Earghhhh
holy moly!! everyone's been saying that the dreadful A-thingie will be
released on the all-too-imminent SEVENTEENTH OF FEBRUARY!! like HELP HELP HELP HELP HELP!!! how
very very disturbing! my state of blissful ignorance will come to an
untimely end in exactly two weeks and two days ): such extreme
woefulness ):):):):): i shall start stockpiling my personal supplies of
kleenex and prozac in preparation for The Day of Doom - don't snatch!
eurgh i can't believe that my life is hinging on a silly slip of paper
that i could easily recycle and have turned into toilet paper! how
dreadful dreadful dreadful ):):):):):):): the only good thing about the
A-thingie being released so early is uhhhhhh that i can finally throw
out my notes (and recycle them and have them turned into toilet paper).
huh, some consolation
haha okay i realise that the 1987 people converse about only two topics right now - the A levels and NS. of the two, i think NS is much more yawn-inducing, amusing as it undeniably is to hear the sunburnt eggheads (did i mention yet how funny they all look?) whinge and whine about the hardships of serving one's nation. you see, NS boys can talk of nothing but NS. it's my sergeant this, my company that, i sleep next to the __jc prom king, lee hsien loong's son is in my company, yadda yadda yadda .. it gets dreadfully stale after a while, fascinating as it is to hear about the splendid brainwashing programmes - cunningly disguised as life skills talks and their ilk - where they teach you to be a splendid upright citizen who will defend the borders of singapore (this thought gives me the heebie-jeebies btw. can you imagine our friends with M-16s in their hands? the very thought makes me shudder) and is also a good employee/husband/father/son (haha good one there - imagine our friends married and with kids! "hey children, let's go play with some dynamite, it's goes BOOM, just like the things in dota/randomviolentRPG!"). uh to recapture the point of my wandering sentence, the NS boys are dreadfully dull d: the actuality of serving in the army is nothing as glamorous as all those heroic posters (picturing rugged-looking males - who strangely do not resemble in any aspect any actual NS boys of my acquaintance - with dirt smeared artistically and most flatteringly across their tanned faces which are already striped with interesting patterns of green and black camoflauge paint) in underpasses and buses make it out to be. they seem to spend all their time uh singing dirty songs while they march, learning new hokkien vulgarities, looking at pictures of other people's girlfriends etc etc. mostly, they seem to be waiting for the next weekend bookout. and yet, they can't stop talking about NS when they get out! the paradox of NS, lols.
the reason why i have so much to say on NS is that 04A53 had a cny gathering yesterday at clarence's house and there were just too many shaven sunburnt skinheads in the house for comfort. no matter if i was playing cluedo or bridge or just gossiping, i could hear a background hum of sergeantcompanyNSplatoonsectionmarchingfieldcampbunkmatehair! haha like such total no-lifers la d: oh yes, and i don't care what everyone says - cluedo is very fun! it's like CSI for dummies, almost as addictive as bridge (: i realised to my horror yesterday that one and a half months of abstinence (from bridge, of course, don't get any ideas) had almost completely eroded my bridge skills! i couldn't remember anything! for example, what the set-ratio is for a bid of two and whether one starts the game or not when one has successfully bidded no trump. but no worries, my memory has been fully refreshed and i'm totally up for another round of bridge. right this instant, if possible (:
for now, i'll just sit around waiting for my job to start and aggravate my already-pronounced pedantic tendencies by reading "Eats, Shoots & Leaves". hail the new punctuation warrior in me!
haha okay i realise that the 1987 people converse about only two topics right now - the A levels and NS. of the two, i think NS is much more yawn-inducing, amusing as it undeniably is to hear the sunburnt eggheads (did i mention yet how funny they all look?) whinge and whine about the hardships of serving one's nation. you see, NS boys can talk of nothing but NS. it's my sergeant this, my company that, i sleep next to the __jc prom king, lee hsien loong's son is in my company, yadda yadda yadda .. it gets dreadfully stale after a while, fascinating as it is to hear about the splendid brainwashing programmes - cunningly disguised as life skills talks and their ilk - where they teach you to be a splendid upright citizen who will defend the borders of singapore (this thought gives me the heebie-jeebies btw. can you imagine our friends with M-16s in their hands? the very thought makes me shudder) and is also a good employee/husband/father/son (haha good one there - imagine our friends married and with kids! "hey children, let's go play with some dynamite, it's goes BOOM, just like the things in dota/randomviolentRPG!"). uh to recapture the point of my wandering sentence, the NS boys are dreadfully dull d: the actuality of serving in the army is nothing as glamorous as all those heroic posters (picturing rugged-looking males - who strangely do not resemble in any aspect any actual NS boys of my acquaintance - with dirt smeared artistically and most flatteringly across their tanned faces which are already striped with interesting patterns of green and black camoflauge paint) in underpasses and buses make it out to be. they seem to spend all their time uh singing dirty songs while they march, learning new hokkien vulgarities, looking at pictures of other people's girlfriends etc etc. mostly, they seem to be waiting for the next weekend bookout. and yet, they can't stop talking about NS when they get out! the paradox of NS, lols.
the reason why i have so much to say on NS is that 04A53 had a cny gathering yesterday at clarence's house and there were just too many shaven sunburnt skinheads in the house for comfort. no matter if i was playing cluedo or bridge or just gossiping, i could hear a background hum of sergeantcompanyNSplatoonsectionmarchingfieldcampbunkmatehair! haha like such total no-lifers la d: oh yes, and i don't care what everyone says - cluedo is very fun! it's like CSI for dummies, almost as addictive as bridge (: i realised to my horror yesterday that one and a half months of abstinence (from bridge, of course, don't get any ideas) had almost completely eroded my bridge skills! i couldn't remember anything! for example, what the set-ratio is for a bid of two and whether one starts the game or not when one has successfully bidded no trump. but no worries, my memory has been fully refreshed and i'm totally up for another round of bridge. right this instant, if possible (:
for now, i'll just sit around waiting for my job to start and aggravate my already-pronounced pedantic tendencies by reading "Eats, Shoots & Leaves". hail the new punctuation warrior in me!