scheiss.
gotta wake up in about 4 hours time and i still can't sleep.
should've laid off the coffee at dinner just now.

KIM Hyang Mi - proof that moaning will get you anywhere.

i'm sure everyone is all disappointed and all that li jiawei lost, but have some charity - li loses and gets a cool 100 Gs for her trouble. if kim had lost, she'd probably have been fish food by now.



hey did anyone see that army documentary at 7.30pm this past tuesday?
well they're featuring commandos in part 2 this coming tuesday and shit, i could've been in it!

the film crew came down to paya lebar ab with us on one of our jumps a few weeks ago. while everyone was sitting around waiting, a call came for the commandos (most of the people there were from other units; it being a jump for a airborne course open to non-commandos). in true saf fashion, my stick decided it was an incoming saikang arrow and collectively emanated a "ain't no commandos in these here parts" vibe while simultaneously making ourselves look as inconspicuous as possible*.

turns out they wanted a subject to interview.
they asked their eventual subject something along the lines of how parachuting is relevant to your vocation.

if they had interviewed me, i would've said "well actually it is totally irrelevant since 95% of all scheduled jumps are cancelled due to mechanical failures, excessive safety regulations not being met, the pilot just having painted his nails or just the general fucked-upness of the saf. however the saf has not as yet developed thick enough skin to call us commandos without actually being airborne-trained, but i have it on good authority that a computer game which involves paratroops is in the pipelines and as soon as they re-colour the uniforms of the soldiers to standard saf no.4 so they can say that its been 'modified to suit local requirements' while still looking you in the eye, as soon as they're done with that, you can be sure we'll be training on that instead of the way-too-dangerous real thing."

then as i'm being dragged off-camera i'd shout "but the saf is still a world-class armyyyyyy!" in an attempt to lessen my term in the detention barracks.

but noooooo. instead you're going to get some standard saf propaganda. well, watch and see. the interviewee is a friend of mine and i've got some rather embarassing anecdotes about him, actually, but i guess i'll spare him.

i'm just too nice sometimes.




*accomplished by avoiding eye contact with the arrow-er at all cost in accordance with the if-i-can't-see-you-you-can't-see-me theorem. discussing loudly the best way to go about dealing with an imaginary assigned task helps, too.

i missed passing my soc ( standard obstacle course ) test by a lousy 7 seconds hence no more long weekend as part of the company hq's carrot-n-stick scheme. instead, get to stay back to shag it out on saturday morning with oc, david-look-at-my-obscenely-tight-shorts-neo. oh joy.



today at dinner i saw a sign pasted on the door of an empty storefront which read "NO URINE OR SHITTING IN THE SALES GALLERY".

words fail me.



Porn Star Tells Military 'Bullets, Not Boobs'- LOS ANGELES (Reuters) - A group supporting natural breasts staged a small street protest in Hollywood on Wednesday against a U.S. military policy offering free breast implants to female soldiers.



Two families moved from Afghanistan to America. When they arrived, the two fathers made a bet – in a year’s time whichever family had become more Americanized would win.

A year later they meet.

The first man said, “My son is playing baseball, I had McDonald’s for breakfast and I’m on my way to pick up a case of Bud, how about you?”

The second man replied, “Fuck you, towel head.”