To China!

I need to cut down on vulgarities, cold turkey style.

Tried to do it but a vulgarity nearly come to form while playing Winning Eleven 9 last night.
*missed scoring chance* " Wah lao eh! Simi L*njiiiii..ooooooooooooo ?!". The finishing syllable was toned down to chastitise my record after the strike of midnight. But I broke it today.Haha.

Seriously man, I think my relatives are gonna really stare at me and wonder how I had developed my way of speaking so badly.

I'm thinking of mentally substituting the vulgarities with 'shit' 'ohhhfff!' etc with each imagined, vivid scenario of stimulation.

Tomorrow will be a long boring day, so I've printed out 3 'very hard' Sudoku puzzles from dailysudoku.com and I guess time will fly. =)

Random thoughts.

1. Man weren't built to survive in wet places.
- The reporting on the recent landslide showed pictures of the dead and the alive. For one of those rescued, he was pictured resting on a stretcher and smoking in comfort with an awkwardly large hand - it was swollen and wrinkled, similar to an assembly of red dates. I wondered how ancient people dealt with rain and storms, do they hide in caves or what ? What if the caves were filled ? Do they just go 'sorry' and let the fella stay out just like when the lift is full/overloaded?

2. That I should disspell the myth on disqualified varsity enrollment for ex-/current detainees by asking NUS.

I switched on my com this afternoon and after the memory check, I had a black screen of death.

++_+_++_+_+++_+ GENERAL PROTECTION FAULT _+_+__+_+_+_+_+_+
Blah blah blah...

Okay, I resetted it and it just stood dead.

I carried it to Sim Lim and near the escalator, one fella giving out pampflets spotted me and asked whether I needed repairs. Without much talking, he laid down his stack of paper and beckoned me to a store.

It was a small store around the Sim Lim backalleys and operated by 2 indians.
He opened the casing, turned on the com, fiddled with the interior, took out my RAM and tried a new one and voila, it worked!
I was so freakin' scared that my HDD died on me. All my pics could have been gone just like that!
All was done within a minute. Sleek.
$20 for service and $45 for 215MB RAM.
I wished I knew how to do computer repairs.

I asked for receipt and further asked whether the TwinMOS RAM had guarantee. " Yesh yesh, Lifetime. ".

The African customer looked at me and smiled and I replied with a cynical look, " Oh yes, lifetime... ".

IPPT.

This is just a typed out list of training that I plan to do to earn my dough from the SAF.

1. 5 km runs twice a week.
2. 100 m sprints twice a week.
3. 60 Crunches every night.
4. 15 chin-ups hopefully for everyday.
5. Quadriceps training.

Last window, hope to get the monetary incentive. Haha.

And after that I'll try to do something about my bad language, exercising self-restraint such as not saying 'F**** MAN!' when something goes wrong or when I drop a pen in the LT next time.

The leave ends for now.

After 7 days of idleness, I'm back to camp to idle again.
It's true pure pre-monday blues I guess. Wearing back my No.4, waking up early, sleeping in the hot uncirculated bunk. But I can see the greenery, birds, swallows and re-experience the blissful idleness of a public holiday in camp.

We went for the countdown and it wasn't really a countdown, nobody counted. The fireworks blew and we just wah here and there, take pic and had stiff aching necks. New York Pizza @ HabourFront's good, we had the super medium 12" X 15" Hawaiian, just nice for the 4 of us + a tray of cheese fries and drinks.

HF was simply swelled up with throngs of people up on the bridge, across the walkway, up illegally parking their lorries, cars on the flyover and us on the middle road divider. Cars didn't wanna move and no one was occupying the divider and it was a great place to view the fireworks, especially for those coming from the cruise centre.

Up next, we made a long, tiring journey back home. Exiting the carpark was tough but exiting the AYE was even tougher. It was almost equivalent to a jammed causeway whereby every car moves inch by inch for several kilometers. Dan's legs eventually got tired.

With the torture over at Rochor exit, joe was sent off first and we had tau huey near my house. They decided to take a leak at my place and to nick's horror he found my room way beyond decent expectation. Dan commented that it's much better now and I said my mum has given up on my ability to be neat and tidy. I'm simply incorrigible. =)