Just as I expected, the Mayans did not put up much of a resistance. The primitive degenerates which made up their army were like puny little ants in the face of my marching armies; they are fated to be crushed into non-existence by my troops. With their defeat, North America has become my backyard.

Anyway, while I am in the midst of massacring the Mayans, I took the liberty to invade the Dutch as well. They too, fell to my empire smashing strength and as such, I now have control over the northern territories of New Granada, Guyana and Venezuela in South America. Soon enough, I will vanquish the remaining states in the region, namely the Portugese, Incans and some tiny native tribes, and establish my grand empire - the United States of America. When that happens, the CJ era shall begin...


You have only two choices; submission or annihilation.


=Back to reality=


My first week as an officer cadet trainee at the Home Team Academy was pretty good. I have sort of gotten over my trauma and accepted the fact that I will be staying in the police force. It is not that bad after all. We get around the same salary as our counterparts in OCS but our training is less taxing. Apparently, I am also very very fortunate to be chosen as an OCT at HTA; out of the 3000++ recruits in Tekong, only 40 are selected to become OCT. Calculate the probability and you will understand what I am talking about. Anyways, I will be training to become an Inspector to Police, a rank which is equivalent to that of a full Lieutenant.

Other than being my walk-out* day, today is also the Parent's Visiting Day. Our parents came today and witnessed the affixation of the Junior Term insignia (something like the first white bar in OCS) for us. We were also officially sworn in as cadets. I made a slight blunder during the affixation but lets not talk about it.

Basically, as an OCT, I am required to be well versed with our laws and must always have a high level of discipline because OCTs are responsible for keeping law and order in the Academy. We also get to raise the flag during morning assembly. Other than that, we are expected to be well rounded in our studies and our physical activities.

My Course Manager(equivalent to a PC) is Assistant Superintendent(ASP) Dominic and my Field Instructor(equivalent to a platoon sergeant-cum-sergeant major-cum-PTI) is Staff Sergeant Eddie Ng. My OC is Deputy Superintendent Julian Chen. My CO is Superintendent Syed Sagoff. My super big boss is the Commissioner of Police(equivalent to Chief of Army) Khoo Boon Hui. Well, the ruling echelon in the police is somewhat similar to the army. So far, all my commanders are nice people.

My batch seems to have everything cut short for us. Our BMT was shortened from 11 weeks to 9 weeks and now our OCT training is shortened from 9 months to 7 months... Also dunno whether we should count ourselves lucky or not.

I also found out, much to my surprise, that Kenneth is training as an armor recce in the camp just next to the Home Team Academy. We are separated only by a fence and some blocks between our camps. So close yet so far haha.
I heard some amazing feats about commandos today, regular commandos(that excludes you Al, but you still hve some of my respect,abit) to be exact and I can only say that my respect for them has increased yet again. If you want to know, come ask me.



Me and my senior Melvin Oh



One of the perks of an OCT... a huge cardboard! The top shelf is for our law text.



The middle shelves are for our clothes and accessories.



The compartment for hanging our shirts. You can see the size for yourselves. Even my own cardboard is not this big...



Drawers for our stuffs.



Our compulsory walk-out attire... its too formal in my opinion. Oh, by the way, the tie's from Goldlion.

*Walk-out = book-out in police terms.

The Aztec Empire has fallen to my armies like a stack of cards being blown away by a gust of wind. The only obstacle left to conquering the whole of North America is the accursed Mayan Empire. Any grand plans of the Mayans in the past has already been put off by the Aztecs and since I have already conquered the Aztecs... the Mayans shall be crushed as well. Mwahahahaha!

Nothing can stand in my way. Not even the Europeans. I shall unite the Americas under my glorious banner and upon accomplishing that magnum opus, the United States of America shall be formed. It will be a country so powerful that it will dominate the rest of the world for many years to come. There is no stopping us; you can only hope to contain us.

Bow before my mighty empire!

Checker checker checker.....

Huat ah!

Sher and I spent $25 yesterday to complete House of the Dead 4 at Marina Sqaure arcade yesterday. Woo. It was really a self-gratifying experience haha. The game itself was very fun and exciting. Of all the bosses, I like the final boss, The World, most. Not only does it looks cool and menacing, it also has an arsenal of deadly and stunning attacks. We wasted the most coins while battling him heh. My second favorite boss would be The Empress. Oh well, no point elaborating further. Go play the game to know what I am talking about.

I have finally finished building my USS Nimitz. Well, not quite finished. I am still left with painting the planes and attaching the signal sticks to the ship itself. I think I will do that next week.

Tomorrow morning, I will be reporting to my new vocation camp. Getting abit the excited now since I still havent found anyone that has the same vocation as me. Hope I will do well there.

Embarking on the journey to become a Checker. Whats a Checker you might ask. Try to think out of the box. And you will know what I am talking about...

Woke up in the morning.
Washed my face.
Ate a bun.
Turned on the com.
Checked my posting.
Got the shock of my lifetime.

In the whole of my life, I never ever dreamt that I would be posted to such a vocation. I was temporarily traumatised when I saw the results. It was not what I wanted. But neither was it what I abhorred. From what I gathered, its one of the most highly coveted vocation. Somewhat ironic? Oh well. Since its already a fact, I guess I can only accept it and see how things go. What is my vocation you might ask? Well. I don't want to publicize it. If you really want to know, come ask me personally.

I have been more or less stoning my afternoon away. Did helped to do some chores for mom though. My USS Nimitz is still uncompleted. I only have the weekend left. Dinner tonight was... ok. Nothing more.

The time was 4.00pm. The sky was grey and thick, dark clouds were accumulating in the sky. There was an occasional flash of lightning and roars of thunder could be heard. The sky was about to give way to the torrential rains. But that didn't stop me from going swimming.

My performance today was not very good. The last time I swam 20 laps, I took 25 minutes but I took 26 minutes to swim 20 laps today. I was practically chiong-ing all the way today so I was quite taken aback by my timing. I wonder what went wrong. Must be all the uncle swimming leisurely and blocking my way. Either that or the pool at Jalan Besar is larger than Toa Payoh's.

Sher called me while I was bathing at the pool's toilet and asked me to go eat at Novena. But my mom's cooking dinner. So I had to reject her. When I reached home, I wanted to continue with my shipbuilding but for some unexplainable reason, I just got glued in front of my computer(despite it being a lousy computer) and chatted my late afternoon away. I gossiped with Hui Xin about some J-pop stuff.

At 7pm, I had a quick dinner and rushed down to Shaw Plaza to catch my movie, "The Messenger", which starts at 8pm.

-TIMEOUT-
While I was about to comment about "The Messenger", Jamal had to come and tell me that Final Destination was on Channel 5. Not wanting to miss the show, I decide to Timeout for awhile and go watch the TV. But heck, it was like the last 10 minutes of the show left.
-TIMEOUT-

There were only about 15 people watching the movie. I thought I would get to enjoy the movie alone in the enitre cinema again. But I guess enjoying the movie alone in an entire row of seats isn't that bad either.

Sypnosis:
The Solomon family purchased a countryside barn where they intend to make a profit by growing sunflowers. Shortly after they settled in their new home, wierd things began to happen. Soon, Jessica Solomon, the only daughter in the family, heard and witness paranormal activities in her house. With some help from her baby brother, Ben Solomon(who for some reason, can see the ghosts), she managed to find out more about the ghosts haunting her house. The ending was quite unexpected. It sort of changed the genre of the movie to thriller instead. All in all, this show wasn't all that scary. The only scary parts would be the sound and visual effects, which is a must-have in every horror film. The plot itself is not really very horrifying.

After the show, I walked home and upon reaching home, I got stuck infront of the computer again. Its amazing how I would flock to my PC all the time, just as how flies flock to shit. Hmm...

In a few more hours, I will know where I will get posted to for the next phase of my National Service. Come to think of it, my block leave is ending soon. Time really flies. How I wish it can fly faster so that my NS will be over like now. Oh well.

OK. Did some shopping today. Still trying to find a nice and affordable belt.

Went to shop around Orchard with Choony, Chalk and Kenn.

1. Went to Borders to find Chalk's book. Chalk found his book but cant afford to buy it. I saw some aerospace books but I can't afford them as well. Thought of buying a world atlas but oh well.

2. Next, I wanted to get a new pair of shoes. A pair of slip-ons actually. Went to Isetan to search for it. Didn't find the shoes I want. But found this revolutionary underwear by Calvin Klein instead. Tried to convince Kenn to buy it but failed to. Bought one piece of sushi at the supermarket. Saw Justin there as well.

3. Went to Pacific Plaza next. Saw a pair of slip-ons. But its too hip for me in my opinion. Especially when more and more people thinks I am 24 years old. Found out that Kenn's sister was attending lessons at the Yoga school there. And discovered that David Gunn's friend owns a salon there as well. Kenn is so knowledgeable. Thot that Chalk is finally going to buy something when he enters the Fossil watch shop and asked the attendant to show him a watch on display. Turns out that his just looking only..

4. Walked to Far East Plaza next to continue the hunt for my shoe. Found one that I think is nice. But I feel that it might still be too hip for me. I look 24 remember? But heck. It cost $39 only. So I went and bought it. Kenn also tested on a pair at the shop. Suddenly as he tested his pair of shoe, two shoes on that rack(approximately 2 metres away from him) dropped onto the floor. I asked him what happened and he claimed that his psychic. Okk. Anyways, I tried to convince him to get the pink skull design but needless to say, I failed.

5. Traversed to the basement of FEP to eat Long John's Silver.

6. Travelled to Lucky Plaza to get a new phone for myself; at the cost of ninety Sing dollars. Bought the Nokia 1110i. A simple and basic phone. Good enough for me to use in the army for the next one year and 8 months. Sometimes, I just feel that I spend money without thinking. But heck, its an attribute imbued into me since my birth. I can only hope to minimize it in the future with rationality. But I doubt I can do away with it altogether. Saw Wayne at the handphone shop which I bought my phone. He also came to look for a camera-less phone. Aha too bad I just came out from Tekong while your journey has just begun haha...

7. Sneaked into the House of Condoms shop to take a look. But let me get this clear, it was Chalk that suggests that we go in the first place since we never been in before. Saw a lot of interesting stuff. Condoms for $1? hmm. When we came out, I was frantically looking around to ensure that no one I know is passing by. Just in case... but hey I look 24!

8. Marched to Paragon next and for some wierd reason that only he knows, Choony decided to explore the place from top first then to bottom. So we took the escalator to the top floor and then started to descend floor by floor. Saw the revolutionary underwear again in the CK shop there. Some belts caught my attention but the price tags drenched my determination(whatever that means.) But hey, its Armani Exchange, what can I say? Passed by Prime Ribs and heard Kenn said it was a place where you can eat if you want to get bankrupt. Following that statement, he said that he has just eaten there yesterday... Went to the basement and saw StarBucks. Thought I might see someone there but nope. We entered this shop called Canele(pronounced Ker - neh - lee) to have some high tea. I ordered some Citrus cake and a pot of Monkey King tea. Seriously. No joke. Its Monkey King tea. The cake was nice. Abit sweet though but still bearable. As for the tea, it taste like monkey... nah it taste like jasmine tea. The four of us ordered different cakes so we "traded" with each other. All the cakes were very nice. But I like Chalk's most. Can't remember the name but I know that its long in shape. The ambience of the cafe is very soothing and nice. And the waitresses are very friendly. One of them asked us whether we just finished BMT or what and Chalk answered her truthfully. If I am answering, I will just tell her "Eh no missus, we just released from Changi Prison this morning. Now come here to catch up with the times." Hey, its a place I will be returning to again. If I am not mistaken, I think the Canele was featured on your blog as well. I spent $15 altogether. Sinful but desirable.

9. Chalk departed us to attend his friend's grandfather's wake after the high tea. He is a very nice friend in my opinion. Kenn Choony and me went to Taka's Kinokuniya to browse around since we do not know where else we can go. After browsing through world maps, atlases, comics, aerospace books and game guides, I said goodbye to the duo and headed home.

Back at home, I finally got myself down to assembling my USS Nimitz model. And I have made good progress. All thats left for me to do is to paste the decals onto the deck. But that alone will take quite some time. Hope I can finish it before this week ends....

Lost.

Thats the best word to represent my mood now.
I have no idea what I can do! Or rather I don't know what I want to do.

I cannot play my computer games because of the apathetic state which my computer is in now.
I cannot play my PS2 because my brother is hogging. And even if I do get the console out of his room, I have no TV to attach it to. Moms hogging the living room TV to herself.
I have this partially finished assembled model of the USS Nimitz but I just can't seem to gear myself up to finish it.
I want to get a PSP or a DS but I don't know which to get. Its always like that. I get one item and I will regret not buying the other item and vice versa. Unfortunately, I am not rich enough to afford both. So its best I buy none of them. But still I want to get a PSP or a DS.
I want to go out. But also dunno where I can go to. Its either movies or swimming or running.

I am practically stoning my life away everyday.
My life is so disorganized at the moment. I need to do something about it.

I have made some very bad decisions lately. Must start learning to think even more rationally from now onwards.

Went to watch "Music and Lyrics" with my best cousin. Awww its such a romantic and heartwarming show. And the soundtrack definitely rocks!

ALl right. thats all for today. ha.

Alright.

Its been a while since I blogged. The good thing about getting into army is that you will learn to prioritize your time and in the process, you will really see wats important to you. Since I only get to book out during weekends for at most 48 hours(and minimum 36 hours), I really need to plan how to spend my time well. Unlike in the past, where I have almost every week to myself, I can no longer afford to waste my time now. In the past I see my family everyday so I take them for granted. But now, I only get to see them once every week, so gradually, I began to realise how important they are to me.

Army life has been good so far. I am really glad to be in Bronco. However, all this is gonna end in one and a half weeks time when I POP out of Tekong. That aside, something has just ended for me yesterday; my JC education.

Yesterday was the release date for the A levels results and I will just say I did moderately well for it. When I went back to school yesterday afternoon, I saw my chinese sensei 陈老师. She was a nice teacher. We had a very brief moment of chat before she went towards the bus stop while I went into the school building. I guess that might be the last time I will be seeing her. Inside the school, I went to our Performing Arts Center where my principal Brother Paul gave a talk. As usual, students with outstanding results were commended. After that, I left the PAC and I would not expect to enter it again. I saw all my friends. They all looked so different. Elleen especially. Maria even more. Even my form teacher had a new hairstyle. After collection of our results, we went to talk to some of our former teachers. I talked to Mrs Chuah and Mrs Tai and discovered that Mrs Tai's daughter got 8 distinctions for her A levels; 4 As for her subjects and 3 distinctions for her 3 S papers and A1 for GP. I guess this would be considered exceedingly outstanding. But well, shes from RJ after all. I didn't get the chance to talk to Ms. Lim. Guess I won't ever get to see her again.

I sat down with my class in the school canteen and reminisce for perhaps the last time. Some would be going back to their home countries, some would be going overseas to further their studies, some would be working while some, like me, would be serving NS. At this stage of our life, each of us would be busy doing our own stuff. We would all be moving in different paths in life. It might be a long long time before we can have a gathering again.

The sound of the lesson bell ringing... ah, it feels so familiar.

Finally, I left the school and headed for home, never turning back to look at it again. This would probably be my last time leaving CJC for I could not think of any more reason for me to enter CJC again and leave it once more.

*POP = Passing Out Parade

I wasn't even remembered for one night.
What more can I say.
Such derisiveness.....

Somebody wake me up!!!

Military Profile:

Name: Yong Cheng Jin
Rank: Recruit
Company: Bronco
Details: Platoon 3, Section 4, Bed 13
Post assigned: Assistant Armskote IC
IPPT status: Silver

I am back from my first two weeks of my Basic Military Training from the beautiful island resort of Pulau Tekong. Those two weeks definitely felt like 2 months to me. Time seems to move so much slower in there but I am glad I made it past the first two weeks.

My batch of intake is the so-called "enhanced" batch and hence, our commanders are given only 9 weeks(compared to the original 11 weeks) to teach us the same amount of military training. Also, Bronco company is also known as a leadership company, meaning most of the intakes will end up in command schools like OCS and SISPEC. Personally, I would very much like to enter OCS and I will try to work towards my goal.

My commanders are all very nice people in the sense that they don't delibrately tekan you for no reason but they can become downright nasty and serious and firm during trainings... I remembered one of my IMT sessions where one of my mates failed to follow instructions and my section commander yelled the shit out of him and the scolding was really so severe that my mate cried in the end. Yes. This is how serious my commanders can get.

My bunkmates and platoon mates are all very friendly and interesting people as well. So I guess I am quite lucky to land at where I am now in Tekong. I heard Alphonsus is having a hard time at his Commandos camp. I hope he can pull it through.

I think I like the road marches most. I think I just like any activities that involves legs haha.

After booking out on friday afternoon, I am suposed to book in again on Saturday evening. So why is it that I can still blog on a Sunday morning? The reason is because I have fallen sick due to some food poisoning. I received an MC for 3 days, meaning I will book in only on next Tuesday. Some of you might think its good but to me, its actually bad because my field camp starts today! Which means I will miss the first two days of the field camp! If I am not able to complete my field camp, the commanders might decide to make me do field camp with another company, which means I might have to camp with total strangers. Not very good if you asks me. Plus, I also missed my 8km march which started this morning and should have ended by now...

I wanna my hair back.

8 more hours to my departure for Tekong School 1.
Going to experience something entirely new. Can't wait for it.
If you stop and think about it carefully, NS isn't so bad after all.

Tekong School 1 is notorious for its haunted history. The infamous 3-room bunk is located there.
Such a place is perfect for a paranormal enthusiaist like me.
Lets hope I won't get into trouble.

I am in a pretty good mood now.
I guess its all because of you.
Though I can't get to see you before my enlistment, I got to talk to you.

That is more than enough. I appreciate it.

However, I do realise that reality isn't so kind.
Not everything will always turn out the way I want it to.
Hence, I shall keep my hopes lower.
That way, I will feel less pain when reality hits me.

Still, I want to thank you for making my departure a happy one.

See you soon.

A picture tells a thousand words. What more should I say?



I've watched Deathnote 2: The Last Name for the third time today.



Sher bought me a beanie to conceal my botakness after my BMT. Not sure whether it looks good on me. Comments everyone.







37 more hours to go before I embark on my patriotic journey.

Hail the Island Republic.

Of all times, it has to come now.

Why?
I thought I could but I actually couldn't.

Theories aren't always correct after all.
They are mere speculations and extrapolations of one.
It can't be proven without putting it to test.

Mine has been proven wrong... by myself. Ironic, isn't it?

It has come at the wrong time.
Despite knowing this, I still yearn for it.
I am well aware of the consquences.
And I still yearn for it.

No matter no matter...
I need to face the cold-hard reality.


In the end, it could just be me. What am I thinking?

Did some catching up with Chew-ka-lao-sai today haha.

In case you're wondering, Chew-ka-lao-sai(chew until shit) is my sec school friend and he is actually known as Robin chiu... he went into SA after sec sch and thank goodness i dint go there for if i did, I might not be able to get BAND ONE for my PW. Apparently, the SA teachers gave their students the wrong information and the whole cohort ended up doing the PW wrongly. But chew-ka-lao-sai managed a band 2... not bad not bad.

We went to pool at marina square haha and it feels great to be playing against someone that is more or less of my calibre. I thought I was already very pro with my Ball-jump-over-the-table technique but he impressed me with his Ball-constantly-jumping-out-of-bounds technique...
After that went to arcade to play the "Lets-Go Jungle: Trap on Spice Island" game. very nice.

Then we went to PS to catch the Gim Hui Curse, otherwise known as The Curse of the Golden Flower. Just like what my cousin said, the movie is full of bouncing boobs; all the palace maids and the empress and most other female characters wear attires that never fails to reveal at least half of their boobs. In addition, their boobs bounces up and down as they move through the palace. In short, the movie is about the fight for absolute power in the Imperial Family. The emperor wants to kill the empress and so the empress decided to strike first by asking her son to rebel against the emperor and take the throne. In the process, the crown prince died and the emperor become damn angry and went on a rampage. Then the emperor found out about the empress's plot and blah blah blah. The emperor won in the end. But he also lost something I guess. What i like about the movie is the frequent clash of armies haha. Thats about the only part I like I guess.

I would rate it 3.5/5

after the movie i went to the toilet to excrete but again, my body played fun of me again. nothing dropped down as i sat on the toilet bowl....

after that we went to the STAR FACTORY and played some more arcade game...

Suddenly, a surge of excitement filled my body. Accompanying that surge of excitement was a stinge of anxiety; I could feel my heart in my throat at that time. After awhile, my elation wore off as I realised the cold hard fact... I can't make the mark...

Among the games I tried were:

House of the Dead 4
Time Crisis 4
Let's-Go Jungle

Went to eat Mac for dinner after that and went home. WHOOOOOOOOO, Diamonds are Forever and so is the NATURE BOY!

Does anyone of you ever felt like you need to shit and so went into the toilet, squat(or sit) down, twitch your butt muscles and then end up not shitting at all?

Well I just experienced it... and several times in the past. Quite funny. Wonder whats that all about. Am I being fooled by my body or what? There really is this tangible and realistic urge to excrete but when I get yourself ready to detox, my manure seems to be denied entry into my rectum by my large intestine. Sorta like stuck half way up there.

Beware! The MIRACLE of life!

Thank goodness there is no feeling that something is being sucked or pushed back into my stomach >.<

Went to gym with Ted today and it has been quite awhile since my last visit. I believe I shrunk in size. Was quite disappointed about it because I want to have a nice body to compensate my cannot-make-it face. (Unlike someone whose worrying all day long about getting bigger...)
In fact, I think I NEED a nice body. I simply NEED that balance.

Perhaps I shall start wearing NEW BALANCE shoes.

After that, went into the toilet with Ted and being the cheapskate person that I am, I decided to take a bathe since it will help me conserve my water bills at home. Ted waited for me to finish bathing. Such a nice guy isnt him? AS IF.
We argued whether should we go MS(my stand) to pool or Clementi(his stand) to pool(the gym was at Clementi). No adequate agreements could be made between both of us and so we decided to get Mr. Commando-cum-Alibaba to break the stalemate. In the end, the ardent supporter of The Great Motherland won the argument with the support of Tsar Ra's Guy and we headed for MS to pool.

While waiting for the bus with the Chick Watcher, Ted suddenly remembered that he had an appointment with his friend. But being the nice and considerate guy that he is, Ted decided to pool with us instead and PS-ed his friend. Thanks TED!

Alfonsus and me impressed Ted during pool; we showed him, on many occasions, how to miss
a ball that was set perfectly straight infront of a pocket. I also presented my ever-elusive ball-jumps-out-the-table(this is, by no means, related to buddha-jumps-over-the-wall) technique. I guess it was an eye-opener for him. He probably saw two of the worst poolers around in the history of mankind today. Well, sorry Ted. I already told you my pool skills are abysmal. If you read my previous post carefully, you would have known... Ted, lets play again when I get better.

But well, the good thing is I got a few pointers from Ted. He imparted to me a part of his 九球神功. I am gonna use that to thrash somebody next time.

After that, we just walked around MS and then finally settled down in Mac where Alfonsus and Ted had an intense, almost vehement, debate. Ted was saying geniuses are usually mildly autistic while Alfonsus was saying that was not the case and so began the debate of the millennium. Being the ignoramus I am, I just sat down and listen to them argue and I heard some interesting stuff like "A taxi is a car but a car is not a taxi" and "Homosexuals? and homicides" etc etc. The debate ended with a tie between both parties.

Then I proceeded to Suntec with Alfonsus to look for his Alwayssummer Morning game while Ted went home. We combed through the stores but found nothing that Alfonsus wants. But I saw something that I want in Karful(Carrefour) - an R.C helicopter! But it costs $50. Perhaps I should bring my mom there and get her to buy the toy for me. HEhehe...

When we headed for home, we saw a HMV in Citylink Mall and so we went in to look see. Sadly, the CD which Alfonsus wanted was sold out and he was so disappointed to hear this that his eyes almost became watery. But we still had a good catch. I purchased a copy of FINAL FANTASY ADVENT CHILDREN VCD while he acquired the MIRROMASK VCD. I am gonna watch my FFAC soon. I watched it once before but it was from our neighbouring country and the images were jumpy at times and worst, the subtitles sucks. The show is in Japanese. So subtitles are crucial. Very crucial.

6 more days to NS. Soon, I will be able to lay down my gun for my country. Soon, I will no longer have to worry about styling that bird-nest-lookalike hair of mine.

Its 2am plus now and I am still not a sleep. The official school holidays has ended and school will start again in like 6 more hours. Darn, I must have gotten used to late nights. Hope I can concentrate tomorrow.... Wait a sec, I just remembered I have graduated from JC. Ha, senile me.

Pool PooL pooL PoOl POOL pool POol pOOL
普尔 普尔 普尔 普尔 普尔 普尔 普尔 普尔

I have been pooling around continuously for the past few weeks with my 好妹儿, so much so that my pool skills have increased abit. Yes. Abit. I am still an average, if not, lousy player. People that want to find a partner to hone their pool skills can always ask me out to pool with you. I will be more than happy to accept your invitiation.

I still haven't finished building my aircraft carrier model.

I've painted the hull and other main body parts. All thats left is don't attached all the seperate pieces together but I've a problem, I can't use UHU glue to do the job because they would eat away the paint on my painted parts. In addtion, its very difficult to apply the glue smoothly onto the parts which I want to paste; that would always be overflow to the side and this makes the pasting looks ugly. I also need a pair of tweezers to hold tiny parts(even smaller than the "Exclaimation mark" which you can find on your keyboard" when pasting them to the hull of the ship. Guess I might make another trip to the hobby shop later on. Maybe I can get Ali from Cairo to come with me. Maybe not.

I am in the midst of updating my Friendster account. Been a long while since I visited it.

Lalalala...
By the way, the correct chinese translation for pool is 桌球。

Gay New Year everyone!

Being the introvert person that I am, I stayed at home and PS2-ed my life away on new year's eve while other hip and happening person are out on the streets ushering in the new year.
BIG DEAL! I was hoping for some sort of Armageddon or Apocalypse but too bad, nothing out of the ordinary happened when the clock strucks 12am. Oh well, there is always next year.

I still can't seem to complete the Paramedic mission on Grand Theft Auto: San Andreas after trying for the whole day.

Since its a new year, I have to celebrate it somehow and so, I decided to refurbish my blog to give it a new outlook! Doesn't it look great? I am so in love with it!
For those of you that don't already know, the girl above is Erika Toda and she starrs as Misa Amane in DeathNote The Last Name. As of now, I am officially her fan but like who the hell would care~

Never mind never mind...

I felt to make a DeathNote for me because I no can afford to buy one. And also they no sell un-black DeathNote so I want make a red one because in comic they got say that there also has limited editions of DeathNote for DeathGods that comes in non-black colours as well. I want to be out of the ordinary. Hence I going make a red one to make sure I not the same as others.

-Resolutions for 2007-

>Be less hostile
>Get a nice haircut
>Be more mature
>Get ripped and chiselled
>Be more un-lame
>Live a gay(happy) life
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The last time I blogged was on the 18th of December and today is the 30th of December.
12 days have passed.
My perseverance and courage have died off and I can't help but blog today.

I wanted to test the autenticity of the 13-day rule in this Death Blog which is why I haven't blogged for the past 12 days. But I failed. I just can't bring myself to do it and I will tell you why.

= The 13-day rule of the Death Blog =
When the owner of a Death Blog posts an entry in the blog, he must post another entry again in the next 13 days. Otherwise, he would die in one of the following ways:

1. When using a mobile phone, or any type of phone, the receiver will simply explode, bursting the owner's head into pieces. If the owner choses not to use any communication tools at all, he/she will simply die of brainfreeze.

2. The owner's shirt, or any clothes that he is wearing, will suddenly absorb moisture from the surroundings and start to shrink rapidly, squeezing the owner's body so hard that he/she will die of suffocation. In the event where the owner decides to remain nude, his/her skin will absorb the moisture instead and the owner's body will be inflated by the absorbed moisture until he/she explodes.

3. Food, any food even liquids, consumed by the owner will penetrate his/her stomach, resulting in fatal internal bleeding. Sometimes, the food might pierce through other organs as well, such as the penis. Either way, the owner will die of painful internal bleeding. If the owner opts to feed himself/herself by injecting liquid foods into his/her body, the liquid foods will suddenly be transmuted into mercury, hence, bestwoing upon the owner a mercurial death. In the unlikely event where the owner decides not to eat and drink, he/she will simply starve to death.

4. While sleeping, the owner will be impaled by a Russian flagpole. If the owner hires bodyguards to protect him/her while sleeping, all the guards will get impaled by the same Russian flagpole first before the owner gets that same flagpole up his/her anal cavity. Note that the Russian flagpole will appear out of nowhere. Also, in the unlikely event where the owner decides not to sleep forever, he/she will simply get gunned down by Russian hitmen, which, coincidentally, will also appear out of nowhere.

5. The Death gloB* will take over the owner's mind and kill him/her in any manner it desires.

6. This one's old school. The owner will simply die of a heart attack!

No matter what, as long as the owner does not post anything within 13 days from his latest entry, he will die.

*Death gloB; a mythical entity that hands a Death Blog to a human. The Death gloB is capable of controlling the owner's mind only when the owner has violated the 13-day rule. How the owner will die is decided by a toss of a six-sided die by the Death gloB. If the number "1" shows up on the die, then the owner will die by method one and so on and so forth.

Now you know why I have to blog. I don't wish to die yet. Not after I discovered Erika Toda is of the same age as me!

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~Back to the Real World~

I am playing Grand Theft Auto: San Andreas recently and I enjoy slapping pedestrians and police officers with a purple double headed dildo. You all might feel that I am outdated to be playing an old game now but you can't blame me cause I can only play the PS2 during the holidays. As a result, I have tons of games that I have yet to complete and there are tons of new games out there that I want to buy. Add them together and I will get a bowl of wanton noodles.... haha not very funny eh.

Went to watch DeathNote:The Last Name last night with Sher. I can't believe I watched it twice... I watched it first with Joy and Annis and Annisfren on the day before yesterday. Then again, its a nice show and ERIKA TODA IS 18YO, SO AM I so I have no complaints. I would rate it 1/1(or 5/5 if you like, they all sum up to 1 anyway).

The movie itself is very thought-provoking. Do we have the right to determine who should live and die? Are the lives of criminals worth saving? Are our judicial systems really that useful? Is it ever possible for us to create a set of perfect, flawless Laws? blah blah blah... Go catch the movie and you will understand.

The Death God said that when a human dies, he/she will not go to heaven, neither will he/she go to hell. What awaits that human, and all of us, after death is Nothingness. When you're dead, you remain dead. You do not go anywhere after death, you just cease to exist. No matter what you did during your life, you would end up in Nothingness because supposedly, we are all equal before Death. Wouldn't it be good if this was true? That way, I would be able to slap all the flys and want and not worry about my punishment after death. Then again, it might be true since no one has been able to prove the existence of heaven and hell or any other sort of resting place for us after our death. But, no one has proved that these places after death don't exist either. So where do we go after we die? I believe that is a question which we will never get an answer to. In the end, it all depends on your faith. And I believe we are all equal before Death.

Waiting for Alfonsus to return so that we can go party at Julian's house again haha... Mr. Commando-cum-Alibaba, do tag me and let me know what time you coming back.

~ Thus concludes the story of the DeathNote... ~



This is what was written on the last page of the last book of DeathNote. I have just finished reading the entire series and it is one of the most entertaining and mind boggling comic I have read so far. But this comic is not suitable for people whose chinese is not good and who cannot tolerate immense amounts of speech bubbles. Yes, there are tons of dialogues in this comic and if you don't understand any one of them, there is a high chance that you may not be able to follow the story. After all, the comic is about the battle of wits. If you don't have wits, please don't waste your money.





Anyway, here is how the story goes:



The protagonist, an incredibly intelligent high school student, Light Yagumi (夜神月), got his hands on the DeathNote by chance and decided to use it to root out the world's evil and become the supreme god of his New World Order. So, he started killing off bad guys one by one using the Note. Light's actions received mixed reactions from the public; some revere him as the saviour of mankind and called him 'Kira' while some condemn him as just another psychotic murderer.



For a moment, it really seems that Light was well on his way to create a utopia but as we all know, the path to godhood is never easy.



The mysterious deaths attracted the attention of the world's top detective, also incredibly intelligent, Lawliet, otherwise known as L. And so began the battle of wits between god-wannabe Kira and god-defeater-wannabe L. Blah blah blah and L died in the end(his death affected me both emotionally and psychologically). L's disciples, N(Near) and M(Mello) then took over the battle with Kira. Blah blah blah blah blah, Kira was defeated and died a tragic death.



- End of story -





Well, after Kira died, the public gradually realized that the mysterious deaths of villians stopped occuring and so all the bad people became active again. I guess we can't helped it, its just human nature.



The greatest irony, in my opinion, is that, unbeknown to Light, he already is a god in the hearts of many even though he failed to create his utopia. The last few pages of the comic depicts a trail of people wearing hoods(like the KKK) walking up a hill and at the top of the hill, a young lady held out a cup and murmured "Lord Kira" and then started praying... and then



- Thus concludes the story of the DeathNote... -





I want to thank the author Tsugumi Ohba for creating such a marvelous comic. It helped waste alot of my time haha.