Sunday, June 18, 2006

HAPPY 23rd MONTHSARY BABY!!

To all those who thought Sam and I wouldn't last.. It's coming 2 years and..


what was that again you were saying about what? army? relationship? difficult? what?


screw you.


Thrash-ed @ 6/18/2006 08:40:00 am [comment]

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Friday, June 02, 2006

I remember the day of Enlistment.. the 4th of August 2004.

Dressed in my blue polo t-shirt and s&k jeans my baby bought me.. together with my parents in the car.. sending me off to a place that was gonna rip me off my freedom.. turn me into a man they say.. another phase in life.. a singaporean males' life.

There there was i lying on bed at 6am in the morning.. thinking through everything.. all my insecurities.. How's my girl gonna do? Will we last? What's gonna happen to my social life? Are the people in camp gonna be nice? Am i going to come out in one piece? Why can't i turn back time and never have to enlist? And how much do i actually get paid ah??

But i know all those are just superficial.. No matter what i do, no matter how unfair i feel it is to be a singaporean male, how i fear for anything that's going to happen between samantha, my girlfriend of just 2 weeks and i? And after all those counting downs to enlistment day.. It's THE DAY. I'm sorry if i make it sound so dramatic. On a sidenote.. totally anti-climatic.. Er, my girlfriend always complain say.. you guys keep complaining about army.. you think we girls don't suffer? we girls get cramps and pms all every month.. for 2, 3 millions years.. which would you rather?

Then i enlisted..

Mom & Dad were ushered to take a tour around the camp, briefed on the bunk, facilities, environment and such.. Mom came down later and happily told me... 'Son, i know where you're going to sleep in.. bunk 6'. She seemed so excited that they managed to put me into one of the rooms when there i was hoping that they didn't.. hoping that they forgot all about me and just hoped that i was just a mistake so that i can just leave that place but no.. My name on the door of the bunk my mom saw.. was the place where countless push ups, tekan sessions, standby-bunks were going to take place very soon.. probably the next day of enlistment.

And my whole 1st day of army wasn't a very good experience.. I had to see my mom leave me into the hands of the army.. i swear you can feel your freedom just leave together with your parents.. the moment you surrender you freedom.. which actually comes in the form of a card.. the card affectionately known in the army as the PINK IC.
Anyway, talking about experience.. first day of army sucked.. coz I was the BMT batch.. The army actually works this way. If you're fit enough and meet a certain standard.. You'll be classified into the BMT (Basic Military Training) batch.. If not.. you'll be in the PTP (Physical Training Phase) batch where they'll enlist earlier, probably a month earlier and basically just build up on fitness before the rest of the gang, namely the BMT batch joins them..
So when i finally reached my bunk after dragging probably 30kg of army equipment in the duffel bag.. i was feeling mighty pissed knowing that i'm going to have to shave my hair in an hour or 2 and i'm bloody shag after dragging that load up 4 freaking storeys.

And i had a really ah beng looking recruit as my bunkmate. Great.

So the days went by.. Early mornings.. 5 Basic exercises before breakfast.. Endurance runs.. Drills.. Discipline.. Yes Sergeant No Sergeant, Purple Lights, Range, SOC, IPPT and of course all the extras and informal punishments, all the disagreements and also all the brothers made having gone through shit and all together.

I think it is really through army.. having to go out in the field together with them will you really know a persons' true character. It is when you're totally shag out of your balls, it's raining, you're in a lousy basha with gooey mud flowing in.. frogs croaking all over and trying to get that few winks before your sentry duty starts.. and knowing that there's going to be an attack on your position that night..

The feeling sucks..

And in the blink of an eye.. Hey.. It's 12.28 3rd of June 2006. The day I've been looking forward to since the day of my enlistment.. The day I've been writing down on my Soldier book.. the numbers 030606.

I know the numerous times i've been complaining about the army fucking me up.. screwing up my life.. I'm not saying that army's not that bad because army is exactly what you think it is.. regimental, duties, extra duties, hierachy. But having gone through all that I would say what every other ORD personnel will say.. It's definately an experience worth going for.. I know all you In service people are like.. ahh fuck.. don't believe this dumbfuck but hey.. you'll know what i mean when your time comes la.. idiot.

And also i remember the few days before enlistment when Samantha and I would just go to this quiet corner and talk.. talk about our worries, about why I had to leave her alone, about us, about what is to happen having spent every single day with each other before enlistment and having to spend only 2 days a week with each other after enlistment, the fear of having to let go, fear of complications, worry about whether things will work out, if we'll last through that 2 years, or will it just be a 2 month thing.
Maintaining a relationship isn't easy.. let me just make that point clear. We did have our disagreements and all.. how especially insecure i feel when i'm overseas and if she's spending time with her guyfriends. But all these were just part of the learning experience in life. Some couples would've parted with our given situation.. some wouldn't.. some wouldn't have endured the loneliness and amount of time the guy is spending with her.. But we did..

Just like when we were having one of the conversations of whether we'll last and all.. And since i was the more optimistic one about the whole thing.. Remember what i told you?

I told you not to worry. It's just 2 years. It'll be over before we know it.. I'm sure we'll last.. We're strong enough.. The army's nothing.. We'll make it through.. And that I'm gonna tell you on the 3rd of June that i'm right.. We'll still be happily blissful and all together.

And my girlfriend of 2 weeks is now my girlfriend of close to 2 years...


It's the 3rd of June 2006 today baby..



I told you so.. =)

I love you.. Still.. as much as i ever have.
And yes, i cried on the first night of enlistment cos i missed my mom and my girlfriend.. =p

And oh I forgot to do the one most important thing...

Heh..


ORD LOH!!!!!!!!!!


Thrash-ed @ 6/02/2006 11:54:00 pm [comment]

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HEY HEY HEY HEY HEY HEY THERE ALLL YOOOS!!!!!

-pulls cobwebs apart-

Sorry for the disappearance for the past 3 years.. Heh.. It seems i have perfected the skill of 'evading blogging'. Cos my girlfriend probably gave up bugging me and of course i've noticed that she isn't blogging so frequently also la.. seems like i'm getting to her.. muahahaha.. what powerful influence i am..

I don't know where i'm gonna start since i haven't been blogging for how many years.. so i'm just gonna jot down everything that comes into my head..

I've been school searching for the past month or 2.. contemplating between business or mass communication and also prestige or results.
It's very simple.. It's either i go for a bachelors in business and screw it up.. (coz i suck at math) or.. go for a bachelor of arts in mass communication.. And since i ruled out business coz it's probably gonna be such a bore doing it.. i just settled for mass comm.
And then came the problem of finding the perfect place to do my degree.. There was sim, tmc, mdis & psb. So came the question of prestige.. Prestige as in a local and global context.
Because sim is definately more recognised in singapore.. but the degree it offers is from RMIT and yes rmit is good but the degree offered's 'uniquely offered ONLY in singapore'. And from the way it sounds i reckon it ain't such a good thing after all.. since people are looking for a degree that has students taken it on the ACTUAL campus itself.. And if Singapore's the only place with the degree.. it's like some rubbish bin title rmit came up with and expect singaporeans to take it up thinking that it's a degree afterall.. so screw that.. Not taking that up.. and it's part time.. Bah.

So came tmc.. tmc is well, not as good. when i say that i mean the school isn't as good and more importantly the lecturers. I heard they don't know nuts. But! tmc is the lias for Monash. And monash is like the 5 star university. So yeah.. since i don't think i'm going to do well with such lecturers.. i decided to pass.

And then psb.. They had a fixed major.. pr and communications i think.. not really sure.. but i didn't want to specialise in anything just as yet.. So there.. striked out.

Then came MDIS, didn't hear fantastic opinions for it actually but it was good enough.. since it is an establised school.. facilities are there.. unlike tmc which has only a library the size of my toilet.. so it's considerably good as compared to tmc.. and also lecturers for their degree programme are all flown in from the actual campus in US itself. And also a trip down to the US for the last 3 weeks of the degree is a compulsory thing.. heh..

And my girlfriend's going with me.. -grin-

We wouldn't be naughty i promise.. As in.. Yes it's an educational trip.. We're just gonna study study study.. that's what we'd be doing.. learning.. muahaha.. oh fuck.. just shut up daryl.

That's all for the academic part..

I've been exercising.. or rather.. trying to exercise lately with farhan.. but seems like the weather has a problem with me engaging in that kind of activity coz it freaking rains every single time i step out of my house. Let me show you the Math.

Step out of house = Rain / Cloudy
Sleep at home = Sunny like fuck

Shit ass!! Hate whoever's controlling those bloody clouds. I'm not the rain god, don't come to me!

And when i say exercise.. i meant running swimming that sort of stuff.. not that sort.. i know it sounded kind of wrong..

Anyways, i just got a job from starhub and my girlfriend's doing her ULTIMATE dream job.. site monitoring....... at neopets.

Wah lao eh.. It's like ME working for BATTLEFIELD.. just have to play 8 hours a day and i get paid.. And she doesn't even have to go down to her company to work!! just wake up.. switch on computer and work.. until your shift is over.. then go back to sleep.. what the hell!!?

But i'm happy for her la.. that way she can save up on transport and food and all.. and not complain that she's broke and has to wake up early and join the rush hour traffic and all. Oh well.. and the pay's apparently quite good..
But my pay's even better! but i can't tell you how much or you're gonna steal it from me.. hur hur hur.

I just blogged a bunch of nonsese la.. whatever


Thrash-ed @ 6/02/2006 11:29:00 pm [comment]

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Daryl Goh
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