out...Fun fact: did you know that reuben and kelvin find you very charming and attractive? Shhhh! Let's not tell the whole world!
Just took a 5-minute-long video of the electrical storm outside. Impressive.
Anyway, reuben came over to my place and as usual, when those alcoholic swine (me included) come over, we make drinks...Experimented with a Crantini...if you're wondering, it's a Cranberry Martini. But you already knew that.
Crantini
45ml Vodka
15ml Cointreau
15ml sweet vermouth
90ml cranberry juice
Build, and then stir.
Haha...yes but don't expect to taste too much cranberry despite the high volume inside...Basically, you get an overtone of vermouth, but it's not as overpowering as in a Gin & It...Basically, what lends the drink its taste is the accents of both Cointreau and vermouth...or if you want to put it that way, spiced cranberry juice would do just fine, thank you.
Enjoy!
But we're not gays!
TPQ-36 all hooked up and ready to go!
Dusk over Khatib MT line. Woah...
Neue Armbanduhr! | Nicht ausgeschlafen | Diejenige...existiert sie überhaupt? | Ein 'Chase'-Leben | Alabama Slammer #1
Hallo ihr alle da draussen...DOO is really tiring because you don't get enough rest. That's a fact. But considering i slept rather soundly last night...sigh. It must've been waking up at 0630 to send the DSO and DOO reports...never been up and about so early on a Sunday before. Maggots. I guess there's a first to everything! I still can't believe how i dragged myself up, brushed my teeth, changed and went back down to work. Dang. I guess i was too zombiefied to notice this morning.
When i got home, i sat around a bit and then hit the sack...while listening to Stronger by kate ryan...perhaps it's due to the fact that it was raining. Been raining the entire day. But it's the kind of rain which i actually like, even though every part of me craves for Sonnenschein so that i can go running and get tanned good and proper. It was just a heavy torrential shower with neither lightning nor thunder. And i like that. Imagine someone weeping and weeping over something/someone long gone, knowing that it's not gonna come back...but never once did this person lash out in anger...she just wept, and wept, while her tears cleansed her world...and once she stopped crying, everything was new. Everything smelt fresh. Alive. Sigh...
So i slept and stirred while the lyrics to the songs Je Lance un Appel and the Promise you Made washed over me...sometimes i like this...listening to songs while i'm in this very lucid state...can't explain why. Just like it.
Afternoon brought a surprise...me poppa brought me and my maggot brother out...we went to buy watches! Haha. Well, it's about time for me, considering that i don't have a dress watch...only those cheap casio watches (which really aren't that bad - useful outfield!) which i was never really inclined to wear out...although it cost a bomb. $385!! But if it lasts, i guess it should be worth it...
Why was my brother a maggot? Because he couldn't see why yours truly should get a watch. And he clamoured for one himself. Maggots! I mean, who's he to complain that it's not fair when he had everything (a computer, handphones, et cetera) 6 years earlier than i had, plus a more lax upbringing discipline-wise, and i don't complain?! Maggots! Can't take it...I really felt like fucking him in the car...but...aiyah.
Faktup!!! The youth of today! (As if i were some octagenarian...haha.)
Was talking to ivy jie this morning. She's still waiting for the One...somehow this concept of 'the One' has grown quite fuzzy for me...i don't really know if i believe in it anymore...i guess i lost a lot of faith in the old lovey-dovey crap since April. I guess it's like that...simply put:
The higher your expectations and hopes and the nearer you were to your goal, the harder you fall.
Do you guys watch Chase? My life is a bit like gabriel's...Just that in Chase, ellie wasn't really ready to marry that maggot fiancé of hers...but in my case...she just left. Maybe that's why i'm a loyal Chase supporter...been watching every Thursday 2030! Aye, go watch, you maggots! Haha.
Who said that life was never like the TV shows?
Just mixed the Alabama Slammer #1...apparently there's many ways to make an Alabama Slammer, but this is just one of them...it's...bittersweet. The taste of the orange juice is there, although slightly bittered by the alcohol...you can taste a hint of peach from the Southern Comfort, as well as a catch a light taste of the grenadine syrup. So here's how to make it...
Alabama Slammer #1
30ml Vodka
30ml Southern Comfort
~7ml grenadine
60ml orange juice
Build in a shaker over ice. Shake, then strain over ice.
Oh...enjoy!
DOO am Samstag kotzt mich an!
Sigh. Can you believe it? I'm actually writing this entry in camp...reason being, it's raining really heavily outside there and i'm not so inclined to go out there and get drenched. Yes, happy Sunday morning, happy Mother's Day to everyone out there too...a day to celebrate all which was done for you by the very person who bore you...who carried you for 9 months...and did all sorts of things, be they big or small.
Anyway, coming back to topic. I hate this rain! Why can't it be sunny and warm? But i guess people are like that. When it's sunny and warm, they just want it to rain. Maggots. S4 took over already, but the weather is just so cruddy...ack!
Ich will nach Hause!
DOO duties yesterday were boring, to say the least. Came in and rotted away in the Ops Room until ranger Lek showed up. Wah...that was 01 x scary...i felt traumatised...sigh. Apparently he came back to see us watching Band of Brothers so i guess maybe he doesn't have that much of an opinion about it? After all...it is better than watching bong-bong and the battalion duty staff are entitled to some R&R, you know? Still, it was quite tense in the Ops Room with CI/S3/ranger Lek (i will refer to him using any of the 3 monikers) in his room, doing who-knows-what, with me, my BOS, and my Ops TA huddling outside watching the gogglebox. I saw him reading the papers...and well...reading the papers! Goodness, Sir, can read at home...right?? Oh no. Better shut up. Wait he make me sign 7...then will be shiok shiok already. Sigh.
So after S3 left, i was left to rot alone in the Ops Room...i even watched seven discs of Band of Brothers...sigh. Actually it's a super powerful series...which every soldier, really should watch...It was summed up by the words of the German general who surrendered...words which hold such deep meaning and truth. Men will only forge a true bond of brotherhood in combat. Sigh. I wish i could lead like that, although much remains to be seen as to leadership.
In the evening, this Captain called from 23 SA asking me to open the Officers' Mess! Maggot! Don't you know that the Mess is closed on weekends?! But still. Because there were senior commanders from THAILAND! around...who wanted to relax and play pool, i guess i really should open the Mess...you know, for PR purposes...
Big Kwek got into an auto wreck and was sent to hospital. RSO called and told me...which ended up making me call CO, S1, DSO and other assorted personnel. Turns out he only sprained his neck...but with all the incident reporting and administrative buggerations...
Sigh. Why am i always tekan-ed as the DOO?
Why on a Saturday??
But anyway. Thank you, emelyne, for putting up with my nonsense and all. I asked if your birthday was in June because...because, because! Haha. You'll know soon enough. Anyway, thanks for being there for most of the day except for the portions when you went MIA.
Watched the late-night movie on Channel 8...something about illegal bike-racing...which had a moral behind it...haha. Not really a moral, but i liked the character development. Let's see...i watched until around 0100, then settled my DOO and DSO report and then went to bed...
Got up at 0630. ziyi and darren wanted to draw arms for guard...so i went down to open the armskotes for them...halfway through DSO called my handphone and asked about kwek! Maggots! Sigh...so i ended up running up and down...haiz. shacked out at the start of the day.
Guess what! Ling Fei said i could grab an umbrella in the TA office! Home bound!
Mensch...was wird noch gestohlen?! | Ich hasse Admin! | Gefängnis? | Ich kann noch laufen
Hallo ihr alle da draussen...Guess what? I can still run! Haha...i don't know whether i should be this Arschloch and flaunt my results or be humble and just that slightly disappointed because my timing wasn't exactly the best to speak of...I ran 1.4++ klicks in 5 minutes, 38 seconds. Not exactly impressive, but it's an okay timing nonetheless. Considering that we just began the Armour Road Relay training, while the Armour units have been training since December...Still, i believe that we may not achieve what's expected of us. Maggots. Wish i could've run faster. What's more, i'm skipping next Tuesday's training because i'm involved in some Teachers' Day display and so...work, work. I think that i'll go do suicide runs on Sunday again. Now speed is the key, i suppose...
Me and yu ru went back to camp to discover, much to our disgust, that our Gore-Tex jackets were stolen. Well...to those who have absolutely no idea what i'm talking about, let me fill you in:
Last week, when we went for our deployment drill, our bunks got ransacked. We didn't lose much, but guo-liang lost quite a load...his camera, PDA, et cetera...We thought we were spared the thievery, but somehow on the tonner back to Khatib from Keat Hong Camp (Maggots. The lengths we go to for the sake of competition) yu ru suddenly mentioned our Gore-Tex jackets. True enough, we went back and checked and found them missing.
Which desperate fucker wants to steal Gore-Tex jackets too?!
Now i have to fork out more cash to buy another jacket...it's worth it only because it's so useful...keeps you all dry when it's rainy and bad outside...yes that's how useful it is...and to think it's stolen by some desperate fucker. If they catch him, 33rd BTACC is going to wring that poor fuck by the balls. I mean, you want to steal Gore-Tex?! Go and burn in hell. Or burn in DB. I don't give a fuck. $150...another hole burned in my wallet...because of thieving scum.
Speaking of DB (Detention Barracks (n.) : Army prison) kelvin may be sent there soon...apparently after that maggot buanged his vehicle onto some cage, some other maggot did exactly the same thing, only that this time he backed the veehickle onto 2 broncoes. His CO wants to put the 2nd maggot in DB. But if he goes, it's not fair for K to stay out of DB, is it? So now K just feels like he's going into DB for someone else's mistake. It's really quite fucked up, isn't it? And it's interesting to know who was Maggot No. 2... But anyway. DB is no joking issue...because if you go in there long enough, basically, whatever bright future you ever had will evaporate...before your very disbelieving eyes...yes, ladies and gentlemen, the following will happen.
1. Barred from university.
2. Criminal record.
3. No future...even if you sign on...at most you'll reach 1SG or SSG if you're garang
Yes i think K will go and sign on with the French Foreign Legion if he goes to DB and destroys his future. And although he is to blame for negligence, the other fucker is to blame for doing it AGAIN despite it having already happened! You would've thought that people would have begun to pay some attention, if not for awhile. Maggots.
I will say this again. I abhor administrative work. Being the Admin OIC for the upcoming EX CRESCENDO and EX ROLLING THUNDER is becoming quite the Albtraum (nightmare) for me. Working with the acting S4 is becoming quite killer because of all the changes and admin cock-ups. I should be hopping mad in a bit.
And next week...Teachers' display! Work, work. Have to bring the systems there to display and educate the educators (ha, ha) and then run from camp to camp...sigh. And the Armour Road Relay is coming up next Friday! And i still have DOO duties bloody tomorrow! Maggots! Sigh. This week is killer. Next week too. Will the work ever lighten up?
Capturing the ultimate sunset picture!
OCS: lead.excel.overcome.
Unfit | Cordon Bleu! Sacre bleu!
Hallo ihr alle da draussen...i am appalled at how unfit i've become...today i decided that i'd do some running...basically, do suicides, you know? Except that this would be uphill suicides...decided to use the slope outside MGS because the slope is a gentle gradient and its long...and the road is basically deserted, especially (yes, especially!) so on weekends...spastic kwang called beforehand and asked if i wanted to do chin-ups...which yes i did want to do...so we met and trained...i still made 14...he's dropped from eight to 3...maggot, you. Course making you lose your fitness too. Hahaha...
But not to digress, i decided to take a slow warm-up jog to the place...when i felt a stitch setting in...initially, i ignored it, thinking it'd go away...but i guess i made a mistake...i shouldn't have stopped when i was running through the longkang area...because i guess that's what ultimately killed my distance stamina...i found i was so out-of-shape before getting to the beginning of the road itself. Maggots. And to think i kept convincing myself that i was doing it because i knew that the suicide runs would be sibei killer! Goodness. Sigh. Maybe i am losing motivation. I think this cannot carry on...as such i will begin to enforce a Sunday run every weekend. Hopefully it'll be hot and sunny so i can run topless and get a great tan...haha.
Now that those maggots have gone over to Arthur Battery, i can swim and get myself charcoal-black, if i wanted to, also. Hmmm. Fitness, here i come again!
Anyway the suicide runs weren't easy...had a stitch to fight...and uphill didn't make it any easier...just push and push...i'll do it again soon...maybe week after next...next week i should just be going for a run. Maybe 8 klicks. We'll see, won't we? I'm still a believer of that old NJOAC mind over body theory...that the limit is what you perceive.
Today i went for some spring-cleaning at my grandma's old apartment...and guess what i found!
1. A blender
2. Martell Cordon Bleu (!)
3. Another bottle of Bénédictine
4. Dry gin (but whether its as good as Bombay Sapphire is seriously quite doubtful)
Settled man! Waiting for my Bailey's and my Kahlúa. Then i'll begin to make my frozen drinks. Maybe i'll go on the hunt for crème de cacao soon. Bleah.
The hole in my wallet!
Mein neuer Freund heisst Daktarin! | Sonderangebot! | Hätt' ich Dich geküsst...
Hallo ihr alle da draussen...i just discovered, much to my chagrin, that i have...footrot!! Ack! But i haven't been to LANCER...nor CRESCENDO...nor have i been outfield for like days in a row...still can't figure out why. Bleah. Itches like crazy and i think it's going to bleed. Maggots! Never mind, because...
...a long, long time ago, when there were white bars upon my shoulders, i came across this wonder drug for rots of all kinds: Daktarin! Wonderful for all fungal rots, just apply thinly to clean skin and watch it work its magic! Instant healing! Well, considering it healed my groin rot and my footrot...why not? But it's not particularly cheap: One tube will cost you a tidy $13. But for the relief...pourquoi pas?
I think that with all the new CDs and books which are amassing in my house, some reorganisation is required. As such, i will begin selling off some of my unwanted CDs (singles AND albums) as well as some older books. My current batch is still quite precious, thank you very much but i have quite some...cheem books which are up for grabs...i thought i'd use NS time to enrich my brain. Guess that it's not going to work. Haha. I'd rather settle down with a good story than drive myself crazy over the über-intellectual stuff.
So lotsa stuff up for grabs, just drop a note (or drop by physically) if you wanna grab stuff...!
If you think this is dedicated to someone, then i guess it is...
Hätt' ich Dich geküsst... (Remembrance)
Do you remember that magical night?
We were all dressed up - i even wore a tie
The ride to your house was over way too soon
Under that bright silver shining moon
You were so charming all the time
With all the mixed signals and weird signs
If only i'd dared, if i'd gone for it
If only i'd kissed you, right in your seat...
Hätt ich Dich geküsst - wo wären wir denn jetzt?
Hätt ich Dich geküsst - Unter den Sternen, alle Zeugen
Hätt ich Dich geküsst -
Mit einem Kuss wird Ewig zum Jetzt
Hätt ich Dich geküsst - Eine magische Moment der Liebe
You took my hand, right in the end
As the taxi turned its last bend
Closer, closer - didn't you hear it?
Our hearts came together, just for a minute...
And if i kissed you, would fireworks brighten your night?
If i kissed you, would the stars become your light?
If i kissed you, would the demons in our lives take fright?
Fleeing while angels danced in delight?
Könnt ich es noch mal fühlen, was dich umgibt
Die Magie und das Wissen, dass jemand mich liebt
L'amour toujours, ich fliege mit dir
Wärst du noch bei mir?
Hätt ich Dich geküsst...
Just a remembrance about something which happened 3 months back. Translations?
Here goes:
...
If i kissed you, where would we be now?
If i kissed you, under the stars, all witnesses
If i kissed you - a kiss which makes forever now
If i kissed you - a moment of magic
...
If only i could feel it again, what surrounds you
The magic and the knowledge that someone loves you
Everlasting love, and i'll fly with you
Would you still be with me too?
If i kissed you...
Aye. So many 'what if's?' but i guess...there's a time for everything, and beautiful memories are meant to be treasured. As the German author, thomas brussig once said, 'Glückliche Menschen haben ein schlechtes Gedächtnis und reiche Erinnerungen...'
What's it mean? Happy people have a poor memory, but rich memories...bear that in mind. Memories are what you keep in your heart - only the most beautiful, saddening, and bittersweet ever deserve a place there. But in your memory are all the nitty-gritty details of life - things which go on, and on again. You will never be happy looking into your memory, but within your collection of memories, maybe you will find the ultimate happiness.
Heute kaufe ich mir neue Platten | Coach Carter | Gin & It (the reason why i don't like vermouth)
Hallo ihr alle da draussen...today i went out and blew another load of cash...but i guess it's not that bad. Bought 2 CDs - Safe in a Crazy World by Corrinne May...yes i am finally supporting local talent...ad well as Naughty but Nice by Sarah Connor...also bought the Band of Brothers VCD collection...which was really quite cheap...i mean, 12 discs for just $29?! That's like, dirt cheap...But still, i really shouldn't be spending like that, should i? Okay, it's not particularly exorbitant, or what, but still...hecks!
Have to save up soon. Next weekend will be a great opportunity. kah yee is going to buy back a bottle of Bailey's Irish Cream for me so...yes, i will have to save up! Speaking of which, i think wee chong is going to get kahlúa for me too so...save, save, save! Strangely, it hasn't struck me to buy tequila or the like...sigh. I guess the collection of liqeuers will never come to an end. Reuben told me that he can get a 750ml bottle of Jim Beam White Label for just $15. Maggots! And to think we are always begging our friends to buy duty-free liqeuer for us! But oh well. He says that it doesn't happen that often, anyway.
Yeah, since when did the blue moon show itself? When it does, i think i'll get my bourbon at such a cheap price.
Watched Coach Carter today...this is one coach with nonsense intolerance...but i really admire the way he inspires his team. My style is just a shadow, but i think i will really try to emulate his fashion of leadership and teaching. Goodness. My trainees were whacked into realising that if they couldn't work together, they'd just do it again, and again. But i guess some parts are similiar, like addressing them as gentlemen (especially outfield, but then i'm always fucking them) or explaining things to them in a steadily rising voice. Hmm. Oh wells. But i guess i'm not like him at all. Still, different world, different circumstances. If only the movie came out before the 36 deployment drill. Haha. TA Bty has nothing more to do with the trade course (except for the radar theory examination, that is.)
Just finished listening to corrinne may. Her CD is ab-fab (for the uninitiated, absolutely fabulous after that UK sitcom) with that angel-like voice, lyrics which are simple yet touching, and music which stirs the soul. Sigh...I like.
I think i will never like the taste of vermouth. True, it's just a fortified wine - but it tastes sometimes too sweet/spicy for me...Just had a Gin and It - the It is an abbreviation of Italy, the origin of vermouth...it tastes like a martini, only with an even stronger vermouth prescence.
Gin and It
30 ml gin
30 ml sweet vermouth
Build over ice in a mixing glass. Stir and then strain into a chilled glass.
I should learn how to appreciate martinis and the family. And not gulp them down like shooters. Aye.
