I just died a little earlier. No, I'm serious. Practically plopped dead on my bed. I wonder what has toiled me to such extent. A moment of pondering made me realise it is something fundamentally wrong with my world. And believe me I'm not kidding.

I feel I've been living my life so far for other people. So much so that I place my whole damn schedule on hold to meet up with friends and her, and leaving not much more than the few hours of sleep I get on the bed. Ironically, it is time in army that allowed me to have some time to myself. Free to go for a run in the afternoon or evening, gym work, or simply watching television. If you consider your lives carefully, you would have realised as I did: that we all need some time to ourselves. Indeed that we're living our lives pretty much as a result of the people around us, and it's some sort of responsibility to them. Still, there is absolute to spend some time with yourself. I'm not saying that we shall all follow my SISPEC section commander who watches movies with himself and a tub of ice cream at a cinema in town. What I'm really saying is we all need a time out.. a while of peace, free from strings attached to people around us. For those who can well afford the time and money, there are those who go backpacking themselves. That, is another form of spending time with yourself.

Ha, I think the previous paragraph's probably feeling like nonsense. It's just a thought that came across my mind. Searching for your own identity, knowing you're still in control of your own life can be just as satisfying as indulging in retail therapy.

Anyway, on the bright side, the end of army open house attachment! At last, no more free labour for some other unit. And another piece of news, I'm getting yet another Crumpler bag! Check this out:

I think it costs a little less than 100 Sing. Coolness. I needed a unique bag. And it's complete with authentic german accent. HAHHA.

Monday, 27th August, 2007

My apologies for the lack of new entries, for I've been busy settling my family problems, and at other times I'm simply too tired to blog. So here's the new deal, to make up for the time lost I made a new blogskin. It's getting simpler and simpler.. but I still like style over anything else.

Candara concoction sounds like a corny name, but it's just a representation of the blog itself, the font it's based on - curvy yet not obstrusive, and a concoction being a mixed-media blog. Yeah. Lots of bullshit for a name like that.

Oh so here goes, in and proper. I was involved in the Army Half Marathon as part of the organising team, so we had to bring all these gigantic metal barricades to sanction off some of the roads along the running route and whatnot. Those things are a headache - especially when you need to carry them through the entire stretch of road. Thank god, the place itself is really interesting. Despite the lunar seventh month, we still thought it'll be a good idea to have some fun, after, it is in the CBD.

And so after much walking around the entire district, we decided to settle down and do some random walking and traffic control practises.

Yes we went that far.

The name explains all.

Again.

Ah. Night view of everything.

This is a particularly colourful picture IMO.

Yup. it's them again.

And where was I? Oh yes, after lots of lifting and carrying and babe ogling, the day ended, with some final pictures to share with you people.

So that's all for today! When I've the mood for more stuff to say I'll let you know!

Sunday, 19th August, 2007

I seriously don't like to rant on and on about life. Neither do I have the interest to go and complain. But that being said, it's really getting to the pinnacle of ridiculity, if there's such a word. It's obscene to ask of a person who recently injured his foot to go all over TVMA firing explosives. It's okay if there's no one taking care of the men, nobody really is doing anything anyway. The last week was already horrible enough. Like me and shawn quek trying to finish that stupid combat training module, while Sherman toiling himself all week to be the duty sergeant. I din say anything about the two of cleared off, for they spent their days training people. And now when it's my due right to take a few holidays for my burnt saturday, I get fuck this and fuck that, the country needs me whatsoever. This is immensely boiling up in me. If you think I'm easy going and can just get swallowed up by you people, think again. I can be as cheebye as any other person in the bunk who owns a Creative player. And every single time I was the one coming back. But not this time homie. Not the next either. I was preparing to come back halfway on tuesday, but I thought I'd push forward my appointment from tues to mon. So I can help out on Tuesday. But NOOO. Someone is still not damn satisfied, and I fucking still need to change my appointment, while another gets away scot free for taking so-called MC for a condition that's a little leaning towards casual cao-geng? HELL NO FOLKS. I'm sick of being pushed around for this and for that. If you think it's just because I don't dare to voice it out, you're pretty darn wrong. I just don't wanna create any trouble in the next 10 years of National Service. That being said, now it's official that I tell you people, between me and you, there's only a work relationship. Nothing more. And it also applies to the men. No I won't go for any fucking platoon cohesion or what shit. Heck, I might even be tempted to skip the damned ORD dinner. I seriously am sick of this bloody selfish attitude. Why, you think you people deserve to take off more than we do? FUCK YOU. I'm sorry for this flood of vulgar language but I can't help it. Army just makes people do that. Eh fucker cao geng sommore la. See what will happen to you. I hope your ears fucking rot from the intense listening of that shit with your gay partner.

Wednesday, 15th August, 2007

I'm lazy. So I shall let pictures do the talking. I went to meet these people when I kinda sneaked out of camp today. Not really la. Taking off. So here goes. Mouseover to read the comments!

That's all for today! Time to head back to camp! Byebye (:

Tuesday, 14th August, 2007

Life's indeed a choice. Every single thing circles around this special thing called, well pretty easily as choice. You choose the people you want to know. You choose to risk your life and safe someone. You yourself choose to download Anime off bittorrent. Now I'm not saying that I'm siding those idiots from some unkown company, but seriously all this boils down to choice. And what happens when you take one wrong move, YOU GO TO JAIL BAD BOY (a quote from Russell Peters, if you don't mind.) And for those people who feigned innocence? Someday it will come back to you. Believe me.

Why the sudden thoughts about choice? Well I've to say I've done many bad choices. Even now as I'm writing I'm taking some form of unnecessary risk. But what for? It's all about your internal weighing scale. The precise though unclear distinction between right and wrong, is dependent on a puny, yet sophisticated system known as the Cerebrum aka the Brain. Everyone of us is uniquely separated in terms of behaviour, judgement and other mental processes by manipulations from this tiny object (compared to our body size of course.) Of course, some just choose to be gay, or choose to express close friendship in a way others want to perceive as homosexualism.

Anyway, this entry has no pictures cause there's some rule that doesn't allow cameraphones. So yah. Rather boring huh. But don't worry the next entry would be better. And yeah, who can forget that ORD is in 84 days I think. Like YAY. So soon yet so far. Some things are meant to wait for, others are not. Like some people who think the whole world circles aroudn them, well they aren't worth waiting for. And for those who misread my concern as interrupting ur life, well, good luck in the days ahead without me. Don't come crying father crying mother for me for help. Because simply put, I won't be there anymore. Haha. Serve you right.

Saturday, 11th August, 2007

Time to blog again. In case people are complaining I don't update often. So today was a pretty hectic day from start till now. I won't go into the details, for they aren't really significant. Just running around the whole damn island. Like seriously. As if getting tickets off a damn AXS machine wasn't bad enough - there was some old auntie who took her own sweet time to play around before she paid her credit card bills. WTF? Like painstakingly typing her password digit by digit, den slowly look for the damn obvious ENTER button. F word that rhymes with maggot!

I watched a movie in cinema. Legit! Hoo-ah. Rush Hour 3. It's quite funny la, bits of humour here and there, though it was rather short and doesn't cause me to flip with laughter a la the Simpsons Movie. And after that was eating at Carls' Jr with dotter. Apparently she was given a wrong set of order with an additional Beef salad thingie (which looks disgusting - like the Chilli Fries sauce on freaking veggie. EW.

And while she was forking (literally) out the beef the man at the counter came to and fro asking for her order number TWICE and then replaced her set with a new one. And hoho. The adventure doesn't stop there. HE came to retrieve the burger in her hand - okay, Mushroom burger minus one bite. It just leaves both of us awestruck. Like. what are they doing? Nonetheless, here's one satisfied customer.

And the day ended with a Pokemon battle. I think melswee will know what it means. gah. freaking childish. I'm gonna ban styrofoam swords from now on. RARR.

Of course to end off there's always some random thoughts. (Hey I'm an intelligent thinker you know.) I just found someone with some kick-ass thoughts and reflections. It's really excellent read. Well versed in the subject matter yet understandable to the layman. HERE is the link. Yeah. I'll write another thoughtful entry soon.. Something that I realised over this National Day holiday. Stay tuned, sharp and.. funky! (:

Happy Birthday Singapore! 42nd Birthday Boy.. or I mean GAL! (: haha. the national day parade was not too bad, even though there was an over participation by one particular association only to be known as Soka. Haha. Anyway, today we went for a walk in town. With certain objectives in mind of course. I needed to get a new bag. Seriously. My current Crumpler was abit too small for my heavy use. It's okay for the occasional swimming trip but not so okay for overseas. So I had to buy a new one. Some random stuff I spotted today was this cute pair of Hello Kitty and Dear Daniel. Awwww..

Sorry the label got cut off. It reads Hello Kitty in Saree (yes it's typed as saree instead of Sari) and Dear Daniel in erm.. wait a sec. Okay, correction. BOTH ARE HELLO KITTIES. The other one reads Hello Kitty in Qi Pao. (What's with the chinese when they could have used Cheongsam? - Just a thought.)

After such amusement, we headed down straight to Wheelock Place.. the Crumpler outlet. The staff were kinda friendly despite having to work on a public holiday. It's cute that they actually packaged my new bag in this cute environmental-friendliness..

Super cute la. I was like hugging it on the way back. It sure does work as a standalone bag.. But it's kinda attention seeking don't you think? There's more.. the actual bag.. Check out the pictures I took..

I guess that's about it.. Needless to say the bag comes wrapped in crumpler transparent plastic bag. The cost? 175. Money well spent I hope.. haha.

Alright, it's back to business proper. Obviously my entries need more depth than telling you about my everyday life eh? Some food for thought that I understood recently. It's pretty useless to expect too much of people or else you'll be the one at the discontented end. So it's always better to expect less and get more in return. Oh oh and another thing. When big events are over, the fundamental human instincts come into play. Yep, it's selfishness. It's everywhere. Rampant. I do whatever makes me happy, regardless (not irregardless of) of what effects it has on other people. Hoho. Sometimes I think I should just keep my mouth shut. Haha. But then again, who's to stop me? I'm naturally talented in exercising my vocals and making jokes out of everything. Unconvinced? It's likely you haven't known me for long. Better try harder.

Lastly, hopefully we don't kanna turn out tomorrow. I'm keeping fingers crossed!

Tuesday, August 7th, 2007

Hello everybody. Yeah it's nights out so i took the time to get home to settle some business. Or rather, I wanted to get out of camp.. fast. Albeit for an extremely short period of time. The reason? I'm not trying to be unliberal or something, but homosexuality is something that I cannot tolerate. Okay, let's put it this way, it's wrong to be gay, but okay to be lesbian. Before I incur the wrath of tagbox flamers, I have to reinstate my point. In army, such intimate relationships stem from the fact that in army, all you see is guy after guy after guy. There's not a "next-best-alternative" - quoting an economics concept. And so some weirdos turn into. urg-hmm (clears throat). Gayism. It's irritating as it's horrible. Imagine living with him in the same room. Thank god his "partner" is not in the same room. Puke I tell you.

As if being overly intimate with a fellow guy wasn't bad enough. His attitude is really king. No seriously. Only kings exhibit similar behaviour. When something needs to be done, like some tidying up, he feigns existence. Like. Whoa. He comes in and gets out of the room at ease as we toil our bodies without turning on the fans trying to please.. Let's just say someone else Believe me, when I say behaviour, for I don't shoot someone dead just because of a crime he committed once. I'm not that superficial. Thing is, it's repeated. Repeated. Deja vu. Whatever. It's really getting on my nerves.

On a lighter note, I have a freaking 4.5 day holiday starting tomorrow! Can't wait! Another long break coming right up. Yes I need it. As usual. Haha. Well that's life I guess.

National Day in a few days, hmm, see if I can attend that dinner thingy that day. Hopefully I feel tall enought to be able to see any fireworks inside the mob, oops, I mean crowd. Hopefully some unwanted creatures from some other country won't congregate and spoil the fun with their yucky hands. Ew. Never mind. That's all I have to say. :) Cheers!

Sunday, August 5th, 2007

In the search of a better looking blog, I've tried all kinds of designs in the past. Clickly-click navigational design taken from Sony's devices, one page solutions or even framed webpages. I have failed to notice one thing that is of absolute importance, simplicity. A good blog need not be overly fanciful. A good blog does not need a whole chunk of music, videos and other forms of intrusive animations that dwarf the actual content of the blog.

Indeed,I guess the best form of all is still this: one page blogs. All the information is there on the main page. There's not much navigation, and the information is quickly available.

Yes yes, I know. I haven't been blogging since god knows when. It's been really long, I guess, since I got the feeling of blogging. In this short time lapse, there are in fact some days that I really feel like sharing with the world what has happened to me, but whenever I get to the computer, the actual blog design actually daunts me more than anything else. And the idea of writing an entry effectively disappears.

So what brought me back? Well, probably it's the way I convey my feelings. Sometimes people would feel better penning down thoughts (as one of my friends has told me) rather than saying it out, it's much faster - for one.. you can't really talk as fast as you talk.. (sorry to people who type slow, this may not apply to you.) Besides, there's room for editing when writing in prose, but in speech, you say the wrong thing, sorry boy, out you go. There's no "undo" button. But thanks to notepad editing technology (okay, it's pretty low tech by today's standards to use notepad to do webpages), hey presto, you can say whatever you want and take it back. No questions asked.

And what's it about this blog design that I kinda fancy? The design itself is reminiscent of the kind of backgrounds windows vista gives you. Simple, clean, but yet it's elegant. In a panic search of design midway I went around to visit other people's blog. And I stumbled upon Melswee's blog.

Coincidence? Probably. But it seems we've a similar taste in some form. haha.

On a lighter note, this will be the start of a new string of blog entries that'll be coming your way. Complete with pictures and stuff. More personal yeah. I ought to admit that my previous entries are often rather monotone, formal and not exactly good blog material. So style of writing will definitely be more humourous. So stay tuned. And oh, I almost forgot, I might be writing some story every now and then, so every entry comes with a title. If it's a continuation of that stupid story I'll let you know.

Thanks for coming! haha. I always see this sign placed inside Burger King right beside the glass doors.