<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1141437449714935206</id><updated>2012-01-26T22:43:34.488+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chronicles of Mad O'Raid</title><subtitle type='html'>Did Everything. Got Nothing.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>MadKun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15363289412491279427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EvfaIn4Hbes/THST1QrQ92I/AAAAAAAADjY/cMAOF83zhYk/S220/41670_649128211_2851_n.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>660</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1141437449714935206.post-9213580920843569793</id><published>2012-01-22T22:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T03:28:10.108+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pre-CNY Night Cycling</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yesterday started somewhat in the morning, when I got up to go cancel my debit card before DBS closed in the afternoon for a halfday. I went over to CCK, since I had an ulterior motive. I reached there at around 1030, and it was packed. I saw Bey helping out a few people so I didn't bother her. After I finished with cancelling the card, Bey was standing outside the branch, so it was convenient for me to pass her the key necklace she got me. Looks like we're going our separate ways. After giving her the key, I was off home, to Dota, sleep and Dota again, plus watching a few Conan movies. Out of randomness, I asked a few people out for night cycling. Predictably a lot refused, but amazingly some accepted. Del, Gene, Kok and Amanda. 5 is more than enough, we once had only 4 with me, Firo, Wes and Gene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't take my own bike because I was meeting Kok and Amanda for dinner at Tamp. We had KFC, and then headed over to PLC where I gave Mr and Mrs Lee the oranges with the wooden-like carriers, very pretty. Felix was there, and I almost forgot his existence, LOL. Gene also arrived not long after, and we headed over to the interchange to wait for Del who was finished with his reunion dinner. Upon reaching East Coast, we found out that the shop we wanted to rent the bikes from had already closed, so we split up to find another bike shop. Luckily we found one, but this shop doesn't offer a free bottled drink, damn. What's worse, they also ran out of locks, so we had to return the bikes at 0800. Nevertheless we took the bikes, and headed straight for Kallang, via Fort Road. We reached Kallang Leisurepark and rested there awhile, buying Ribena at the 7-11 and Del needing the brake since his bike was on the wrong gear, but thanks to Amanda's help, he felt better with the new gears. We made one big round around Kallang to reach Nicoll Highway, because the new Sports Hub in construction blocked our usual route. We passed through the bridge towards the city, and skipped past Suntec, heading towards Marina Barrage straight. We passed through MBS like a group of bosses, ignoring the passing vehicles, LOL. When we reached Marina Bay station, it was all pathfinding from there. Plus it was dark too, but luckily after a few kilometres down, we reached the Barrage. We kena alot of mud puddles on the way too, urgh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We thought of going to the top for a better view, but we couldn't bring our bikes up because they had a previous accident at the ramp, and since we didn't have locks, so we stayed down. Headed over to the dam to rest at one of the spots. A lot of couples there, like one hotel room per spot. Some were even making out, damn. Alright anyway, we were chilling when this guard came along and talked to us, since we looked like amateurs. He introduced us to a new road. He took along first so that I could lead the rest later. It was like using an army road, passing through trees and tall grass. He said it was a shortcut to get back to ECP. Muddy, but bloody short. We took it after the rest chilled enough. True enough, it was muddy, poor Gene, who got his pants and shoes sticky. We took the road mentioned, and true enough, we reached back at Fort Road like 15mins later. WTF. We took like 1.5hours to go to Marina Barrage, and some guard trolled us by showing us a 15min route! Alright so it wasn't even 0200. We headed to Carl's Jr to eat. We also watched a few Buffalax videos through Kok's phone, and relived our poly days, lawl. Headed over to Mcd at 0300 for a toilet break, where I got a glimpse of the Liverpool match, they being thrashed by Bolton 3-1, lawl. We then cycled to Lagoon and chilled there till like 0730. I got to snooze peacefully, Amanda not so because she was constantly getting bitten by mozzies. As for Del, Kok and Gene, they were talking about WoW for like4 hours, omg, from before I fell asleep to the moment I woke up. Too pro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright so, at 0730 we headed back to the cycling shop. I had to wait there for them to open while the rest helped Gene limped over to Mcd, since he sprained his ankle. I caught up with them, and waited till they got their taxi ride home from Mcd. As for me, I had to return to Marine Parade via the underpass and block of flats, back to Still Road to catch 15 home. Ah well, that's all really for the pre-CNY night cycling. Hopefully next time we can troll other people too, hehe. Happy CNY to all my Chinese friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1141437449714935206-9213580920843569793?l=menotblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/9213580920843569793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1141437449714935206&amp;postID=9213580920843569793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/9213580920843569793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/9213580920843569793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/2012/01/pre-cny-night-cycling.html' title='Pre-CNY Night Cycling'/><author><name>MadKun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15363289412491279427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EvfaIn4Hbes/THST1QrQ92I/AAAAAAAADjY/cMAOF83zhYk/S220/41670_649128211_2851_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1141437449714935206.post-2999171700440043267</id><published>2012-01-18T22:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-20T22:34:12.149+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bugis and Bugis</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yesterday I went to Bugis for a supposedly 'interview' with a company for being a sales assistant. Little did I know I was lured into MLM, again! Haiz. I even took the wrong bus and ended up at Raffles, taking the train back to Bugis. Upon reaching there, I had Mcd lunch, and then I tahan throughout the whole presentation which lasted like an hour, and then I even showed my interest, but decided against joining them, although the benefits were attractive. I wanted to go and fetch Bey from her work but decided against it because it was already 1600. I couldn't reach CCK in half an hour. I turned back at Tanjong Pagar and headed home instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I went to Bugis yet again, to meet up with the dudes who cancelled yesterday's outing. Shawn was there first, and we had a McFlurry each while waiting for Del and GY. We even got to check the size of the YuSheng at Sakae. We got lost in Bugis street while trying to navigate Gene and Jem to our location, LOL. In the end Shawn bought a shirt at Bugis Junction. I saw Bryan from driving course with his GF, but they were too far for me to call him. After Shawn bought his clothes, we headed to Marina, on foot! We bumped into Dasao at the stairs leading to Suntec, lawl. We played pool, and I had my first win with the break, like a boss. Then the rematch, it was all comedy of missed and funny shots, free balls and whatnot, including the white ball escorting the black ball and then going into the hole, and the black ball getting revenge after being hit, sending the white ball into the hole after going one round around teh table. After the fun, we went to Pizza Hut to have a 4+4 CNY meal, fit for 8. Freaking bloated, and it totalled to a bomb. Phew. We then took the train home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1141437449714935206-2999171700440043267?l=menotblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/2999171700440043267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1141437449714935206&amp;postID=2999171700440043267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/2999171700440043267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/2999171700440043267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/2012/01/bugis-and-bugis.html' title='Bugis and Bugis'/><author><name>MadKun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15363289412491279427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EvfaIn4Hbes/THST1QrQ92I/AAAAAAAADjY/cMAOF83zhYk/S220/41670_649128211_2851_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1141437449714935206.post-1027126271851244164</id><published>2012-01-16T23:02:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-20T22:22:47.901+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spending Spree &amp; Rotting</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And when I thought that the festive season was over and my money was going to be free for a while, how wrong I was. I kept spending it like nobody's business. Well it all started on GY's birthday, actually on Friday the 6th that we decided to celebrate it. I woke up with a pain in my neck. Had my driving lesson too, and Mr Wang bought dinner when we were ending, lawl. Well, for himself of course. Anyway after my lesson, I went to find the rest at Marina. Shawn, Gene, Fats, GY and Wes were pooling. When Del arrived, we were heading out, until I heard a familiar noise. The drumset was moving. It was Jem, LOL. We wanted to eat buffet, but the Sakae at Marina only offered at 2130 onwards, so we decided to go to the one at Suntec and try. It was full. And as we waited outside, some of us bought snacks to munch on. As there was no progress, we went back to Marina to play somemore pool, before going to the Sakae there and had supper buffet. The total added up to beyond $200, so I got a calendar and some vouchers as a compliment. We then took the train home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday the 7th, I was invited out by Navin for a lunch with Vernon before he flew off on Wednesday. Initially it was Sakura at Dhoby, but because of the pathetic turnout it changed to Ashton instead, at Cathay. I arrived late, like half an hour, and only Navin and Tom were there. I was wondering where the others were, until Navin say only Vernon was left, LOL. Vernon arrived like an hour after me, LOL. After I finished eating too. Tom left not long after Vernon arrived. After the lunch, I took the train with Navin towards Yishun, where I'd be meeting GY, Gene, Del and Shawn for karaoke. First time for me, and it was awesome. I even hurt my throat, but didn't lose my voice. I also got to know some songs that I heard before but never knew wtf they are. On the way down to dinner at Pizza Hut, I bumped into Asyraf from driving course. After wishing him a belated birthday, I continued down to find the rest. We shared a CNY meal with the funny dumplings pizza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Sunday the 8th, I was on the way to Bey's place. I missed 5 while crossing the road in front of my block. Reached Trellis and ordered Rite Pizza that we would share upon me reaching there. Unfortunately the pizza arrived before I did, so I have to reason that I needed to draw money and be a little late. Luckily it worked. Me and Bey shared the pizzas while watching Million Dollar Money Drop on TV. Thanks to the pizza I didn't steal anything from her fridge today, lawl. Well, except the apple juice maybe. In the evening, since we were still full, we didn't go out to have dinner, but still Bey accompanied me at the bustop in the cold wind while I waited for my bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Tuesday the 10th, I was off with Dad on his bike to Kallang to meet Mom at a warehouse sale, where I bought two pairs of jeans and two shirts. Dad dropped me at Aljunied, and I took the train to Bugis, and changed to 960, heading for Pending. Waited for Bey at Pending, then we went to BPP to eat at Kopitiam, sharing a Western chicken meal and a Japanese fish meal. Filling with a lot of rice. Went over to NTUC for Bey to buy her pasta and check beer prices for her mom. After sending her home, I went over to Tamp where Firo was having his ORD dinner and supper opposite school. I didn't eat the black pepper one at Techno, but I did had some chilli crab with buns at the stall near KFC. First time I ate crab, naise, lawl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Wednesday the 11th, I was out to fetch Bey after her work, but it was long wait for 985, plus an imba long journey to CCK, so in the end it was Bey waiting for me, oops. Upon my arrival, we headed to Food Culture to share a chicken Japanese meal with extra rice. After that I went to the Information Counter to redeem Capita vouchers, before heading down to the basement to buy tako with cheese, new stuff. After going to the first floor to eat the takos, we headed down yet again, this time to buy puffs and sotong balls. Then we headed back. After sending Bey back, I was on the way to the airport to send Vernon off, but Esmond said that his flight was pushed forward so it'd be meaningless to go there, so I headed home instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Thursday the 12th, I had my FTT, and I cycled there at 1845. Who'd have guessed that I'd bumped into Johan who's also taking his test. I had two trials compared to his eight, and I even failed the second attempt, but I passed the real thing with 47 points, him 49, wow. I also found out from him that his school fees are ridiculous because he changed school of interest from Science to Business. It'd be the same if I were to pursue that path.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Friday the 13th, I followed Dad and Gramps to prayers at Telok Kurau, where the Imam called the sun a planet, like GY, LOL. Anyway I was praying near Hafiz's father, and I met him along with Johann outside the mosque. Me, Gramps and Dad then headed to Geylang to eat at MacKenzie, while waiting for Mom. Then we went to the market to buy stuff for the BBQ at night. We brought along our 3 bikes, which was a hassle, but thanks to it I was able to spend time doing something other than nothing. I went to find a quiet place so I can call Bey, but she was having dinner with her mom. I followed Dad and my cousin to Giant to buy extra ingredients, and after starting the fire back at ECP, I followed my cousin to Esso to buy ice. Then I cycled to the jetty to talk to Bey. After that I returned to the BBQ pit and played UNO with my siblings, cousins and nieces, with punishment being squatting until winning a round, lawl. We returned home at around 0300 after I BBQ some food for Dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1141437449714935206-1027126271851244164?l=menotblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/1027126271851244164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1141437449714935206&amp;postID=1027126271851244164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/1027126271851244164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/1027126271851244164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/2012/01/spending-spree-rotting.html' title='Spending Spree &amp; Rotting'/><author><name>MadKun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15363289412491279427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EvfaIn4Hbes/THST1QrQ92I/AAAAAAAADjY/cMAOF83zhYk/S220/41670_649128211_2851_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1141437449714935206.post-5050993394456335036</id><published>2012-01-05T22:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-20T19:16:15.877+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Open House</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Today started when Bey called me during her lunchtime, and I talked to her till she went back to work. After that I went to bathe and prepared to leave for school, as the Polys are having their Open House. Met with Shawn and Wes at Mensa but didn't eat. After Del arrived, we headed to IT where I indulged into the Western food which my friends so hated. We passed by Jon Chee on the way there, but luckily he was pre-occupied so we didn't talk with him. Went up to the showroom and bumped into Boss, who was in charge for the day. Douglas was there too, playing with his Maya. And Del saw his archnemesis JoonYew, LOL. Me and Del then followed Shawn and Wes opposite school where they bought some bubble tea, and then we were off to Safra for pool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pool was full, so after leaving our names at the counter, we were off to bowling. Shawn taught us the real way of playing, and we kept hitting the gutter, LOL. Eventually we got used to the technique, just not mastered it yet. Del even did the anti-turn of the technique, only like Del can, LOL. When we finished bowling, pool was still full, so we decided to cancel it and walked over to central, and went to Popeye to meet up with YanHao for dinner. Firo, Daryl and Gene later appeared and joined us. We headed to Coffee Bean after that as Starbucks was full, and at my home bustop, I ran into Maman, and he said he was heading for Nee Soon, LOL. Meeting Rahman eh. Great place. Better than Bedok by all means.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1141437449714935206-5050993394456335036?l=menotblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/5050993394456335036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1141437449714935206&amp;postID=5050993394456335036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/5050993394456335036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/5050993394456335036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/2012/01/open-house.html' title='Open House'/><author><name>MadKun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15363289412491279427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EvfaIn4Hbes/THST1QrQ92I/AAAAAAAADjY/cMAOF83zhYk/S220/41670_649128211_2851_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1141437449714935206.post-8596387742945607041</id><published>2012-01-04T23:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-16T23:01:11.074+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bey First Day Work</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ah, today is Bey's first day at work. She was to report at Expo, but I wasn't there with her, yet. I went to cut hair in the morning, forgetting to take the queue number so I prolonged my stay. I even bought a redbull while waiting. But bloody hell the hairdresser snipped off my tail growth, haiz. Back to square one. On the way home I bought Mcd, and treated my Siblings along with it, dabaoing them home. The drinks spilled, damn. I went off at around 1630, to fetch Bey. She'd be ending at 1730 or so. Since I reached early, I had time to explore around the area, and finding out that it was a shortcut if I walked through Citypoint towards the MRT. I even had time to explore Plaza8, the other mall in the area. After Bey ended, she was with a friend, so I just decided to follow along behind. She took the long way to the MRT, LOL. Oh my legs. After they parted at Tanah Merah, then she came to me. We headed to Tamp for dinner. Initially Bey wanted Food Junction, but it was quite packed. We changed to Pastamania instead. There was a pasarmalam there too, but we skipped it because we were quite full, and only bought something from Umi Sushi for the trip back to BP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1141437449714935206-8596387742945607041?l=menotblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/8596387742945607041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1141437449714935206&amp;postID=8596387742945607041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/8596387742945607041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/8596387742945607041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/2012/01/bey-first-day-work.html' title='Bey First Day Work'/><author><name>MadKun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15363289412491279427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EvfaIn4Hbes/THST1QrQ92I/AAAAAAAADjY/cMAOF83zhYk/S220/41670_649128211_2851_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1141437449714935206.post-7401402180871623268</id><published>2012-01-01T22:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-16T22:51:58.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcoming 2012</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A very eventful new year's eve it was. Started yesterday when I met Bey at Ubi as she took 5. We headed to Marina via a bus from MacPherson. We were walking along Marina Square and accidentally bumped into the rest as they finished their movie. We walked to City Hall because YL was going to fetch her friend, and that was where I saw one of my BMT sergeants, DJ, lining up at one of the restaurants along City Link Mall. We only managed a quick salute to each other as I strolled past. Headed to Raffles City where I withdrew money and transferred some to Sis, then we decided on dinner. Marcus and YL decided on Skinny Pizza, and it was going to be a long wait, about 40mins, so I decided to have something with Bey first just in case I wasn't going to enjoy what's in there. We went to Mcd to share a meal, Bey treating, yay. After that, I sent her off at where she was going to meet her cousins for the new year countdown, while I headed back down to Skinny Pizza, just in time they were about to enter. The pizza was like crackers with stuff on top. Grass. Well I ate the slices nonetheless, but there was no way we'd ever return there. They insulted our love for cheese, LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We made our way to Ink Bar where we'd be spending the night away. After settling down, I followed Gene to 7-11 to buy a deck of cards, and well, I got to read the FTT book YanHao passed to me via Del during the session. Whiskey spilled on me when Marcus poured some into GY's glass, and during the game, GY said that the Sun is one of the planets, LOL. And his other mistake being mispronouncing Oakley for the specs brand, thus he had to drink. Poor GY. At midnight, we headed to the 8th floor swimming pool to watch the fireworks, but like the bottom half of the view was covered by trees. YL got drunk not too soon, and she was laughing hysterically throughout, but she recovered. Someone who got drunk but never recovered, was Marcus. He Merlioned at the fountain outside the hotel and had Gene to constantly consoling him. Even the hotel management was called down because it was quite a scene. When the taxi arrived, I helped carry him, and got vomit onto my shirt, but luckily I was heading home with GY in a separate taxi after helping out. The rest were going KTV after they send Marcus home. $17 each for the cab fare, and GY found out that the train was still in service, LOL. Oh well, all I know is I washed my clothes straightaway when I got home at around 0230.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I headed over to Bey's place yet again, to ninja more food from her fridge. After ninjaing, we headed to CCK for pasta. We shared a salsiccia and mussels, imba combo. We Photo Hunt-ed for two rounds, before heading to the basement to buy cookies, trying the black ones from Famous Amos. Bey accompanied me as we took 985 for a longer journey, all the way to Trellis, then she took 966 back while I took 5. Happy new year everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1141437449714935206-7401402180871623268?l=menotblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/7401402180871623268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1141437449714935206&amp;postID=7401402180871623268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/7401402180871623268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/7401402180871623268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/2012/01/welcoming-2012.html' title='Welcoming 2012'/><author><name>MadKun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15363289412491279427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EvfaIn4Hbes/THST1QrQ92I/AAAAAAAADjY/cMAOF83zhYk/S220/41670_649128211_2851_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1141437449714935206.post-3337643063492194155</id><published>2011-12-30T23:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-16T14:29:44.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Festive Season</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ah the Christmas week. It began on the eve, when Bey came over and waited downstairs for me as I was slow. We went to Tamp for Pizza Hut high tea, sharing a pizza. We headed back to my home where Bey played Dota while I changed into a more casual set of clothes. We then headed to CCK. As we were still full, we went to the arcade where we played Photo Hunt while waiting for the XG to be empty. Bey played after the guy left, and she dropped the sticks through one song, poor Bey. Then after that round, she accidentally chose the Practice mode, LOL. So I played the Waterboys song lolol. After sending Bey home, I cancelled going to Cas' place because they were all jonging and there's no one else to accompany me as I do nothing, LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas itself arrived, and I didn't go out. I was feeling feverish the whole day. Played Dota2 like 3 rounds and worsened my condition, even though I won the last round with Shawn. At night, at about the time I was supposed to head out to meet YL and the rest for drinking, my temperature officially rose. I stayed home like a good boy on Christmas night. Boxing Day arrived, and I never followed my parents go to Pioneer stay at my cousin's place, so I stayed home and rest and played games instead. At night, Sis cancelled treating us to supper so Mom bought spaghetti from Jurong for me, the one I had almost every night while staying in PLC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Tuesday the 27th, Sis treated us to Lagoon at East Coast. Initially we wanted to change venue because they would need some time, but as we made our way to the car, we saw an icecream cart and thus we had some and waited for the guys to prepare the BBQ stingray instead. I bought a $10 worth of cockles, and it was bloody and tasted weird, bleh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I went over to Bey's place, and ninjaed some of her apple juice and seaweed from her fridge. I went downstairs while waiting for her to prepare, and ran into Jem's dad at the lift lobby, lawl. When Bey came down, we took the LRT to CCK, where I renew my Pastamaniac card. Bey treated me to the pasta that day, thank you Bey. We went to the arcade next, but I got kicked out because I was wearing a school shirt, damn. Went home early and 1v1 with Bey, before heading out to my niece's birthday chalet at Pasir Ris. I fell asleep in the bus while talking to Bey. At teh chalet, I got diarrhoea after eating, and the toilet flush was spoilt, so blloody hell after one round I had to rush to the entrance to shit. Helped Dad BBQ some of the food after I came back clearing my tank, and then my Jurong cousin sent me and Sis home first because my family wanted to stay there longer as usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1141437449714935206-3337643063492194155?l=menotblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/3337643063492194155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1141437449714935206&amp;postID=3337643063492194155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/3337643063492194155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/3337643063492194155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/2011/12/festive-season.html' title='Festive Season'/><author><name>MadKun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15363289412491279427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EvfaIn4Hbes/THST1QrQ92I/AAAAAAAADjY/cMAOF83zhYk/S220/41670_649128211_2851_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1141437449714935206.post-94508518932293258</id><published>2011-12-23T23:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-24T00:14:18.847+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pre-Christmas Holiday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;On Wednesday, we headed into Malaysia by 0630, after a night of playing with Bey, although I did get some sleep. Dad had some leave balance so he decided that we'd go to Malacca. We had breakfast at the usual place just after the customs. Instead of heading straight for Malacca, we stopped by my aunt's place somewhere in upper Johore. That was where my eye got stinged. Luckily it never swelled and I felt better after sleeping awhile at her place. I took over the reins at one of the pitstops while Dad get some rest, and I drove up to a personal record of 150km/h, while Mom was panicking next to me, lawl. I nearly got caught though, but the policeman was summoning someone else, so lucky me. Upon reacing Malacca, we rest awhile at the kampong, before checking in so suddenly at the resort nearby. Yeap, I was shocked. Means we'd be having Internet access! At the hotel, while my siblings and cousin were swimming, I was hunting ores with Bey, before we head out to dinner. Went to Tesco, and had Marrybrown, where Bro spilled some Milo and caused two other kids to fall and wrestle on the ground, LOL. After dinner, we sent cousin back to the kampong, before heading back to the resort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, we had breakfast buffet at the resort, and then we headed to the kampong to spend some time. Me and Sibs were Monopolying, before we headed to Aeon, a shopping mall near Tesco that has a Jusco inside it. There, my family fought over what movie to watch, resulting in Bro crying because no one wanted to accompany him watch Chipmunks. In the end, I had to do the dirty work because I wasn't planning to watch any. Dad went in to watch Ghost Protocol, Mom and the rest went to watch some Malay comedy, and me and Bro waited 45mins for Chipmunks. We walked around the mall in the meantime and I bought him a donut. After the movie, we ate at the nearby kampong restaurant that sold Western sets at RM7. That's freaking $3. After dinner, we headed back to the kampong to get blankets for ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I was summoned to have breakfast even though I was supposed to give my place to cousin. So I pulled my ass up to go and eat. At the kampong, I ate one more plate of rice before we bade goodbye to everyone there. We went to Mahkota and Dataran for some small-scale shopping, where I bought a Xmas gift for Bey, and also to have A&amp;amp;W. After that, it was going 1730 as we left Malacca. I didn't drive because it was getting dark. Fell asleep for most of the journey, and when we finally got back to Singapore, we went to eat at Kallang, where I had roti john that had chicken bones in them! Knn. But it's great to be back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1141437449714935206-94508518932293258?l=menotblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/94508518932293258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1141437449714935206&amp;postID=94508518932293258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/94508518932293258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/94508518932293258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/2011/12/pre-christmas-holiday.html' title='Pre-Christmas Holiday'/><author><name>MadKun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15363289412491279427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EvfaIn4Hbes/THST1QrQ92I/AAAAAAAADjY/cMAOF83zhYk/S220/41670_649128211_2851_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1141437449714935206.post-8967848719534576642</id><published>2011-12-19T21:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-24T00:13:27.984+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Seoul Fun, Seoul Catchup</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;On Friday, I woke up at 0530 to help Bey vote, then went over to her place because her place was empty. We played Hangman there, and I even took a shower because I didn't back home, lawl. I also ninjaed some of her apple juice from her fridge, shh. After Bey was wide awake and bathed, we went for breakfast at Greenridge where Bey had banmian. The Western stall didn't have anyone tending to it, so I decided to have KFC instead. After the meal, we walked back home through the old nostalgic route. Stopped at SnS below Bey's place to buy drinks for herself, then I went to pray. After praying, I headed home to Emota with her. Headed to Airport for some dinner event with my family, an end-of-year celebration Korean-themed "Seoul Fun". As I arrived late, there was barely any food left, so I spammed siewmai instead. After the event, we headed to T3 where I had my real meal, ayam penyet, at Kopitiam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I made my way to BP, and as I left Ubi, I saw a 3 vehicle-pileup at a filter lane, LOL. At Trellis, 5 cut in front of 966 so I got it straightaway after I alighted. After I fetched Bey, we headed for Marina Square for the Catchup at Seoul Garden with my driving coursemates. On the way, we had to change to train because Rodney said that the whole restaurant was reserved, and we headed to Bugis. Upon reaching there, I went to empty my tank first, and there was a bloody smoker next to my cubicle, ccb. After quickening my steps, we had our meal. Firo left early for his dental appointment, followed by Navin and Tom who had family matters. The rest of us headed to Kinokuniya where YH wanted to go. I went to draw money then paid Rod, and realised that I was missing $10, haiz. It was never found. Bey went to drum at the basement where the cymbal sucked, so she had to put it to auto. Reagan and YH left, before we headed to the MRT and the rest of us parted. Me and Bey took 145 to Trellis and I waited for 966 with Bey. As her bus was leaving, I had to chase it because I was still holding on to her sweater, LOL. Then I crossed the road and took 5 home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1141437449714935206-8967848719534576642?l=menotblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/8967848719534576642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1141437449714935206&amp;postID=8967848719534576642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/8967848719534576642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/8967848719534576642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/2011/12/seoul-fun-seoul-catchup.html' title='Seoul Fun, Seoul Catchup'/><author><name>MadKun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15363289412491279427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EvfaIn4Hbes/THST1QrQ92I/AAAAAAAADjY/cMAOF83zhYk/S220/41670_649128211_2851_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1141437449714935206.post-6382317413177897757</id><published>2011-12-12T22:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-24T00:12:30.262+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to School</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Today I went to return my uniform and key back at Todai, and met Juna for awhile as she opened up reservation. I also met the the Chinese food uncle at the toilet before I left, lawl. He looked sad when I said I wasn't working there anymore. As I was leaving MBS, I saw Eileen taking the escalator towards B2 as I walked through level 1. I bumped into one of the Bangla dishwashers too, and he was also sadddened when I said I stopped working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed to BP to have breakfast with Bey. Bought KFC porridge for her and big breakfast meal while waiting for her to arrive. After eating at Mcd, we headed to Garden Plaza to watch Doraemon while she consumed her porridge, lawl. Went to Popular to buy her iPod charger, before heading to Safra to play pool. Luckily we arrived early, because not long after we started playing, some kids arrive and asked when we'd be stop playing, lawl. But Bey wasn't happy because she didn't win any games, haiz. Went to school and shared a plate of spaghetti with fish, then another bowl of spaghetti because it wasn't enough. At the bustop, Bey squeezed my pimple because we just missed the bus. We took 23 to SLS then 960 back to BP, spending more time together. Bey went home after alighting because she needed to buy food for her family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1141437449714935206-6382317413177897757?l=menotblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/6382317413177897757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1141437449714935206&amp;postID=6382317413177897757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/6382317413177897757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/6382317413177897757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/2011/12/back-to-school.html' title='Back to School'/><author><name>MadKun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15363289412491279427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EvfaIn4Hbes/THST1QrQ92I/AAAAAAAADjY/cMAOF83zhYk/S220/41670_649128211_2851_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1141437449714935206.post-8508462703502601354</id><published>2011-12-11T21:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-24T00:12:16.172+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Weekend of Unemployment</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;On Friday, I treated my family to Mcd, forcing my Little Sibs to buy dabao, lolol. In the evening I headed over to Cas' place for Gene's birthday and ORD party, but there wasn't much to celebrate about because birthday boy had a headache, the guys came and went, and I couldn't drink. Awesome. In the end everybody left and no one drank, aiyo. Happy belated birthday anyway Gene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I headed over to BP again, this time for the pasarmalam with Bey. Was caught in a traffic jam, but I made it not too late in the end. Bought tako and burger, while Bey bought sharkfin, and we shared a bandung at the void deck. We then went to spend time at the usual place, before nearly being caught by children coming down from above. It was a close escape. We went to BPP and shared a crispy chicken spaghetti meal, then headed over to DDaiso, where I spotted my female LTA from Guards. Of course I never said anything, I was too scared LOL. After that, I went to meet my parents at Marshiling, before following them to my cousin's place in Pioneer. Went to fetch Sis at Jurong Point with my cousin after a few minutes, and found out that the 7-11 at the taxi stand. Back at his place, we played Uno with the loser having to peg his or her ear, lawl. I never kena, phew. We then watched the eclipse where the moon turned red, and we headed to Mustafa where I bought my deos and gel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, today was a short day. All I did was cycle to my driving lesson, where I was a kancheong kia because I haven't drive for so long. After that, I was so shaken that I couldn't cycle properly on the way back. Also maybe because I was tired, lawl. That's it for this weekend of unemployment though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1141437449714935206-8508462703502601354?l=menotblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/8508462703502601354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1141437449714935206&amp;postID=8508462703502601354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/8508462703502601354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/8508462703502601354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/2011/12/first-weekend-of-unemployment.html' title='First Weekend of Unemployment'/><author><name>MadKun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15363289412491279427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EvfaIn4Hbes/THST1QrQ92I/AAAAAAAADjY/cMAOF83zhYk/S220/41670_649128211_2851_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1141437449714935206.post-7003286589446131440</id><published>2011-12-08T23:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-24T00:12:00.624+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fired</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Today I went to BP. Saw a pasarmalam being set up at Pending but wasn't opened yet. After meeting Bey, we took 171 to Marina and change over to go to MBS. I told Bey to wait somewhere awhile and me myself headed to Todai to get my pay. After doing so, I met Eileen and told her about the bad news. It was heartpain, especially when I told my cousin about it. As I was leaving the restaurant, I passed by Petra at the reception and she called me a betrayer, ouch. Me and Bey then took a bus back to Marina and walked around Marina Square. We saw Joanne Peh making an advertisement at Bridal Zone, lawl. We went to play pool, and then Bey tried drumming but the cymbal died. We took bus to cine, and Bey played a bit before Jem made an appearance. After meeting him at Koufu, we played session but failed when Jem chose Agnus Dei, sadly. There was a girl who played one round and died, but didn't know that the first round didn't count. She went off, and I took her reins. I survived all the songs, yay. Guitar that is. On the way home, I dropped at Far East while Jem took Bey home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1141437449714935206-7003286589446131440?l=menotblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/7003286589446131440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1141437449714935206&amp;postID=7003286589446131440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/7003286589446131440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/7003286589446131440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/2011/12/fired.html' title='Fired'/><author><name>MadKun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15363289412491279427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EvfaIn4Hbes/THST1QrQ92I/AAAAAAAADjY/cMAOF83zhYk/S220/41670_649128211_2851_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1141437449714935206.post-2714657980757388985</id><published>2011-12-07T23:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-18T21:47:40.875+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holiday Leave</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And so my family departed for Malaysia at like 0600 on Saturday the 3rd, after I played with Bey the whole night without sleeping. I slept inside the car until like a breakfast place we always go to where my parents can exchange money, then I continued sleeping till we reached another stop point. I took over Dad at the wheels, and drove straight into the heart of Malacca, near the Taming Sari Tower. We bought movie tickets for Puss In Boots at Dataran, before we went to an archery store to tryout. At least the guys in the family did. We watched the movie after that, my first 3D movie. Specs were tiring on the nose though, but it was nice. We checked in at a resort near the kampong because the hotels were all snatched up. Internet was awesome but we could only stay there for one day because we were heading for KL the following day. We visited kampong awhile, where I had my beloved sambal ikan bilis with rice, then we went back to the hotel where I WoWed with Bey while the rest went swimming. In the evening, we set off for Mahkota, where we had Kenny Rogers, which is not Halal in Singapore. We witnessed two lovers hogging an 8-seater for themselves. Too bad it's not Singapore or they might get STOMPed, LOL. After dinner, we went bowling. Okay, most of my family did, except me and Dad. I taught him how to play pool, and he thrashed me on game, LOL. Sounds like Shawn. After the pool game, there was still some time before the rest were done with their bowling, so I had a go at one of the massage chairs there. Nice vibrations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Sunday, we went for one of my cousin's wedding at the kampong. It was a quick one, because we missed most of it when me and my siblings played Monopoly Deal inside the house instead, LOL. We headed for KL after the wedding, and I fell asleep in the car with a flu and headache, but I still took over Dad and drove about 70KM to the hotel straight. I witnessed alot of traffic misadventures, like a motorcycle travelling towards my direction while I was waiting on a red light. Malaysia boleh. After checking in, we went out for dinner since it was already 1800. I had fish &amp;amp; chips at the mama stall opposite, while the rest had, well, mama food. Mydin was closed, sadly, so I wasn't able to buy my deos and gel. We bought tidbits instead, for the night, and took a bus back to the hotel instead of walking. We waited quite long for it too. At the hotel, I had my burger and panadol, before hitting the sack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Monday, we had breakfast at the hotel, after I had some throat syrup, urgh. I went to buy prata for the pigs who didn't go down for breakfast. We walked to Berjaya Times Square, where there's an indoor theme park. My specs were confiscated during the roller coaster ride, and not being happy, I hid it the second round, and understood immediately why it was taken. It was hurting my ears, LOL. During dinner, both my Sisters bought Subway and dabao to foodcourt. Subway is Halal there too, and it tasted awesome when I tried the sandwiches. When we went back into the park, Bro lost his specs at one of the rides because he couldn't keep still. After the dilemma, we headed back to the hotel, but not before I helped myself to a Subway meal of my own as dabao, LOL. Upon reaching the hotel, I realised that there was a second round of free 24hours usage of the Internet, woohoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, we had breakfast once again, and yet again I bought food for the pigs, this time nasilemak and prata. Slept awhile before I packed my bags, ready to check out. We headed over to one of my Grandaunt's house in Shah Alam but she wasn't home. We went to her coffeeshop instead when her son brought us there. After having lunch there, we went back to her place, and she bought durians for us. After the visit, we headed back to Malacca. Upon reaching Dataran, my whole family had a go at the massage chairs while I waited, lawl. At night, we tried to find a restaurant located in one of the kampongs, but it took so long that by the time we were done it was past midnight. Oh by the way, the price was awesome at RM40 for 6 plates of food including two Western sets. We slept at Grandaunt's house for the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, after having breakfast at the kampong, we went to Mahkota to make specs for Bro, and initially gel and deos for me, but they were expensive compared to Singapore. First time. We also had A&amp;amp;W which is extinct is Singapore. After that, we prowled around the mall in search of school shoes for the pigs, and eventually find one after what seem like hours. We headed back to Singapore at almost evening. I didn't drive because Mom was scared, lolol. At one of the pitstops, Dad bought for me an almost ridiculous excuse of a nasilemak defined to be daylight robbery. 3 pieces of ikanbilis, half an egg for RM2.50. The one thing that made me pissed off in the whole duration I was in Malaysia. Upon reaching Singapore, it was already 2200, so we went to Ubi and had prata for supper. That's it for my holiday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1141437449714935206-2714657980757388985?l=menotblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/2714657980757388985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1141437449714935206&amp;postID=2714657980757388985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/2714657980757388985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/2714657980757388985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/2011/12/holiday-leave.html' title='Holiday Leave'/><author><name>MadKun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15363289412491279427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EvfaIn4Hbes/THST1QrQ92I/AAAAAAAADjY/cMAOF83zhYk/S220/41670_649128211_2851_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1141437449714935206.post-8143105501819358447</id><published>2011-12-02T23:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T12:25:28.908+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Before Going Off</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Phew I haven't blog in a long time, so here goes a small excerpt of almost every day for half a month. And so on Tuesday the 15th I was thrown into reservation, the first male to be done so. It was mostly mental strength. Okay actually wholy mental. There was a power shutdown on my first day! And what's more, the CEO scolded me for doing irrelevant stuff when I was supposed to pick up calls. I learnt my lesson. On Wednesday the 16th, Bey came over for pizza which I ordered, and I waited downstairs for the delivery guy because I didn't want my family to see them, hurhur. The delivery guy's name was Lucas, LOL, and I told him I wanted to surprise someone upstairs so I waited downstairs, hurhur. After eating with Bey at the void deck, with buying of drinks from the mama shop, I went back upstairs to change into my work clothes, and accompanied Bey home, and off to work from there, after she accompanied me for my bus. At work, I was working half inside and half outside because of manpower, and for the journey home, I wanted to take the train home for te first time, but I got lost finding Marina Bay station and ended up at Raffles instead, after a long walk. The next day, Thursday the 17th, Mr Park gave me $50 to spend with two others, but I shivered and stunned for so long that he took the money back from my hands. Argh! Wtf! Zz wasted. However, that night I was able to find Marina Bay station, a little upside for the $50 loss downside. On Friday the 18th, I received a free Bueno from Mom in the morning, before buying a sandwich from 7-11 at home, eating while heading to work. Today, there were simply too many reservations, I was so thirsty whole day. Today I got a reward for going the extra mile for a customer. She asked me to retrieve a receipt for her to claim from her company, but it was over two weeks ago. After I did it for her, I received a KitKat, woo. But I shared half of it with my cousin because he was too stressed. That night, I did closing alone after Dianna accompanied me till 2100. I ran to the MRT station initially to meet my family at Airport for my Dad's birthday celebration, but since I took so long so Mom told me she dabao for me and I was to go home straight. That night, I ate fish and chips and pizza for supper, woots. On Sunday the 20th, I folded bento boxes at work, and got diarrhoea thanks to the pizza overcharge. I changed to server halfway through dinner, and Wan faked my extension by 1 hour, omg. Luckily it was only one-hour extension. I actually wanted to lie to Dom that I'm having dinner with my family so I couldn't extend, but decided against it in the end. After I ended at 10, I ran to the train station.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Tuesday the 22nd, I went over to Bey's place, since I was on off. I ate some of her seaweed and bread she bought the day yesterday lolol. We headed to PS where she drummed, and then bought choco and coffee milk from Carrefour. We went to Pastamania and shared a weird-tasting pasta, lawl. We walked to ZoneX where we didn't do anything because it was all still coin-operated. There wasn't any nice movies to watch either, haiz. Bey went to drum again, and we played Photo Hunt, but died miserably thanks to fail contrast. Had Riverside for dinner, and then walked to Cathay for half an hour while waiting for the first 700A of the day to bring us home. At the top floor of Cathay, there was a large crowd gathering for the opening of a local movie I guess. Maybe one of the stars was making an appearance. We took the bus at 1930, but our journey ended at 2045 LOL. We played the open-close-hand game in the bus, and were pretty noisy about it, lawl. But it was an awesome day spent with Bey. Half day on Wednesday the 23rd, so I spent the morning going to cut my hair, and I bumped into one of my Mom's friends' son, who's Bro's schoolmate. Nothing much there, until I saw Mr Khoo, Matt's trainer, at one of the traffic lights in front of my house. He was training one of the drivers, lolol. Memories. At home. I WoWed with Bey till I went off for work. On Thursday the 24th, I had Mcd lunch, and then headed to work after a long wait for 21. It was hard to talk to Dom and Eileen about my holiday because my cousin never spoke to them after saying okay to my Mom, argh! Luckily I got through fine. Well, only with Dom for now, because Eileen wasn't at work. After work, I walked to Raffles to meet Sis to celebrate Bro's birthday, and we walked to LauPaSat to wait for the rest, with alot of people touting us, gawd. After eating there, there was still a surprise for him, for Dad drove to airport and we had Swensens for icecream, and Mom ordered the wrong one for mine, argh! Oh well, I enjoyed one scoop of chocolate. I woke up at 1100 today, and was late when I drew money, even missed one 5, but luckily 966 came fast. I bumped into JunHwee at BP CC bustop with two girls. Wow. Okay so, there wasn't any McValue price in CCK area Mcds, so very sad for me. Somemore I couldn't finish one of the McSpicy patties because I had two shares of the fries. Dabao the patty in the fries bag, and we headed over to NTUC where Bey wanted to find some pans. Then off to Popular to find a headset. Bought croissant, tako and bubble tea, and sat at CC before I headed to work. Bey never took the 190 with me because of some misunderstanding, and in the end had to walk hoome by herself. I'm sorry Bey. That night, I found out that Goh Chok Tong was going to come down for lunch the following day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday the 26th arrived, and it was a bad start to the day. I was an hour late for work thanks to two incidents. One involved missing two 133. One was in front of the 21 I was in, so bobian missed it, but the next 133 zoomed past me when I hailed in his face. Fuck the driver. I had to tell Dom that I was going to be late for work. Then the 133 I took deliberately missed my stop at work. I had to wait till it travel all the way back to Shenton before taking 106 back to MBS. Wow, one hour late. Totally paid for the overtime I did in the past week. I found out at work that GCT was particular about cleaniness and made our CEO move around like an insect, lolol. Lunch was awesome that day. Kangkong and chicken, foooo. At night, I was heading out of the office to get drinks, when I heard a very loud and familiar voice talking at one of the tables. It was Darren from SP, lolol. We chatted for awhile before I went back to the office. Bumped into Mom at Eunos, where she bought otah, then in 60, I saw Ashary once again. Sunday the 27th was a tiring day. I was a Bangla for half a day, cleaning utensils until I was called out to be a buffet runner, and I had to carry chairs and tables when it was closing too. Ahhh my back! When I alighted from 60 at my home bustop, Maman boarded it. I managed to call out to him, lolz. Monday the 28th, I fell asleep on the bus and missed the MBS bustop, so I had to take a bus back from Marina Bay station, haiz. Then more mishap struck. The whole reservation office shut down and I forgot to send the report at 1730 as a result of backtracking too much, argh! But luckily nothing bad happened. At 2000, I was called out onto the floor, where I was able to ninja some mussels from customers who never touched them, and ate them in the kitchen. There were brilliant! On Tuesday the 29th, my cousin told me that I made a big mistake the previous night when I misunderstood MBS room charge for a VIP room charge. My cousin had to travel to MBS and get the payment from the customer there. Luckily I spelled her name right, if not I'm done for, phew. I had no break because it was only me and Janene available at the office at that time. When Angie arrived, I was alled out yet again. It was hell because there were only 5 people tending to like 350 people in 2 sections, plus the new parttimers were slow and chatty, zz. But we survived, thanks to my cousin taking off his overcoat and helping us with the clearing. Manager do waiter work, awesome. I stayed late that night to help the fulltimers clear more tables.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Wednesday, lunch was super unpleasant. It was kimchi fried rice. I had to buy a burger to supplement myself before being called out to the floor. I had to prepare wine bottles for a long table and even pour for them, and also managed a room with food bloogers from HungryGoWhere. Before I went home, Wan told me about the mistake in wine preparations, which I didn't take notice of, thinking that they were aware when they made the reservation. Yesterday, I called in sick for work because of headache. At about afternoon, I Dotaed with Shawn, Snowy and JH, where JH DC, yet again. Mom bought Mcd for me as I was making my way to the clinic to get an MC. After eating outside the Mcd and getting my MC, I went back home to get PSP from Bro, and headed to Jem's, where I had some games transferred. Bey came over and we had a drive to Tamp for kopi. At 7-11, the waffle auntie thought someone else was my GF and passed the waffle meant for Jem to her. Then she stunned when I came back with Bey, LOL. So she had to make another. I died while playing Inokoi Advanced, but that's because of the hihat, argh! Went to Popeye with the rest when they arrived, and Daryl, one of Cas' circle, was there too. And furthermore we saw Andy from TP walking past outside Popeye. Shawn had the evil smug on his face, and Daryl even shouted his name, luckily he never heard. Went to Star Factory where Bey wanted to drum, but it was spoilt there too. In the end we headed to Starbucks where the queue reached outside of the place, and drinks were shared by 1-for-1 deals. Luckily there were seats inside so we moved in, phew. Today arrived, and it's my last day of work before I go off. During lunch I followed Darren and Wan to Mcd at Marina Square to buy lunch because the cooks were too busy to cook. We ordered like 78 meals, but didn't take the drinks back, so me and Darren tried our best to drink as much as we can. In the end we could only drink two each, LOL. When they finally finished packing the meals into boxes, one of the staff followed us to the taxi stand. Then I realised his name was Aidil too, LOL. At night, I ordered pizza, while still at work, for my parents to pick up from Paya Lebar, because of the 3 for $30 deal. During the journey home, the MRT was shutting its doors when I ran past everyone and ninjaed in, albeit hurting my elbow but oh well, I'm heading home 7 minutes earlier, heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1141437449714935206-8143105501819358447?l=menotblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/8143105501819358447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1141437449714935206&amp;postID=8143105501819358447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/8143105501819358447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/8143105501819358447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/2011/12/before-going-off.html' title='Before Going Off'/><author><name>MadKun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15363289412491279427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EvfaIn4Hbes/THST1QrQ92I/AAAAAAAADjY/cMAOF83zhYk/S220/41670_649128211_2851_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1141437449714935206.post-3300949559082180366</id><published>2011-11-13T22:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T12:25:09.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MC</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Thursday was bad. I followed Wan and Zam to lunch at Rasapura, and got the shock of my life. Rice with kangkong, anchovies and asam pedas cost $9.30! Wtf! Crapbull. Plus it was bloody far to go from Todai. But what's done is done. Dinner was okay, I was a runner again, thankfully. A Japanese tourist from the Tourism Board asked me for the sink, and surprisingly I understood what she wanted, lolol. That night, I found out from my cousin that I might be transferred to reservation because I told them about my problem. On the way home, I experienced an Indian sprawled on the ground at a bustop, lolol. Drunkard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday Bey made an appearance during my breaktime, but it was raining heavily and she was drenched, so she had no mood to do anything. We couldn't even sit outside and chill. All I could do was pass her my HD for WoW. During dinner, JiaHao from BMT dined in with his family, and it was such an awkward moment serving him, lolol. Well he is my superior in rank afterall, lawl. My cousin also informed me I could convert to parttime, thanks to my holiday plans, which I really wished for. The working hours are not humane. Not the duration, the timing. On the way home, I sat on the compartment which covered the bus wheel, and experienced one of the worst bus rides of my life. First I stepped on vomit at the entrance, then the bus brokedown, then the next bus zoomed past the bustop because we were slow to alight. Haiz, very bad experience. At night Bey told me about her day, about how she got lost trying to find Cine and ended up in Dhoby, lolz, and how Jem was late to meet her. Like father like daughter, lawl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I called in sick because I had a terrible headache. I found out that I had to take MC after calling Dom. On the way to clinic on my bike, I bumped into Ashary. Sis dabao Mcd for me but I forgot to tell her to upsize, and missed my first chance of chili shaker fries. Today my house was empty so Bey popped over, and we left for dinner at Tamp. We got two salsiccia with both her favourite pasta. After that we visited PLC and sadly Mr and Mrs Lee wasn't around, but Cindy was, and we told her about a wheel in one of the hamster compartments was too high for the hamsters, lolz. She said Amanda was working in GV, but when Bey and I went up to find her, she was nowhere to be found. Oh wells. After that, me and Bey went home. I devised a new efficient way for us. I'd follow her to Trellis then take 5 home, so we'll both arrive home at about the same time. The downside is, she had to walk up the hill to her home alone. But you're brave and awesome Bey, so I know you'll be safe always. I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1141437449714935206-3300949559082180366?l=menotblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/3300949559082180366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1141437449714935206&amp;postID=3300949559082180366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/3300949559082180366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/3300949559082180366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/2011/11/mc.html' title='MC'/><author><name>MadKun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15363289412491279427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EvfaIn4Hbes/THST1QrQ92I/AAAAAAAADjY/cMAOF83zhYk/S220/41670_649128211_2851_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1141437449714935206.post-5785430410889291428</id><published>2011-11-09T23:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T12:24:51.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Todai First Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And so today I started work. I was all dressed up for work, until I find out that I look weird with smart pants and smart shoes but with stupid tops. So I decided to bring along a shoe bag for my smart shoes, and I wore my stupid shoes to work. At work, I got my uniform and fingerprint done, and I was all set to start. During lunch, there wasn't much people, but my colleagues warned me that it's because it's weekday, and that this was all nothing. I realised that they spammed Korean songs all day long, and that some of them found their way into my head. There was a 2-hour break between 1500 to 1700, but Bey couldn't be reached.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During dinner I was changed from a server to a runner. I had to refill the things that depleted during the buffet, and I was moving non-stop. My legs wanted to die. When it was all finally over, I wanted to checkout from work but I accidentally checked in twice, so I had to report to Dominic about it. After not much fuss, I was out, but I didn't know the way home from there LOL. So I took the Parkway route for today. Crap, the work is tiring, not as easy as my cousin said. My back felt the toll. Don't know if I can last long here, but I'll try for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1141437449714935206-5785430410889291428?l=menotblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/5785430410889291428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1141437449714935206&amp;postID=5785430410889291428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/5785430410889291428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/5785430410889291428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/2011/11/todai-first-day.html' title='Todai First Day'/><author><name>MadKun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15363289412491279427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EvfaIn4Hbes/THST1QrQ92I/AAAAAAAADjY/cMAOF83zhYk/S220/41670_649128211_2851_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1141437449714935206.post-6717007894527723596</id><published>2011-11-08T22:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T12:24:36.508+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Todai Interview</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Today I set off for my cousin's workplace to apply for work. It's called Todai, an international seafood buffet restaurant. I saw JunHwee passing by in 506 while I was waiting for 21. And at MBS, I overshot a bustop and ended up a bt away from the hotel. Later I found out that it was actually the correct stop. I lost my way in the hotel and had to ask directions from the concierge. After meeting my cousin and having an interview with the HR Manager, I was off to International Plaza to buy McValue Lunch, and thenn headed home, after cancelling travelling to BP because Bey couldn't make it. Played CS at home, and bought pants and a pair of shoes at Tamp at night with Mom and Sis, for work which is starting tomorrow. After shopping, we met up with Dad and the Pigs, and ate at Kallang. Bracing up for work tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1141437449714935206-6717007894527723596?l=menotblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/6717007894527723596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1141437449714935206&amp;postID=6717007894527723596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/6717007894527723596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/6717007894527723596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/2011/11/todai-interview.html' title='Todai Interview'/><author><name>MadKun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15363289412491279427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EvfaIn4Hbes/THST1QrQ92I/AAAAAAAADjY/cMAOF83zhYk/S220/41670_649128211_2851_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1141437449714935206.post-6420163329827944219</id><published>2011-11-07T22:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T12:24:21.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hari Raya Haji</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ah yes, Hari Raya Haji is here. Yesterday at the mosque for morning prayers, I bumped into Hadi's brother, but the former was nowhere to be seen. Instead, I bumped into Johann and Hafiz outside the mosque. Great to see them again. After that, Dad bring Gramps and Granduncle to the slaughterhouse at Still Road, but there wasn't any space for me, so I had to walk there from Telok Kurau. After watching the sheep getting slaughtered, I ran back to Telok Kurau to take a shit. After staying a while at Granduncle's place, we headed to Simei for another Granduncle's place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today my house was empty, but Bey didn't want to come, sniff. So sad, because my house was empty the WHOLE DAY. Double sniff. Oh well, in the evening I went off to Tamp to have dinner with Del, Gene and Firo at Wendy's, before Firo book in. After dinner, Firo still had some time, so the 4 of us went to Timezone to play. Firo played an enlarged version of O2Jam which hurts the fingers, lolol. We also played Photo Hunt, and we got the highscore with the name Lawlnoobs, lawlawl. Well, a day well spent with the dudes, sadly it wasn't with Bey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1141437449714935206-6420163329827944219?l=menotblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/6420163329827944219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1141437449714935206&amp;postID=6420163329827944219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/6420163329827944219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/6420163329827944219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/2011/11/hari-raya-haji.html' title='Hari Raya Haji'/><author><name>MadKun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15363289412491279427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EvfaIn4Hbes/THST1QrQ92I/AAAAAAAADjY/cMAOF83zhYk/S220/41670_649128211_2851_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1141437449714935206.post-7172205723722069014</id><published>2011-11-04T23:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T12:23:30.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Buffet &amp; Mass Dinner</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I was planning to go back to Bedok Camp to have a meal at the canteen with Gene, but somehow, it got cancelled, because I was heading to BP, again! Omg I can't stop going BP since my unemployment commenced. I went to pray there, and bought Milo at the mosque. Brought Bey to Safra all the way at Tamp, just to realise that the pool places were full, again! With Bey full of disappointment I took her to Sakae for a lunch buffet. We ate to our hearts' content, to the tune of a Fairy Tail opening song and some Hana Yori Dango soundtracks. Bey went to drum after our buffet lunch, and there was an autobass guy playing before her turn. We also played Time Crisis together, but never lasted long, lolol. We headed to NTUC to buy soya bean and Milo to quench our thirst, and I saw someone who I haven't seen in a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amzhar from secondary school and poly. But he was permanently on the phone, so we tailed him all the way to where he was heading to; the Singtel shop. After catching him up and chatting awhile with him, the two of us then headed over to Mcd to share a milkshake while waiting for the others to arrive. When they arrived, we headed over to CCarls Jr to meet them, and bumped into them while going down the escalator, so I stretched my arm and hit all of their heads as they went up, LOL. Since Carls Jr was full, we made our way to Popeye instead. After the meal, we headed to the arcade there, but Bey wasn't satisfied with the drums, so me, Bey, Gene, Jem and Del went to the Tamp1 arcade instead. I got hooked on DJMax Technika there, LOL. But I keep dying at Blythe, dammit! Then Gene played the Pump Pro with me, another version of Stepmania. We sweated more than people playing basketball, LOL. And also embarrassed ourselves in front of others watching. Then Gene challenged me to air hockey game, which flew around hitting other people playing games nearby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that we headed to the interchange to go home. Took 23 to Kolam Ayer and then took 966 from across the road, instead of following Bey and Jem to Trellis and then change to 5. Argh! Realised that after I boarded 966, haiz. But oh well, a great Friday well spent. All thanks to my friends who were there, and most ultimately, Bey, for spending the whole day with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1141437449714935206-7172205723722069014?l=menotblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/7172205723722069014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1141437449714935206&amp;postID=7172205723722069014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/7172205723722069014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/7172205723722069014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/2011/11/buffet-mass-dinner.html' title='Buffet &amp; Mass Dinner'/><author><name>MadKun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15363289412491279427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EvfaIn4Hbes/THST1QrQ92I/AAAAAAAADjY/cMAOF83zhYk/S220/41670_649128211_2851_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1141437449714935206.post-4322886776524941208</id><published>2011-10-29T23:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T12:18:08.532+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bey First Exam Week</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;In the bus to BP on Tuesday, I bumped into Jiali going to NUS at Trellis. At Pending, Bey met up with me, but decided to change shoes because they were killing her feet. We made out way to TP after that, and we shared a plate of my favourite Western food, spaghetti with fish. I even got to talk for some time with the nasipadang auntie. After eating, we went over to Design in hope to find YQ, but he left the building when we got there. We headed over to Safra instead, in hope of getting to play pool, but both the pool place and the pool at bowling alley were occupied. In the end I took Bey to Tamp1 where she played drums to her satisfaction. After that, we shared a plate of pasta at Pastamania, before I sent her back to her home and she waited for me for my bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Thursday, I went over to BP again, this time just to have lunch with Bey. The two buses arrived quickly today, so I was on time. We ate Mcd together and I claimed the free Filet and small coke. On the way home, a thunderstorm brewed, and it followed me home. I was drenched when I got to my doorstep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I had Mcd lunch yet again, at BPP before meeting Bey to take 700 to Dhoby. e had a look at the XG at the MRT station, before heading over to Star Factory where Bey passed Destiny, a song she never got to pass. I bumped into Shawn Tan there with his friends, who were going to watch a movie. We went to Yamaha where Bey got frustrated at one guy for hogging the free set and she couldn't even try it. At the atrium, Bey got a free sample of Gloria Jean coffee.We had Pizza Hut for dinner, where I ordered pizza and Bey had pasta, and we had to dabao two pieces of chicken drumlets because I was fucking full, lolol. We took a long 700 journey back, and spent time at one of our usual spots. After that, I found out that Bey's place was empty, but decided against going there because it was already very late. Thank you for going out with me this week Bey, even when I'm unemployed. Love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1141437449714935206-4322886776524941208?l=menotblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/4322886776524941208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1141437449714935206&amp;postID=4322886776524941208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/4322886776524941208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/4322886776524941208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/2011/10/bey-first-exam-week.html' title='Bey First Exam Week'/><author><name>MadKun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15363289412491279427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EvfaIn4Hbes/THST1QrQ92I/AAAAAAAADjY/cMAOF83zhYk/S220/41670_649128211_2851_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1141437449714935206.post-1711143746517393076</id><published>2011-10-24T21:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T12:17:17.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bey's First Exam Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Alright so I'm unemployed again. I planned to send Bey to school, but I was late. Bey went off before me, but luckily I was able to bump into her at Fajar after I bought her burger, which she enjoyed before facing her exam. I gave her a kiss via my finger to her forehead, then we parted at the traffic light in front of her school. I made my way back home, but made a detour to the driving centre to book my FTT, which was only available on 12th of Jan. I'm back being a trainee driver, lolol. It's great seeing Bey in uniform again. I mean, it's great being able to send Bey to school again, after so long, lawl. Love you Bey. Thank you for allowing me to send you to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1141437449714935206-1711143746517393076?l=menotblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/1711143746517393076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1141437449714935206&amp;postID=1711143746517393076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/1711143746517393076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/1711143746517393076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/2011/10/beys-first-exam-day.html' title='Bey&apos;s First Exam Day'/><author><name>MadKun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15363289412491279427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EvfaIn4Hbes/THST1QrQ92I/AAAAAAAADjY/cMAOF83zhYk/S220/41670_649128211_2851_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1141437449714935206.post-4724250140357506442</id><published>2011-10-22T22:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T12:11:36.852+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Day at EA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Today I made my way to work as per normal, just that it's on a weekend, lolol. I bought another nasilemak, and ate the one left from yesterday for breakfast. During lunch I played pingpong and pool with the others after eating, and after work, we stayed back awhile to play somemore, because it'll be the last time we do. We just found out from Begum that we need not come tomorrow for overtime. I even took some pictures of the awesome pantry. At home, I had a simple dinner of softboiled eggs, and then Gramps bought ayam penyet for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1141437449714935206-4724250140357506442?l=menotblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/4724250140357506442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1141437449714935206&amp;postID=4724250140357506442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/4724250140357506442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/4724250140357506442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/2011/10/last-day-at-ea.html' title='Last Day at EA'/><author><name>MadKun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15363289412491279427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EvfaIn4Hbes/THST1QrQ92I/AAAAAAAADjY/cMAOF83zhYk/S220/41670_649128211_2851_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1141437449714935206.post-1158633297156569523</id><published>2011-10-21T22:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T12:10:56.862+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CCK KFC and Drums</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Today, the lead tester from Spain treated the Cert team to a Pastamania lunch because he was going back in a few days. I let Yunte use my card because it cuts around $30 off the bill, woo. The Cert team even formed another line to make orders, lolol. Before we left for the day, Begum informed me and some others that we'd be having overtime for both days of the weekend. I agreed instantly because I have no plans yet. As I made my way to BP for dinner with Bey after work, I realised that I left my nasi lemak meant for lunch inside the fridge. Luckily I'm coming back tomorrow. Bey wanted dinner with me, and Cas also asked me for dinner, but on the other side of the island. As I promised dinner with Bey, I turned Cas down, even though he tried pacifying Bey with bribes. Me and Bey played Photo Hunt while waiting for Jem. We went to find place to eat after he arrived, and eventually ended up in KFC because it was the only place with space. We headed back to ZoneX after dinner, but Bey never get to play because Jem and some other pros spam the machine. Poor Bey. After that, we headed back, and Bey accompanied me as always. Thank you Bey. Love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1141437449714935206-1158633297156569523?l=menotblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/1158633297156569523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1141437449714935206&amp;postID=1158633297156569523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/1158633297156569523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/1158633297156569523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/2011/10/cck-kfc-and-drums.html' title='CCK KFC and Drums'/><author><name>MadKun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15363289412491279427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EvfaIn4Hbes/THST1QrQ92I/AAAAAAAADjY/cMAOF83zhYk/S220/41670_649128211_2851_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1141437449714935206.post-7754591276387448769</id><published>2011-10-16T22:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T12:10:31.779+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Laptopless Week</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Laptopless, not topless. It started last Friday on the 7th. I saw Darren at Buona, and he was working in Ubisoft, lucky guy. I headed off to work with Kok as always. After work, Bey wasn't free to meet me to return my PSP, so I wanted to return home, but then Gene invited me to dinner, and soon after that, Mom asked me too, LOL. So I headed to Tamp first to join them for Carls Jr dinner, just a beef chili fries, but with no extra chili, dang. Like the restaurant just ran out of chili sauce. After I finished, the rest went to watch movie, and I headed for Kembangan to meet my family. We ate chicken rice, before going to Granduncle's home for a visit. It was when I returned home that I found out my laptop died. It just kept repeating the launch sequence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, Saturday arrived, and I headed straight for Acer after eating nasilemak in the morning. At Jurong East interchange, I saw Sgt Poh from Sispec with his family, but I never went to greet him. Not close to him lolol. When I reached Acer and filled up the form, I found out that Dhoby also has a dropoff point, knn! But oh well. They took my lappy in, and I was laptopless from then on. Walked to Chevron's bustop where I took bus to Clementi, then train home. I wanted to buy Mcd, but decided against it. Reached home and I cooked soup with scrambled eggs and bread, and I cleared some of my books and clothes. At night, I cooked 7 French toasts for the family to share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Sunday morning, I settled some of my clothes, before heading to BPP for Mcd while waiting for Bey. As she still wasn't out, I decided to wait for her at her stairs. Bey plucked out my blackheads at one of our usual spots afterwards. We then headed to Lot1 where Bey tried XG, and she did very well for someone new. After playing, we ate at Pastamania and Bey tried the seafood. We had a few more rounds of XG, before we headed home. We needed to rush back because her brother forgot the house keys, and so we parted ways at KSL for the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Friday, EA had Happy Hour. Means food! More acccurately, pizzas! The testing side went out first and took almost everything and there was almost nothing left for the admin side, LOL. After work, me and Kok wanted to join the rest for dinner, but due to miscommunication, me and Kok wasted moeny to travel to Buoan with Shawn, only to come back to one-north to join the rest, zz. We dined at Pastamania, and they used my card for discounts. I didn't eat because of the happy hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I had a new breakfast, but the egg just doesn't kick off well with the ham and cheese sandwich, lolz. Messaged Bear that I won't be able to attend the Cert dinner because of GH's baby shower event. I headed to BP to meet Bey for lunch. On the way there, the PIE was jammed thanks to a 7 vehicle pileup. When I met up with Bey and took 922, we saw Rei and Char walking out of their block, lolz. At Fajar, I wanted to search for stationery as a present for GH's baby, but decided against it because WZ said by the time he can use it the things will be unusable lolol. After eating at Mcd, we went to the pasarmalam across the road where Bey bought shark's fin. Then I headed for Tamp to meet the rest who were heading to GH's event. It was a long ride, so I completed my Mcd miniature set in the bus, which I won from instant prize. Then there's this Indian women who placed her meat plastic bag on the seat and when she alighted, there was blood on it, zz. I saw JiaLi board the bus, and tried to call her while standing next to her, but she thought I called the wrong person, lawl. Met up with KK, WZ, Franklin and Michelle, and took 29. We talked so much on the bus that we alighted one stop later, ouch. Walked back to the chalet area and found the unit. The funniest thing that happened was that GH couldn't find his baby when we wanted to see it, when all along he was in the middle of the hall being so obvious, LOL. KK, WZ and me started the BBQ when Frank, Mich and JiaLi left, and we conquered the area till past midnight, LOL. Because the catered food seems better to the rest of the guests. After finished cooking what we needed, the 3 of us headed back inside to watch MMA while chomping on whatever we've prepared. Then we shared a taxi home since we all live within walking distance from one another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had Mee Sedaap for breakfast today, and then I headed over to BP for a short pasarmalam outing with Bey. We bought a lot of stuff, including otah, bandung, tako and sharkfin. We then sat at one spot we haven't went to since Bey was in lower secondary, and we ate everything there. We then took LRT to CCK, and Bey played XG, before we headed to Pastamania for dinner. Bey didn't eat much, and we decided to dabao her pasta, which I eventually took home. That was it for today really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1141437449714935206-7754591276387448769?l=menotblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/7754591276387448769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1141437449714935206&amp;postID=7754591276387448769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/7754591276387448769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/7754591276387448769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/2011/10/laptopless-week.html' title='Laptopless Week'/><author><name>MadKun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15363289412491279427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EvfaIn4Hbes/THST1QrQ92I/AAAAAAAADjY/cMAOF83zhYk/S220/41670_649128211_2851_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1141437449714935206.post-4412415250507603650</id><published>2011-10-01T23:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-07T17:54:46.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No-Jacket, No-Dinner-Space Outing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Today I headed over to Bp to meet Bey, and Bey bought bread for us to share at the bustop, while waiting for our bus to Bugis. I wanted to go there to find jackets. Upon reaching Bugis, we went to LJS to eat, and Bey got her Milo Blast. We searched Bugis street but there wasn't any shop that sells nice jackets. Despite my dismay, we headed over to Iluma where Bey drummed. We took train to Tamp after that because apparently there was an inpromptu dinner. We searched for them, but we found out that we were at the wrong mall, LOL. Because both CS and TM have Guardian. Anyway I saw Randy, from Viper, at TM on the way out. His height and head shape gave him away LOL. We found the guys but the there wasn't enough space for us, so me and Bey went to Pastamania instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We shared a plate, and then off to Starbucks with the rest. I found out at Starbucks that Brian from Charlie Sispec is Cas's childhood friend, lolol. He was working there. Kok, Amanda, Gene and Cas were playing Hanging with Friends, and I joined in, and solved like 90% of the words, LOL. We headed home shortly after. I sent Bey back, taking the long way to SimLim because she wanted to lie on my lap for a longer period. Bey so cute. On 960 though, there wasn't any seats, and we got to watch some hentai show on the bus because a dude in his 30s was watching it while holding up his iPhone. Smart, LOL. After I got my bus, I fell asleep and missed Trellis stop, so I had to  wait till 966 reach Eunos before I can change. Thank you for coming out with me today Bey. Goodday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1141437449714935206-4412415250507603650?l=menotblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/4412415250507603650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1141437449714935206&amp;postID=4412415250507603650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/4412415250507603650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/4412415250507603650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/2011/10/no-jacket-no-dinner-space-outing.html' title='No-Jacket, No-Dinner-Space Outing'/><author><name>MadKun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15363289412491279427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EvfaIn4Hbes/THST1QrQ92I/AAAAAAAADjY/cMAOF83zhYk/S220/41670_649128211_2851_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1141437449714935206.post-335905172118769391</id><published>2011-09-30T23:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-07T17:41:13.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Week of EA Again</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The first week of EA is.. Awesome. Cannot write much about the work so I'll just say what I do everyday. I'd buy nasi lemak from home, two packets, to eat during lunch, whilst keeping it in the pantry fridge till then and heating it up again at lunchtime. Travelled to Buona alone because I tried clashing up with Kok but it was difficult getting into the same train as him, let alone the same carriage, so we decided to solo till Buona. We'd take the shuttle bus, along with Leo and Bear if they were around. Then we'd part ways in front of Fusion, and off to work. After eating during lunch I'd usually play pool or table tennis, depending on who was free. I never went down much, only on the first day because there wasn't nasi lemak. And I took the train and not the bus because it only takes a little bit more than half an hour to reach Buona from Eunos, which is convenient, minus the pain on my back while standing all the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, it was raining in the morning, so I brought an umbrella. But after work I forgot to take it home, LOL. I followed Kok to Clarke Quay where he sent his equipment to his old workplace, Brewerks. We then took the train again down to Harbourfront, to meet Amanda and some of her friends for dinner. We ate at Pizza Hut, and the BF of one of her friends is an arsenal fan, so me and him talked quite a lot during the session. After the dinner, I planned to take the bus home, but decided against it because of time. Goodday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1141437449714935206-335905172118769391?l=menotblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/335905172118769391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1141437449714935206&amp;postID=335905172118769391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/335905172118769391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/335905172118769391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/2011/09/first-week-of-ea-again.html' title='First Week of EA Again'/><author><name>MadKun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15363289412491279427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EvfaIn4Hbes/THST1QrQ92I/AAAAAAAADjY/cMAOF83zhYk/S220/41670_649128211_2851_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1141437449714935206.post-864221968439749468</id><published>2011-09-26T20:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-07T15:30:06.204+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Day at EA Again</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yesterday was my last day of freedom. I spent yesterday washing dishes in the toilet, LOL. Because the sink leaked. It Lil Sis's birthday party, worse. Went to buy ice at 7/11 across the street, and bumped into Guardsman WeiZhi who was jogging around, lolol. He was training for his upcoming IPPT. I'm sort of in charge of throwing rubbish too, LOL. Anyway at night, I swept the whole house, before heading for bed and starting work the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so the next day arrived, which is today. Wanted to buy nasi lemak but it haven't arrived yet, so I went straight for work. Took 5 then 14 at Far East, and arrived 5min before time., luckily, thanks to me running from AYE to Fusion. Bumped into Leonard from GET at the EA floor, and I found out that the Redbull sells for 50c there wtf. Anyway, after introduction, we started working on NFS The Run, due to come out later this year I think. Lunchtime came, and I went down with the rest. Bear intro me to the nasi padang stall, and I bought nasi lemak at $3, ouch. I saw BMT Shawn at the foodcourt too, but never said hi. And Kok soon after that, but he was too busy with his colleagues. I got the chance to pray at work, thanks to Begum, wahaha. I found out that there was a shuttle bus from Fusion to  Buona, so I took it with Leo after work, who crammed in as the last guy. Kok was waiting for us at the MRT, and then we headed home together. Working at EA again feels awesome, and the office got larger too. Downside is, no more personal devices, aww. Goodday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1141437449714935206-864221968439749468?l=menotblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/864221968439749468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1141437449714935206&amp;postID=864221968439749468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/864221968439749468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/864221968439749468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/2011/09/first-day-at-ea-again.html' title='First Day at EA Again'/><author><name>MadKun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15363289412491279427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EvfaIn4Hbes/THST1QrQ92I/AAAAAAAADjY/cMAOF83zhYk/S220/41670_649128211_2851_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1141437449714935206.post-3822909447516785430</id><published>2011-09-24T22:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-06T20:09:13.762+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Week of Freedom</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And so after weeks of unemployment, finally I'm getting some work, back in EA. Starting this Monday, so it's the last week of freedom before I start. On Tuesday, I spring-cleaned my room. Cleared like 80% of the dust collected over 5 years, and also got rid of most of my secondary school books and papers. After vacuuming, I still got clothes and rearranging of items to do, but I decided to take a breather. Took a shower and headed to Tamp to print my resume. I was going out to meet the hiring company of EA, Kelly, which is located at Tanjong Pagar. Dropped by PLC and saw Uncle Thomas working for Mr Lee again. After a quick chat, went to print my resume, which was expensive thanks to the quality of the paper, haiz. Took the train to Tanjong Pagar after I bought Mcd lunch, and ate at one of the sitting areas there. I could've sworn I saw Sgt Kenji from Supt Course there, smoking away. Went to the office and applied for work. I sniggered at the recceptionist's attempt to read my email, lawl. After settling my stuff there, I headed off home, and only realised I left iMadKun there in the train. Luckily the receptionist saw it and kept it for me, so I guess I'd be returning there the following day to get it. Upon reaching home, I tidied up my room and left the clothes for another day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Wednesday, I went downstairs to buy breakfast, and bumped into one of my cousins who love to buy nasilemak there. He bought one  for me and Gramps each, LOL. Yay saved money. Approaching afternoon, I recalled that I had an appointment at NUH, and so I made my way there after cancelling lunch with Bey. I rushed to Tanjong Pagar first to get iMadKun, and then a bus to NUH. At NUH, after my acupunture, there was still some time before my ortho appointment, so I decided to find food. Asked Sunsnow and Shawn about places to eat at, but they didn't sound appealling, so in the end I bought a vending machine cup of Coke and Macaroni Cheese from 7/11. Fucking expensive! My appointment was supposed to be at 1530, but I waited and waited there until 1700, and eventually left after cancelling the appointment. Met Bey at BBP for Pizza Hut dinner and got the imba Girl Guides cookies from her. We had pizza Cheesy Treats and couldn't finish. Char arrived to help us out lolz. Her BF came too, to meet up with her. As we parted from her and her BF at the escalator, I bumped into Zen. Random. We headed upstairs to Timezone to play a bit of Photo Hunt, before I left for home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I rode my bike to the mosque for prayers and bumped into one of my secondary school cleaners there. He was going to perform the pilgrimage in the coming months ahead. I wished him all the best for his journey. I bought Mcd dabao, and almost witnessed a secondary school boy being by a taxi for playing his phone while crossing the road not in his favour. In the evening, we set off to buy things for Lil Sis's party at Sheng Siong, and then we headed to Lagoon to eat supper. Today I headed to West Mall to have breakfast with two girls who wanted to eat at BK. I reached and searched the mall for an ATM, but could only find at the MRT, gawd. I reached and even had time to line up, and when the two West girls arrived, it was always normal hours. It was a close shave because I got my order on the last minute, and the poor people from the other lanes that never budged, never got their breakfast. Phew. We got an extra Milo for free, LOL. Bey gave me another Girl Guide cookie box, in exchange for a bunny coin box from me. We parted from Char at BP, and Bey treated me to a Redbull for a hard day's work. We headed to PS to meet Jem, but instead I bumped into Zen again, LOL. Stalked him from bustop to the second floor of PS, lawl. At Star Factory, there was a Malay guy who inserted credit into DM and ran away after choosing Easy mode. Poor Bey had to tahan that session. Jem arrived and after he played a few rounds, we headed over to Cine, where they continued playing, after I claimed a free Coke from Mcd. We saw the same guys from the last time we were there, but this time they got their own drummer so Jem wasn't needed, lawl. We ate at KFC after that, and I bumped into Esmond and one of his friends who is one the sergeants from Bedok Guards too. Some Quek guy. Jem and Bey drummed again, before we headed home. At Pending, me and Bey wanted to share a drink, but the vending machine ate our dollar up, zz. Thank you for spending time with me in my final week of freedom Bey. Goodday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1141437449714935206-3822909447516785430?l=menotblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/3822909447516785430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1141437449714935206&amp;postID=3822909447516785430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/3822909447516785430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/3822909447516785430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/2011/09/last-week-of-freedom.html' title='Last Week of Freedom'/><author><name>MadKun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15363289412491279427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EvfaIn4Hbes/THST1QrQ92I/AAAAAAAADjY/cMAOF83zhYk/S220/41670_649128211_2851_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1141437449714935206.post-5737362709813980113</id><published>2011-09-18T21:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-03T18:56:56.517+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pasarmalam Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Today's post is short and sweet, even though it's a special occasion. Today is Bey's birthday, and I was Dotaing alone in the morning, when Bey called and said she felt like going out, so I stopped halfway and left for BP. The pasarmalam was still ongoing, so we bought some things to share. Bey bought blackcurrant for her drink, but it wasn't that nice. We went to one of our favourite places to share whatever loot we had, and upon finishing everything, we went back there again to buy more, LOL. Well, more for dinner, because we were quite full, so we took some home ourselves. Bey waited with me till I got my bus. Pecked her forehead, and left for home after wishing her again. Hope you had a memorable day Bey. Good day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1141437449714935206-5737362709813980113?l=menotblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/5737362709813980113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1141437449714935206&amp;postID=5737362709813980113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/5737362709813980113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/5737362709813980113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/2011/09/pasarmalam-birthday.html' title='Pasarmalam Birthday'/><author><name>MadKun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15363289412491279427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EvfaIn4Hbes/THST1QrQ92I/AAAAAAAADjY/cMAOF83zhYk/S220/41670_649128211_2851_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1141437449714935206.post-4206674051465829991</id><published>2011-09-17T23:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-03T18:49:37.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Two Eventful Saturdays</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Last Saturday was quite an eventful day. Headed to BP quite quickly thanks to successive 5 and 966, and shitted at the kopitiam there while waiting for Bey to come down. We headed to Lot1 where me and Bey shared two plates of Bey's favourite pastas. I went to shit again after eating, lawl. Took LRT to Pending after eating, and headed home. An uncle on 966 asked about the bus route and where it's headed, so I gladly answered, lolol. Good Samaritan. The journey home was also quick thanks to quick buses. Followed family visiting, first to Hougang, one of Mom's colleague's home, and ate meerebus there. Then we headed to Jurong, where there's an open house cum Hari Raya celebration thingy, so we ate somemore. Headed to Woodlands after that, and from there I took buses to airport, where Sam would be leaving. I nearly took the wrong bus at Selatar, going back to Woodlands sia, LOL. Luckily the driver stopped me. Upon reaching airport, met the rest at Popeye, then we went to find Sam at the kopitiam with Fats and his GF. All of us then accompanied Sam to the Departure Hall, and watched him as he passed the gates and out of our sight. We parted then, and I took the train with Jem and Fats, dropping off at Eunos, and off home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was also eventful, given that the past week I've been sick and bedridden. Luckily I've recovered and well. Headed off to BP once again, and met Zahrah in 5, who also happened to drop at Trellis. She was going out visiting with her friends. At Bey's block, I bought bread and Redbull while waiting, and when she came down, we went to the pasarmalam nearby to buy Bandung and other goodies. We took a bus to Bugis, where we were planning to play LAN, with Shawn and Del and last-minute entry Gene, because tomorrow is Bey's special day, so we celebrated today. Upon reaching Bugis, we headed to Iluma arcade while waiting for the rest, and I saw Boris there, but wasn't sure it was him, without all the facial hair, lolol. We Dotaed all the way, and I paid for the 4 of us, excluding Gene, who I told Shawn and Del to share, and then I got my karma, because we went to watch Johnny English for free as they shared my share, lawl. Even though it was somewhat a loss, but it was worth it, because we just couldn't stop laughing during the movie. After that, I sent Bey home, wished her an advanced birthday, and headed home myself. Happy birthday Bey, love you so much. Till next time then, goodnight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1141437449714935206-4206674051465829991?l=menotblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/4206674051465829991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1141437449714935206&amp;postID=4206674051465829991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/4206674051465829991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/4206674051465829991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/2011/09/two-eventful-saturdays.html' title='Two Eventful Saturdays'/><author><name>MadKun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15363289412491279427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EvfaIn4Hbes/THST1QrQ92I/AAAAAAAADjY/cMAOF83zhYk/S220/41670_649128211_2851_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1141437449714935206.post-8761051868203512777</id><published>2011-09-09T23:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-03T06:13:54.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ORD Week</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;On Saturday, I had one of the scariest moments of my life. iMadKun had a temporary death, phew. Whole day I felt sleepy, but at night, Mom and Dad bought tulang for dinner, before I booked in to camp, thanks to Dad sending me with his bike. Sunday morning, I set off from NSC at around 0400, to Tengah Airbase to book in the vehicle for safety, and then escort a tonner to PLAD to get ammunition. At the firing site, Man threw rocks into the pond there to pass time. After firing, we were back in camp, and out within 15mins as always. Went to meet Bey, who showed me her report book. Folded my Smart4 in the bus ride to CCK, and we ate two of Bey's favourite pasta with no meals. Bought noodles at NTUC, before making my way to cousin's house in Teck Whye after sending Bey, where I joined my family for Hari Raya visiting, bathing at the said cousin's place, woo. While people karaoke, I cooled down after a day in the jungle and out with Bey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, I woke up one hour late on Monday morning, and in the end had to have Dad send me to camp in order not to be late. Packed nasi lemak from the canteen before making my way to MT Line. Updated mileage today and washed the OUV I used on Sunday. Went for FFI, and found out that I was fit for everything, even my wisddom tooth, wtf. Followed Mizi to Hendon for his mask fitting, and get back field pack because he was taking over me starting that day. Thanks to Hamzah for driving us there. All the way I felt sleepy, and we even went to Selarang for Naz to send things to S1. I wanted to find Joseph, but he was on leave. We went to the Esso near there, and I bought curry puff and sandwich for snacks on the ride back. Upon arrival back in NSC, I slept till fallout, and carried both my field pack and sect comd bag out, ouch. At night, I followed my family to one of my granduncle's shop in Haig Road, for Hari Raya visiting because he wasn't home. Then we went to one of Mom's friends' home near ours, where I watched a bit of City Hunter because they were watching it, lolol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday arrived, and I bought prata and curry puff in the morning. I slept till around lunch when I needed to go off for my acupunture. Had Mr Ashok sign my offpass, and I was off home to change. At the bustop outside NSC, I saw 2SG Hanif in a tonner lolol. Then back at home, I passed by a 3tonner with WO Mahendran as the tester, nice. I headed off to NUH immediately after changing, and after my appointment, I was told that I'd be attending acupunture only once fortnightly. On the way back, Del messaged me for dinner, but I was already on the way to Clementi to meet Bey. We shared an LJS special together, and then off to City Vibe where Bey drummed with a hihat missing the pad, and snare having a hole. I tried playing one song, and died instantly. Inokoi somemore. At night, we Dotaed together, and out of the rare times, Bey performed well. On Wednesday, I cooked noodles in the morning, and I ended up in camp late. There was this tattoo guy also late with me, but he got punished. I slid past the CSM, and ninjaed upstairs. My detail at 0800 was cancelled, and I ended up following Rahman and Saiful to Bedok to collect a medic tonner. At first we went to FMW where Ethan met Rahman, school friends, and I met Gene. At the canteen, I ran into almost the whole gang, inclusing Sgt Matt, Vincent, Sim and Haris. Then usual Sgt Matt made noises about us taking the BCS, but like I care. Along the way to Clementi to send the BCS, Rahman drove so slowly in the GPCar that an OUV overtook us, LOL. Then I navigated wrongly, and we ended up taking a risk by heading out to a Geylang road and Uturning back into PIE. It was a lucky risk. Upon reaching Clementi, I met Harli from driving course, who's a driver there. On the way back to NSC, I treated Man and Ful to a milk drink, for making them panic along the way thanks to my navigation. I slept till fallout, and then found out that Man hid my beret. I needed to go home and change before going for Naz's chalet birthday, but this stunt took some time away. On the way home I fell asleep and ended up deep inside Thomson. So more time wasted. On the way to the chalet, Muhammad nudged me in the bus, and we took another bus in together. Bob fetched us outside because we needed to walk in. Had nothing to do there, except watch people drink and make fun of each other. I talked to Bey most of the night, and then Bob sent us back one by one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was a short day. Heck, I wasn't even meant to be in NSC. Well, here goes. Usual morning, bought prata and got the wrong curry sadly. Bob drove some of us to the canteen where we bought some more food, and Mizi spilled Naz's milo at MT Line, lolol. I was surfing the net, when suddenly WO Jeff walked behind me and asked why was I there, LOL. The next thing I know I was on the way out of NSC with an offpass, bidding farewell to most of the MT Line, and thanking several people for their help during this one month. Alex was also released because he ORD same day as me. I talked to him about my fucked-up NS life on the way home. I Dotaed one round at home, before leaving to meet Bey, though I was late, and thus Bey had no time to go home change because she was waiting for me all along. Had banmian and Tenderbest at Greenridge, before sending her home. Finally, today arrived. Well, I was going to go to Selarang in the afternoon, so I Dota with Bey in the morning while eating noodle. At Selarang, I met fellow ORD personnel Joseph and Alex, and XiaoJie who was there to send documents, and Andika who just happened to be there. We arrived at 1330, but only got our certs at 1530. Very efficient. All prefer lunch then helping people clear ORD. I read my testimony. Satisfactory for everything, LOL. You guys kinda forget who NEVER absent for no good reason during falling in, nor taken MC for fun. That's Bedok MT Line for you. Fucked up thanks to old soldiers. Walked with Alex out, since Joseph was waiting for people, and bumped into Abd and Ashary at the gate. I was on the way home, when halfway I changed course to BP instead. Bought bread and ate at Bey's neighbouring block, while Bey used her binos to see me from afar. Headed over to Jem's, who was sleeping, and so I Dotaed and watched Conan on his comp until we left for Tamp. Saw JiaLi in 23, but wasn't sure if it was her, so I never said anything. At Tamp, ate KFC with Jem because meeting up with the rest at Starbucks for Sam's final kopi before he leaves the country. Coburn was there, I was surprised. As a parting gift, I wanted to give Sam one of my condoms, but he rejected it, lawl. Came home after everyone parted. ORD loh! Goodbye SAF. Thanks for breaking my back. Till next time then, goodnight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1141437449714935206-8761051868203512777?l=menotblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/8761051868203512777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1141437449714935206&amp;postID=8761051868203512777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/8761051868203512777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/8761051868203512777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/2011/09/ord-week.html' title='ORD Week'/><author><name>MadKun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15363289412491279427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EvfaIn4Hbes/THST1QrQ92I/AAAAAAAADjY/cMAOF83zhYk/S220/41670_649128211_2851_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1141437449714935206.post-2204227806129897922</id><published>2011-09-02T23:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-27T17:12:30.421+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sushi and Kok Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I bought Redbull this morning, thinking that Bey could accompany me to camp, but she couldn't. I went to shit at AMK inter, and met Dom the medic at the long bus line. I forgot that today is the start of the holidays, so there weren't any students around, so I wonder why the bus line was still long. Had breakfast with Man at the ADF mess, and took another shit, and found out that the ADF mess looks like a hotel toilet. We cleared the Engineers stores, and we supposedly able to book out right after that, but our dear Mr. Nava played with our bookout timing, even after me, Rahman and Hairi were halfway out of camp. We returned back to MT Line, only to find out that we could go home the moment we stepped in. Wow. Total waste of like, half an hour because of how big Nee Soon is. Thanks to early bookout, I had time to go sushi buffet with Bey but she had to travel to Tampines by herself, while getting off at the wrong stop and having to take an alternate route, because she mixed up all the landmarks before her stop, lolol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At Sakae, we had spams of my favourite sushi on the belt, without having to order much. It was one fo the greatest buffets we had, thanks to the abundance of ebi and kani. Bey forgot to bring her Girl Guides cookies for me, but luckily we meet regularly nowadays. At the TM traffic, I bumped into Aizat who was crossing the road. At Cas' home in Loyang, we waited for the rest to celebrate Kok's birthday. Watched Balls of Fury with Del, Wes, GY and Yan, and played a few card games. While the rest had BBQ, me and Bey watched on. Luckily we had buffet. At 2100, we left the scene. Back at her place, I skipped one 966 so I could spend more time with Bey. At Pending, the auntie who works at BPP Pizza Hut boarded the bus. Bey could never understand what sshe always talk about when she presented the menu to us, lolol. I fell asleep in the bus, but luckily I woke up just in time to alight. Till next time then, goodnight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1141437449714935206-2204227806129897922?l=menotblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/2204227806129897922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1141437449714935206&amp;postID=2204227806129897922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/2204227806129897922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/2204227806129897922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/2011/09/sushi-and-kok-birthday.html' title='Sushi and Kok Birthday'/><author><name>MadKun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15363289412491279427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EvfaIn4Hbes/THST1QrQ92I/AAAAAAAADjY/cMAOF83zhYk/S220/41670_649128211_2851_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1141437449714935206.post-114953437011149149</id><published>2011-09-01T23:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-22T16:19:22.194+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Early Return from the Jungle</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;As the title says it, we're back early. Met Rahman at the interchange yesterday morning, in CV, lolz. no nasi lemak to buy yesterday because uncle was on Hari Raya mood, so we bought hotdogs instead. Headed for Gedong, and ate at the cookhouse there, but there nothing to buy to munchh on, because the snacks Gedong sold sucks. We headed for a familiar training area where we traine during our supervisor course. Me and Rahman got to sleep at one training shed where we apparently choped for the engineers. That night, we all slept in the tonner, and got bittne freely by mozzies, till I wrapped my arms in my spare uniform. If only I thought of that earlier, lolz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, we moved out at 0600 instead of 0500 luckily, and me, Rahman and Hairi made a campfire at one training area while waiting for them to settle down lolz. But the training was so fast, then we had to put out the fire halfway. At Gedong, I couldn't bathe after washing the vehicle because I was covering safety. Rahman and Hairi bathed after the stores were cleared, and the engineers accidentally threw our rations away, so Rahman had to buy packed food for us. The two of them got to go back first, because simply I was teh safety driver. On the way back, Encik Jeff asked me again if I wanted to extend. Given the circumstances, I agreed, but no promises because it was very late. I left my pass in the OUV so I had Rahman to return it to me. Went to Yishun for visiting, yeap, while being smelly. I dropped too early from my destination and had to walk to my uncle's house. I even got time to fold my Smart4 at the void deck while waiting for my family to arrive then we went up together. We also went to Simei where a relative of mine dropped by from KL. That was it for today. Tired and pooped. But luckily we ended one day earlier. Till next time then, goodnight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1141437449714935206-114953437011149149?l=menotblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/114953437011149149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1141437449714935206&amp;postID=114953437011149149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/114953437011149149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/114953437011149149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/2011/09/early-return-from-jungle.html' title='Early Return from the Jungle'/><author><name>MadKun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15363289412491279427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EvfaIn4Hbes/THST1QrQ92I/AAAAAAAADjY/cMAOF83zhYk/S220/41670_649128211_2851_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1141437449714935206.post-1686752770843574198</id><published>2011-08-30T20:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-22T16:06:56.884+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hari Raya</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yesterday was Hari Raya Eve, the last day of the fasting month. In the morning, I prepared my granduncle's medicine because no one was home. CGH called not long after, confirming my appointment, which apparently was made in July, by Bryan the medic spec from Bedok. After clarifying with them, I was reminded of acupunture that day because I would be on exercise later in the week. Met Karkoon at the bustop, and off I go to NUH. Bey wasn't fetching me after my appointment, so I headed off home instead. Along the way, at Kallang while waiting for my 2nd bus, an auntie's card fell under the bus she was about to board, and she was panicking. Showed some sense of samaritaness when I dived under and grabbed her card for her. It was a bad decision to change route to get home because I was stuck at Kaki Bukit thanks to a jam and road alteration. I was heading to Secret Recipe to break fast with Gene, Del, Firo, Cas and Shawn. Upon arrival, me, Del and Gene ordered first while waiting for the rest. For dessert, the 6 of us headed to NYDC, but left the place after seeing the prices, and that was AFTER we were seated, omg. The embarrassment, lolz. In the end we went to Mcd. Me and Shawn had sundaes while the rest shared a Family Box. Bumped into Ah Boon who was a promoter in Best Denki, and then Amanda, who came to Mcd to study. Left for home after the dessert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning, me, Dad, Bro, Gramps and granduncle headed for the mosque at Telok Kurau. I bumped into my Primary and Secndary schoolmate Hadi there, who's currently working in SGH, lucky guy. Went back home and juggle dota and laundry, minus serving the people, because I had to pack my bags for the jungle adventures in the days ahead. Well, nothing much for the first day, alot of people as usual, and a hefty $21 for green packets for the 22yo, hehe. Tomorrow, on too camp and the jungle. Till next time then, goodnight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1141437449714935206-1686752770843574198?l=menotblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/1686752770843574198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1141437449714935206&amp;postID=1686752770843574198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/1686752770843574198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/1686752770843574198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/2011/08/hari-raya.html' title='Hari Raya'/><author><name>MadKun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15363289412491279427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EvfaIn4Hbes/THST1QrQ92I/AAAAAAAADjY/cMAOF83zhYk/S220/41670_649128211_2851_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1141437449714935206.post-2730192276505599020</id><published>2011-08-28T23:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-22T15:49:21.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Last Weekend of the Fasting Month</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;On Thursday, I got scammed 30c in the bus ride in the morning. Luckily it's only 30c, but still, zz. I came home to sleep after my bustling bus rides, and was dusturbed twice by granduncle. Ah, the uncertainties of an old man living in a new house. In the afternoon, I set off for BP to break fast with Bey. As we reached BPP early, we walked around the library and also bought noodle from NTUC. Went to Kopitiam where Bey treated me to a Japanese meal. Thank you so much Bey, love you. And then, as thanks, I bought bubble tea at the CC for us to share while walking home together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday arrived, and I headed back to camp since my leave ended. Shared an umbrella with Rahman from the bustop to MT Line because of the heavy rain. Took blood test at the medical centre, and literally fainted from 1000 to 1600, and still feel giddy. Got scolded from Mom because I was suppsoed to break fast upon withdrawing blood. Guess I wasn't aware, haha. After praking tonners with Robby at Beaver Square, we were released by YongKhhiam with no fallin, lawl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I slept till 1100 yesterday, woke up to vote with my family, came back home to play dota nd Pokemon with Bey the whole afternoon, before taking a bus to Bedok to break fast with my family, because there was not enough space in the car. Had cheese fries there in addition to ayam penyet and cockles, perfect! Saw Shafiq Black from Bedok, eating with his family, but I pretended not to know them, not after what the place did to me. Well, apart from a few exceptions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had Mcd for pre-dawn meal today, and nearly had a wrong order thanks to a deaf counter person. Went back home to snooze. Headed over to BP to find Bey, and Bey was 15min late. I had time to help her with her clothing as she felt uncomfortable, while we waited for Jem, who was also 15min late from the time we promised to meet. Like father like daughter, lolz. Headed to Cineleisure where they played drums, and Jem got to play with strangers. I broke fast in the arcade with my water bottle because they were still playing at break fast time. We went to Pastamania, KFC and BK but they were all full. In the end, we went to Mcd and shared a Family Box for 3. In the bus ride home, it smelled like vomit. Not surprising, since we were in town. But I fell asleep anyway, because Bey was right next to me. That was it for today. Till next time then, goodnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1141437449714935206-2730192276505599020?l=menotblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/2730192276505599020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1141437449714935206&amp;postID=2730192276505599020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/2730192276505599020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/2730192276505599020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/2011/08/last-weekend-of-fasting-month.html' title='The Last Weekend of the Fasting Month'/><author><name>MadKun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15363289412491279427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EvfaIn4Hbes/THST1QrQ92I/AAAAAAAADjY/cMAOF83zhYk/S220/41670_649128211_2851_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1141437449714935206.post-5310023014703466387</id><published>2011-08-24T22:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-22T14:02:08.787+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Lot of Trips</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Today, I couldn't take it anymore. I went out early in the morning to optimise the usage of my concession, and as little time remaining, to turn my leave into a non-boring period of staying at home and do nothing. Took 66 towards Dunearn, change to 171 to Yishun, and then take 854 back home. Long trip around Singapore in the morning, to see the bustling crowd as I was a free soul. Went home to change into normalwear, and headed for my haircut. It wasn't open yet, so I headed off to the nearby kopitiam to shit, and when I headed back, there were no customers, and the door sign still said 'Closed', so I sat outside and played iMadKun. It wasn't until someone asked me if the shop is open, that I went in and checked, and it was open afterall, zz. It took like 15mins after the opening time for me to actually gathered enough courage to check, and that was because someone asked me to, lolz. As the person cut my hair, she noticed alot of dandruff, and recommended to me one of the products, but luckily I only brought $10, phew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After cleaning up at home, I headed over to BP. And the first bus ride was very unpleasant thanks to a couple of Indian kids back from school. I'm not being racist, but bloody hell they must've played some catching game till they sweat and stink so much. Luckily it was a short ride. At Trellis, I saw Weilin from TP, going to NUS for school. Haiz, lucky fellows. Met Bey at Greenridge, her in her uniform, and I accomapnied her home. There were alot of cockroaches on the way because of some pest-ridding activity, and Bey was being so cute. Went to POSB after Bey reached home, to change my NETS card to a Debit. Came home and thought there was going to be a Kok chill session, but apparently no one was free, so there was nothing else for the night. Till next time then, goodnight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1141437449714935206-5310023014703466387?l=menotblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/5310023014703466387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1141437449714935206&amp;postID=5310023014703466387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/5310023014703466387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/5310023014703466387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/2011/08/lot-of-trips.html' title='A Lot of Trips'/><author><name>MadKun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15363289412491279427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EvfaIn4Hbes/THST1QrQ92I/AAAAAAAADjY/cMAOF83zhYk/S220/41670_649128211_2851_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1141437449714935206.post-9030895006125773791</id><published>2011-08-21T21:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-22T13:50:43.697+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Box, and Granny's Death</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;On Friday, I brought Bro to pray at the mosque, where I bumped into Ashary. I set off for NUH, and encountered a very noisy Singh in the bus. Upon reaching, I had to book another appointment, but all the Friday slots were taken because of the army dudes no need to report back to camp. That day was my most painful session yet, because I couldn't even move without feeling heat and sharp pain. Went over to BPP and visited the toilet for business, and then Bey arrived to accompany me break fast. It was still quite early, so we went to Timezone where Bey topup her card. We went to Mcd and shared a Family Box, with alot of people looking at us because it was simply too much for two skinny people. We packed the fries and apple pies, and on the way home, I helped plastered Bey's foot because of blister. We sat down awhile, and Bey played with my Tiny Tower while her foot recover a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, bad news happened early in the morning. My grandaunt who resides in Telok Kurau passed away, and thus, I was unable to meet Bey, even though it's a Sunday. Had to go to my aunt's place in Changi where the funeral was held, and then off to the cemetery for the burial. We broke fast at the home after the burial, and that pretty much sums up the long day. But the surprise came when we were about to go home. Granduncle said he wanted to stay with us, because he didn't really like the family there, and how his treatment was. So in the end, Dad, being the kind-hearted soul he is, took him in. And I'm foreseeing people seeing Dad as a person after granduncle's money. Stupid relatives. Till next time then, goodnight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1141437449714935206-9030895006125773791?l=menotblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/9030895006125773791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1141437449714935206&amp;postID=9030895006125773791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/9030895006125773791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/9030895006125773791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/2011/08/grannys-death.html' title='Family Box, and Granny&apos;s Death'/><author><name>MadKun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15363289412491279427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EvfaIn4Hbes/THST1QrQ92I/AAAAAAAADjY/cMAOF83zhYk/S220/41670_649128211_2851_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1141437449714935206.post-6089202089326240533</id><published>2011-08-17T23:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-14T21:20:57.127+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Standby Boy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I booked in to my surprise on Monday morning. I got a call from a guy confirming that I was the driver for the detail that morning. True enough, I was, but the Orderly, Ronald, didn't inform me the previous night, so of course it's not my fault. I rushed from the gate to office, and grabbed everything needed, and left Rahman to lecture Ronald. I was tasked to go to Dieepe, and I met Ken Siew from Charlie, who was an Ops Spec in HQ Guards, lucky ass. I went to fetch the medic from Khatib Camp, and went back again to send documents. I covered safety for the NSmen, so I could slack since they were practising tying up things. I fell asleep and dreamt of something terrible. Rahman was in mmy dream, or nightmare rather, and he brought food for us to break fast, and told us that we 'd be staying here till the following, wtf! But luckily I was woken up by some Encik who wanted my help in getting a special table. After that I roamed around camp with one 3SG, making coffee for the big fucks. After we were done for the detail, I sent the medic back to Khatib, and then made my way back to Nee Soon. I also found out that I had detail the following day, at the transit gap. A boring place. And when I reached the interchange after I booked out, the timing cheated me. It took two buses' worth of waiting time. They skipped one timing, bloody hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday morning, I got wind of being on standby, sian. Just nice before I ORD. Me and Rahman went to the Emart to buy stuff for the standby, like range card and batteries. We headed over to the transit gap, and it was there that I found out I'd be on standby till I ORD. Fuck. What's wrong, I was also going on exercise with the rest because of lack of manpower. Rahman took me back to MT Line where I pleaded Khai to take over me. And then we were let off early to prepare for my standby. That night, we went to visit Grandaunt at SGH. She was in critical condition. After bidding her well, we left for home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Rahman met at AMK this morning, with our big-sized bags, ready to standby. Luckily, Keem was available at the gate to ferry us in. After settling down the stuff, me, Rahman and Mizi had to orientate a group of NSmen on the 5ton. Rahman went out for something urgent, and he forgot his camp pass, so I had to deliver it to him via OUV, getting bitten by a mozzie inside of the vehicle, gawd. There was a problem with ITMS this afternoon, and thus we couldn't move out for Hendon for our briefing. We went out anyway because standby is more important. Upon reaching Hendon, we checked out things, and 2LT Wee gave me a bottle full of powder because mine was half. We went to the ggift shop and met with the most interesting vendor the SAF ever had, or at least the one I encountered. Headed to Selarang to send the MTO, and I tried to meet Maman and Andika, but the former was on course and the other was in DB, lolz. We headed back to Nee Soon, straight to the medical centre, where Rahman reported sick. Bumped into Jem who was there for dental FFI, and then I waited for Rahman's medicine while he went to send the GPcar to MT Line. I drove Rahman out using the OUV. Returned home and ate at home, before heading overr to Tamp to talk to Mr Lee about any vacancies. Cindy and Mrs Lee were there too, but unluckily there wasn't any slots left, because surprise surprise Yanhao worked there before and now Cas, lolz. On the way back home, I bought a Pepper McGrill meal dabao. Well, looks like time to find other jobs. Till next time then, goodnight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1141437449714935206-6089202089326240533?l=menotblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/6089202089326240533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1141437449714935206&amp;postID=6089202089326240533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/6089202089326240533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/6089202089326240533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/2011/08/standby-boy.html' title='Standby Boy'/><author><name>MadKun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15363289412491279427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EvfaIn4Hbes/THST1QrQ92I/AAAAAAAADjY/cMAOF83zhYk/S220/41670_649128211_2851_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1141437449714935206.post-4615912544318918075</id><published>2011-08-13T22:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-14T20:46:13.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alumni Gathering, and Geylang with Bey</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Nothing of the sort. We were at the 'good' part of Geylang =D. Alright so today we had this alumni thingy at TP, WITH FREE LUNCH. Alright let's ignore that part. I met up with Del at the Mushroom and then we headed to the IT block for the meeting place. After registering, John Chee appeared next to me and asked why I was so thin. I used fasting month as the reason, though I didn't really see much difference in my body mass. After the register, we headed inside the room and waited, and one by one people came in. Among some people we know, Rayson, Eng Soon, Shaik and Jason made an appearance, and from our side, Shawn, GY, Sam and Kok. After the talk, we, okay they, went to the other room for lunch, while I waited outside, joined by Shaik and later on, Amanda who just arrived. PeiFen was there too, but she like only reached when the thing was over, lawl. I managed to get away from the 'Choy trap' by introducing Rio to the group. Phew. After they finished talking to one another, me, GY, Shawn, Del and Shaik walked over to SAFRA, to play pool. We even played the 'other hand' game, using our non-master hand. Though Shawn seemed like he can do anything after a few tries. Bey arrived not too long after, and I got a new table just for the two of us. Amanda arrived and joined the other table, and we played till around 1745.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Bey left SAFRA, along with Shaik who was making his way to my favourite chicken rice place in Kembangan. But a promise was already made for me to bring Bey to Geylang to enjoy the food at the bazaar. While I was queueing for the dengdeng, I saw 2WO Adnan a couple of places in front of me. Lucky he never turned around, lolz. After we bought our fair share food, including briyani, takoyaki, shark's fin, fishballs, and vadai, me and Bey headed back to BP. We ate at the void deck near the CC, since there's a toilet there we could use as well. We bought drinks at the kopitiam, and then I accompanied Bey to BPP to buy food for her mom, and sushi for ourselves. Bey just couldn't help melting at pasarmalams. So cute. Till next time then, goodnight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1141437449714935206-4615912544318918075?l=menotblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/4615912544318918075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1141437449714935206&amp;postID=4615912544318918075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/4615912544318918075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/4615912544318918075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/2011/08/alumni-gathering-and-geylang-with-bey.html' title='Alumni Gathering, and Geylang with Bey'/><author><name>MadKun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15363289412491279427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EvfaIn4Hbes/THST1QrQ92I/AAAAAAAADjY/cMAOF83zhYk/S220/41670_649128211_2851_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1141437449714935206.post-5777879723031763162</id><published>2011-08-12T23:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-21T13:03:40.829+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Topups and Bugis</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yesterday, I had a simple task to do in the morning. Hang the new first aid kit. How simple, LOL. But I had to makeshift some stuff to make it hang properly, and that includes comscord, lawl. I also finished my ORD quiz, and then followed Man to topup two OUVs at Upper Thomson. I also followed Muhaimin to topup two 5tons, and during the last topup, we had to wait very long for a vehicle to clear the way, but it never did, so we had to detour. While waiting, I also couldn't call Bey at the station. Upon our return, SSG Mak was in the office. I was under him for YOG, so he found my face familiar, even without the hair. Went home to break fast, and then visited my uncle in TTSH. The longer we spent time there, the more I spent at 7-11, damn. And to my dismay, we headed to some Kallang coffeeshop to eat. And worse, all my siblings never finished what they ordered, haiz. Army changed me, to someone who can finish his food fast, but on the sour side, it sent me into the world without a backbone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I wasn't in camp, again. But I woke up late for my appointment, so I had to make changes, and decided to go after prayers instead. Worse, as I was making my way to BP for prayers, I kena duped by some smelly woman who asked for money to take care of her asthmatic sister, haiz. I wished she really died, or the duper in her place. Upon reaching BP, Bey in her uniform, accompanied me to the mosque, and then she left for home. She didn't want to follow me to NUH, so I went there alone. In 963, I fell asleep, and didn't notice when the vehicle broke down and everbody alighted. Bloody hell no one alerted me. So paiseh. At NUH, I had to correct some mistakes I made like taking the payment card home, LOL. So I had to register. During my acupuncture, Boss called about some gathering tomorrow, and asked me for some people's numbers. After my appointment, I headed over to the Central Library of NUS to wait for Shawn, who I was meeting to go to Bugis together, since I was heading there as well. Snow was there too, and we took the train from Buona Vista. I experienced one of the squeeziest train rides I ever had, and it was quite unpleasant, okay, very unpleasant. We reached Bugis and waited for Sunsnow's Malaysian friend, and when he arrived, I went off to Arab Street to meet my campmates for break fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I waited quite a long time outside Fika, and in the end decided to sit inside since I was dead tired. Man, Khal, Muhammad, Mizi, Naz and one ex-Nee Soon guy came in soon after, and we broke fast together. It was quite an expensive dinner, $200 for 7 people. After dinner, we walked back to Bugis, and I went over to Iluma to find Shawn, Del, Snow, Eunice and Snow's friend. Eunice had to go, so I replaced her in the game, and we won! But in our next game, we tried to end early because of time, but we never made it, only raxing two sides. After the game, we headed home, me taking bus with Del, a long ride back. Till next time then, goodnight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1141437449714935206-5777879723031763162?l=menotblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/5777879723031763162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1141437449714935206&amp;postID=5777879723031763162' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/5777879723031763162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/5777879723031763162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/2011/08/topups-and-bugis.html' title='Topups and Bugis'/><author><name>MadKun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15363289412491279427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EvfaIn4Hbes/THST1QrQ92I/AAAAAAAADjY/cMAOF83zhYk/S220/41670_649128211_2851_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1141437449714935206.post-6849767661607605863</id><published>2011-08-10T22:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-20T19:57:23.411+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Breaking Fast with Bey</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Today was kinda sad, in the morning. After pre-dawn meal, Dad sent me to camp because of my early detail and that I wouldn't want to stay in camp because I had to prepare everything myself, let alone the lack of sleep if some of the people kept talking and not sleeping. Upon reaching camp, Bey accompanied me as I walked from the gate to MT Line. I got my vehicle prepared, and waited and waited for whoever to call me, but they didn't. I tried calling the point of contact, but it was futile too. No move time arrived, and MSG Selva told me to park back and heck care the guys till they call. He also told me to pump the tyre. After doing so, I went to the bunk for a quick nap. At 0930, I moved out because they finally called. I headed to Gedong, with Bey accompanying me all the way. Reached there at 1015, but had to wait till after lunch before we move out. Lucky I never went earlier, zz. And wasted Dad's effort too. I could've gone to camp normally. Robby and Muzakhir were there, and we rented one office to sleep awhile, waiting till after lunch. My detail was nothing short of amazing. All I had to do was cover safety for some cadets practising how to operate Broncos. Well, they weren't even moving them, just testing buttons and sounds. I managed to sleep in the OUV, along with the medic and my safety officer. My phone died on the way back, must be because of talking to Bey so much, lolz. I used other people's phones to call both Bey and Mom, to inform them of my plans for the evening. I was heading out to break fast with Bey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Booked out and decided to head for BP. Two 169s appeared and left, and I didn't know I could take that bus, zz. I took the third one to Sembawang Airbase, and then 171 to BP, second one, since I missed the first one thanks to the traffic light. I should've ran. Bey was waiting for me at the bustop, and we headed to BPP for pizza. Well, we went to buy noodles and walked around Daiso awhile because we were quite early. After that, we headed to Pizza hut, and ordered two sets, and we waited for break fast time. Pizza Hut turned on the radio for awhile, just so we know when to start eating. Bey bought some sushi and we walked home. Stopped at one of the pavilions to eat the sushi, and then Bey accompanied me while I waited for my bus home. Upon reaching home, I saw Fats' message on FB about kopi, but it was too late. Oh well, I got to break fast with Bey today, and that's more than enough for me. Thank you for coming out to eat with me Bey. Love you. Till next time then, goodnight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1141437449714935206-6849767661607605863?l=menotblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/6849767661607605863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1141437449714935206&amp;postID=6849767661607605863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/6849767661607605863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/6849767661607605863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/2011/08/breaking-fast-with-bey.html' title='Breaking Fast with Bey'/><author><name>MadKun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15363289412491279427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EvfaIn4Hbes/THST1QrQ92I/AAAAAAAADjY/cMAOF83zhYk/S220/41670_649128211_2851_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1141437449714935206.post-4341535414838416638</id><published>2011-08-09T23:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-20T16:57:36.652+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Two Days of National Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Today we never report to Nee Soon, but instead to Selarang for National Day. I took bus there, and saw Mr Ashok somewhere around the Loyang area, waiting for his ride I guess. Upon reaching Selarang, I went straight to Club70 to mark attendance, and then off to the parade square for parade rehearsal. A lot of the Bedok people were there, and as usual, the taunts were led by none other than Mr-owe-me-duty. But I ignored most of it and endured the whole duration. Luckily there weren't to rehearse near us so I didn't have any problem with that. Saufi taught me a very nice beret trick to make it look seasoned. All I had to do was tuck in the side towards my head, and the top will automatically go down on its own. Amazing. During the break, I had a quick chat with SSG Ong till 1SG Chia arrived to smoke, then I was off to the parade area to wait. After the parade was over, we headed home. Firdaus called up to me and imitate a bird, but I wasn't affected because Firdaus is one of the men I trusted along with a few others. At the bustop, a tonner pulled out of Selarang and a couple of people from Bedok waved at me, while others made sounds. Well, if it weren't for the leaders, I might still like the place, along with a few others who I really get along with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, National Day, I was out after playing Dota with the guys. Was quite surprised that I reached before Del, who left before me, lolz. I bought some crackers and peanuts on the way, to break fast later too. At the sight where I dropped, NUS made it their ground with a lot of things happening like a mini bazaar and a grandstand of their own. I managed to squeeze past the area and met up with Shawn and GY at the same spot as the Preview. I saw Bear's friend, Bakaboii, but I wasn't sure it was him, and only did so when I reconfirmed with Bear. During the fireworks, there were alot of foreigners around us, that GY didn't feel like it was Singapore, LOL. Met up with Snow and her friends, and we walked towards MBS and wanted to take the bridge, but it was closed, so we had to walk back to Raffles, haiz. Nearly walked around 6km or so. Upon reaching the MRT station, Snow's friends disappeared, and suddenly only the 5 of us left. We headed to City Hall where we had MOS Burger for supper, but that's also because Snow doesn't eat bread burger, LOL. There got rice burger it seems, so that's what she had. I had a plain cheeseburger meal, but was unhappy with the fries which turned soggy quickly. After the meal, I took the train home with Del. Till next time then, goodnight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1141437449714935206-4341535414838416638?l=menotblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/4341535414838416638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1141437449714935206&amp;postID=4341535414838416638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/4341535414838416638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/4341535414838416638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/2011/08/two-days-of-national-day.html' title='Two Days of National Day'/><author><name>MadKun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15363289412491279427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EvfaIn4Hbes/THST1QrQ92I/AAAAAAAADjY/cMAOF83zhYk/S220/41670_649128211_2851_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1141437449714935206.post-2793811886805798001</id><published>2011-08-07T20:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-20T16:17:09.811+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Long Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ah yes, somewhat of a long weekend of the appointment on Friday. Yesterday I was out to BP to fetch Bey. We were going to Tampines to pool initially. Bey was in a long sleeve shirt and skirt, a very sexy combination. On the bus, Bey read her Chinese book, which made her look even more sexy. Argh! It's the fasting month! Alright so anyway, we were off to SAFRA to play the per-game pool at the bowling alley. Bey gave me alot of free balls, thanks to her jump balls and accidentally-touched balls. After the game, we headed to PLC where Amanda was working along with Mr and Mrs Lee, and Kun. We decided to meet up with Kok, Firo and SokeYee because they were nearby, at the airport. Bey went to play at Tamp1, where the hihat spoilt, and she still played songs with alot of hihat, lawl. We went to the rooftop for awhile, and was shocked to see the price of the drinks at the vending machine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We met up with Kok, Firo and SY at the station, and we headed to Popeye for dinner. We arrived early, so we played cards while waiting. I wanted to buy a simple chicken sandwich meal, but it was unavailable, so I went ahead with the Ramadhan Delight meal, which cost around $20, and fit for 4 people. Turned out I was the only one eating, LOL. Luckily they ate a bit of my fries and small wings, or I'd die. I even had to dabao two pieces of chicken. Nevermind, can eat in the morning, yay. After the meal, we headed back to PLC to wait for Amanda to finish work, before me and Bey joined Kok and Amanda for supper at Mcd, while Firo and SY parted ways with us. Amanda ate her supper there, while the 4 of us talked about school life, about the banished Ken, and a few others came to light. At around 2145 we rushed for the bus back to BP, and I got the last bus back to the East. In the bus, I saw one dude playing the iPod Maple game, LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, nothing much happened, except that I woke up at 1300 due to fatigue. We visited Granny at Geylang, who's gravely ill. After that, we headed to Bedok for Mr Teh Tarik dinner, where I had ayam penyet, woots. Book in loh tomorrow. Till next time then, goodnight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1141437449714935206-2793811886805798001?l=menotblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/2793811886805798001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1141437449714935206&amp;postID=2793811886805798001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/2793811886805798001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/2793811886805798001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/2011/08/long-weekend.html' title='A Long Weekend'/><author><name>MadKun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15363289412491279427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EvfaIn4Hbes/THST1QrQ92I/AAAAAAAADjY/cMAOF83zhYk/S220/41670_649128211_2851_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1141437449714935206.post-1399850160546003975</id><published>2011-08-05T21:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-20T15:58:48.944+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My First Acupunture</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Today I was late for my acupunture appointment, and I had to lie that I was caught in the AYE for some time. The clinic was located deep inside the hospital, and it was quite a long way in. Upon reaching, I had a talk with the doctor, who kinda made light that my back is sort of a goner. Well, thanks for that. Then I was made to lie down on my stomach, and the process began. Needles were poked into my skin, and along with some devices, I was made to feel heat and vibrations inside my back. It was tingling, and whenI tried to move, it was fucking painful. After the session ended at 1030, I headed home. Placed my bag at home, and I went to the nearest AXS to pay my phone bills, before making my way to the mosque to pray. Well, basically nothing much happened after  that, except for me returning home and waiting for break fast time with my family. Till next time then, goodnight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1141437449714935206-1399850160546003975?l=menotblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/1399850160546003975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1141437449714935206&amp;postID=1399850160546003975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/1399850160546003975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/1399850160546003975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/2011/08/my-first-acupunture.html' title='My First Acupunture'/><author><name>MadKun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15363289412491279427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EvfaIn4Hbes/THST1QrQ92I/AAAAAAAADjY/cMAOF83zhYk/S220/41670_649128211_2851_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1141437449714935206.post-830344282894458840</id><published>2011-08-04T22:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-20T14:05:49.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Double Detail</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Nothing much happened on Tuesday, except that I went to the bazaar with my family after I returned home from camp, and visited my cousins who opened a clothes shop, and bumped into Ariffin at Tanjog Katong Complex. On Wednesday, it was a long day. Morning, I had to endure a spot check session while the FSM checked the men. I collected news articles about safety that day, before checking trailers returned by the ADF. Khalish treated me to a few shirts at the Emart, where I met Eddie from Kilo, who signed on with the Engineers. I also washed my OUV in the rain with Khalish, who apparently enjoyed playing with water. Back in the office, I had a few confusion over my leaves because of events that I've been placed under, so they had to get my leaves back. We released late that day thanks to Rahman waiting for 2WO Jeff to finish his talk on the phone, just for a 5mins briefing, haiz. I took the shorter, faster route via Thomson, where I bought a 7-11 set, just in case I had to break fast in the bus. I met Amzar from DMSS in the bus, and he too, got something to break fast with. Upon reaching home bustop, I was walking when suddenly it poured, like wtf. I got drenched within seconds, and had to run for it. I had to book in at night because I had morning detail today, so on the way to camp, my family took me to Sembawang to eat prata cheese, woots. And then, I booked in like an idiot. Yesterday night, Bey accomapnied me till I slept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cooked my own noodles in the morning, and Muhaimin tried one mouthful, and it was too spicy thanks to Tabasco. And so after I ate, I reported for my morning detail at Seletar, for Engineers IPPT. Hanafi was busy so I wasn't able to meet up with him, but I met someone else instead. Justin from Supervisor course, and his driver Sufyan, from my CL5 course. After that, we were off back to camp, and I managed to get some shuteye in the bunk while Khai played with iMadKun. Then I was woken up by Khalish who wanted Khai to go on detail to Selarang. Since I was free, I volunteered, but provided I get Khai as my V. Comd because I wasn't sure of the journey. Took Khamis and Shi along and got the things we wanted from Selarang. Apparently Khai couldn't stop moving in the tonner. On the way back, I nearly beat a red light and banged into oncoming trafiic because of some branch covering the traffic light, omg. I prayed hard in thanks. I had to brake so hard that Khamis and Shi almost fell off their seats at the back. But thankfully, we reached back safely, and booked out on time. Till next time then, goodnight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1141437449714935206-830344282894458840?l=menotblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/830344282894458840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1141437449714935206&amp;postID=830344282894458840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/830344282894458840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/830344282894458840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/2011/08/double-detail.html' title='Double Detail'/><author><name>MadKun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15363289412491279427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EvfaIn4Hbes/THST1QrQ92I/AAAAAAAADjY/cMAOF83zhYk/S220/41670_649128211_2851_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1141437449714935206.post-7276880388643439712</id><published>2011-08-01T21:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-20T13:41:00.609+08:00</updated><title type='text'>5 Tablespoon of Murky Rice</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And so, the fasting month begins. I booked in yesterday night and slept in camp, ready for my detail early in the morning. I woke up at 0430, and searched around for food. Khamis brought some food back from the cookhouse, so I grabbed one and headed over to the place where I was supposed to report. I managed to eat there, but only 5 spoonfuls of murky rice, because I didn't even know what the food is, god. What a way to start the month. I headed out to LCK area with the Engineers, being the conducting vehicle. They were to have a demolition live firing, but I didn't have a helmet, so I had to borrow one of the Encik's, but I never wore it anyway. During the live firing, I managed to get a few winks of sleep alongside Hairi, who was the safety vehicle. But my neck was too painful for me to get any decent shuteye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the firing, around 1400, we headed to Gedong, where they cleaned up and I managed to fold my uniform, in the toilet. On the drive back to Nee Soon, the conducting Encik, 1WO Eric, spoke to me about the offer made by 2WO Jeff, about me extending my stay in the army. He told me to consider it very wisely because of the free things, but this is the army, anything can happen, and I mean bad things. Upon reaching camp, I was halted at the guardhouse for not having a camp pass. Encik had to wait for me while I go change my pass, even though it was one hour to bookout time. Upon reaching MT Line, there was a locked OUV that needed to be verified, and due to my stupidity I didn't get the number of the vehicle, so I blindly went over to the Engineers and found out the key didn't fit. Had to walk back to MT Line, and found out that the OUV was actually on loan, so I wasted all my energy. Had to walk out myself because I missed the OUV trip thanks to me walking over to the Engineers. Had the fun pack along with my field pack, so it was considerably heavier than usual. Reached home and broke fast with my family for the first time this year, after not being able to have the first pre-dawn meal together. Luckily, the exercise was only one day for me, if not I'd be shagged. Till next time then, goodnight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1141437449714935206-7276880388643439712?l=menotblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/7276880388643439712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1141437449714935206&amp;postID=7276880388643439712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/7276880388643439712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/7276880388643439712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/2011/08/5-tablespoon-of-murky-rice.html' title='5 Tablespoon of Murky Rice'/><author><name>MadKun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15363289412491279427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EvfaIn4Hbes/THST1QrQ92I/AAAAAAAADjY/cMAOF83zhYk/S220/41670_649128211_2851_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1141437449714935206.post-5136164693489022558</id><published>2011-07-30T23:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-09T13:25:21.354+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Course Completion &amp; NDP Preview</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;On Tuesday morning, I overshot the 171 route on purpose because we might get caught jaywalking. And I wasted a lot of money on snacks because the food sucks. And my driving, god, I had no foundation, sadly. On the way home, at jem's bustop, well, I bumped into Jem, LOL. He just got back from buying stuff. The next day, well, it's his birthday, LOL. After wishing him a happy birthday, I was off for Mandai, this time I waited all the way to Sembawang Airbase before taking 171 back, so that I don't look like I overslept on the bus, lawl. I brought my own cooking set and cooked noodles before people arrived, woots. Saved up on costs. This time, I parked with no sweat, yay. Got used to it, woots. Well actually, it was raining so I wasn't sweating, LOL. I drove extra today because we went to Sembawang to topup. At night, after night training, I missed the 966 after alighting from 171, argh! As I was waiting at the stop, someone poked my shoulder. It was Shawnjit, from my CAT syndicate, lawl. We talked awhile, before he left to meet his girlfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Thursday, I took a new route via Ang Mo Kio, and I kinda missed the first 171 upon reaching the airbase, so I had to wait. I got scolded today, just one day before the test, that I never give way to heavy vehicles even though I had the whole lane to myself! Well, it's because the space wasn't enough, the DI is always right afterall. I managed to finally cook my noodles upon coming back, and during lunch, I was sleeping, missing a few of Bey's calls. After lunch, two of my Enciks from Nee Soon dropped by and chatted with 2WO Karnan, and 2WO Jeff jokingly wanted to put me on Class4S. Phew, I found out after I called him in the evening. If not I have to suffer the heat and fasting at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday morning, I woke up to find out that I fell asleep without turning off my laptop, lawl. We were to report to Sembawang for our test, and I bumped into Rahman in 856. While waiting for our turn, we saw Matty training for the AHM. 14km, ouch. During the test, Mr Lim, my tester, talked to me about my family and residence, because he also lived in the area, lolz. I found out that I'm better at driving when I'm distracted, weird. So it was a good point, and I passed the test. Went to the mess with Rahman to celebrate, woo. After fallout at 1100, me, Rahman, Khai and Tay went to Wendy's at Yishun, and I found out that I need to book in on Sunday night because of early detail. FML! Brought Man and Khai to BP to pray, and I had diarrhoea before it began, lolz. We went to the second floor, me for the first time, and saw Herman yet again. Bey met me after the dudes left, and we headed to BPP for early dinner. We had student deals, as that time at JP, but this time we managed to savour them properly because we were in no rush, lawl. Bey was playing Fat Princess all the way, and she look so cute when she's concentrating. Went to NTUC to see if there were any noodles, but there wasn't, instead they released new noodle brands to celebrate the 7th month, LOL. I headed home after Bey accompanied me at the stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I headed out late, and paid the price with having to wait for both 966 and 171 being slow. Used my Mcd coupons to buy myself a Mcd meal and ate at the Pending bustop while waiting for Bey. We went to sit at our favourite spot, before heading to the city to the NDP area. Met Nasrom and Aidil while passing by the carpark area, and after talking to Nas for some time, we headed to Marina to have late lunch. Bey spilled the iced lemon tea at Pizza, and we had to move to another table. Bey so cute. We had two meals, and the waiter kinda creeped Bey out. We took a bus to Raffles and walked to MBS to meet GY, Shawn and Del, who were setting up their tripods. Bey completed Fat Princess while we waited for the fireworks. We also got free Coke! After the fireworks, we went to the TCC near Clarke Quay, and the 5 of us played Donkey, and I ordered a platter which I couldn't finish, LOL. Me and Bey went to the nearest stop to grab a bus, but it was the wrong direction, LOL. So we had to run to Clarke Quay and get a bus home. Sent Bey to KSL traffic light, before heading back home myself. Phew, great tiring day, but all along with Bey by my side. Thank you guys for making me walk so far today, LOL, and thank you Bey, for being with me all this time. Till next time then, goodnight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1141437449714935206-5136164693489022558?l=menotblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/5136164693489022558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1141437449714935206&amp;postID=5136164693489022558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/5136164693489022558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/5136164693489022558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/2011/07/course-completion-ndp-preview.html' title='Course Completion &amp; NDP Preview'/><author><name>MadKun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15363289412491279427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EvfaIn4Hbes/THST1QrQ92I/AAAAAAAADjY/cMAOF83zhYk/S220/41670_649128211_2851_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1141437449714935206.post-6653343474920881899</id><published>2011-07-25T23:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-05T23:04:11.051+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Duty &amp; Sis Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Okay actually her birthday was yesterday, during my duty. I booked in on Saturday night with the bus captain bringing me to the interchange buspark before alighting because he thought no one was left before the last stop. Bumped into Vince, Sim and Farhan who were on duty, before heading back to bunk and sleeping in my underwear because of the humidity. When I took over the following morning, I slept most of the day away except for mealtimes and when Bey called me. At night, Mom and Dad sent food from cousin's wedding, which I didn't get to attend thanks to this. I shared the food with my fellow duty personnel Ariffin, and those who stayed back, Nasrom and Zai. It was a great bunch of food, kept us filled throughout the night. After I prepared the logbooks and keys for the morning's details, I went to sleep. Hanafi came back around 10mins before midnight and took over me, saying that I could leave if I want to, but it was already so late, so I went back to bunk instead. But the key wasn't with me anymore, so I had to crash in Sim and Mervyn's bunk for the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the morning I left early after eating macaroni at the cookhouse, bumping into Ronald from DMSS as I did so. I left the camp and headed for Mandai. Took 48 and then change over to 171 along Bukit Timah, and there were alot of schoolgirls from SCGS and HwaChong, lawl. Upong reaching Mandai, Rahman was already there, and we bumped into Suppiah who was taking forklift. One of our coursemates looked like Ismeth from Bedok, and he even had a similar name to Ismeth's middle name Mirza. His was Hamza, so I thought he was his brother, but he wasn't, lawl. I never touched a Class5 vehicle, and I never went for CLass4S either, unlike Rahman, so I didn't know how heavy the sterring was, lolz. I sweated badly on my first parking attempt. During driving, it was easier to steer, but nonetheless more difficult than even the 3TON. This vehicle is called a Wrecker, a 7TON. Name fits it, lolz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At night, after I reached home, we went out to celebrate Sis' birthday, with Irman, at Lagoon. Me and Irman two-manned the cockles set, and we had quite a number of dishes including sambal kangkong, BBQ stingray, and honey-roasted wings. Filling night it was, but tomorrow, the course continues. Till next time then, goodnight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1141437449714935206-6653343474920881899?l=menotblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/6653343474920881899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1141437449714935206&amp;postID=6653343474920881899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/6653343474920881899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/6653343474920881899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/2011/07/last-duty-sis-birthday.html' title='Last Duty &amp; Sis Birthday'/><author><name>MadKun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15363289412491279427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EvfaIn4Hbes/THST1QrQ92I/AAAAAAAADjY/cMAOF83zhYk/S220/41670_649128211_2851_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1141437449714935206.post-2669988193948638130</id><published>2011-07-23T21:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-05T22:44:21.994+08:00</updated><title type='text'>With Bey Before Last Duty</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It was a great day, thanks to Bey. I was able to raid her fridge today and got a lot of snacks and some soft drinks, lawl. Chilli cheese Twisties-like thingies, half of Bey's smoked cheese, 7Up, woo. Quite filling for a quick fridge raid. It happened in the morning, before we headed out to jalan-jalan. But Bey's snacks made stomach ache, so I had to go to the toilet twice, once before Pizza Hut, and once after. At Pizza Hut, Bey tried the crab pasta, which was uber sweet, blearh. As for me, I had Cheesy Shrooms. Bey also had a personal pan for herself. Damn, Bey, you eat alot, haha. We walked home from BPP, and we took a rest at the stone footwalk in the park, but it was too humid there, so we moved on to one of the void decks facing the main road. I felt sleepy there, even with Bey by my side, must be the lack of sleep I got yesterday night. Along the way to the bustop, Bey bought bandung from one of the shops, and then she accomapanied me while I waited for my bus. Thank you for going out with me today Bey, before my last duty in Bedok. Book in lo. Till next ttime then, goodnight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1141437449714935206-2669988193948638130?l=menotblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/2669988193948638130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1141437449714935206&amp;postID=2669988193948638130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/2669988193948638130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/2669988193948638130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/2011/07/with-bey-before-last-duty.html' title='With Bey Before Last Duty'/><author><name>MadKun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15363289412491279427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EvfaIn4Hbes/THST1QrQ92I/AAAAAAAADjY/cMAOF83zhYk/S220/41670_649128211_2851_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1141437449714935206.post-3843655012666470612</id><published>2011-07-22T20:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-05T21:57:19.451+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Weekends Afresh</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I had a bit of a relief yesterday morning, when WO Jeff told me that I didn't have to do duty at Bedok anymore, but it was all too good to be true, lolz. I witnessed a scolding session during fall in because of the bunk conditions, but if this was Bedok, they'd be confined for sure. I called NUH to change my appointment since I'd be going for Class 5 next week, and I successfully changed it to the following Monday. Headed to the canteen with Rahman to eat nasi lemak, which was surprisingly good, and then I continued doing my mileage in the office, since WO Jeff wanted me to push for my 3000KM so I could get my bonus. And one of the TOs in Nee Soon happened to be a fellow companymate of mine in Viper, Farid from PL2. Didn't recognised him at first because of his hair, but he recognised me instantly because I was botak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning, there was a check at the gates, and I had to do the unthinkable with iMadKun, along with my garters. Mission accomplished, but only barely. I followed Rahman and Robby to topup a 5TON at Woodlands, and by God it was so hectic, maneuvering the poor vehicle around the petrol station. And I even bought a sandwich too, yum. On the way, we passed by RP, and Rahman drove really slowly, LOL. We sent Robby to Dieppe for his duty and he borrowed my beret because he didn't bring his. Rahman took me around the area, exploring the roads. In the afternoon, after a crane 5TON changed tyre for quite some time, I followed Rahman and Khalish to Tanjong Gul Camp at Tuas, where there was no canteen nor vending machine, omg. I was so hungry. Slept in the GP Car that one of the TOs brought to fetch the 3 of us, and we fell out upon reaching back. Bought sandwich again, this time at Thomson, because I was heading back to Bedok to get my packs. Ethan helped me by hiding my packs near the spare tyres, and I got them easily, out of the eyes of whoever were at the MT Line upon my arrival. I had to go one big round around the battalion just to avoid being spotted, and on the way home, I bumped into Hidayad in the bus. Bade farewell to him, for it might be the last time I'd be seeing him. Till next time then, goodnight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1141437449714935206-3843655012666470612?l=menotblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/3843655012666470612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1141437449714935206&amp;postID=3843655012666470612' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/3843655012666470612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/3843655012666470612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/2011/07/weekends-afresh.html' title='The Weekends Afresh'/><author><name>MadKun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15363289412491279427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EvfaIn4Hbes/THST1QrQ92I/AAAAAAAADjY/cMAOF83zhYk/S220/41670_649128211_2851_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1141437449714935206.post-6935921672188939932</id><published>2011-07-20T20:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-05T21:41:03.012+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Duty to New Camp</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;On Monday night I returned back to Bedok to pack my stuff, and I thought I'd be going off to Dieppe in the morning according to 1WO Teo, but nonetheless, the racists held me back to do my duty for yesterday, and this coming Sunday, so I'm not totally off yet. Heck, I even brought the stuff down early and hid them under 1WO Teo's car, away from view, in thought that I'd get them later if I book out. But I didn't, sadly. Throughout the day I stayed inside 1WO Teo's office, and did some issuing of oil in Ah Du's absence, hid my bags in the Mechanics' changing room, and in the evening, walked with 1WO Teo around camp. Initially wanted to go out walking, but I was the duty leader sadly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morning arrived, and I didn't have time to get my large bags, so all I packed with me was my Sect Comd bag. Ate at the canteen with Aidil after my duty, before leaving camp for Nee Soon. I dropped at Bugis to change bus, and took a detour at the toilet for relief purposes, and also ate my medicine. before continuing on in my journey. Upon reaching Nee Soon, I got lost inside, and had to ask 3 personnel for directions to the MT Line. When I finally arrived, Rahman was overwhelmed with joy to see me. We ate lunch together, and headed for the Emart afterwards. I updated my mileage in accordance to Nee Soon's standards, and before we fallout for the day, 2WO Jeff sent me for Class5 next week, and even asked me to consider extending my ORD to get free license. His winning statement was "You ORD, and you pay for your license outside, but if you stay, you'll get paid to get your license." I know it's full of win, but then again, this is the army. I've been betrayed one too many times. Took the same journey home with Rahman, and parted ways at Eunos. I'm now half-officially Nee Soon boy with one last duty in Bedok. Hope all goes well. Till next time then, goodnight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1141437449714935206-6935921672188939932?l=menotblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/6935921672188939932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1141437449714935206&amp;postID=6935921672188939932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/6935921672188939932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/6935921672188939932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/2011/07/duty-to-new-camp.html' title='Duty to New Camp'/><author><name>MadKun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15363289412491279427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EvfaIn4Hbes/THST1QrQ92I/AAAAAAAADjY/cMAOF83zhYk/S220/41670_649128211_2851_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1141437449714935206.post-1321509450194243710</id><published>2011-07-17T23:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T15:30:58.344+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Two-Day Pool</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yesterday, I met Del at Marina Square for BK lunch, before meeting Shawn and GY who were already camping in front of the Esplanade, waiting for the fireworks. I realised that me and GY were wearing the same shirt, LOL. Sunsnow arrived with two of her friends, Eunice and Marcus, later in the evening. After the fireworks, the 7 of us headed to Secret Recipe to have dinper. We also went to play pool afterwards, and Sunsnow showed some traits of Shawn. Friends influenced each other I guess, lawl. She didn't know how to play at the beginning of the session, and nearing the end, she was thrashing GY and Del, like wth. Same as Shawn sia, scary. After the session, I shared a cab home with Del. Phew, long day of waiting and actions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was supposed to meet Bey today, and I even overslept in the bus and ended up in Thomson. Detoured back to the right route, but upon reaching BP, Bey was caught in something else. Luckily I got concession, so it wasn't really a wasted trip. Headed home and saw Mad Scientist on the ride home, but I never spoke to him lawl. I reached home and played some games, before Firo called for dinner. I thought I was late, but turned out I was the one, lolz, so I took the time to draw money and chope some seats. Firo arrived shortly after, followed by Gene, Kok and Amanda. After dinner, we bought some bubble tea in front of Prime, and then walked over to Safra where we played pool, again! At least for me that is. Mom and Dad fetched me at Safra, and then we headed home. Sian, tomorrow must book in if I'm not going Nee Soon yet, haiz. Why's my life so fucked up. I should like be enjoying the remaining time with ORD mood, but that's not the case. Till next time then, goodnight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1141437449714935206-1321509450194243710?l=menotblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/1321509450194243710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1141437449714935206&amp;postID=1321509450194243710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/1321509450194243710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/1321509450194243710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/2011/07/two-day-pool.html' title='Two-Day Pool'/><author><name>MadKun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15363289412491279427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EvfaIn4Hbes/THST1QrQ92I/AAAAAAAADjY/cMAOF83zhYk/S220/41670_649128211_2851_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1141437449714935206.post-3544237654232345234</id><published>2011-07-15T21:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T15:22:59.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hairy Potter and the Hairless Lord</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yesterday I went out without my Nets, so I was pretty cashless. Went to JP to buy tickets for Harry Potter, and then grabbed myself a DCB from Mcd before heading towards BP. Waited for Bey to bathe, and then we were off to BPP, where I bought noodles, using Bey's money. I'm sorry Bey. We went to Kopitiam and shared a Japanese meal. It was quite nice, if only got soy sauce, haha. Went for second round at Pizza Hut, where we shared a pomo meal. On the way home, we walked under a lot of void decks, and Bey had to rest at several places because she got tired easily lolz. And then, I was off home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning, I saw Chia at the bustop of my home, taking a taxi to camp, at 0800. Regulars. I headed to PLC, and wanted to find 2WO William, but he was in a meeting. Had nasi lemak for breakfast, and waited till noon, before moving on to NUH, in the rain towards the bustop. After registration, I bought coke and sat outside the kopitiam while waiting for my turn. My appointment was supposed to be at 1410, but it became 1440 because he arrived half hour late, haiz. And to him, my bones didn't seem like they're degenerated. Zz. Then the pain I feel is what, fake? Bey was waiting for me outside the clinic, and we went off to the kopitiam where she had her favourite banmian. We also bought YanYan to eat while waiting for the bus that would take us to JP. Bey brought a cap for me to wear too, thank you so much Bey. At JP, we went to Swensens to get some student deals, and we were rushing against time because our icecream arrived late, and we sort of had a race to see who can finish the icecream first, lolz. In the end I ate some of Bey's. We reached the cinema just in time as the last scene from the movie last year was showing, so we didn't miss much. I realised, while watching the movie, that I look like Voldermort, without his nose, LOL. I went to shit at the toilet after the movie, and then we were off home. Tomorrow's plans, still a blur. Till next time then, goodnight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1141437449714935206-3544237654232345234?l=menotblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/3544237654232345234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1141437449714935206&amp;postID=3544237654232345234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/3544237654232345234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/3544237654232345234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/2011/07/hairy-potter-and-hairless-lord.html' title='Hairy Potter and the Hairless Lord'/><author><name>MadKun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15363289412491279427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EvfaIn4Hbes/THST1QrQ92I/AAAAAAAADjY/cMAOF83zhYk/S220/41670_649128211_2851_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1141437449714935206.post-1984886915458898377</id><published>2011-07-13T22:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T15:13:54.731+08:00</updated><title type='text'>On to My Leave</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Today there was no PT thanks to J going to Sudong with some others. Sir Kannan was at the canteen, and he was shocked to see my hair in such a state. I taught Merv and Sim about fuel after lunch, and hunted Kelvin down shortly after, for the statement similar to Desmond's. At the interchange, I bumped into Chris and Hong from S2, and Sir Kannan yet again in the bus, who was out to draw money. Now I'm on to my leave. Good riddance Bedok, at least for one week. Till next time then, goodnight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1141437449714935206-1984886915458898377?l=menotblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/1984886915458898377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1141437449714935206&amp;postID=1984886915458898377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/1984886915458898377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/1984886915458898377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/2011/07/on-to-my-leave.html' title='On to My Leave'/><author><name>MadKun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15363289412491279427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EvfaIn4Hbes/THST1QrQ92I/AAAAAAAADjY/cMAOF83zhYk/S220/41670_649128211_2851_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1141437449714935206.post-7361307189987939513</id><published>2011-07-12T22:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T15:11:30.404+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Botak</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Nothing much happened yesterday except having breakfast with Vince and Mervyn at the canteen, and settling the invoice that came in, and some firmware paperwork. Well, I took a small bike around camp to search for vehicles too, since I'm barred from driving. Today, I got a shock because the MTO office was locked, luckily it was J who locked it, phew. If not duty leader kena again sia. 1WO Teo wasn't around in the morning because he wasn't feeling well, so I had to do his firware thing along with SSG Ong. During fall in, I got fucked badly because I never went to cut my hair, and J wanted to send us to DB, me and Fir. S1 and S4 wasn't around, so we got nothing, thankfully. When I went to do the firmware thing, Matt approached me and scolded me for taking the keys anyhow. SSG Ong was furious because this thing was planned since long ago, and he, the vehicle IC, didn't even know about the keys approved by 1WO Teo. Mostly I helped Mr Tay with the vehicles today, since they cannot drive military vehicles. I bought food at the canteen, my brunch, and then throughout the day, I test drove and parked back the vehicles myself, until Hasri and Wan came to help. Went to cut my hair botak along with Fir, and saw Ismail from my syndicate in PLC, who's now in 3GDS. In the evening, I took my 11B back from one of J's dogs after getting the permission from the person himself. Fucked up. I want to be out soon. Till next time then, goodnight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1141437449714935206-7361307189987939513?l=menotblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/7361307189987939513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1141437449714935206&amp;postID=7361307189987939513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/7361307189987939513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/7361307189987939513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/2011/07/botak.html' title='Botak'/><author><name>MadKun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15363289412491279427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EvfaIn4Hbes/THST1QrQ92I/AAAAAAAADjY/cMAOF83zhYk/S220/41670_649128211_2851_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1141437449714935206.post-8218097651805357509</id><published>2011-07-09T23:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T15:04:55.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Combined Rehearsal 4</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I was going out with Bey for CR4 today, thanks to Jem, who called me in the morning to buy him some drinks before getting there. Not a problem. After having lunch at Pastamania Suntec, a pizza for me and pasta forr Bey, we walked around, and bumped into Darren. Then we went to find Jem, where we walked one fucking big round till Bey became exhausted. After finally meeting him halfway through the journey, I gave him the drink, and he gave me the tickets, and then he went back to his tank. At the Platform, after settling down with our fun packs, I saw Haq with a camera, cool. Oh, and they removed the fun pack song because of the flak, LOL. Coburn called me out of nowhere, telling me that he's at the Helix bridge doing lighting, cool. After the parade ended, on the way out, bumped into JunHwee and my ex-bunkmate JunHao. Bey wanted to drum, so I took her to Marina Sqaure. We took a bus back home at 2100, but we reached at 2300 because of the awesome jam. On my bus ride home, I bumped into Nadine from DMSS. Well, that was all for today, pictures and videos available on FB =D. Till next time then, goodnight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1141437449714935206-8218097651805357509?l=menotblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/8218097651805357509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1141437449714935206&amp;postID=8218097651805357509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/8218097651805357509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/8218097651805357509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/2011/07/combined-rehearsal-4.html' title='Combined Rehearsal 4'/><author><name>MadKun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15363289412491279427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EvfaIn4Hbes/THST1QrQ92I/AAAAAAAADjY/cMAOF83zhYk/S220/41670_649128211_2851_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1141437449714935206.post-2717213978807986098</id><published>2011-07-08T20:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T14:57:55.292+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Down and Out, At Last</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;On Wednesday morning at around 0200, Richmond was being his retarded self. He spammed my phone because I deleted him in FB. Wtf's wrong with him. In the morning, I went to find Desmond for my injury report, so he wrote the statement for me. Madam Winnie dropped by in the afternoon, and almost everyone disappeared out of the office. I helped me with a few things, although I was unsure, but I did my best, and she was quite satisfied. After completing the May file, I went out to topup again. Bought a curry puff, and saw a balding man behaving inappropiately with a secondary school student, omg. My eyes. Then I went for a second round of topup, but no pedophiles this time. At night, I went home to take clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fetched a new guy in the morning yesterday at Selarang, and found out that Joseph was not going to get his 3SG because he typed the wrong rank for the CO, lawl. On the way home, I saw Gene walking out of camp. Haiz. Wish I had a long MC too. Then the best thing happened. Zul got an offday to watch his friend graduate from some course, while I had to take leave when I wasn't even under the node's strength at that time. Awesome. Today arrived, and I got fucked, for showing Madam Winnie all the things she wanted to see. So my fault, when no one was here to help. My fault. After completing some IVD and faulty works for 1WO Teo, I went to prayers. After prayers, 1WO Teo took me to talk to FM, and I poured out almost everything. He had to leave thus there wasn't much I could relay to him. Went back MT Line, and got fucked by both D and J for talking to FM. How'd you expect me to not skip the chain of command, when the problem lies in the chain of command. Smart. So after fucking much, J took my cards, and I was left to return everything for the NDP. Nice too, now my Saturdays are free. Met Syakir and we walked to the inter, and in the bus, I met some dudes from my syndicate back in PLC. Well, I've said what I needed to say, and FM told me that I might be getting a switch to Nee Soon. I hope so. Till next time then, goodnight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1141437449714935206-2717213978807986098?l=menotblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/2717213978807986098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1141437449714935206&amp;postID=2717213978807986098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/2717213978807986098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/2717213978807986098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/2011/07/down-and-out-at-last.html' title='Down and Out, At Last'/><author><name>MadKun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15363289412491279427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EvfaIn4Hbes/THST1QrQ92I/AAAAAAAADjY/cMAOF83zhYk/S220/41670_649128211_2851_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1141437449714935206.post-1405656142935486100</id><published>2011-07-05T19:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T14:46:50.579+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Last Straw</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;On Sunday night when I walked towards my bustop to book in, I saw Andika on his bike going for a ride. After a short chat, I was off to camp. Why? Because 3SGs don't have off, according to lawmakers D and J. So when I went back to MT Line, the book stated that all those who went for NDP got Monday off, except your truly. Very fair. In the morning, I saw Syakir doing PT with his company, and in the afternoon, I completed two months' worth of files. I went to topup OUVs too, but it was Youth Day, so there wasn't much traffic around, haiz. Yesterday night, we fallout at 2100, lolz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning, the dudes wore veslack and ran. Like wth, lucky I siam. Went to topup and couldn't get the card through, so I had to go to the East Coast one. I didn't know it was  straight ahead, so I made a long way through Siglap, like wth. But it was great as I passed by alot of schools and private houses. I did some IVDs stuff for 280 vehicles for 1WO Teo after that, phew. The rest celebrated D's birthday a the restroom, and I sort of never stayed inside long, so I didn't know when they fallin. And I got scolded because I didn't know, great. No one told me to fall in thus I didn't, smart. About this coming NDP rehearsal, the tickets were not to be given to us, but other people. Very fair. On the way home, I bumped into one of ex-Damaian, Elvis, who's a CQ, and I told him everything about this week. He concluded I got depression, lolz. Haiz, what to do with my life now, when I'm supposed to be preparing for the end of army, but instead I'm trying to protect myself from further mistreatment. Till next time then, goodnight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1141437449714935206-1405656142935486100?l=menotblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/1405656142935486100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1141437449714935206&amp;postID=1405656142935486100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/1405656142935486100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/1405656142935486100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/2011/07/last-straw.html' title='The Last Straw'/><author><name>MadKun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15363289412491279427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EvfaIn4Hbes/THST1QrQ92I/AAAAAAAADjY/cMAOF83zhYk/S220/41670_649128211_2851_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1141437449714935206.post-7065638937264764464</id><published>2011-07-03T20:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T14:37:28.535+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Short Pasarmalam Outing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Today, I went out to meet Bey, but not quite sure of what we wanted to do. Met Herman again, this time in 966, that's like 2 out of 2. Upon reaching BP, I headed over to BPP first since Bey wasn't ready. After buying Tabasco sauce for myself, Bey fiinally arrived. Since we were unsure of where to go, we decided to walk around. When we went outside of the mall, Bey saw tentage. Oh crap. She melted right there and then. The next thing I knew, I was carrying a plastic bag with tako, sharkfin soup and cup corn, heading towards the CC. Bought bubble tea there, and we sat eating our food. After we're done eating, we walked alongside the lake, looking at the fish and fishermen by the banks. Bey showed me her dango comic, and they were really cute. Bey wanted dinner, so we took a bus, intially walking to Fajar, but in the end ended up at BPP Mcd. After sharing a meal with Bey, we headed upstairs where she drummed, at the drumset that changed position because of two new fishjoy machines. When we returned to her home area, my family was in the bus behind and I didn't know it. Luckily I wasn't doing anything naughty, lawl. Mom called to say they saw me, and that they were heading to Woodlands. Bey accompanied me while I waited for me bus, and upon getting the bus, there were like a bunch of Malays at the back, chitchatting at the top of their voices. Luckily I got my iMadKun, because those who didn't have anything constantly gave the idiots glances. Haiz. No hope for my race in this country. Thus I'm racist, against my own. Till next time then, goodnight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1141437449714935206-7065638937264764464?l=menotblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/7065638937264764464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1141437449714935206&amp;postID=7065638937264764464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/7065638937264764464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/7065638937264764464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/2011/07/short-pasarmalam-outing.html' title='Short Pasarmalam Outing'/><author><name>MadKun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15363289412491279427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EvfaIn4Hbes/THST1QrQ92I/AAAAAAAADjY/cMAOF83zhYk/S220/41670_649128211_2851_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1141437449714935206.post-785662643131460580</id><published>2011-07-02T23:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T14:24:04.731+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Combined Rehearsal 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I booked in yesterday night and found out that my TRS charger was spoilt, so I had to get help from Shafiq to help me charge my TRS. We set off for Platform at 0730, and arrived there at around 0800, and waited till godknows how long. Even played MonoDeal with Musa and Nasrom in the OUV, luckily no one Stomp, LOL. Went to Mcd for breakfast with Aidil and Nasrom shortly after, and saw SSG Phang from STC, with his son at the rehearsal area. I bumped into JunHwee too, one of the ushers I think. After lunch, one of the Enciks who I worked under at YOG, gave us Mcd vouchers, woots. For dinner, we had to get them ourselves, and it was bloody far, all the way near the Flyer. Met Herman from Viper at the traffic light, he recognised me first, lolz. I took the opportunity to watch the parade at the sidelines whenever possible, and got to watch quite a bit of the performances. After the parade ended, my  family passed by the OUVs, and took a picture together thanks to Musa. At 2300, we rushed back to camp, and after dropping off the people at the HQ, we rushed out of camp. Yay, the day ended. Great day actually, no one disturbing us all the way. Till next time then, goodnight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1141437449714935206-785662643131460580?l=menotblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/785662643131460580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1141437449714935206&amp;postID=785662643131460580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/785662643131460580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/785662643131460580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/2011/07/combined-rehearsal-3.html' title='Combined Rehearsal 3'/><author><name>MadKun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15363289412491279427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EvfaIn4Hbes/THST1QrQ92I/AAAAAAAADjY/cMAOF83zhYk/S220/41670_649128211_2851_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1141437449714935206.post-5965443764148941834</id><published>2011-07-01T23:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T12:25:10.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Before NDP Combined Rehearsal</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We had a stupid drill on Tuesday morning, because J felt like it. Fall in in time yet kena all the stupid punishments, and yet again, the dog fall in late and never got anything, nor did he need to do. Awesomeness, dogs. I went to the MO later that day, and got Bryan to help me get a referral to hospitals to see which is the fastest appointment time they could give. In the end, I got NUH, for 15th July, damn that's long. After having a short talk with 1WO Teo about IVDs and problems, I was sent out on yet another sudden detail. To PLC I went, into the ammo dump, to put blanks into boxes, lolz. When I came back in the evening, D was around, but I still had to do duty despite him being there, zz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had mass cleaning on Wednesday, where we all changed bunks. My charger decided to convert into a non-iPod charger at the last minute, thanks lots useless China charger. While the rest were busy moving bunks, two of the dogs just roamed around pretending to do work, but in the end they slept, smoked and even watched TV. Dogs. Pampered dogs. I had a bad accident involving the cupboard and the door. Yeap, my arm got snapped, and I couldn't use my right arm for some time. Went to help others with something, at least holding the lift while they transferred out the lockers, but when Hasri pulled one of the cupboards out, my foot was slashed, and it bled. Ouch. I hid somewhere afterwards, eating noodles while waiting for the rest to end. Sim joined me not too long after, and we talked about the node politics system, which he so greatly understood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the morning of Thursday, I panicked because I thought I lost my keys when we were about to head for Selarang for some safety talk. Hanafi was there, and I saw Andika too. During teabreak, I met Maman at the smoking corner. The canteen was close when I went there with Hasri and Nas, so we went to the cookhouse instead, where I saw Ethan, lawl.. After buying drinks at the FMW and waved at Umar, we headed back to hell. We had a SBB open cupboard, and luckily nothing major occurred. That night, we kiwi out boots for SAF Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, the July forecast is out, and I saw that two consecutive July weekends I don't need to bookout because I had duty on two Sundays, with my Saturdays burnt, awesome! After taking minibus to Selarang, I met Ahmad from my Viper platoon, Hanafi and Rahman were there too. Since I'm excused from the parade, I got to lepak at Club70, Met Zahir, and even Rahim's twin brother by mistake because I called him Rahim, lawl. After the parade, everyone, yes everyone, else went straight home, except Bedok. Awesome. We came back to do shit, and I got extra duties thanks to someone writing my name in the book, and Nazmi never kena anything. Ah, fairness. Went over to 1GDS to take picture for the NDP pass, and after washing the OUVs involved, I treated the men to soya bean, and we got the tickets for tomorrow, and I initially wanted to give it to Bey, but in the end I gave it to MOm because Bey couldn't find anyone to go with. Tomorrow, on to the platform. Till next time then, goodnight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1141437449714935206-5965443764148941834?l=menotblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/5965443764148941834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1141437449714935206&amp;postID=5965443764148941834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/5965443764148941834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/5965443764148941834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/2011/07/before-ndp-combined-rehearsal.html' title='Before NDP Combined Rehearsal'/><author><name>MadKun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15363289412491279427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EvfaIn4Hbes/THST1QrQ92I/AAAAAAAADjY/cMAOF83zhYk/S220/41670_649128211_2851_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1141437449714935206.post-3269267728768679848</id><published>2011-06-27T21:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T03:26:44.364+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shamed and NDP Involvement</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I got fucked like again today. One is because after walking up and down stairs for my morning PT, I never reported to Jamal before heading back to the MT Line. I went to the MO too, to get my records, but it wasn't available because the system was down. During fall in, I was shamed in front of many, because of what I did in CAT and the duty changes. Being kind doesn't pay, not in here, it seems. After having lunch at the canteen, I was off to the MO again, but he wasn't back from lunch, so I waited. I rather wait there then to stay in MT Line. After getting my records, I was off back to MT Line, where I finished the May fuel file because no one did it in my absence. That's good, means I got work to do. Before fallout, I was told that I was one of chosen six to help in the NDP QRF. I agreed readily, because that means Monday off for the Saturday burnt. A great deal. I better be careful from now on. People are targetting me readily for any mistake I make. Till next time then, goodnight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1141437449714935206-3269267728768679848?l=menotblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/3269267728768679848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1141437449714935206&amp;postID=3269267728768679848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/3269267728768679848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/3269267728768679848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/2011/06/shamed-and-ndp-involvement.html' title='Shamed and NDP Involvement'/><author><name>MadKun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15363289412491279427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EvfaIn4Hbes/THST1QrQ92I/AAAAAAAADjY/cMAOF83zhYk/S220/41670_649128211_2851_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1141437449714935206.post-2707811902876124167</id><published>2011-06-26T22:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T02:59:28.414+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Duty Mess and the Cosfest</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Bad bad Saturday I had. I booked in in the morning for duty, because it was too late when I returned home on Friday, and I got fucked for it, even when I went to office at 0700 after Dad sent me with all my bags at 0630. Darweez scolded me like no tomorrow, just because it slipped my mind not to call him the previous night, and also because I keep moving around thanks to the pain in my back. Great. After getting the bullshit, the whole MT Line power was cut off for half a day, so no aircon nor internet. I called MSG Hing for help, but there wasn't much he could do because he was on course. Jamal called me awhile later and gave me a good talking to. Yes yes all the blame comes back to me, but not even a slight sympathy was given, even though I helped change duties with other people like free, and one even dared to talk so much when he owes me one Friday. Backstabbed me as a friend, this dog. Jamal visited in the afternoon after the power came back on, and never mentioned anything about the incident this morning. At night, Khai had to go home because his granny fell. True or not, I don't see why he should go unless she's admitted to hospital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had cheese sandwich and redbull for breakfast today, before I was let off by Matt. After washing up, I met Bey at Trellis, and we headed to PAsir Ris for the Cosfest. We met Eric, Leonard and Steven, and then Bear and Cas afterwards. Had BK lunch with Cas, before accompanying Bear to eat at the foodcourt. Then we headed to the arcade at E!Hub because Bey wanted to drum, but the game was like nothing we've seen before, so she kinda played screwed up songs, unfamiliar and long. On the way back home, we saw some reecruits taking buses to SFT, and they were aircon! Wtf! Haiz recruits nowadays, fucking pampered. Upon reaching BP, Bey accompanied me as always. Thank you again for coming with me Bey, you're the only reason I can still smile after what bullshit I always receive in camp. Thank you so much Bey. Love you. Till next time then, goodnight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1141437449714935206-2707811902876124167?l=menotblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/2707811902876124167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1141437449714935206&amp;postID=2707811902876124167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/2707811902876124167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/2707811902876124167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/2011/06/duty-mess-and-cosfest.html' title='Duty Mess and the Cosfest'/><author><name>MadKun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15363289412491279427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EvfaIn4Hbes/THST1QrQ92I/AAAAAAAADjY/cMAOF83zhYk/S220/41670_649128211_2851_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1141437449714935206.post-4402068016954898313</id><published>2011-06-24T22:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T02:48:26.734+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Graduation Parade</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This morning I took the train to PLC because I couldn't make it if I travel by bus. During the presentation ceremony, Daryl was presented with he Silver Bayonet, and most of us were quite shocked. But turned out it was a mistake because of the emcee. The spelling on my name in the certificate is wrong, thanks to fucked up nominal roll ever since Transport Sup course. Had Mcd lunch with Esmond, Daryl and Vernon, who made their way back to their respective camps afterwards. As for me, I was staying for the parade. After bathing back in PLC, I had my ex-companymate Shafi, now Ops Spec of Juliet, keep my bags for me. I went tothe MO to get my medical history, but there was no such thing, so I had to book an appointment at Bedok. Bumped into Sharime and Jumade at Charlie, and we talked about driving, and Randy being Jumadi's friend. After that I camped at Charlie with my ex-companymate Farid from Viper, who is a medic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the canteen intially to eat nasi lemak, but it wasn't available. Went to the mess, and met Damaians Syed and Haq, my juniors. I went back to camp with Farid afterwards and watched the crowd come in. My family arrived not long after, and I joined them at the Grandstand. During the picture-taking time, Dad approached one fo the officers to help us take our picture, and the officer turned out to be Eric Gan from GET, LOL. In the end I stood with Eric throughout the second half of the parade. When it ended, my family rushed for the food because Dad was hungry, lolz. I bade farewell to Eric, and after my family had their fill, we headed to my relatives' place in Woodlands for awhile, before heading home. Tired, and duty tomorrow, haiz. Till next time then, goodnight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1141437449714935206-4402068016954898313?l=menotblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/4402068016954898313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1141437449714935206&amp;postID=4402068016954898313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/4402068016954898313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/4402068016954898313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/2011/06/graduation-parade.html' title='Graduation Parade'/><author><name>MadKun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15363289412491279427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EvfaIn4Hbes/THST1QrQ92I/AAAAAAAADjY/cMAOF83zhYk/S220/41670_649128211_2851_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1141437449714935206.post-5481070224832737907</id><published>2011-06-23T22:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T02:40:17.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Triple Treats</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Today was fun. After a long ride to BP thanks to a very slow 966, we were off to City Hall. Had Mcd for lunch at Raffles City, before walking around the City Link seraching for a rubber band because Bey's sole was loose and she couldn't walk properly. We finally found a rubber band on a counter of one of the 3 7-11s we roamed. At Suntec, we had BK for high tea, because Bey wanted to try the fish burger. We headed back home after that. We sat the area, a quiet corner, but got found out by a student, who kept peeping at us. After feeling uncomfortable, we moved to one of the residents' lounge instead, and I helped Bey with her maths. Her sole detached completely after that, and we had to wrap it up in newspaper, to be placed in her bag. Headed to BPP to have dinner at Pizza Hut, trying a new dish called Cheesy Shrooms. Bey said it was too cheesy, but I felt it was fine lolz. Well, a happy day to fill in the unhappiness I've been facing recently. Thank you Bey, for coming out to jalan-jalan with me today. Love you. TIll next time then, goodnight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1141437449714935206-5481070224832737907?l=menotblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/5481070224832737907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1141437449714935206&amp;postID=5481070224832737907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/5481070224832737907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/5481070224832737907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/2011/06/triple-treats.html' title='Triple Treats'/><author><name>MadKun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15363289412491279427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EvfaIn4Hbes/THST1QrQ92I/AAAAAAAADjY/cMAOF83zhYk/S220/41670_649128211_2851_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1141437449714935206.post-3294870472047043826</id><published>2011-06-22T23:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T02:33:22.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Leave Charged</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;On Sunday morning I had a haircut where the place spammed Usher songs which brought back memories of secondary school. Bought Mcd for lunch, and fish curry for Gramps. Went to Hawa with my family for dinner, before heading to Telok Kurau for a visit to my Granduncle and Grandaunt. Dad sent me to Still Road where I took 966 to BP, while talking to Bey for one hour on the journey to PLC. Took 187 from there towards Boon Lay, and saw a pair of hot JC twins with an Indian girl aboard. Well, long story short, I reached camp in time, even though there wasn't any fall in. Had prata for breakfast on Monday morning, and bumped into Aliff. Bought a burger at the Mess while captain's ball was going on, and bumped into Iswardi outside the gym. Matt from Bedok called and pleaded for a change of duty. I was in a hurry to eat my lunch because of the time constraint, so I agreed blindly just to shut him up. I found out much later, that it was a fatal decision. I was hungry at night, and asked Esmond who was booking in from MC, to buy for me food from the Mess, but sadly it was closed. I forgot to bring my beret as I found out, but luckily Shaggy had an extra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday morning, I went to throw the night snacks with Shawn, before reading the papers at Charlie and SSG Deva saw me. I wanted to approach 1WO William for the injury report, but he was busy. Bumped into my BMT buddy FuWeng outside Bravo, and he's currently in Jurong Camp as a clerk. Nice. I also bumped into 1WO Azmi, my ex-Kilo 2IC, on the way to the Mess. It wasn't open yet, so we had roti john at the canteen, and I bumped into Bionn. After a medical lecture, I headed straight to the training office and met the SSM, before he introduced me to Mr Salleh, who was with MSG Ashruddin. He helped me acquired the training programme for my batch of last year, phew. Bought curry noodles and cheese wedges for Vernon who was too lazy to go and eat. During games, I bumped into WenYan, a junior from GET. Me, Esmond, Daryl and Richmond ninjaed off to the camp admin mess, and Esmond treated me to a cutlet since he owed me lunch, lawl. During dinner, we went to the usual mess, again. Crap I think I spent too much when I entered CAT. There was this Encik singing Westlife songs at the top of his eerie voice too, which made me lose my appetite. At night, I tried to call Darweez to inform him of the two free days, but I couldn't get through. I tried Encik, and wished I didn't, because I had to waste 2 leave days. Well, in the end I decided to take the leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trouble spells today. I was marked AWOL, because I wasn't in Bedok in the morning. After clarifying with the stupid PA of his, Encik finally found out, and thus moved on to wanting to charge me for taking leave without his permission. So obviously the call I made yesterday was not the initiation. After leaving PLC at 0900, everything was hell. I was told to get ready for whatever they'll give me on Monday. I proceeded on to Selarang, wanting to do my injury report, but the S1 is one impatient person, and thus I wasn't even getting a start to it. I needed to go back PLC to get the paperwork. During lunch, I followed Joseph to the cookhouse, and told him everything that happened. Back in HQ, I met Andika and he led me inside the trainees bunk to see Maman. Long time no see. Back at home, now I fear for my life. I will lose arguments because I was alone when I made the call, while Encik has his dog with him. Sian. Till next time then, goodnight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1141437449714935206-3294870472047043826?l=menotblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/3294870472047043826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1141437449714935206&amp;postID=3294870472047043826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/3294870472047043826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/3294870472047043826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/2011/06/leave-charged.html' title='Leave Charged'/><author><name>MadKun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15363289412491279427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EvfaIn4Hbes/THST1QrQ92I/AAAAAAAADjY/cMAOF83zhYk/S220/41670_649128211_2851_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1141437449714935206.post-4856670482365225785</id><published>2011-06-18T22:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-10T20:02:18.005+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Long Due Sushi Outing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This morning was a mess. I couldn't decide whether to on or off my comp, and I did, many times. But in the end I went out still, because it's been long since we had a sushi outing. I was supposed to meet Bey halfway, at Trellis, but I myself overslept and ended up at CJC, so I had to get a bus back to Trellis from the other side. We took 145 down towards Tanjong Pagar, and I saw the guy in the news, the one slashed by a 19yo because of girlfriend issues. The scar on his cheek was too obvious. We reached Icon Village, and the guy at the sushi counter asked for my age. I told him 22, but I think he heard 20, that's why we still got the Youth buffet LOL. Lucky. After a filling session, we headed to Iluma out of the blue. We sessioned at the GFDM station, but only on the guitars. Bey soloed the drums later on. On the bus ride home, we noticed this Malay family, the parents didn't look more than 20 years of age. Haiz the people nowadays, too hasty. We reached back at Pending early, so we sat around the area and relaxed. Bey then waited with me for my bus, and I saw one of the Bedok dogs in the bus, back from Woodlands I suppose. Till next time then, goodnight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1141437449714935206-4856670482365225785?l=menotblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/4856670482365225785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1141437449714935206&amp;postID=4856670482365225785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/4856670482365225785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/4856670482365225785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/2011/06/long-due-sushi-outing.html' title='Long Due Sushi Outing'/><author><name>MadKun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15363289412491279427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EvfaIn4Hbes/THST1QrQ92I/AAAAAAAADjY/cMAOF83zhYk/S220/41670_649128211_2851_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1141437449714935206.post-6197688474862487460</id><published>2011-06-17T21:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-10T14:29:27.664+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Week of CAT</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Took the train to PLC on Wednesday morning, and arrived quite early. Met MSG Asruddin, and then we were divided into syndicates. Shaggy managed to squeeze into mine, along with Esmond and Vernon. During teabreak, I bought pau at the canteen, and met Bahruddin from Viper, at the cookhouse during lunch. Went back to Charlie before lunch ended, and met JunPing, LianJin, Hanafi, WeiKie and Uncle Ron at the duty restroom, watching TV. Went to the mess with Esmond, Shaggy and Vernon, for early dinner, before bumping into Navin and Alvin, who were in a different syndicate, at the cookhouse. Went to the gift shop to buy a notebook, and bumped into Nizam from DMSS. That night, Shawnjit borrowed my slippers because he didn't bring his along, lawl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday arrived, and it was raining in the morning, so no PT. We had a sharing session, which most of us slept through. During lunch, we packed burger and had so-called area cleaning. Went to Leaders' Square to mark attendance, and bumped into the newly promoted Encik Lee, my ex-CWO. Bumped into Encik Lim, ex-PL1 PC of Charlie, while playing rugby. Had cutlet set during dinner with the others, before heading back to bunk, and finding out that Shawn was promoted overnight, lawl. But dismal was to come. We had a power trip till the following morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today arrived, and Esmond made the mozzies attack me because he wrapped himself up in his blanket. Met Taufiq from driving course furing lunch, and then Haq from DMSS at the Grandstand. Del was here today for the Promotion Ceremony, and he accompanied me at the Mess, where we bumped into KianYee from DMSS. When I headed back to bunk, they told me that I didn't have time to bathe, but in fact we waited for the bus for one hour. Should've just followed the guys out and took Richmond's car, haiz. Or even followed Vernon out, sian. Met Navin in the train and followed him to Jurong East, where I took 197, 51 and then 21 to get home, which took like 2 hours or so. Tired and worn out, wasted so much time waiting today, zz. Till next time then, goodnight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1141437449714935206-6197688474862487460?l=menotblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/6197688474862487460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1141437449714935206&amp;postID=6197688474862487460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/6197688474862487460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/6197688474862487460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/2011/06/first-week-of-cat.html' title='First Week of CAT'/><author><name>MadKun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15363289412491279427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EvfaIn4Hbes/THST1QrQ92I/AAAAAAAADjY/cMAOF83zhYk/S220/41670_649128211_2851_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1141437449714935206.post-4237492149666237423</id><published>2011-06-14T23:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-10T13:19:28.749+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Boys Who Ran</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Went to Sembawang yesterday, and bumped into Shaggy, Vernon, Navin, Alvin, Esmond and Richmond, all of whom are going to attend CAT along with me. Reached at 0800, but the attendance-taking took like 2 hours, lolz. I saw Syakir from DMSS too. Lunchtime arrived, and we were caught eating at the Mess by SLTC Nasir, damn. But luckily we were identified personally, more like in a group. After lunch, most of the guys left me and Alvin alone, wtf. They nearly took attendance, but didn't luckily, if not they sure die, lolz. I went home at 1700, and out of the blue treated Sis to McDelivery, even after I already ate noodles. I also learnt about my Gramps who had an accident in Malacca, he fell in the bathroom. But he's stable now. Take care Gramps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the morning today, I had McSpicy from yesterday, before heading out to SBC. Met Richmond, Esmond, Vernon and Shaggy at the gate, and got a free ride into the camp, without having to queue up at the guardhouse. In the end, all still left, even before lunch! Haiz. Me, Navin and Alvin stayed for a while longer. After watching a parade video, we met Matt at the cookhouse, and never ate much because they didn't want to give me extra chicken because I didn't want anything else. Ran away with Navin after lunch, while Alvin stayed behind. The two of us headed for Causeway Point, and had KFC. Bey showed up and joined us. Thank you for coming Bey, love you. Initially we wanted to accompany Navin home where he wanted to change clothes and head out for town, but his brother was home so we cancelled the plan. Bey saw some tentage near the inter, and by God's will, we went to the pasarmalam, Bey's melting point. I had to rush to the toilet soon after that, and had to queue up until I changed floors, argh! We dabaoed the food and ate at a Pending void deck. Reached home and PQed with Shawn and Del, and had prata with bandung thanks to Mom and Dad. Tomorrow, on to PLC in the morning. Till next time then, goodnight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1141437449714935206-4237492149666237423?l=menotblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/4237492149666237423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1141437449714935206&amp;postID=4237492149666237423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/4237492149666237423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/4237492149666237423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/2011/06/boys-who-ran.html' title='The Boys Who Ran'/><author><name>MadKun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15363289412491279427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EvfaIn4Hbes/THST1QrQ92I/AAAAAAAADjY/cMAOF83zhYk/S220/41670_649128211_2851_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1141437449714935206.post-1023643249778581674</id><published>2011-06-12T22:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-10T12:58:30.104+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend of Inpromptu</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ah, alot of random things happened. Things I never planned nor expected. Had Mcd at like 0200 just when yesterday started, thanks to Aunt and Uncle who happened to be hungry. They even took my bike out to buy, lolz. After I woke up in the morning, I settled my calendar curtains while watching Fairy Tail. After I was done, I headed out to meet Bey. Saw a destroyed poster along the way to the bustop, thanks to a fallen branch, and I had to run in the thunderstorm too, luckily I was wearing shoes. Bumped into Mr Khoo, Matthias' trainer, at Pending, lawl. After a little catching up, and meeting with Bey, we headed to the East, out of randomness. There was this Indian eating in hte bus along the way, freaking made the whole bus smell. We dropped at TP, and headed for Techno, where I haven't went for about a year or so. I ordered both BBQ and fried meals, and in the end we couldn't finish it, lawl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We decided to visit Del, without telling him. Found him vigorously Mapling in his room, and was quite shocked to see us at his window. In the midst of the moment, we decided to watch Kungfu Panda, but we had a hard time booking the tickets because me and Del missed some important details. In the end Gene had to book for us, lawl. Went to Tamp1 where Bey checked out their GFDM, but we couldn't session because they weren't connected. At the cinema, I accidentally pulled Gene's wrist, omg. Right after his operation. Argh I'm sorry! Firo was late for the movie, like halfway then he came lolz. I also received a permanent, and painful, back massage throughout the movie, because of some kid behind me keep kicking my seat. After transferring money for my aunt, we headed for Cartel where me and Bey shared a bolognese. At Kolam Ayer on the way home, I counted down the timing till 966 appeared, and it really did! Accompanied Bey to the CC toilet, and then we parted at the traffic light. At Pending, Paolo dropped down from 960 and greeted, I didn't even noticed him, LOL. Freak, he already ORDed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much happened today, but almost everything happened in two hours. My comp died at around 1400 and couldn't start. IT Show was happening at Suntec. I rushed over and bought a new lappy at $800 LOL. Fast eh. Pastamania was full so I skipped high tea. Reached home at around 1630, and watched Yes Man while settling my new laptop. After everything settled, I cooked myself a double egg noodle supper, and onwards to Sembawang tomorrow. Till next time then, goodnight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1141437449714935206-1023643249778581674?l=menotblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/1023643249778581674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1141437449714935206&amp;postID=1023643249778581674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/1023643249778581674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/1023643249778581674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/2011/06/weekend-of-inpromptu.html' title='Weekend of Inpromptu'/><author><name>MadKun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15363289412491279427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EvfaIn4Hbes/THST1QrQ92I/AAAAAAAADjY/cMAOF83zhYk/S220/41670_649128211_2851_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1141437449714935206.post-8923967985787085948</id><published>2011-06-10T23:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-23T10:03:07.022+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fucked Week</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I really got fucked badly this week. By Staff at the start, and now, by Encik at the end. Just minding my own business because everytime we had to wait for them to start their run before we could walk, I got fucked for that. A long 15min scolding session, with 95% of it not even relevant to what I just did. Well, I forgot about it anyway, it's minor details, and never really affected me, just that maybe favours are harder to come by now. After the morning walk, I haelped MSG Hing push some bikes from the MSCP, along with Ah Du and Zuhri. Bought dabao and ate in the office, thinking that I'd be leaving soon for ALB to return the bikes, but it wasn't meant to be. Had time to go to ECP Esso to draw money, before making my way to the mosque. After prayers, me and MSG Hing tried to change a battery on an OUV, because it died when I was about to head out. In the end, I had to change OUV. I reached ALB very late, and had to follow the commercial vehicle in with Ah Du because the OUV wasn't allowed in. I had to run all the way out to the front office because the uncle tricked my feelings when he said I need not to. I settled the paperwork while Ah Du settled the bikes. On the way back to camp, nearly had an accident with a trailer in front because I was tailgating. It turned out that in front of the trailer, an accident already occurred, thus the sudden breaking. Lucky me. Met Sir Kannan, Navin's friend, at the lift lobby, while making my way up to get my belongings, and he asked me how I met Navin and all that. That night, Mom and Dad fetched me along with my duffel bag, out of the hellhole for 2 weeks. Great weeks ahead in STC and PLC. Till next time then, goodnight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1141437449714935206-8923967985787085948?l=menotblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/8923967985787085948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1141437449714935206&amp;postID=8923967985787085948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/8923967985787085948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/8923967985787085948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/2011/06/fucked-week.html' title='Fucked Week'/><author><name>MadKun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15363289412491279427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EvfaIn4Hbes/THST1QrQ92I/AAAAAAAADjY/cMAOF83zhYk/S220/41670_649128211_2851_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1141437449714935206.post-2680326990746762535</id><published>2011-06-09T20:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-23T09:50:47.905+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Safety Talk @ Kranji Camp</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Today, it felt like I was sending Bey to school all over again. Woke up at 0500, got the first bus to the West, bought Mcd breakfast at Lot1, took another bus down to Unity Primary, and ate at one of the void decks. When I entered Kranji Camp III and arrived at the auditorium, I was looking forward to meeting Hanafi, but instead I bumped into Colin and Suppiah, and surprisingly, Gary. After watching a corporate video and an introductory clip by all 4 hubs, we watched some reenactment cases, and procedures about safety and whatnot. There was even a safety talk by a traffic police. Then the gore came. Restricted pictures from accidents were shown and blood was everywhere. Blearh. On the way out, I bumped into Alvin at the guardhouse. Walked to YewTee with Nas, Hasri and Syafiq, and ate Mcd with Syafiq while the other two headed on home. In the bus on the way home, I freaking overslept and had to U-turn, lolz. That's it for today really, a short but tiring day at Kranji. Till next time, goodnight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1141437449714935206-2680326990746762535?l=menotblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/2680326990746762535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1141437449714935206&amp;postID=2680326990746762535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/2680326990746762535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/2680326990746762535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/2011/06/safety-talk-kranji-camp.html' title='Safety Talk @ Kranji Camp'/><author><name>MadKun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15363289412491279427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EvfaIn4Hbes/THST1QrQ92I/AAAAAAAADjY/cMAOF83zhYk/S220/41670_649128211_2851_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1141437449714935206.post-4351352522121924181</id><published>2011-06-08T19:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-18T11:14:23.239+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Before Kranji</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I was so hungry on Monday morning that I had breakfast AND canteen food. Lunch was disgusting, luckily. Went with Vince to make our beret backing, and 1SG Matt wanted to change duty with me. Fine with me. At night, we played MonoDeal, and I found out that 2 certain leaders were missing throughout the day. Well, I guess they got privileges being close to another certain someone, haiz. Tuesday morning arrived, and it was chaos. I got fucked so bad for being a useless duty spec. All because someone locked the MTO office while the key was still inside. We had to break down the door to get the exercise keys and logbooks. Had breakfast with Merv, Vince and Sim at the canteen, before following Merv to the Emart to buy stuff and then to bunk where he kept them. I wanted to buy Redbull, but fucking hell MultiVending cheated me, and I got a Goldcow instead. In the afternoon, Nasruddin and Vince followed me to ALB to return some cables, and at night, we played MonoDeal again. Today, was supposed to go to Selarang and Kranji to help JiaLe with his stores, but in the end it was cancelled because no indents were made. Went to AVI instead with a 5TON and 3 LRs. And yet again, before I could book out, I had to stand in for SSG Ong, because 2 available leaders regarded food as more important, so they went out to eat. Great leaders. It wasn't wasted, luckily for them, because I had to write a statement for 1SG Khai, for a missing rack on a 5TON I last drove. Tomorrow, heading for Kranji, woots. Away from camp, awesome. Till next time then, goodnight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1141437449714935206-4351352522121924181?l=menotblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/4351352522121924181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1141437449714935206&amp;postID=4351352522121924181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/4351352522121924181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/4351352522121924181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/2011/06/before-kranji.html' title='Before Kranji'/><author><name>MadKun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15363289412491279427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EvfaIn4Hbes/THST1QrQ92I/AAAAAAAADjY/cMAOF83zhYk/S220/41670_649128211_2851_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1141437449714935206.post-748922086186037591</id><published>2011-06-04T23:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-18T10:55:40.549+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Initially Dual Movie</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I returned back to camp in the morning to settle some fuel card issues, while the others prepare for exercise. Sim helped me along the way, so my job became faster and easier. Once I was done, I was released at around noon. Met Bey soon after I reached home and washed up. Bey bought a bun for me because I skipped lunch. We waited for 190 or 700 to come, heading for PS, but both were packed, so we took the less packed one anyway. Got to PS, and had to skip watching Kungfu Panda because of limited seats selling fast. In the end the both of us headed to Pastamania to have early dinner. Bey tried one cream pasta, but she didn't like it lolz. We went to Zone X, and found out that they were using coins while upgrading their card system, so we never played anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took a bus to Marina Square, and Bey played V2 at the arcade, while offered 5 rounds each play. Omg Bey was high. She played like 3 turns in a row lolz. Don't know how she got the energy. We went outside to warm up since it was cold, and played Joker with my cards, near a pond. We returned to the arcade to duet guitar, and then somehow while we were walking around, we ended up at the rooftop, which was empty. Nope, no hanky-panky from me, we just watched view of the Esplanade and MBS. I contacted Shawn and met him at LJS. Jem, Del, Snow and JunHao were already there. We headed to the cinema, and happened to bump into Yanhao who was watching the same movie at the same time as us, lawl. After watching the awesome X-Men, we bumped into JunHao and his family outside the cinema. He didn't watch with us that is. Outside the arcade, I bumped into Aidil, my operator. Nice, Aidil met Aidil, LOL. Jem and Bey, usual, went to drum, while me, Shawn and Del went to play pool. Snow went to eat with her friend. At around 2300, me and Bey bade goodbye to the rest, and met Jem at Subway, before making our way to Suntec, and I split from the two of them for the night. Thanks Jem for taking Bey home, and thanks Bey for tahaning being dragged around, lolz. Thank you everyone, for today. Till next time then, goodnight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1141437449714935206-748922086186037591?l=menotblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/748922086186037591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1141437449714935206&amp;postID=748922086186037591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/748922086186037591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/748922086186037591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/2011/06/initially-dual-movie.html' title='Initially Dual Movie'/><author><name>MadKun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15363289412491279427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EvfaIn4Hbes/THST1QrQ92I/AAAAAAAADjY/cMAOF83zhYk/S220/41670_649128211_2851_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1141437449714935206.post-6681831876031973917</id><published>2011-06-03T23:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-17T23:18:30.379+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Standing In Twice</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I booked in earlier than usual on Wednesday night because I had to replace 1SG Jo at 0500 thanks to his NDP involvement. I went to eat breakfast when Zul arrived at the office, and in turn, I wwas deemed late. Went to gift shop with Vince initially for the beret backing thing, but aunty was busy. Went to Emart instead, where Vince bought some field items. I bumped into Goomagan from Viper, who is now the COPA of 3GDS, and he'll be working with me for the GPCar that the CO drives. Went to Selarang intially to get back a jeep, but it couldn't be started. I began to sweat, and feeling guilty because I was making Sir Adi and Firdaus wait for me. In the end I gave up, and drove the vehicle back, before going topup first. At night, I showed Vince the bunk. I booked out in secret, and regretted it when I came back, because Vince's vehicle brokedown during orientation, and the key was with him! I hung out at level 5 while watching dudes playing PS2, and at night, ate noodles with Sir in the bunk, with an annoying 2SG hanif lying down on my bed before he even bathed. God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I stood in, yet again, for SSG Ong while he went to bathe. I should really learn to say no. I followed MSG Hing to Selarang in a lightstrike. People keep staring at us because of the vehicle itself. We couldn't recover the jeep, and even the lightstrike itself got problems. We had to push the vehicles here and there, and was pooped by the end of the pushing. Met a fellow YOG helper, who was checking the 5TON. On the way out of camp, I saw Karkoon driving a CV car, and Jansen at the gate. After a quick lunch and pray, I helped the operators tag their field vehicles for exercise.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1141437449714935206-6681831876031973917?l=menotblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/6681831876031973917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1141437449714935206&amp;postID=6681831876031973917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/6681831876031973917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/6681831876031973917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/2011/06/standing-in-twice.html' title='Standing In Twice'/><author><name>MadKun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15363289412491279427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EvfaIn4Hbes/THST1QrQ92I/AAAAAAAADjY/cMAOF83zhYk/S220/41670_649128211_2851_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1141437449714935206.post-7473884187561998498</id><published>2011-06-01T20:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-09T20:48:46.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Forget About It</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;On Monday, I had breakfast with Kelvin, who was there with his platoon. As I was away on Thursday and Friday in Tekong, I tried to do my work early, and thus skipped the morning run, since I don't run anyway. And I got scolded by Encik for doing due work, zz. I ran with Richmond in the end, one big round around the camp. I was out with one 3SG from GCC group, to find a missing headset from a signal set, and I had to climb in through the broken window because I forgot to bring the key, ouch. Then CO visited, and I was late, LOL. After cleaning the bunk, because of a suspected S4 check, I was sent to the guardroom to give a fuel card to Mr Harun, a KFC. I washed my OUV after that, and then Desmond, TianShui and QiJun surprised me when they visited for fuel cards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I was supposed to escort a vehicle to DB&lt; according to Joseph, but damn, no one let me go. Went to topup an OUV with Mervyn, and someone pissed me off for calling my "name" and then ignoring me, so I plugged my earpiece in. at 1800, we were released. My laptop crashed twice, pissed me off again. I ate my leftover pizza pieces to cheer myself up, but I couldn't finish them, damn. Should've kept one. At night, I was too lazy to bathe, so I slept on the dirty bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the morning, Firdaus was limping, because someone leglocked him. Had breakfast with Sim, and then went to the gym with him, to do lower back exercises, but sadly it opened late, and there's only one machine dedicated to the lower back, zz. Staff briefed me about iTrack later today, and I went to topup with Azzri, and when I returned, I was immediately sent for a last-minute detail on a 5ton, to SAFTI. On the way home, I forgot to turn on the headlights. Heng I made it safely back. There was no lunch left upon my return, and in the evening, some bastards thought food was more important, so naturally I was to stand in for them. I should really learn how to say no. Took the bus home with Azzri, and bumped into the Aslam-lookalike on the bus. I should change the way I am. Till next time then, goodnight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1141437449714935206-7473884187561998498?l=menotblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/7473884187561998498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1141437449714935206&amp;postID=7473884187561998498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/7473884187561998498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/7473884187561998498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/2011/06/forget-about-it.html' title='Forget About It'/><author><name>MadKun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15363289412491279427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EvfaIn4Hbes/THST1QrQ92I/AAAAAAAADjY/cMAOF83zhYk/S220/41670_649128211_2851_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1141437449714935206.post-2732239354143446964</id><published>2011-05-29T22:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-09T20:21:45.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feed Bey Pomo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Today I went over to BP way too early. Well, actually it was Bey being late, because of some family thing. In the end I seeked refuge in Jem's house, watching him LoL while waiting. Finally my phone rang near 1700. Like wth, so late liao. Anyway Bey wanted to meet YQ, but he wasn't free, and I was fucking hungry, so off to BPP we went, instead of town as I intended. We had pizza, and Jem had Subway, but we couldn't finish the food. Damn, I never learnt my lesson. But I swear I was super hungry at Jem's, then suddenly I was full after two pieces, like wth. Bey was already full thanks to her family, and the pasta I fed her. Jem and Bey then went to drum, and the hihat was spoilt so they can't get SS. We played Photo Hunt together after that, and my back kena owned after 81 rounds, ouch. Jem tried to play DDR, and it was spoilt too! We parted with Jem after that, and Bey accompanied me, while having one piece of the pizza we dabaoed. If only you could've come out earlier Bey, we could've gone somewhere else. Ah well. Thanks for today Bey, as always. Till next time then, goodnight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1141437449714935206-2732239354143446964?l=menotblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/2732239354143446964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1141437449714935206&amp;postID=2732239354143446964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/2732239354143446964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/2732239354143446964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/2011/05/feed-bey-pomo.html' title='Feed Bey Pomo'/><author><name>MadKun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15363289412491279427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EvfaIn4Hbes/THST1QrQ92I/AAAAAAAADjY/cMAOF83zhYk/S220/41670_649128211_2851_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1141437449714935206.post-1948640127959994197</id><published>2011-05-28T23:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-09T18:27:38.502+08:00</updated><title type='text'>After Tekong</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I was so nervous on Thursday morning that I didn't eat much for breakfast. Reported to S3, and made my way to SFT, taking the RPL for the first time. Upon reaching, I took 3WO Salman to the medical centre, passing by a certain Aaron Chay and Shahul Hameed who were having IPPT. I was instructed to get a rover for other purposes, so off to the MT Line for me. Met Zahir and Yusri there, and tried to get a rover twice but both got problem. The third one had one blind eye, but I was running out of time, so I took it. Wanted to topup petrol, but Nigel was sleeping at home on his leave, dammit. Instead of safety driver, I became ammo/ferry driver. Saw new recruits at the Dragon area, with long and dyed hair. ORD loh! In 3 months. I fetched a lot of people to and fro today. BSM, CO, OCs, etc. The BSM took some of us to visit a Muslim grave near the place we were resting. I became the prayer guy as we all prayed together, LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evening arrive, and my rover got stuck in a mudpool while we were out delivering dinner. Had to get the help of one 1SG and 2SG I was driving, to push the rover out as it had no power. Useless Tekong vehicles. Then we went to another entrance, and this time, there was a fallen tree. !@#$. In the end had to take the bloody long way. Not that I'm complaining. I got cool mileage, though not as great as from camp to PLC. I fetched this 1SG Aziz, whose face was rather familiar. Found out that he was once an instructor in Sispec while I was having my BSLC. He talked to me about how Malays have evolved over the years, now losing morals and values. I agreed, and he told me I was a rare diamond, one of the few he came across. Wahaha. I sent him to Bronco where he met his ex-commander. And guess who I bumped into. TripleH. Sir TripleH, Bronco 2IC. Imba! Chatted with him for awhile, and the obese recruits were giving us weird looks, because a driver chatted happily with their lieutenant, lawl. After the talk, I fetched 3WO Yuen from the jetty, and he brought Canadian Pizza, but sadly it was only for the commanders. That night, while transferring people to the jetty to take the last boat, I nearly hit a boar, which was near-silver in colour, thanks to the rover beam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 0200 yesterday morning, I was driving to the ammo dump in a sleepy state of mind. And when I went back tot he shed to sleep, I woke up spurting saliva, thanks to my dream, LOL. After I had my morning shit and washed my face, XJ called about fuel cards, and I was like I'm nowhere nearby. Went to the School4 cookhouse to get rations, and accompanied the OOCs to the canteen. Had a change of plans in the afternoon. I was told to stay back and cover safety while the rest returned home. Khai could go back early, Nasrom could go back at night, and Syafiq could go back to mainland, but would be stuck till the following morning. Covered safety for the GCC route march, and me, RSM, and the two medics sang retro songs along the way, as the rover moved slowly but surely. Filled up jerry cans, and no dinner, wth. There was one 2LT casualty, but the medics did a great job enabling him to join the rest in a few hours. I returned the vehicle soon after they reached the jetty, and before boarding the ferry, they were tortured yet again, lolz. So long since I took the Penguin, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was way past midnight when I took Nasrom's tonner back to camp, and settled in for the night, though I had to get up at 0500 to get to ECP. After eating noodles and talking with Bey, I had my 4 hours of sleep. Syafiq drove me to ECP at 0500, and I got my OUV back. I saw a bunch of kids in ECP, having woken up from their sleep by the shouts of the warrants, and their petrified looks as they saw the Guardsmen-to-be got tortured endlessly. One of their even had a bloodied penis, and the poor medic had to tend to him. I read the newspaper in the OUV while waiting for the torture to end, and when it did, I was off to fill up fuel at the nearest petrol station. I let Syafiq go home while I covered safety for the graduation parade. Encik bought me prata, and after the parade, I was still stuck because no one claimed the signal set. In the end I kept the things in the OUV, and returned home. At home, I tried a new way to cook Maggi noodles, but it turned out nasty! That was my Tekong journey. Till next time then, goodnight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1141437449714935206-1948640127959994197?l=menotblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/1948640127959994197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1141437449714935206&amp;postID=1948640127959994197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/1948640127959994197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/1948640127959994197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/2011/05/after-tekong.html' title='After Tekong'/><author><name>MadKun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15363289412491279427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EvfaIn4Hbes/THST1QrQ92I/AAAAAAAADjY/cMAOF83zhYk/S220/41670_649128211_2851_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1141437449714935206.post-8767022884419906623</id><published>2011-05-25T19:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-05T01:14:04.634+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Before Tekong</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ahh, the two days of freedom before going Tekong for exercise thanks to my big mouth. Went to breakfast at the cookhouse and saw a humungous rat. Then got back to MT Line to get fucked by a certain 1WO Winnie for not being on the ball. Drove a jeep to PLC with Nazmi, with an accelerator that doesn't deserve its name. Bumped into Ariff at the cookhouse there, before having roti john at the canteen, meeting Norman from EA, Yan and Gerald too. Had a 5min pool with Nazmi because the CIS people were summoning us back, and I discovered that some liquid was spilling from the jeep, but luckily it wasn't much. We took the AYE road back, and passed by MBS and the Flyer, and a trailer which drove past its limit had a burst tyre, right next to Nazmi, poor guy. Naz even beat a red light en route to camp, with alot of people looking. We found out upon returning, that there was a tonner accident in PIE. At night, while on duty, one of the jeep on course had a breakdown and I had to change it, but I had to go through shits to get the key from FMW, especially the freaking key being wrong. Luckily I got to settle it before midnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today arrived, and I supplied the jeep exchange and a motorbike mirror for the course dudes, along with a spare tyre. Slept in bunk awhile after bathing, and then follow MSG Hing to Dieppe to settle some generators. Such a deserted node, and we pushed and washed two generators, so tiring. Along the way back via TPE in the GP Car, I saw LingKai from driving course, driving an OUV. Upon getting back, I got wind of myself going to Tekong for exercise, all because I said I wanted my licence. Great. Me and my big mouth. And so I booked out before the tiring detail which starts tomorrow and ends on Saturday. Met the Aslam-lookalike in the bus, and saw a dead bird at the stairs outside my home. Sim called while I was playing, telling me to park my vehicle, so I got Azzri to help me. Time to book in, and not bookout till Saturday. Till next time then, goodnight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1141437449714935206-8767022884419906623?l=menotblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/8767022884419906623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1141437449714935206&amp;postID=8767022884419906623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/8767022884419906623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/8767022884419906623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/2011/05/before-tekong.html' title='Before Tekong'/><author><name>MadKun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15363289412491279427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EvfaIn4Hbes/THST1QrQ92I/AAAAAAAADjY/cMAOF83zhYk/S220/41670_649128211_2851_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1141437449714935206.post-6929040969663502466</id><published>2011-05-23T20:50:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-05T00:51:37.632+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Busy Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I booked in on Tuesday and saw Marcus playing with his PSP lawl. Nothing much happened the next day either, with me meeting Ronald Wee for the first time in NS. While checking the fuel file, I found out that there was one missing receipt, so I headed over to 1GDS and met 2LT Mark again, asking for the guy and his signature. After getting what I wanted, I was off to follow Adnan for topup, and sweep leaves with Sim and Mervyn before booking out for nights out. Thursday arrived, with breakfast not filling, so I had canteen food with Ashary, XiaoJie, Richmond and Kumaran. I headed over to the guarhouse afterwards, to get Azwan's signature for a lost receipt. The Emart was still close, so I had to buy my shaver and lighter from the gift shop. Accompanied Farhan to sew his badge, before playing MonoDeal in the restroom with some people. Went to the canteen with Gene, before finding out on safety email that Kumar from driving course got into an accident with a motorbike. Poor guy. By the way there wasn't any bookout.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday arrived, and I got confined for coming down early, but not falling in on time. Awesome. Walked and had no mood for breakfast. Then some tyre dudes arrived and caused some confusion between me, Hanafi and MSG Hing. The trip to ALB was cancelled for me, and I had noodles after prayers, because lunch sucks. Some ORDing dudes came back and we had pizza and Popeye, but I just had pizza. That night, Richmond came over to my bunk to have a talk, before a confusion was caused for what to fall in with the following morning. Fell in the next morning and found out someone had been talking about me behind my back, about being lazy and too free, when he himself hasn't paid me back for the duties I performed for him in his absence. Awesome guy. After mass cleaning of the MT Line, I skipped the food Encik bought for some of us, and went straight off. After playing with Bey, I departed for CS to ifnd Wes and Yan. Cas, Shawn, Gene, Del and Bear appeared when the 3 of us got the seats for Fish and Co. Bought snacks and drinks at NTUC for the so-called party at Cas' place, and on the way there, I witnessed a pedophile far worse than me, but Del told me the girlfriend had a babyface. Fuck. And Cas' house was fucking ulu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday morning arrived after a night of Dota video spamming and a short sleep. Woke up at 0700 and left Cas' place, to find out that if I'd gone via bus number 5, I would've reach his place 5mins from the bustop isntead of 15mins from Simei. Went for a haircut, and then had a game of Dota where I felt like a WCG player with Storm Spirit who had 20+ assists and only 1 death, thanks to last-minute escapes. Bought bubble tea on the way to meet Bey, and we went to BPP where she drummed. Had sushi at the CC, and then chilled at the void deck near her home. Bought tako at the pasarmalam near her place, then after sending her home, I went to Hawa with my family. They sent me to camp, where I changed in the interchange toilet. This morning, I had breakfast at the canteen, and helped 1WO Teo settled some ST Engineering paperwork with MSG Hing, before settling a lost motorbike receipt for myself. Had murtabak with the leaders, courtesy of the two Bouncies, and in the evening, I had perimission to come out to fix my specs. After making a new frame, I came home to Maple with Bey. Happy belated birthday Cas, it was fun this weekend, though I'm a bit tired, still fatigued from it. Till next time then, goodnight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1141437449714935206-6929040969663502466?l=menotblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/6929040969663502466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1141437449714935206&amp;postID=6929040969663502466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/6929040969663502466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/6929040969663502466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/2011/05/busy-weekend.html' title='A Busy Weekend'/><author><name>MadKun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15363289412491279427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EvfaIn4Hbes/THST1QrQ92I/AAAAAAAADjY/cMAOF83zhYk/S220/41670_649128211_2851_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1141437449714935206.post-2286824401087740205</id><published>2011-05-17T20:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-04T01:31:25.495+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holiday Gigolo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yeap, I was a gigolo today. Or at least I felt like one. Was supposed to eat lunch with the dudes at Tamp today, but because Mom and Dad bought nasi lemak for me, I didn't go in the end. I was out by noon, going over to Bey's place, when I realised, upon arrival, that I've forgotten my wallet. Great. Looks like Bey had to treat me today, or at least pay for our expenses first. Bey came down late because her stomach was upset, and that she couldn't find her PSP battery cover. When she finally got it, we were off to Far East Plaza. After much roaming, we bumped into Ah Leong from MT Line. Doing engineering now that he ORDed, but his hands were in a bad state. Had Pastamania there, and we bought an upsized pasta, which didn't look upsized at all. After sharing that plate, we ordered another, but normal this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way down to DBG, we bumped into Justin Seet, a member of Del's Dota clan, at one of the DBS along the route. He was with a girl, but they weren't holding hands, yet. Me and Bey went atop Orchard Central and took pictures of the magnificent view from the top. Pictures are available &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/media/set/?set=a.10150192703463212.319003.649128211&amp;l=8bcb4f7bf2"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. After the roof garden, we were off to Park Mall, one we never been to before. But upon stepping in, there wasn't a reason to be there in the first place. It's for rich people. Out of the blue, Bey wanted to go to Fort Canning Park upon hearing that it's right behind the mall, so off we went, but we never lasted an hour there. After buying a can of drink to quench our thirst for climbing up the place, we got rampaged by mozzies. On the way home, Bey played Harvest Moon all the way, while I watched. Got home, after Bey accompany me, and packed my field pack items. Then it's booking in time. Thank you for today Bey, you made me survive the day without my wallet =D. Till next time then, goodnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1141437449714935206-2286824401087740205?l=menotblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/2286824401087740205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1141437449714935206&amp;postID=2286824401087740205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/2286824401087740205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/2286824401087740205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/2011/05/holiday-gigolo.html' title='Holiday Gigolo'/><author><name>MadKun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15363289412491279427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EvfaIn4Hbes/THST1QrQ92I/AAAAAAAADjY/cMAOF83zhYk/S220/41670_649128211_2851_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1141437449714935206.post-4655152690095446104</id><published>2011-05-16T23:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-16T23:42:52.888+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holiday Heldback</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Exactly. It wasn't all pleasant, heck, I didn't even know tomorrow is Vesak Day. Sunday was boring. All I did was eat pizza slices leftover from last Wednesday for breakfast, and then I spent the whole day sewing my bolster and watching Power Rangers. What a life! Before booking in I thought I could eat the remaining two slices but apparently fatter pigs wanted to have them. So I booked in hungry. Had some Twiggies before I slept, that's all. Then today arrived. No PT for me in the morning because there were some shits to do, like something that wasn't in my line of work, but I had to rectify it anyway. Problems not caused by me were directed at me today. And guess what, I was supposed to know them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to the problems, I was held back from going off at 1400 like the rest of the coy. It was confusion after confusion, me trying desperately to do my work as time ticked by. Furthermore, I had to wait for the duty leader to come back from taking his wallet from home, haiz. Sun bian because I got the headache to spare. Even Redbull and MSG Hing didn't help much. After frantically finishing what I could finish, I was off with Ah Du, at around 1830. That's very late. I don't know why but today Bey doesn't seem to be free. Wanted to ask her out to Tamp for lunch with the dudes tomorrow. Oh well, hopefully whatever shit waiting for me back in coyline, I can handle them come this Wednesday. Till next time then, goodnight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1141437449714935206-4655152690095446104?l=menotblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/4655152690095446104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1141437449714935206&amp;postID=4655152690095446104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/4655152690095446104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/4655152690095446104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/2011/05/holiday-heldback.html' title='Holiday Heldback'/><author><name>MadKun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15363289412491279427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EvfaIn4Hbes/THST1QrQ92I/AAAAAAAADjY/cMAOF83zhYk/S220/41670_649128211_2851_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1141437449714935206.post-704034504016743617</id><published>2011-05-14T23:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-15T17:17:47.285+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SLS, Skypark and Arnold's</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I reported at 0445 to a 2LT from Pegasus of my batch. We tested my speaker on the way to PLC, and it died halfway, LOL. Well, because it wasn't charged. Upon arrival at the range, we went to SAFTI to fetch someone who looked like Aslam, a colleague at Funland in 2005. It rained while the range was happening, and the OUV felt like an oven, but I had to choose between heat or mozzies. Fucking forgot to bring repellent, zz. A turban MAJ arrived to check on the exercise, and I was murdered because I wasn't prepared, and new to the thing. After playing MonoDeals, we settled for the night, and I had to sleep with the rest of the company to shield myself from the bloody mozzies because I couldn't sleep in the OUV when they're biting happily at my feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After booking in at the MO of PLC in the morning yesterday, me and 2LT Mark went to the canteen to buy stuff, and I said hi to the aunty and uncle there after so long. Had free prata from Khai, before we played cards. And we stopped after I found out that they hid the power cards, lolz. After the exercise, Charles, one of Nicholas Chang's friend I recognised from BSLC, tumpang me back to Bedok. Staff scolded me upon arrival, because of the workload I didn't clear up before going for the exercise, when it's not even my line of work, zz. Richmond treated me to KFC, and I got to wash clothes and bathe, before I finished my work all the way at midnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning, 2SG Chia was late, but I get to go off first, after playing a round of soccer with Firdaus at the MO. Met Bey at around noon, and Tenderbest at Greenridge wasn't open, so we settled for chicken rice at Banquet. Went to BPP where Bey treated me to Ribena, and she ate sushi at the Garden Plaza. Went to the interchange, but had to go back Mcd to dabao for her bro, then we took the bus at the interchange to Jem's. After transferring of Harvest Moon, Bey left for home after getting scolded by her mom. I'm sorry Bey. On the bus ride home, I was enveloped around cows. And I was scared because if I look somewhere I shouldn't, I might be in for a shock. Luckily I survived. Wes headed to my place before we set off for Bugis, after I got my charger in for Bey if I ever meet her. Had McFlurry and seaweed fries with Wes and Yanhao while waiting for Jem, and after he arrived and ate, we headed to SLS for Yanhao to find his stuff. Eventually I found my cable thanks to Wes, at Burlington beside SLS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I headed over to MBS, walked from Raffles Quay all the way, and walked past 3 towers just to find the bloody entrance, as I missed the first one, LOL. Met Char, who brought me upstairs to meet Bey, and together they took me to the Skypark. It was a fantastic place iwth a fantastic view. Enough said. Free entrance thanks to them too, yay. Then I departed for dinner with my family. Thank you Bey and Char for today, it was worth the walk, ahah. On the bus ride to City Plaza, there was this spitting uncle in the bus, god. Lucky I wasn't in front of him. Arnold's was full, so I had to get a ticket. Saw Razid from coyline, ORD personnel now, dabaoing from there. I blown $80 on dinner alone, ouch. Pictures of today? Right &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/media/set/?set=a.10150180785338212.315344.649128211&amp;amp;l=8fb73f8518"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. Till next time then, goodnight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1141437449714935206-704034504016743617?l=menotblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/704034504016743617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1141437449714935206&amp;postID=704034504016743617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/704034504016743617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/704034504016743617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/2011/05/sls-skypark-and-arnolds.html' title='SLS, Skypark and Arnold&apos;s'/><author><name>MadKun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15363289412491279427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EvfaIn4Hbes/THST1QrQ92I/AAAAAAAADjY/cMAOF83zhYk/S220/41670_649128211_2851_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1141437449714935206.post-7240141455379956955</id><published>2011-05-11T20:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-15T16:44:03.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Off Like No Off</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Dad and Mom sent me on Sunday morning for my duty. I had noodles for breakfast, and washed my clothes. Then I found out the fuel key is missing. Great. I slept after that, and lunch sucks, so I slepta gain till dinner which was nasi lemak. Encik came, but no dinner left, poor him. Took blanket from upstairs for the safari bed, but I closed it when Rashid said he was heading upstairs, and I had to reopen it when he came down at like 0130, zz. On Monday, Staff came and showed me where he hid the key, behind his shirt, zz. Then I helped 1WO Teo with some links that 1WO Winnie sent him, but I got lost too though I made more progress. I went to the MO again, but yet again I was turned down because they didn't have the records that I needed. Then I helped him again, this time with a letter of sorts for a commercial company. Went home and Dotaed with Eric, before booking in with dabaoed Mcd, meeting the same an ex-Damaian there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to canteen with Gene in the morning yesterday. It suddenly rained so heavily, that I had to get Azzri to fetch us from there. Went to Selarang to fetch a new boy called Aidil, LOL, with the help of Joseph. Topup with Nasrom in an aircon OUV, woots, before standing in for a last-minute 2SG Chia urgent leave, haiz. This morning, I was out by 0800. Confirmed with Wes that I'd be meeting him at TP for lunch, then I went out just before noon. Met Afzal while roaming around at Flavours. and I managed to meet one aunty I haven't seen since I left school. After sitting with Afzal and his friend at the lobby, Wes arrived and I left with him to Mensa. The queue there was disorderly, so we changed to Design instead, and I got to talk with the uncle and aunty there too. After lunch, we headed to SLS where Wes wanted to find a mouse and me, a speaker. In the end none of us found what we wanted, lolz. So we headed to Bugis to wait for Bey while haivng sundaes at Mcd. Bey overshot the stop because I told her the wrong directions =x sorry Bey. She walked from Bras Basah all the way back to Bugis, and we took a bus down to Funan. We managed to find a speaker, but no cable, sian. Had pizza and pasta at Pizza Hut before Wes left early for his birthday dinner, and I got a call from coyline saying that I have a detail at 0400. Zzz. Now I need to head back. Packed the pizzas and slept on the bus with Bey, and sadly after that, 966 arrived almost instantly after 190. I'm sorry for leaving you so soon Bey. In 966, there was this Malay couple who talked like they were at opposite ends of a soccer field, so I was denied sleep, zz. Mervyn called not long after, to tell me details of the detail. Now I need to book in and get some sleep. Bloody hell, some off this is. Till next time then, goodnight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1141437449714935206-7240141455379956955?l=menotblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/7240141455379956955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1141437449714935206&amp;postID=7240141455379956955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/7240141455379956955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/7240141455379956955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/2011/05/off-like-no-off.html' title='Off Like No Off'/><author><name>MadKun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15363289412491279427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EvfaIn4Hbes/THST1QrQ92I/AAAAAAAADjY/cMAOF83zhYk/S220/41670_649128211_2851_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1141437449714935206.post-6922198923612617327</id><published>2011-05-07T23:34:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-15T16:21:18.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Week and Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;On Tuesdaym I had breakfast with Gene at the canteen because breakfast at the cookhouse wasn't filling. We saw Andy from IITSC, the smugface. Went for AVI and saw some Psycho classmate who recognised me from TP. So honoured! Saw Jansen walking along a footpath in Selarang, and I had to wait for sometime because the system was down, so I decided to fix the canopy and stayed in the cabin. I parked the tonner at the Hub after confirming that the system was unable to restart. Shahrul fetched me back, and this time Jansen was at the gate. After lunch at Bedok, Shahrul sent me to Selarang again, this time with an entourage of 5 OUVs. I feel so honoured! Jansen even let the entourage entered after seeing my face, LOL. While waiting for the tonner to be tested, Hafiz gave me a ride in the unimog around camp. The tonner failed, so Staff Jerry had to fix it for me, along with Hisham. It rained suddenly, but the tonner passed, and he noticed that the spare tyre was missing. Lucky me, or it's DB. Upon eraching back, the vision wasn't clear, and I nearly rammed into a pillar at MT Line because I mistook the accelerator for the brakes. Phew. Sir Alvin was in the office with Ah Leong, and they ordered pizza. After doing file checks, I was done for the day. I never even eat lunch nor dinner because of the close shaves today. Made me uneasy. At night, I just had muffin while watching Pokemon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Wednesday, I did an eTest on security with 1WO Teo, before heading out to find an OUV and getting stuck in 1GDS thanks to another heavy rain. Farhan fetched me back, and it was lunchtime. I saw Nicole at the cookhouse when I passed by it on the way to 1GDS, so I took the oppurtunity to go there with a reason. To get more sambal! I managed to talk to her because I had to get her permission to get the sambal. After talking to her supervisor, I was off with the sambal, LOL. I went for AVI again after lunch, and the water on the canopy made my logbook wet when I moved, zz. Jansen was at the gate again! The vehicle failed, zz. And while fixing it, Ridz the technician accidentally broke the wiper, LOL. While Staff Jerry was fixing it, we had a lecture about signing on, by this Maintenance Encik out of nowhere. After passing the vehicle, I was off back to camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday arrived, and I skipped breakfast because I woke up late. I got scolded by Encik because I read the papers while other people were cleaning the area. Normal day I guess. Followed Gene to the canteen, and then I went to hunt for the COPA again for the logbook, but he wasn't in. Hanafi drove the minibus over the camonet and it got stuck in one of the wheels. Luckily it's easy freed. After accounting cards, I followed Azzri to topup an OUV, which has no fucking aircon! Helped Musa buy a cigarette pack, so troublesome with the prices range so differently, but luckily I bought the right one. I tossed it to him on the way back while it was his turn going out, just outside the guardhouse, LOL. Played MonoDeal with Mervyn, XJ and Sim, before going to the 5th floor to watch the parade rehearsal and play MonoDeal again, this time with Adnan and Syafiq. The rehearsal ended at midnight, zz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Encik lost his voice. But he still shouted at everyone for being late. Lucky me. 1WO Teo instructed me to clear some stagnant water atop a tonner, and after a useless trip to the MO for a lognet which they ownself never heard of, I followed Gene to the canteen again. I helped two Indians from HubWest park their lightstrike vehicles at the MSCP, and I couldn't go pray before there's no one to stay in the office while the rest rehearsed. Stood in for Encik while he went to a meeting after everyone went home, and after buay tahan for sometime, I called him to let me go home early because the following day is my birthday. Surprisingly he let me off, lawl. After getting home and changed, it was time to meet the guys for dinner. Initially it was PAstamania, but Wes wanted Fish &amp;amp; Co. instead. But the queue was fucking long. One by one people arrived, and finally we decided to go somewhere else. I just didn't expect it to be the arcade upstairs, LOL. Thanks to Gene and Yanhao who wanted to ID6. Wes, Bear and Kok were also dragged up. Del was already up there, and soon Cas, Amanda, Shawn and Johan made their appearances. Bumped into GY on the way down to the interchange, where we took 10 to Georges.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fucking noisy in the bus, and Rusydi gave me a surprise call that I was needed back in coyline. Bloody hell, lucky I heard Encik's voice in the background saying that it was Hanafi who he was supposed to call. Phew. And so we arrived at that area, and had Indian fast food for late dinner. The pots they served us looked so fucking small, but it deceived us. The pot can contain 3 plates worth of rice. Even Bear couldn't finish his pot, LOL. I could though, phew. Wes sneaked out with Kok and Amanda to do something, so I followed suit, sensing something amiss. They went to a cake shop, and I sneaked in just as Wes was purchasing. Amanda saw me and nudged Kok, who smiled apologetically, then there's Wes who was disappointed because I successfully blown their plan, lawl. Fats arrived not long after. As Gene and I were the quickest to eat, we went over to the pub to get our seats, but the pub only managed to reserved like half of the number I asked for, zz. The two of us MonoDealed first until the rest came, and sadly some had to stand, zz. Sam and Firo arrived, and they stood too. Yanhao, Johan and Wes left at 2300, then Sam left after playing Pokemon with Fats at his car with GY and Bear in tow. I accidentally sipped alcohol, LOL. But I think I didn't drink it, because I immediately spat it out onto the floor, as it surely felt different from the green tea I was spamming. At around 0245, some of the dudes departed for home, and only Gene, Cas, Firo, Del and Fats left. Rio tried to come down, but never made it, sadly. The 6 of us walked to Katong, where they had some bak chor mee for early breakfast, before we parted for home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to cut hair after waking up from a 4-hour sleep. Then Mom, Dad, Gramps and I went to vote, and had breakfast. Gramps put the X on hte wrong spot because he thought it cancels the party, LOL. After breakfast, I went straight to Cineleisure where Bey and Char were arriving at. We had lunch at some Charlie Brown cafe at 313, where Bey had baked rice and Char had some Western breakfast mix. After buying some eggtarts, we followed Char shop for some shoes at the Cineleisure, before we headed to the arcade, where we failed on our session together as 3 people. Poor Bey she was doing so well, lolz. Had Pastamania downstairs, where they missed out on my birthday and I had to ask for the discount myself, lolz. Headed over to Heeren where we stopped by this shop called Fourskin, LOL. Char tried some beret-looking hats on, and they cost $20, lolz. On the way home, I bumped into Bryan from driving course, then me, Bey and Char took a bus back to BP. The two of us dropped at Jem's bustop while Char continued on towards CCK. We sat around the area, before Bey accompanied me wait for my bus. I was heading to Marine Parade for dinner. Had a Mcd sundae while waiting for my parents to come from somewhere, and I waited one hour, lolz. They fetched me and we headed to the airport instead because the place we initially wanted to go to didn't look so appetizing. On the way, Mom called the radio and wished me happy birthday live. Swensens had a long queue, and afte rhalf an hour, we decided to have Popeye instead. Great birthday weekend, more than what I could've asked for. Thank you everyone for spending it with me. Though there's only a few, but &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/media/set/?set=a.10150173082603212.313393.649128211&amp;amp;l=9c9a89573a%20"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; are the pictures I managed to take for the two days. Till next time then, goodnight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1141437449714935206-6922198923612617327?l=menotblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/6922198923612617327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1141437449714935206&amp;postID=6922198923612617327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/6922198923612617327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/6922198923612617327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/2011/05/birthday-week-and-weekend.html' title='Birthday Week and Weekend'/><author><name>MadKun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15363289412491279427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EvfaIn4Hbes/THST1QrQ92I/AAAAAAAADjY/cMAOF83zhYk/S220/41670_649128211_2851_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1141437449714935206.post-5234562432411127336</id><published>2011-05-02T20:24:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-10T20:42:49.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Driving To and From Malacca</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My family slept over my relatives' place in Woodlands on Friday because it's convenient to move from there towards Malaysia. By 0600 on Saturday, we were already past the checkpoint and onto the NS Highway towards Malacca. Dad got lost while trying to find his friend's stall somewhere in Johore. Eventually he found it, and we had breakfast there. I had nasi lemak. Upon reaching the NS Highway, I took over the wheels. Drove at a maximum of 120km/h, adapting to the Malaysians' style of driving, and almost running over a dead monkey, bleargh. Upon reaching the tollbooths of Malacca, Dad took over, and we went to the usual Mcd place, but we never ate there, just used the toilets. The bloody toilet had no water! Wth! It was still early for us to head over to the hotel so we hung around the kampong, and played MonoDeal till Granny came back from the marketplace. I also had my favourite sambal ikan bilis that Granny makes. We headed over to the hotel afterwards, and while my siblings went swimming as always, I stayed in the room, dotaing. When evening fell, we headaed over to Mahkota Parade where my siblings and cousin wanted to bowl. We decided to have dinner first. Went to Kenny Rogers, but no one served us after we waited for like 5mins, so we went to Pizza Hut instead. Dad was RM100 poorer at the end of the meal, ouch. Bowling came next, and I never really liked bowling because I rarely get strikes, so I went around the mall and stoned. My parents then surveyed the movies available so we could watch some the following day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had breakfast at the hotel lobby the follwing morning, after sneaking in of course. We bumped into one of the grannies who taught me in religious class back in Ubi. We dined separately so that we had less chance of getting caught. Mom was right, because I was caught straightaway. Luckily I got the tickets. After the breakfast, we headed back to the kampong for a function which celebrated the return of Granny from Umrah, and also marked the deathday of late Gramps. After the function, we headed to the cemetery to pay him a visit. We stayed at the kampong till around 1500, then we headed to town again. Passed by Chinatown, and we spent 3 hours trying to get through 1.6km stretch of road. I even had time to accompany Bro go shit and walk back to the car while it was still moving, or trying to, LOL. We went to Dataran Pahlawan today, and I bought new slippers. Bought movie tickets after that, and then the girls split from the guys. The girls went to watch Seru, a horror movie, while the guys watched Thor. Awesome movie, just that the time constraint makes it too fast a storyline, as usual with adaptations. I had time to Sudoku before the movie began, and there was this confident dude next to me showing off to his girlfriend that they were in Mahkota Parade. Wrong mall dude. We had A&amp;amp;W for supper, before heading back to the hotel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found out this morning that ManU lost to Arsenal! Bloody hell. Nevermind, we were heading back home anyway. Played with my laptop at the lobby while waiting for the rest to pack up. I even had time to drive the car to the front of the lobby. After playing MonoDeal and eating my favourite sambal ikan bilis at the kampong, we were off towads Singapore. Before leaving Malacca, we bought 3 meals from Mcd, drivethru, woots! After leaving the Malacca tollbooths, I took over the wheels, and this time, it was 140km/h! And no dead monkeys! Sis vomitted in the car, into a plastic luckily, but that was because during the jam at the checkpoint where the car kept moving and stopping alot. We headed towards my relatives' place again, this time to celebrate my nephew's belated birthday with him. Now I'm home, ready to book in. Sian! Oh, to view the pictures for the journey, click &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/media/set/?set=a.10150173079943212.313392.649128211&amp;amp;l=3e7acbe8a6"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. Till next time then, goodnight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1141437449714935206-5234562432411127336?l=menotblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/5234562432411127336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1141437449714935206&amp;postID=5234562432411127336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/5234562432411127336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/5234562432411127336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/2011/05/driving-to-and-from-malacca.html' title='Driving To and From Malacca'/><author><name>MadKun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15363289412491279427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EvfaIn4Hbes/THST1QrQ92I/AAAAAAAADjY/cMAOF83zhYk/S220/41670_649128211_2851_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1141437449714935206.post-564299779394961282</id><published>2011-04-29T20:52:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-08T21:49:45.224+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Scolded Snake</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;On Monday, the monitor was down. Dang. The whole Maintenance side was having a cohesion because I saw Ethan going to the office to do parade state while I was running. Dang. Went around camp to check the MDTs of all the vehicles courtesy of MSG Hing. Dang. After organising my fuel files, I went on a land rover and jeep hunting spree in between a canteen break, to check for IVD, with Mervyn's assistance. Returned to MT Line to help Hasan and Richmond untangle a camonet, and had dinner, discovering a penis-shaped mushroom, LOL. Nasty. During last parade, the drivers had a tug-of-war with the camonet, 1GDS vs 3GDS. Shahrul was on the wrong side, so naturally 1GDS won. I waited and waited for Encik Jamal to finish talking to Encik Teo so Dad could talk to him about the trip cancellation, but he wasn't ending it soon, so I stepped in, and in the end I was the one talking and not Dad, lawl. At night, I ate noodles because I was hungry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Tuesday, I was doing the checks on the 5Tons and MBs, but I was rejected by 1SG Matt when I asked for a master key, zz. Very coorperative. Can't even do my work properly. But thanks to 2SG Chia, I was able to carry out and completed my work. After finishing the 5Ton IVD, I went back to office to help 1WO Teo redo his slides, and I stood in for 1SG Jo who was on NDP rehearsal, just because I was the last leader in the office. But there was a surprise. On Wednesday morning, 1SG Jo treated me to a Mcd breakfast, plus an ala carte. I had trouble finishing it. I found out that I got pulled out from the singing competition, woots. In the morning I heard Encik said bookout timing is 1330, but sadly it was only for a select few. Headache and diarrhoea caught up with me that day, so I decided to follow Gene to the canteen to cool off. Had icecream too. We were released at 1630, and I went straight up and bathed, before eating noodles, and became dead for the night, even before evening arrived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was supposed to be a great day, helping MSG Hing and the Maintenance side in the morning, and then driving out to PLC in the afternoon. But hey, guess who spoiled the show? Who else. I was done helping MSG Hing with MDTs and bringing down an LR and 4 jeeps down from the MSCP for Gene's side, with Gene's help of course. And so, I was rewarded by MSG Hing to clock mileage in the afternoon, towards PLC. And then Lady Luck left me. Before I went out, I was caught by Mr Cantworkwith. I was given a good talking to, even when I explained that MSG Hing had done everything for me and that all I needed to do was drive. But sadly, I had to cancel the drive, and after he left, I had a good talk with SSG Ong. A repairman for the monitor in SSG Darweez's room arrived, so I tended to him. I went home after fallout, to take my clothes because we wouldn't be allowed to bookout in CV after yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, we were released really early, at 1115. Mervyn changed in my bunk while I washed clothes, before we headed on home. I went to mosque, and got scolded by Mr Cantworkwith on the phone at the praying hall because he can't find the fuel cupboard key. I always leave it at the same place, but sadly, people hate me I guess. I brought the key home, I got fucked, I leave it in the office, I got fucked too. Awesome! Luckily SSG Darweez was nearby camp so he went back to settle it. During prayers, there was this child crying like no tomorrow. Dumbass father wanted to bring his child to the mosque at least think about the consequences when everyone turned into a trance-like figure and freaked out the poor kid. Met Gramps at the traffic light on my way out to meet Bey, and sadly upon reaching there, it was raining, and I was fucking wearing slippers. Everytime it happens, zz. We headed to Pizza Hut at Greenridge, only to find out that they had downgraded into a takeaway-only outlet, but we had our dinner there anyway. Went over to the CC to get water, but it was cut off, another zz. Went downstairs to buy milk tea and did Amath together with Bey, before buying  Monopoly Deal at Popular. Bey accompanied me at the bustop and we spotted seeveral funny people who did strange things. Time for me to prepare to leave the country. Till next time then, goodnight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1141437449714935206-564299779394961282?l=menotblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/564299779394961282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1141437449714935206&amp;postID=564299779394961282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/564299779394961282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/564299779394961282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/2011/04/scolded-snake.html' title='Scolded Snake'/><author><name>MadKun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15363289412491279427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EvfaIn4Hbes/THST1QrQ92I/AAAAAAAADjY/cMAOF83zhYk/S220/41670_649128211_2851_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1141437449714935206.post-8260033587469688431</id><published>2011-04-24T20:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-04T21:27:47.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Friday Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;On Friday, me and my family headed over to Telok Kurau to visit my grandparents who live there. Dad, Bro and me prayed at the mosque near their home, and after returning to the house, my aunt asked me if I could go back to the mosque to buy extra sambal goreng. I went, but sadly only burgers were left, so I bought them anyway. Reached back home and LOL-ed one round with the guys, before heading out to meet my parents at Tampines for dinner, but turned out we headed over to Bedok to eat nasi ayam penyet. I could've saved bus fare going straight there instead of Tampines to meet them, lolz. Upon reaching home, I helped Bey train in Maple before we both go to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I had my hair cut by my uncle at home. Met Bey at her place, though she was late because she had to buy pasarmalam stuff for her family. We headed over to Dhoby, and a certain Jem was in a bus right behind us, heading over to the Flyer to catch some gig. Me and Bey headed to Kopitiam because I wanted the Riverside badly, lawl. Shared a plaate with Bey, before heading upstairs where Bey played two long songs on the drums. A bit last minute, but Gene was having dinner with the guys, so I tagged along, with Bey in tow. We took MRT to Tampines, and met the rest at Cafe Cartel. Gene, Yan, Shawn and Del were already there, and Wes came later, and finally Firo and Cas. Almost everybody bought pork, lolz. At 2100, we ordered all the desserts, and me and Bey shared a banana split strawberry changed to cookies and cream, without eating the banana, LOL. We parted from the rest at teh junction of CS, and we took 23 home, with Bey sleeping soundly on my shoulder. You look so cute when you're asleep Bey. We reached her area late, but since her family wasn't home, Bey decided to accompany me at the bustop. Thank you for going out with me yesterday Bey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I went to Mcd to buy lunch on my brand new bike. It's awesome! Can't wait to go night cycling with it. Anyway, after Bey got back home, I headed over to her place. Bey walked far to meet me at Jem's stop because I was getting Kungfu Panda from him. His dad was downstairs and he greeted us though we wouldn't sure at first who he was, LOL. We bought tako and bandung at the pasarmalam, before heading over to Bey's place because it was starting to rain. We shared the food together there, and when the rain stopped, I took the leftover takos with me back, with Bey accompanying me at the bustop before I got my bus. Quite a short trip today, because of booking in as usual, but thank you as always Bey, for going out with me even when your exams are near. I'm sorry. Till next time then, goodnight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1141437449714935206-8260033587469688431?l=menotblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/8260033587469688431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1141437449714935206&amp;postID=8260033587469688431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/8260033587469688431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/8260033587469688431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/2011/04/good-friday-weekend.html' title='Good Friday Weekend'/><author><name>MadKun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15363289412491279427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EvfaIn4Hbes/THST1QrQ92I/AAAAAAAADjY/cMAOF83zhYk/S220/41670_649128211_2851_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1141437449714935206.post-2856908794146572801</id><published>2011-04-21T22:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-22T22:51:11.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad Friday Week</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This week I booked in after following my parents to Bedok, where they wanted to convert money, and shun bian I searched for my charger, and bought a pack of plasters too. Upon booking in, I took the nail scissors and cut a bit of my sideburn, because I realised my hair was touching my ears. On Monday, I ran around the MT Line under shelter because of Cat1. Then I was sent by dear 1SG Matt to test the keys he just duplicated, DURING lunchtime, zz. Nevermind, he got rank. I was out of company line testing all the vehicles he mentioned, including a Unimog. I had to call dear Rodney to ask how to start a Unimog, LOL. In the end, MSG Hing got out of office and drove me to the old MT Line and showed me how it's done. Came back to MT Line and read some of the mails. Got a shocking revelation when I re-read the mail about the karaoke competition, and found out that almost all of THE will be there, albeit the ones on duty. WTF!? Zzz. Deathtrap, but too late to get out of it. Then came in the mail from CO about the usage of card, so I was forced to logout and playsafe. Me and Hanafi practised our karaoke in hte duty room before fallout, lolz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the morning of Tuesday, I started doing 6Sigma thanks to everyone else not knowing how to do it. Then I was summoned to follow Firdaus on an AVI trip, and almost cost me my life when I drove off in Selarang with the tailboard open. God, thanks ChaoMin, he really saved me. But thanks to Firdaus, the tonner from first become last, zz. Hanafi came to fetch ChaoMin back because the vehicles failed. He also brought along SSG Darweez's card because it was locked by Hilmi, so I had to take it to the HQ and unlock it. I did just that after lunchtime, and bought some sandwiches as lunch back to the AVI centre. Finally after 5 attempts, the rover passed, but the tonner failed, so it had to stay. Firdaus drove the rover back with me as the VComd, and I continued doing 6Sigma till around 2000. At night, I ate noodles with Hanafi and Nasrom because the dinner sucked. The next morning, rushed 6Sigma all the way till noon, never even went for morning run. But I managed to complete it. Did some powerpoints for 1WO Teo, about some meeting. Headed to the canteen with Gene and ate sausages. Then me and Hanafi talked to 1WO Teo in his room, until it led to Hanafi wanting to ask his daughter for her hand in marriage, for $500, LOL. Later on, me and Hanafi submitted the songs we'd sing at the performance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today arrived, and people got scolded for their bunks being dirty, so they spent the morning cleaning. I was tasked to go around asking drivers what motivates them the most when it comes to doing their work. Most answered money of course. I finished up the slides for 1WO Teo, and headed upstairs to promptly clean my bunk. At night, we were not allowed to book out because Encik was not satisfied with the bunks. And so started the cleaning marathon. The bunks and the office, before Encik finally released me first, followed by the stayout personnel. MSG Hing asked me how to get around Malacca, which I don't really know LOL. He's going with 1WO Teo and his youngest daughter tomorrow. I accompanied Mervyn and XJ to Bedok Corner while waiting for my parents. After they fetched me, we headed to Simpang Bedok to meet my relatives for dinner, and where I saw Halal Timsum. Can ask Mr Toh treat me liao LOL. After reaching home, I saw my new bike in the hall, woots. Night cycling once again soon. And then when we were all ready to go North, I reminded Mom of the expiry dates, and true enough, Bro's passport expired. So the trip was cancelled, just like that. Till next time then, goodnight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1141437449714935206-2856908794146572801?l=menotblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/2856908794146572801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1141437449714935206&amp;postID=2856908794146572801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/2856908794146572801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/2856908794146572801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/2011/04/bad-friday-week.html' title='Bad Friday Week'/><author><name>MadKun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15363289412491279427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EvfaIn4Hbes/THST1QrQ92I/AAAAAAAADjY/cMAOF83zhYk/S220/41670_649128211_2851_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1141437449714935206.post-6530006236497671280</id><published>2011-04-16T23:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-22T21:52:23.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>$200 Fly</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Today started off pretty boringly. I was out by noon to head over to Bey's hometown, and go wherever she'd want to go, but the wait for the 966 was super long, I bet it was nearly 40mins. Until Rusydi arrived, and waited with me LOL. Seems like he was going to meet his GF too, taking the same bus as well. The bus finally arrived, and Bey was waiting for me at the CC. We walked over to ZHPS and waited for either 700A or 190 to come by. We took 700A, and headed towards Dhoby. I attempted some of Bey's Amath questions in the bus journey there, but didn't really manage to get all the answers. Upon reaching PS, the first thing we did was eat pasta and pizza at Pastamania. One of the rare occasions that we never shared a meal, haha, because it's a special weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the Star Factory where Bey played drums, and then off to the atrium to look at the bikes on sale. I managed to grab one bike with accessories at a hefty $180. After applying for delivery, we walked towards Cathay, but there nothing to do there. Then I remembered that I needed to bring in an iPod charger because someone stole mine, zz, so we walked back towards PS. After buying a drink at Carrefour, we went to the arcade at the MRT station to play Photo Hunt. We walked along Orchard, towards Cineleisure where Jem was. Bey and Jem played drums there while I nua-ed away looking at some imba guitar guy and a couple getting it on.. in Tekken 6, LOL. We headed home from there, and I did somemore Amaths in the bus. Dropped at Jem's stop, and Jem headed home while Bey waited with me. Surprise package Navin appeared before us, right after he messaged me that he saw me at PS. After a short talk, he crossed the bridge for the bus to Woodlands. When 966 came, I bade goodbye to Bey, and headed home. Thank you for going out with me today Bey. Till next time then, goodnight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1141437449714935206-6530006236497671280?l=menotblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/6530006236497671280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1141437449714935206&amp;postID=6530006236497671280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/6530006236497671280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/6530006236497671280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/2011/04/200-fly.html' title='$200 Fly'/><author><name>MadKun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15363289412491279427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EvfaIn4Hbes/THST1QrQ92I/AAAAAAAADjY/cMAOF83zhYk/S220/41670_649128211_2851_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1141437449714935206.post-5336910311274155083</id><published>2011-04-15T20:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-16T12:39:27.307+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Weekend Undisturbed</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sunday was hectic. Well, at night that is. Daytime was fine. Ate nasi lemak in the morning, and wasted my chance to eat Mcd breakfast with my family because of that. Later in the evening, dinner with Bey was cancelled because her mother cooked for her. So all that's left for me was booking in. Mom and Dad accompanied me while I frantically searched the Eastern side of Singapore for my favourite instant noodles. From downstairs to some random Esso station to Geylang and finally to Marine Parade where I found it. Managed to buy a few more stay-in items such as snacks and cookies, and also dabaoed a Mcd meal in. On Monday, I wanted to run outside camp for my morning PT, but a certain someone didn't let me out, even though I got the red band. But I found out that he was right because I need my own band, not Sir's. I completed my fuel file after rushing over to CO office to get the receipt, and faced more confusing admin stuff like unauthorised orientations. I also found out that I was chosen to participate in a karaoke competition by my unit at some dinner event, zzz. After killing a bloody mosquito, I did nothing except fc-ing Identity and finishing January fuel file although without the book-in-book-out pile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Transponder owned my head on Tuesday morning, and I was instructed to send stores to Selarang. I needed to bring a vehicle down from the MSCP, but I kept banging here and there up there, LOL. Luckily only Mervyn was around. I sent one of Gene's storeman to Selarang via rover, and saw Hafiz driving a unimog while I was there. He also sprayed my vehicle with water, LOL. Upon reaching back camp, I initially wanted to follow the guys to dinner, but decided against it because I had no CV. Even LTA Adi wanted to wear admin just so I could go in one, but I rejected nonetheless. That night, I was bitten freely by mozzies. On Wednesday, I had a talk with Encik Teo and Mervyn, before getting scolded by Encik Jamal for not going morning run even though I was doing work. I was sent to drive a recce jep to Selarang, so it was kinda my orientation/return vehicle journey. Met Joseph and Nigel at Selarang, and yet again, had a good long talk with each of them. Zul drove us back to camp, and Richmond fought with Hanafi over parking of the GP car. He got an MC for cutting himself with a penknife, haiz. Followed Musa to topup, but not before disassembling the trailer with the help of 3 mechanics. Bought juice at the Esso station, before returning back to camp to get a good talking to by Encik, for being useless transport leaders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday morning we received another enlightenment because new-boy Khai booked out without telling anyone. Drove a 5ton to AVI and saw Hafiz yet again, and Umar too. Came back to camp and found out I got charged for using someone else's card, and received another scare when the whole camp couldn't log in to their computers. I thought it was my fault, but luckily it was a server glitch. I tookover duty from 1SG Johar because he was attending a funeral. I slept upstairs that night, because Hasan and Shafiq wanted to sleep in the duty room. I used repellent like in field camp, or risk being bitten like free. And finally it's Friday, and I went down early to cover my own ass for going up. After breakfast, I went back up to wash up and wash my two weeks' worth of dirty clothes. Went to Kranji Camp at 1030 with XJ, and had to eat lunch there because we couldn't get to the office to get our cards. Saw Paolo at the cookhouse, and had a brief talk. After getting what we wanted, it was already too late to get back and go prayers, so we just headed back. On the way, there were a couple of MPs on the road, and they kept looking at me like I did something wrong. Then I realised XJ was sleeping! Luckily they didn't stop me. Reached camp and helped Zul and Hanafi fold camonets with Khai, before settling some speeding cases. Then we booked out for the week, with Hanafi sending me home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it for my week. Got selected for singing compy, got charged, got close shaves with the law, alot of other things. I just want to drive out and get my license. Till next time then, goodnight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1141437449714935206-5336910311274155083?l=menotblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/5336910311274155083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1141437449714935206&amp;postID=5336910311274155083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/5336910311274155083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/5336910311274155083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/2011/04/first-weekend-undisturbed.html' title='First Weekend Undisturbed'/><author><name>MadKun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15363289412491279427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EvfaIn4Hbes/THST1QrQ92I/AAAAAAAADjY/cMAOF83zhYk/S220/41670_649128211_2851_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1141437449714935206.post-7122950178692853783</id><published>2011-04-09T23:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-10T14:23:04.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Standby, and Rio with Bey</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yesterday morning I shitted thrice, bleh. Thanks to the noodles the previous night and this morning's Western set. I finished up the furl invoice, except for the missing ones. Had to get one from the CO office, so I did it on the way out from camp for my prayers, but the COPA said he left it in the MT office, zz. Reached the mosque and I shitted again, zz. After prayers, an uncle talked to me about life after NS at the bustop while I was waiting for the bus, LOL. Again another person, haiz. The tonners for the standby arrived and me, Zul and Hanafi had to align them at the parade square. I ran from guardroom to the parade square countless of times to check the number plates and direct them to the parade square itself. I checked my pay for the month, and found out I was still getting CPL pay, zz. Oh well, no treats for everyone, LOL. After pretend-playing O2Jam, me, Sim and 2LT Alvin played Monopoly Deal, before I went to topup an LR and OUV after no-move. Actually I wanted to topup a tonner too, but it was too late. Drove fatass Shahrul to the guardroom where he got me a DBC for owing me $2. At least I got a night snack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the morning, I was woken up by 2LT Alvin at around 0545, because the standby is complete, since the recruits have reached Marina Bay. MSG Hing gave me a ride home, while he and 2LT Alvin danced in the car to the rhythm of SNSD, lawl. I dotaed awhile, before going out to meet Bey for movie. While waiting for the bus, I saw Sahdul's tonner past by me. I waved back sadly he didn't see me. I got my bus and my bus went past him, and he was fucking the driver upside down for going past the waiting line before turning right. Ah the memories. Reached BP and withrew money and updated my passbook, before eating bread at the void deck and reading paper while waiting for Bey for close to 2 hours. But it was worth it. I spent time at her place, before we headed out to PlazaSing for a movie. We cancelled out expedition to SOY because simply no one else was going. Reached PS at around 1400, and we bought tickets first. Got an extra promotion for a meal too, thanks to both Safra and MasterCard. We went to Pastamania to share a baked rice, but it wasn't filling for Bey, so we went to the Kopitiam where she bought Riverside, my favourite during my time at PLC. Went upstairs to watch Bey V8 before going in to watch Rio. Oh, and thanks to Bey I didn't forget the meal we got as a promo, if not it's wasted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rio, great show, non-stop laughs, worth every cent, that's why I love comedies. We went to the MRT station where Bey wanted to see the drums, before we played a round of Photo Hunt, and we were waiting for our bus while the thunderstorm started, when Kok called about dinner. But me and Bey couldn't even get to the bustop where 65 was located, so I had to pass this one. There was a lost tourist that I helped, although all she asked was the location of PS, LOL. Bey was scared of thunder, so we played a game guessing the thunder's sound, haha. A long bus journey home, thanks to a heavy traffic all the way through Orchard, but we made it home nonetheless. Bey accomapnied me at the bustop while I waited for the bus that'd take me to Woodlands since my family was there. Upon reaching my cousin's place, I had nasi lemak for supper, and then we came home after a while. Till next time then, goodnight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1141437449714935206-7122950178692853783?l=menotblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/7122950178692853783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1141437449714935206&amp;postID=7122950178692853783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/7122950178692853783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/7122950178692853783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/2011/04/standby-and-rio-with-bey.html' title='The Standby, and Rio with Bey'/><author><name>MadKun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15363289412491279427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EvfaIn4Hbes/THST1QrQ92I/AAAAAAAADjY/cMAOF83zhYk/S220/41670_649128211_2851_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1141437449714935206.post-7218984720124458638</id><published>2011-04-07T20:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-10T13:59:18.828+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Standby Another Weekend Disturbed</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;On Tuesday, I was up and early again to deal with the admin left by Staff. I called up several people, and one of them, a 3SG Casper, ORDed more than one year ago. Good going, office details. Did some paperwork about IVD stuff, and had to label several vehicles which needed the stamps. After doing so, I followed Hanafi and LTA Adi to Selarang, along with 3 mechanics, in an OUV, and I sat behind sadly. Jansen was at the cookhouse when we arrived, and he congratulated me on getting my rank. Went over to the maintenance area and bumped into Umar, but no Hafiz. I met him anyway later on when they fell in. The mechanics on my side forgot to bring logbooks for the lightstrikes, so me and Hanafi had to drive back to Bedok in stealth mode to get them via Ethan and Gene. Since the AVI took so long, I decided to head over to Hub and met up with Bryan for the first time. He's the person I'll be mostly liasing with until Staff comes back. I also met Joseph and we talked for some time, before I went back to the AVI site and it rained heavily, but the mechanics wanted to pass the vehicles so bad that they even repaired it in the rain. Since we couldn't do much for them, me and Hanafi went to have dinner with LTA Adi and 2LT Alvin. They took a ride in the OUV after dinner to Hub since it was heavily. Going home time, it was a traffic jam, and luckily we arrived back in camp just in time before no-move. At night, LTA Adi blasted his music in bunk, before going out for supper with 2SG Hanif. I stayed in and finished watching Mai-Hime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I continued with my IVD inspection yesterday morning, but couldn't do much because the OUVs were all locked. Ate hotdog for breakfast with Kumaran, Sim and Mervyn, before walking over to 1GDS to get the nominal roll for the OUV course, but I returned empty handed because I didn't know where the office was. Drove around camp with Mervyn later on to find the rest of the IVD vehicles, and found out that the LRs were all locked in the MSCP. Returned back to office and received a spam of emails which I didn't even know how to start replying. During fall-in before fallout, 1SG Matt scolded Ariffin for speeding, and also a few others for talking or arguing. When he gets angry, everyone he scolds. I had to ninja out of the office pretending to go to the toilet, while stealthily walked over to the Supply side and sneaked out of camp. Mom and Dad bought me pasarmalam food, before Dad sent me back to camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up this morning to find out from LTA Adi that Man U won! breakfast was mee soto, bleh. Not the mee soto bleh, the beansprouts, zz. I couldn't even eat properly. Today I took Mervyn along to help me with IVD vehicles locked in the MSCP. Then had Azzri to help drive me and Mervyn to the old MT Line to check the OUVs there. The fuel invoice finally arrived, and I began doing the paperwork immediately. Halfway through, I went to topup with two other guys, and I mounted the kerb at the station, LOL. Deliberately of course. Then I was allowed to drive out today, to PLC, with Danial. We got our tonner, but the max speed was like the vehicle roll, so we had to change it. I drove to PLC, all sleepy and nooding off, and Danial drove the way back. Saw XiaoJie and Mervyn when we were turning back into camp, bloody they fell out early. I fell out with Sim without eating dinner, and camp home to watch soccer highlights. Guess I'm eating noodle again tonight when I book in. And tomorrow I won't be able to come out of camp thanks to the standby for the recruits POPing, haiz. Till next time then, goodnight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1141437449714935206-7218984720124458638?l=menotblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/7218984720124458638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1141437449714935206&amp;postID=7218984720124458638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/7218984720124458638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/7218984720124458638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/2011/04/standby-another-weekend-disturbed.html' title='Standby Another Weekend Disturbed'/><author><name>MadKun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15363289412491279427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EvfaIn4Hbes/THST1QrQ92I/AAAAAAAADjY/cMAOF83zhYk/S220/41670_649128211_2851_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1141437449714935206.post-380804794804028252</id><published>2011-04-04T19:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-10T13:11:38.875+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Day Takeover</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After a not-so-eventful night of duty, morning arrived, the first weekday that I officially stood in for SSG Darweez while he's out to Brunei. Encik arrived in the morning and told me to sweep the office as it was quite dirty, though I know that Yad didn't sweep at all yesterday LOL. After having breakfast with Hanafi at the canteen, I followed him to the MO where he found out that he's temporary E9L9. Useless, LOL. But I want also sia. Managed fuel files afterwards, before opening Staff's account and got headache reading all his mails. I found out that he's in charge of things mostly admin in hte office. Though that's good, but it deals with mental pressure. I received an email about unathorised indents and had to come up with reasons on why they were indented. I could be evil and made up everything, but since this is the army I had to do some work. In the afternoon we had a lot of vehicles tried out for tracking, and sad to say only two responded to the system uploader, haiz. After dinner, I booked out hungry, because dinner sucked. Guess I'll have to book in and eat noodles again. And sew on my shirt button which fell off. Till next nights out then, goodnight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1141437449714935206-380804794804028252?l=menotblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/380804794804028252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1141437449714935206&amp;postID=380804794804028252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/380804794804028252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/380804794804028252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/2011/04/first-day-takeover.html' title='First Day Takeover'/><author><name>MadKun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15363289412491279427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EvfaIn4Hbes/THST1QrQ92I/AAAAAAAADjY/cMAOF83zhYk/S220/41670_649128211_2851_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1141437449714935206.post-6499170806817574345</id><published>2011-04-03T23:06:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-04T06:55:44.775+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday Duty to Sunday Duty</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I booked in for duty last Sunday, and had porridge at the cookhouse. Surprisingly it was good, lawl. I pretend-played some O2Jam songs on Youtube before driving around camp to check on the vehicles. Talked to Bey while I was doing heavy business some time after that, because weekend duty is like such. Hilmi bought Redbull and a free Mountain Dew dropped, so he offered it to me, woots. I was planning to eat isntant noodles, but it was nearing lunchtime that I decided against. After taking lunch, Zai and Hilmi were already sleeping, while I had to tahan outside, sleeping on the cushion chairs and getting bites. Before taking dinner, I ate the last lunch pack because it was good, and luckily I did too, because dinner sucked. Again, I was uploading photos before midnight, and watched My-Hime in the duty room before I slept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Monday, I woke up with a runny nose because Hilmi blasted the aircon without my knowledge, and he even took my blanket. After handing over my duty, I had to climb 4 floors ebcause the lift was spoilt. I ate noodle, and bathed, and found out that my clothes which were hung to dry, fell off thanks to the storm the previous night. I saved them for this week's laundry. When I came down, I had to help 1SG Matt collect AVI slips from all the 5Tons in camp, and it was bloody hot and humid too. My lips were fucking dry by the time I was done. There was one particular vehicles I couldn't find, but it's all because I thought it was another type of vehicle when it's just in front of my nose. That got my dehydrated to the core. What's worse, I had to put back all the slips after he was done with his work. The weather was cool, but I didn't expect heavy rain. I got drenched while making my way to the old MT Line from the medical centre, so I seek refuge in one of the OUVs there. Encik came back in the evening to fuck the drivers upside down for leaving food in the 5Tons, and when he was done, it was too late to bookout. While I was sleeping, at around 2330, I was raided by a group of cibais who wanted food, and I lost my Oreos. Lucky they never took Sirs' food in their cupboards, or my noodle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday arrived, and I went to breakfast with Gene and Ethan, before making myself a makeshift cubicle in the office, out of a boot-rack. I found out today that there were more cards being punched-hole wrong, haiz. There was this meeting with the FM, and I dozed off quite a few times. IPPT came up next, but I was exempted, sadly, if not I'm confident of getting Silver. I had a last minute topup detail, and it was in the bus-lane timing too, but the reward was that I get to see the girls from 4 schools along the way. The next day, I went to jog at the Ring of Fire in the morning, before Sim joined me in a jog-walk. Encik and Staff were there later too, and Richmond and Hasan came along. They were jogging so enthusiastically, so I wanted to disturb them a bit. Richmond, who loves to wayang, fucked me on the track for disturbing them, and I wasn't even disturbing him, that retard. In the office later on, he fucked me up too, but I just kept my cool. In the end he got his just desserts when MSG Hing and LTA Adi gave him some talking to. Went to canteen with Hasan to buy hotdog and he returned me the money for the key he took from me. I settled motor BII with MSG Hing after that at the MSCP, before doing some Buddha clap, while others did pushups, as a punishment for being late for fall-in. Showed Mervyn and Sim some magic tricks because I was bored, before I followed Gene to the stadium toilet when he went to shit and I played iMadKun, LOL. Mervyn followed me to topup later that day, but there was no girls, sadly. Finally we had nights out, and I bumped into Jeremy Cockeye at the bustop outside. Didn't know he's a Guardsman. I had time to Dota, and helped Bey Maple too, before booking in with all the repellents I have, in order to prevent from getting bitten by mosquitoes like the previous day, when I didn't have Mopiko with me as I left my bag in the office, haiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Thursday, me and Staff remanage all the fuel cards properly, before Richmond confronted me again about the previous day's incident, but I paid no heed because I was lazy to entertain a wayang-er. I went to topup, again! But this time I didn't manage to topup because the card was faulty, and I even had the uncle to help me, lolz. Poor Mervyn follwed for nothing. I bought tights for Staff who'd be flying to Brunei, and then I was taught on the LNS system later on by Sim. I did some labelling adjustments for the fuel cards because they were too small to see, so I decided to use the computer, the one with the Internet, to work on. Kelvin came along to get fuel cards for his lightstrike vehicles, and after settling with him, I was cutting and glueing numbers all the way till bookout time. 1SG Matt asked if I could change duties with him, and since it's a Sunday, always better than a Saturday. Kelvin and Qijun were doing guard duty and refused to let me bookout, LOL. Ate prata cheese at Velu with my family before I booked in, and this time I got past Qijun because he was busy talking, wahaha. In bunk, 2LT Alvin talked to me about life after NS. Damn, this talks happened alot when you're ORDing soon. Even 2SG Chia talked to me about it during orientation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday came along, and I had breakfast with Chris, before 2LT Alvin joined me. I didn't go for PT because I don't need to act in order to get on people's good books, unlike someone. Today, I was out by 0930, to help deliver trailers to Nee Soon and Selarang. First was Nee Soon, after a grueling job helping the uncle crane the trailers at the old MT Line. Link up with Zul there, and met the one in charge of the MT Line, 3SG Rahman. Yeap, long time no see, since the bone marrow outing, haha. He was in charge of a fucking huge MT Line, and I was utterly impressed. After settling the trailers, I bade goodbye to Rahman, who'd be getting 4 months' worth of backpay come payday, damn! Returned to Bedok with uncle and Zul, and got two more trailers up the crane. We had lunch there before proceeding to Selarang to deliver. Back in the office, I had difficulty logging off Staff's account because of the lag. Hasan came back after Friday prayers when actually everyone was already released beforehand, so I bookout with him at 1430. Took the bus with him and Rusydi, and dropped at Chai Chee where I saw an incoming 87, but the bus just zoomed past because the bustop was initially empty, ccb. In the end I took 60 with Rusydi back. After a power shower, I went out to fetch Bey. Fell asleep in the bus ride there, but Bey was late anyway, lolz. We were heading to Clementi for a dinner organised by Sunsnow. We reached Clementi at around 1730, and had Mcd because I couldn't eat at the place we were going to. Bey treated me to a McSpicy meal. Thank you Bey =D. While eating, I saw my Viper OC, CPT Jeremiah, passed by in a double-decker. Well, he's everywhere erally; in the newspaper, on TV, in magazines, on taxis and buses, posters, LOL. Went to draw money at a nearby POSB, but it had no money, zz. Had to walk some way to the other branch to draw. Then we sat at the MRT bustop and waited for the rest. Del arrived first, followed by Shawn and GY, before Sunsnow made an appearance. We waited for the bus for so long till Sunsnow realised that there wasn't any 184 there, LOL. After getting the bus on the other side, we dropped off at Beauty World, and linked up with Jem, to go to the restaurant that JunHao works at. They had a feast, but I can't eat, and Bey won't eat, haiz. They couldn't finish the meat sadly. After the dinner, the rest took 171 to Yishun, while me and Bey took 184 home. Bey waited with me at Pending, before their 171 passed by and we waved at them. At night, I Mapled with Bey till 0200.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I didn't plan to go out, so when Hanafi asked some of us out I was happy, but the rest couldn't make it sadly. I ate noodle for lunch, realising that I didn't bring back my Tabasco sauce from camp, argh! Around late afternoon, I was out to meet Bey for a short period, accompanying her as she went to dabao food for her family. She couldn't go out with me yesterday because she alraedy did on Friday. I had to wait a bit more than half an hour for 966 to come, and it came in pairs, zz. I arrived at BP, but Bey was late and I was hungry, so I headed to BPP first to buy DCB for myself, and takos and fishball for Bey who was on her way there. When she arrived, she accompanied me to the CC to fill up my bottle. After that, I accompanied her to Kopitiam to dabao yong tau foo for her family. On the way back, we sat at the pavilion while Bey ate her tako. Initially Bey wanted to accompany me while I wait for my bus, but she had to dabao more food for her family from KSL, so we split up at the traffic after a final peck. Another Sunday duty incoming, haiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning, I woke up late because my alarm didn't ring. Okay, it's because I never set it to ring on Sunday, lolz. So in the end Dad had to send me or else I'd get it, especially since the one I was taking over from is 1SG Matt. Upon taking over, I drove around camp to check on the vehicles, before going up to bunk to eat noodle, as I missed cookhouse timing for breakfast, and also sew my uniform button, wash clothes, shower, all along with Bey accompanying me. When I got back to the office, I couldn't find my papers, the ones where I write down the things I need to do in the coming days. I suspected someone, but since I remembered what I needed to do, I waved it aside. I slept awhile after lunch, before XiaoJie woke me up because she wanted to meet his GF, lolz. I want to meet mine also cannot, then he can, haiz. Dinner arrived, but Yad only took 3, and when the ambulance drivers Asri and Ashraff came, that left me none. I had to go to the cookhouse to eat, zz. But luckily I did, because I got more servings! I continued watching soccer highlights after dinner, and I got a call from Encik, but I didn't know it was him, and I acted all big and mighty, lawl. Luckily he never scolded me, because I answered everything honestly. In the end I couldn't sleep when I wanted to, because my heart was beating too fast, so I called up Bey and talked to her all the way till I closed the books. Tomorrow, a new week will start, till next time then, goodnight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1141437449714935206-6499170806817574345?l=menotblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/6499170806817574345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1141437449714935206&amp;postID=6499170806817574345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/6499170806817574345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/6499170806817574345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/2011/04/sunday-duty-to-sunday-duty.html' title='Sunday Duty to Sunday Duty'/><author><name>MadKun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15363289412491279427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EvfaIn4Hbes/THST1QrQ92I/AAAAAAAADjY/cMAOF83zhYk/S220/41670_649128211_2851_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1141437449714935206.post-2453521348963056383</id><published>2011-03-26T22:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T16:10:16.927+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday Cheated</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I wish I could have my whole Saturday back, for some very darn good reasons too. I went to cut hair in the morning because I couldn't do it tomorrow as I'll be on duty. I came back home with a hair familiar to me only on two phases of my life. Once in Primary 5 when i didn't know better, and another time, was when I enlisted. Yeap, I was botak. Not shiny botak, but just botak. Enlistment botak I should say. I got home and frantically began my search for a 3SG rank. I got an answer quite some time later, through Esmond, who had a spare. After speed-eating instant noodles and some roti kirai that Mom made, I was off to Serangoon where Esmond lives. Luckily I didn't go to Gardens because he said he lives near it, but it was actually a whole mile off! I got to lock-on his home, and I got my reward; the rank! After talking about trivial stuff with Esmond, I was off to Tampines for dinner, though I was way too early. Went to PLC and found out from Mr Lee and Amanda that it's Sophia's birthday today. Initially I wanted to buy some cookies as a last-minute gift, but Amanda said that most likely the rest would be the ones eating and not birthday lady herself, lawl. Amanda couldn't stop touching my hair, similar feelings rewinding back to two years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gene was late, but Yan was around, and the both of us went to buy the tickets for the movie, Sucker Punch, which we'd be watching after dinner. Shawn and Gene himself arrived at around 1845, 15mins after we bought the tickets, and Del arrived after we've settled down at Texas Chicken upstairs. Cas was late, and he arrived when we were watching some dudes lpaying ID6 next to the cinema. Sucker Punch, total waste of money, maybe not to those who have school-uniform fetish or just love random actions, beceause that's what the movie is all about. Two hours wasted, $8.50 wasted, haiz. And I was dragged out to watch too, not that I wanted. The 6 of us went to Coffee Bean to relax our heads because the left side of our brains were hurting trying to register what we just went through. Fats joined us not to long after they got their drinks, but I was off early because of tomorrow. Damn, how I wish I can have my Saturday back. Not only I can get my two hours and money, I'd get my hair too! Till next time then, goodnight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1141437449714935206-2453521348963056383?l=menotblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/2453521348963056383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1141437449714935206&amp;postID=2453521348963056383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/2453521348963056383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/2453521348963056383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/2011/03/saturday-cheated.html' title='Saturday Cheated'/><author><name>MadKun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15363289412491279427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EvfaIn4Hbes/THST1QrQ92I/AAAAAAAADjY/cMAOF83zhYk/S220/41670_649128211_2851_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1141437449714935206.post-6293528809030674738</id><published>2011-03-25T19:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-27T17:06:31.058+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Chest Feels So Heavy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The title will be explained at the end of the post. Today I woke up to have breakfast with Sim, Richmond, Ah Du and new boy Mervyn. I even dabaoed one pau inside my jockey cap because I couldn't finish it in time for fallin, LOL. During fallin, I read the safety message to the TOs. Went to take lunch with Hasan, and Miss Nicole was there again to survey the people who were having lunch, and she approached me, recognising me from last week. I'm so honoured! Was talking to her about the camp people when poor Hasan got stuck with making drinks that I had to cut the chat short. Argh! Went back MT Line to find out that my spot in the structure is the ITMS 2IC. LJ! Slack work indeed, but mentally torturous, as showed by Sim handled his days. I made some signs for Firdaus, who only told me at 1700 that he needed it when he could've told me in the morning. So I did everything for him, then we found out that it was the wrong size. Did some work for SSG Darweez too, photocopying single and duplex papers, before I went to laminate vehicle numbers for 2SG Hanif. 1SG Matt arrived after fallout, and requested me to take over his duty. I accepted, because I was doing nothing anyway, and there was no nights out, so why not. Might even have a chance to get him to cover me one day, woots. And after a while, 1SG Matt and 2SG Hanif talked about snifting of duties, and out of nowhere I got the Sunday slot. Woots! My Saturday is free! After that, I stayed inside the office witnessing a lot of people getting extras for not managing the books correctly. At night after everyone left, I received a call from SSG Darweez to put a detail for Adnan in the morning, and luckily Sim was there to assist me. When I was about to sleep in the duty room, I suddenly had runny nose. What's worse was Shafiq came in at around 0200 and full blast the aircon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I woke up shivering and sick. Musa was late for his detail and had to have me go up and find him in his bunk before he was ready. Adnan on the other hand, was super early. They could've switched places, LOL. Since I was on duty, I need not go for PT. I saw Desmond on the way to the MPH to get Nasrom, and he asked me how I was, especially about my rank. Of course it never came, yet. Came back from bathing and had to sweep oil off the road. Sweating again, lolz. People got extras the moment I entered the office, luckily none for me. At 1230, I was about to head out to pray when I realised that my sleeves weren't folded, so I hurriedly did so, and left the place. While waiting for 45, a cat crawled up to me and licked my uniform, LOL. Cute. After prayers, me and 5 others sat at Bedok Corner, and soon 3 others joined us, but I left early because I didn't want to get scolded. I found out that I made a hole on one wrong card, and I feared for my life. Luckily it wasn't so serious. Played foosball with Firdaus before helping Richmond with foldinga camo net. Then as I was making my way home, SSG Darweez messaged me about my promotion, and wanted me to wear the rank when I enter camp, which is Sunday. Now I need to hunt one. Uprank, chest feels heavy, thus the title. More responsibilities, more punishments. Till next time then, goodnight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1141437449714935206-6293528809030674738?l=menotblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/6293528809030674738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1141437449714935206&amp;postID=6293528809030674738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/6293528809030674738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/6293528809030674738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/2011/03/my-chest-feels-so-heavy.html' title='My Chest Feels So Heavy'/><author><name>MadKun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15363289412491279427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EvfaIn4Hbes/THST1QrQ92I/AAAAAAAADjY/cMAOF83zhYk/S220/41670_649128211_2851_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1141437449714935206.post-8790392338384182584</id><published>2011-03-23T19:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-27T15:39:23.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally Nights Out</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Didn't get to come out for two nights this week, until tonight. Don't know why, maybe Encik's mood wasn't very good, lolz. Monday morning, I didn't go for PT because there were last minute changes made to details for that day, and Sim was in such a panicky state, he could've collapsed anytime. I was again the stand-in duty leader, because 1SG Jo was out for CoC. I took care of the keys as usual. Did some admin work like photocopying and cutting up numbers to make the keypress more organised. Then in my freetime, I called up POSB and enquired about the mystery $61, and I found out that it was for my concession. Revelations! After that I made number tags for the keys in the keypresses, and got called "Relief Teacher" because I stand-in for any leader who wasn't present. After fallout, I realised that I was indeed a stand-in, as in a replacement for 1SG Jo who wasn't coming back. At night, 2LT Alvin and Sim came down to accompany me and we played Monopoly Deal for a few rounds. Sir won 4 times, I won twice and Sim once, LOL. Later that night, all the way to 0100, I was awake, uploading albums after albums of photos on FB because I was bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I woke up groggily because I didn't get much sleep. I was woken up at 0530 by two dudes who had early details. I went back to sleep and got woken up again half an hour later by 4 dudes who had details for that time. After signing their documents, I tried to go back to sleep but those 4 dudes asked me to send them to 1GDS because it was raining. Drove them undertable there, though I did abit of speeding while coming back, don't know what's wrong with the vehicle. After that, back to snooze awhile. Had breakfast with Jason and Danial, before Encik arrived. I was stand-in again, this time for Encik, who was out for meeting the whole day, but luckily he came back before fallout. I learnt about fuel cards and straightaway took over from Hilmi. Talk about inpromptu. I was issued the key to the card drawer, and made holes in unused cards, while listening to music. Took lunch with Musa and talked to the auntie for some time, and she taught me to scan, though I already know how to. Dinnertime, I took it with Hasan instead. At night, I was scared to bookout because I was uncertain whether we were allowed to or not. In the end I didn't, but Mom and Dad bought chicken cutlet for me, and I ate in Hasan's bunk while he ate his nasi lemak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning, there were barely any people around, so there was no PT. 2SG Chia took me out for my 5ton orientation, and we went to NSC. Talked about family and work after NS along the way, and what of work I wanted to try but cannot now due to my condition. When we arrived back, I found out that I'd be doing 3 Saturdays' worth of duties in a row. Ouch. Went to canteen with Gene to let out some of my depression, and then I was summoned to the cookhouse to write a statement for keying in the wrong indent on Tuesday. After that, at around 1700, I was out on assessment by 2SG Chia around ECP. I passed the assessment, and got nights out, woots. Till next time then, goodnight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1141437449714935206-8790392338384182584?l=menotblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/8790392338384182584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1141437449714935206&amp;postID=8790392338384182584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/8790392338384182584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/8790392338384182584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/2011/03/finally-nights-out.html' title='Finally Nights Out'/><author><name>MadKun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15363289412491279427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EvfaIn4Hbes/THST1QrQ92I/AAAAAAAADjY/cMAOF83zhYk/S220/41670_649128211_2851_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1141437449714935206.post-3688291206123546652</id><published>2011-03-20T20:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-25T22:43:03.115+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Confinement Buffet</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Erm, no, it didn't sound anything like it at all. It's just that I had a confinement, and then I had buffet after coming out. Confinement, it wasn't a punishment. An understudy duty as I've mentioned in my previous post. On Friday, Mom and Dad took me out to eat at Kembangan, where my favourite chicken rice resides. After that we went to Tanjong Katong Complex where I bought an earpiece ever since I lost mine. That night when I booked in, I skipped bathing, because I was scared. There was almost no one in hte building, so I kept talking to Bey till we were both sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ate noodles for breakfast yesterday, after I went down to report for duty at 0730. 1SG Matt arrived, and he briefed me on what a Duty Leader is supposed to do. He took me out in an OUV, and we argued along the way, all because I was curious about things. I did simple ITMS stuff for that day, like taking down notes and putting them into the detail sheet, thanks to Sim. I also printed out a copy of what a Duty Leader is supposed to do, and I called it the 'Commandments'. Sat outside with Sim while 1SG Matt washed his car, and we talked about O2Jam. Took lunch at the cookhouse that day, and there was nothing else to do. I tried calling Bey but her surroundings were noisy. I went to park one of the 5tons at the parking bay, undertable style. Then me and Sim watched Power Rangers till dinner. I followed Ariffin again but this time I drove the OUV, again undertable. I had a great idea when I came back. We loaded O2Jam songs on Youtube, waited for them to load finish, and pretend to play them outside of the window, LOL. Went to throw trash while Ariffin drove the rover to the dumpsite (because I'm scared to drive the rover). We had samosa for night snack, and it was bloody nice, until I discovered peas inside. I threw them away immediately, lawl. After mopping the floor, I was allowed to go up to bunk to sleep, but I went to Sim's bunk instead because there were no one else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, today arrived. 2SG Chia was late, but me and 1SG Matt went off anyway, leaving the keys in the hands of the Orderly. Dad fetched me, though he waited like half an hour thanks to 2SG Chia being late. Came home and dotaed a few times, but all ended up in fatal errors anyway, so I gave up. I went to Far East Plaza on my way to CCK to meet Bey, as she was doing her project there. I went the other side to catch 190, but I didn't notice I was at the wrong stop, until I hailed but the bus just zoomed past me. How embarrassing. I arrived on time, but Bey was late, 50mins in fact, so during that time I went to Lot1 to buy fishballs for her from OCK and newspaper for myself to read while waiting. After she finally arrived, panting and all, we took the buses required to get to Tanjong Pagar. It suddenly rained, and it was flooding at Trellis. I had to fold my pants. So unglam. I updated my passbook there, and got the shock of my life when I saw a random $61 taken out of my account. Setting that aside for now, we headed to the buffet. In 30mins, we ate a total of $40. We totally utilise the pink and red plates, optimising our time there. By the time we're done, Bey's stomach was hurting from eating too much, that I had to support her while making our way to the bustop. I bought Mentos for her, but the wrong flavour, lolz. In 145, we slept together, until we missed our stop at Trellis, so we ended up in TPY. We had to take 145 again, because 139 just left and 143 was empty. After we squeezed into 145, we noticed an empty 143 moving out. WTF! Sian. Luckily it's one stop. Upon reaching Trellis, Bey suggested that I went home from there, so we'd arrive home together. It was almost true though, but I reached earlier because I took 5, haha. Till next time then, goodnight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1141437449714935206-3688291206123546652?l=menotblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/3688291206123546652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1141437449714935206&amp;postID=3688291206123546652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/3688291206123546652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/3688291206123546652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/2011/03/confinement-buffet.html' title='Confinement Buffet'/><author><name>MadKun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15363289412491279427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EvfaIn4Hbes/THST1QrQ92I/AAAAAAAADjY/cMAOF83zhYk/S220/41670_649128211_2851_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1141437449714935206.post-6408299732569178398</id><published>2011-03-18T20:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-18T20:51:06.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend Eaten</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This week I got scolded badly for a few times. And two of them were not even my fault. Sadly the last one I got today was, haiz. And what's worse, my weekend just got eaten up, which I found out just one hour before booking out today, haiz. Okay whatever. On Monday we had HLS in the morning, and I managed to wash my clothes after that. Reported at the MT Line and saw Hanafi from Supt Course, coming to get his men back to his camp. After a quick chat with him, I was called into the office to learn ITMS, short for Integrated Transport Management System, I think, LOL. SSG Darweez taught me the basics of clicking and directing myself through the system, and it was enough for one day. I was assisting Sim for that day, being an understudy of sorts. He sent me to the restroom to check on someone who he wanted to place on a detail, so I did. On the way back from the restroom towards the office, just nice time to fall in, and the peeps from inside also came out with me. I got scolded by dear 1SG Matt, who assumed I was from inside resting. Goodjob on that brilliant assumption, no wonder you're stuck there. While looking at Sim working, I got scolded again for not enquiring Sim further on the system, so that I could learn more, you know. Sadly the reason that Sim was working hard was not enough, and I had to give in. I found out later in the evening that I wasn't even supposed to do what Sim does, bloody hell. I got scolded for not doing something I'm not supposed to do, zz. Booked out that night and bumped into Franklin on the way home. The ex-Sir is now in NUS, lucky guy. That same night, I booked in and creeped around the room because 2LT Alvin was already asleep. Damn it was hard navigating around, but I survived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday, I learned about fuel receipts and how to manage them. Hilmi taught me. But I scolded again, for so-called doing his work, and yet again I found out later that day that I was supposed to learn it. Now I get scolded for doing something I'm supposed to do. Knnbccb. Lunchtime, and I went to the emart to buy socks and PT shirts. Back in the office, the Scolder again scolded me for not knowing where the first aid box is. I didn't even know there aren't any in the office, and he could've told me nicely, but no. Luckily enough, my first test with SSG Darweez passed as I did a goodjob with the fuel receipts management. First test nia. Booked out that night and transferred the rest of my GTO manga into iMadKun. Bey called while I was on the way back to camp, and I took 45 into the interchange, woots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday, I went to breakfast and saw a pretty lady standing around and talking to random people. I didn't expect her to talk to me, but she did! Name's Nicole, and she asked me stuff about Foodfare. I answered truthfully, because I do love Foodfare as compared to SFI. After a long survey talk, I went to report for PT, but it was cancelled. Went to change and reported for duty, but there's none. I had time to talked to Ethan about my back pain and how I wish to find out more about it, but I can't see the MO because there's no commanders around, except yours truly, who's useless. I was summoned by MSG Hing to supervise some uncles while they change the 5ton tyre. We waited and waited for the parade vehicles to move so we can get to work, but they never did, so I summoned Farhan to help me bring the vehicle to the workshop instead. When we got to work, the uncles found out that the spare tyre cannot be taken down because the nut inside got stuck, haiz. Poor guys didn't make money today. We got an early released that day, around 1830, and on the way back to camp I drew money and bought DCB, while bumping into a familiar face from Damai, though I didn't know his name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, the New Paper disappeared from right under my nose while I was guarding it. Ccb the paper always disappeared. I was summoned by MSG Hing again, this time to laminate some stuff, and I did it in Ethan and Gene's office. I followed Nasrom while he went to topup the 5ton at Changi, and when I came back, SSG Darweez blew his top when he found out MSG Hing took his documents. After the blowup, I assisted him in managing fuel cards in the printing room. Before booking out, I hurriedly helped Hilmi with some sticker-pasting, because there was a time-limit, or we won't be able to bookout at all, thanks to the parade. I got out, and came home to Maple while helping Bey with maths. I transferred Love Hina and My-Hime into iMadKun before heading out. Bey was too sleepy to call me at night, sadly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I followed Encik and the others run to ECP, but I got my back pain while coming back, so I had to slow down. Met Nicholas "Michael" Bay, from driving course, at the guardroom, though I don't know what he was up to. As I was heading up to change, I went to the BSM office to help Jason find some documents, which I didn't manage to, so I left my contacts and went to bathe. Ate peanuts while watching My-Hime at the storeroom today, and then took 45 to the mosque early to escape camp. Accompanied Firdaus, Adnan, Azzri, Farhan and Hasan at Bedok Corner on the way back, as they had drinks. I washed the toilet upon returning, and played some foosball with Hasan and Farhan, before getting badly scolded by SSG Darweez for being stupid and blind, making a mistake with the logbook, haiz. Then one hour before booking out, Encik told me that I'd be understudying the duty leader tomorrow. Guess who. Scolder. Nice. Book in by tonight, duty whole day most probably, and book out latest Sunday morning at 0800, perfect weekend! From nothing to a lot of things. And I even had a fight with Bey on the way home, haiz. Welcome to the unit. Till next time then, goodnight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1141437449714935206-6408299732569178398?l=menotblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/6408299732569178398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1141437449714935206&amp;postID=6408299732569178398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/6408299732569178398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1141437449714935206/posts/default/6408299732569178398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://menotblogger.blogspot.com/2011/03/weekend-eaten.html' title='Weekend Eaten'/><author><name>MadKun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15363289412491279427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EvfaIn4Hbes/THST1QrQ92I/AAAAAAAADjY/cMAOF83zhYk/S220/41670_649128211_2851_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
