Got a nice model of an audi R8 for myself and had myself a nice lunch with the Dear. I must must must recommend P.S. Cafe's "PS Burger Club", which is like a sandwich with wagyu beef, cheddar cheese in between bread that tastes and feels like pizza.

I Fucked My First Man!

Well, for starters lets explain how in the army, when you say youve been fucked or that you were fucking someone usually its synonymous with "scold", or "reprimand", so Im definitely still 100% virgin oil, and lets further define "man" as someone of the rank Corporal and below, so Im definitely not a fag.

Ive been a third sergeant for like a few months now, and I havent exactly scolded anyone or came even close to raising my voice at anyone in a manner where I pulled my rank. This because it just isnt my nature to, and because its so much more fun manipulating and machinating their actions and watching them scurrying to do what you want enthusiastically, instead of controlling them through fear alone. Sure, its takes a bit more effort, but much more satisfying.

Youve Failed To Beef It Up

So the auntie at my fav beef store in sun plaza is closing shop. Where else am I going to get huge chunks of beef, rice, veggies and soup for fricking 4.50?

And there goes my regular status haha. I could go stand in the queue and not order anything, and the auntie would know which one I want, cuz I always order "liu hao", or "number six".

I didnt say goodbye. I hate goodbyes even more then I hate hellos.

Burden Unloaded

Some of you may know that I am an archer. Or at least was one. I stopped shooting in the late poly days.

My bow set has since been languishing in the corner of my room. Ive been thinking for a long long time that I should be selling it, or at the very least, give it away. So I left a note on NYP's archery clubs' blog's chat box that I was giving away a free bow and sure enough, someone approached me.

I met him and passed it to him. He mentioned how sweet it was (which I felt was a teeny weeny bit homosexual for a guy to say that) and that he was just wondering how he was going to get the money for the bow.

For one thing, Im glad to be rid of the bow, but for another, I think, its a reminder how we should keep giving. Be it a $200 bow set or a bunch of unused clothes.

Maybe it feels a bit weird that someone like me should preach about something like that, but it only adds an element of hypocrisy, at the very most; it doesnt make what we should be doing any different.

Like, Finally.

After 3 or 4 years of unwavering service, my Diamondback mouse is finally dying. I was sorta beginning to think that this mouse would last me my entire lifetime, which I wouldnt mine cuz it is such a joy to use it.

Razer products really set the standard for gaming peripherals huh.

Bloody CEPAS Shit

If I lost ten thousand brain cells everytime I had to remind myself that I have an extra $3 in my ezlink card, in a few millenia or so I should be able to sue the fuckers for the complete theoretical loss of an organ equivalent to the mass of one brain.

For the whole month of september, I saved 10 dollars. :(

Anyway, I just found out that the artist who did my tattoo for me passed away in a motor accident 11 days after I did my tattoo.

Such a strange coincidence that my tattoo reads "How will you be remembered?" and that my birthday is on the 11th day of the 11th month of the year.

So like what, I jinxed him? Haha! But in all seriousness, brian gave me such a good impression in the short time I knew him. So pleasant and soft spoken... hmm.

The Most Repugnant Little Shit Ever

There is this guy I know, who is the most useless, STD-ridden fleabag Ive ever seen in my life. But knowing life somewhere down the road there'll be someone even worse.

I want all of you to know Lam Yi Rui. Thats his name, and my Disgust for him is so great that it warrants a capital D, as well as the fact that I bother making a post just for him.

Do any of you know someone who goes to shit without toilet paper, then going to bathe immediately after to wash the shit away? I can just imagine the shit trickling down his legs.

Oh not forgetting he has STDs. Hes got these little red spots that form nice little colonies around his hips. Quite a convenient place to have them, if you ask me. So like, youre too poor to buy toilet paper but you have money to buy cigarettes and prostitues. Okay....

So then how about a 21 year old male who acts like a bloody kid and acts cute like a girl? Im not even going to go into that.

Sometimes in life, there are people whom you look at and think to yourself if he/she dropped dead in front of you, whether youd even bat an eyelid.

I wouldnt, for this pig.

Dont really mind if he reads this too, cuz goddamn, its time to change or die. Hopefully the latter.

Good Will Hunting

has to be the best movie ive watched this year. Yes, I know it was 1997 that it was made, but goodness, what have I been missing out?

Anyways, I think I yawned a bit too hard and sprained my jaw and now it hurts to eat. Wtf right?

Inked!

Ive gotten my first tattoo! I was always the willing canvas without the picture, and now finally the piece is done! Its a small one to get the ball rolling (cuz they say getting tattoos are addictive) and thank God it was a small one cuz I was already crying like a bitch omg.

Its like a getting an injection without anesthesia, and once the needle is in the artist sorta drags it along the length of your skin. I can swear to you, I could feel him tracing the length of every fucking alphabet across my skin. It took maybe 20 minutes tops, but by god it was like 2 hours!

SURPRISINGLY, surprisingly the colouring wasnt as painful as the outline of the word cuz I believe my nerves were already dead.


"How will you be remembered?" is basically a question which sums up everything you have achieved in your life, everything you have done for everyone else and everything you have done for yourself, because these are the things that people remember you by.

The best thing is that since its not a statement, it doesnt have to be something I feel at any point of time in life. I just have to change the answer to the question and let it remind me of what Im here for everytime I look at it.

Hot Water

I like how when you feel so shitty and feverish, and you stand in front of the shower and the lukewarm water caresses your skin and it feels like it wants to devour you.

Never does your skin tingle with such excitement and your heartbeat quickens as during sex.

So awesome!

Thought that I could spend the weekend fruitfully buried in some book, but fucking hell, sick again.

Lawrys Prime(?) Rib

So I went to Paragons Lawrys with salted fish for dinner for an early bday treat. Must say, its nice being treated like a king, and damn I could get used to it ;)

The waitresses/waiters introduce the dishes to you before they serve it, and they serve it just beside your table. There was this spinning salad bowl or something, where they put a bowl on ice and spin it around while dripping dressing into it at the same time and it all mixes very well but dont ask me whats the difference between this and tossing the salad!

The service is really top notch, but it can get quite irritating cuz when youre trying to have a private convo with your friend and they keep coming and coming to do this and that and this and that lol!

The steak, mmm yes the steak is quite good. I had the standard prime cut medium well (or was it medium rare?) and I certainly didnt expect the entire slab to be like bloody. The medium well Im used to is the jacks place type; Crispy on the outside and soft and red on the inside. I guess that means I have to fine dine more!

Salted fish had her set dinner, with some cut (cant remember what) which was just like that, crispy and soft.

We took pictures, but they turned out lousy cuz it was kinda dark and I looked sunburnt :(

Over!

Finally the bloody Army Open House is like, OVER. I am soooo sick of carrying bloody kids up into the gun and onto the commanders seat (which is like, pretty high up if youre only three quarts of a meter tall).

Then there were the bloody chinese nationals asking their bloody chinese questions in frigging chinese god fucking chinese. How the hell am I supposed to know how to explain the ammo loading and/or firing mechanisms in bloody chinese?

I told them we put zha dan into the barrel, but my friend later told me its zi dan instead. So basically Ive been telling them I put bombs into the barrel instead of bullets, but who the fuck cares? I mean, the idea of explosions are quite universal right? hahah! As long as you get that when I fire the bloody gun someone dies, it doesnt matter what I put inside, does it?

LOL!

And since Im on the subject of language, Id just like to say that omg, I cant stand the dumbfuck CEOs on the news who must be like, millionaires but cant speak english for nuts.

I mean, if you take the effort to dress smart and look smart, you might as well sound smart as well.

Its like, if you hear a china-man whos an ASTAR scholar speaking broken english compared to an average person who can speak decently, youd think that the china man was a dumbass wouldnt you?

I mean, of course your opinion would also be slightly swayed simply by the fact that hes a china-man, but you get what I mean right?

Koreans!

Haha this is so funny! Some dumb american must have made this and its all totally incorrect but still so stupid and so funny!

HOW DARE THEY!!

How dare Nutrisoy offer all these reduced sugar crap drinks (and Kickapoo too) and force us to drink it! Okay well theyre not really forcing like coercing force, but its the only bloody version out there.

What makes them think they know my nutrition better then I do? I dont pay the same price for you to put less sugar inside you fucktards I want my sugar back! Your drinks taste like cum from someone with STDs (which probably taste just like the original variety, only with STDs)!

So infuriated omg might as well be drinking bloody tap water.

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You Scold Me, I Make You Lose Your Job (Hopefully)

Date: Tuesday, August 25, 2009, 8:44 pm
Thank You : Ben Wong ( grimidea@hotmail.com )
Attention: Events & Operations
Message:
Hello, I am a long time customer of Rapture, as I have been gaming for a large part of my life and have taken part in various competitions organised by RG, which, I might add, were all impeccably organised and I have always admired the direction that RG has brought the gaming scene of singapore to, and I have to say you all were always the spearhead of making cybersports where it is in SG now.

However, RG recently organised a VBS2 competion for army peeps, where an incident happened which may, I fear, have irrepairably damaged my image of RG.

During a match with the units 21SA playing against 39SCE, I was using my own Razor Diamondback mouse, instead of the default one provided at Gamehaven. I had permission from my lieutenant, who had in turn gotten permission from a higher authority to do this. During the games we had several incidences of disconnections and/or server crashes. I was later made to understand, in a very impolite manner, that the usage of my mouse was what had caused these disconnections, and was threatened with disqualification should I ever repeat what I thought I had gotten permission for. Not wanting to cause any trouble, I accepted the marshal's point of view on the matter, although I must admit Im quite confused as to how my mouse could have caused the crashes.

I have since brought the matter up with my officer, and it has been resolved amiably, ending with me simply having to accept that I can no longer use my mouse. This is understandable, since rules are rules, but the reason why I write this is not to pursue the matter but to prevent further reoccurrences of such situations where the customer may feel a irrevocable loss of respect for such a great organisation.

I thank you for your time.
Ben ;p


In case you were wondering, when he saw me removing my mouse, he said," NO WONDER LA!" with referrence to the disconnections. This was followed by," If you ever use your mouse again, Im going to dee que you."

Wow, see the marshal is so cool. He cant even say "disqualify". Hes gotta say "DEE QUE". Lets tango, bitch.

Army Open House

This past week was like a dream. I took leave, off, leave, off and I was almost not in camp the entire week.

Now I come back and find out Im doing the static displays for my Primus in the Army Open House. So please tell your friends to tell their friends to tell their friends NOT TO COME so that I can have an easier time. Tell them theres a ugly jackoff whos doing the displays (which there is, and no fuck off Im not referring to myself) to scare them all away.

;)

J.P Has A Car!

JP isnt Japanese Porn, its Jasmine Phang! And yes shes got a car (even if it belongs to her father)!

She was sweet enough to offer to drive us all to fuckn pasir ris for tyrones bday, but what really struck me was how she replied when we were driving along the highway, and ch was goading her along the path to speeding.

Of course, Im partial to a bit of cheap thrills now and then, but what she said in reply is something I really liked. She said "I never speed when Im driving with friends one."

If there was a Best Statement Of Responsibility Of The Month Award, this would be it.