Showing posts with label PSP. Show all posts
Showing posts with label PSP. Show all posts

Wednesday, 18 September 2013

Not the best weekend

It's true, I didn't exactly had the best weekend this time round. Friday at Dbl O was kinda ruined what with all of us feeling so fking tired. Left my house feeling quite upbeat but by 12am the mood just died. Partly also because didn't really drink much lah, but wth, our hands are already full trying to cope with the drunkard nonsense both Fabian and birthday boy Shunfa are giving us. That's the only fun thing of the night really, watching Shunfa do his thang to all the strangers and taking photos of wasted Fabian after 4x vomit.

Saturday was quite sair too. Met up with KG to go army market get some stuff then rotted the day away at Bugis. Didn't get to watch any movie also cause couldn't coordinate the timings and there ain't really many nice movies anyway. There's this new mall opposite Parco Bugis Junction called Iluma or Ilumo, the cinema there having this promotion all movies all day $6 until 31st March. Eng eng can drop by there and take a look. The interior is really quite leet although there aren't that many shops yet.

Dropped by Rab Bar after meeting up with Sam, initially thought wanted to go finish the Martell but turns out that VC already finished it. Damn paiseh lah, lucky nobody inside yet. End up just had a couple of beer before calling it a day. General consensus is like... "What a day." And I was half-feeling this the previous night at Dbl O too.

Sunday aka today is solely reserved for playing PSP, watching TV, sleeping and packing bags and getting ready to book in. It's weekends like this that makes me wanna kill myself sometimes. I look at my contact list on MSN and there ain't a single soul I can chat with. I don't know what to say to most people, and I don't know what to do with myself. It's best to seek solace in my PSP. Too fucking bad I forgot to bring my book back from camp. I used to crave for some personal time, to do my own stuff and deal with things on my own. Now I've got all the time in the world to burn and yet the only thing I'm feeling is...quite simply nothing. I'm just feeling hungry all the time.

Speaking of which have I gave a plug to the Mutton Cheese Murtabak at Casuarina Prata opposite my house yet? It's so fucking awesome, just the thought of it is enough to kill me. Not very accessible though, but anyone who has a car or lives nearby should really make the effort to come and try it. You won't regret I swear. And then there's this other prata shop near Kembangan I forgot call what, I went there for supper after Charmaine's birthday party and, ahem, some other fun stuff I did haha. Although I was rendered quite unconcious by certain events of that night, I still remember Gio said the cheese prata uses mozerella cheese and I remember vividly the taste and it's damn owning too.

Shit I shouldn't really be talking about food all the time especially now. And I really should cut down on smoking this week for the simple reason that I'm really out of money. One more weekend to go before payday but I really wonder how can I do it... The exercise in Tekong is fucking own I brought 2 1/2 packs thought will be enough to last the week. End up the first 3 days zitao finish all already. Give some here give some there sterng here sterng there. The last day practically everyone is sharing Randall's pack. Quite paiseh but ok lah thankfully we're quite tight. I really don't know man, the most I can afford is 2 packs. Thankfully I working under Zhuang's team not enough can get from him but then again quite paiseh also. I'm quite fucked.

Just got a call from my mum. Sigh... don't really feel like spelling out exactly what I feel about this whole situation. Fel will know. It's really too late lah sometimes, and at first it was quite alright, now I'm starting to get sick of it and feel like she's smothering me. Don't go all mother-and-son on me. Sometimes I can play along but recently I just don't feel like it. Corera told me before that it's never too late, sometimes love maybe but never kinship. Then again I can't explain what I'm feeling. Am I unfilial? Is it justified? Will I regret it? I don't know. Sick of all this. It's really just too late that's all I feel and can say.

Here comes exercise Molar.

Monday, 16 September 2013

SLACK

I've been slacking for too long, too damn fucking long.

Academically, I haven't been studying anywhere near the level I was just a few months back when my exam was just around the corner. I would spend everynight after last parade in camp to study till 12am, I would stay at home on weekends to study, it was just mug mug and mug. Right now I couldn't keep my hands off my PSP whenever I reach my bunk, much less do anything else like picking up my textbooks. Weekends at home ain't anywhere better, I can't stop downloading shows or games to put into my PSP to entertain myself when I book in. And I said I wanted to take 2 papers this time round. Am I dreaming or what?

Physical-wise, I cannot stop my weight from spiralling out of control. I'm weighing 79-ish kg now, and I'm still feeling hungry. I'm guessing that when I'm done satisfying my hunger I'll probably weigh some 82-83kg from all the food I'm gonna stuff myself with. That's a whole 10+ kg compared with my poly days and before I enlisted. I haven't been running much at all since the Stan Chart Marathon but hey, you can forgive me for thinking that I've ran all my life's worth of mileage after 42km. Every weekend I'll set my alarm to 830am thinking that I can give a call to my little star to wake her up for work and then go jogging myself. End up I'll go back to sleep after calling her and wake up around 1130 just in time for brunch.

I can't keep living this way. IPPT on Tuesday and I'm really pretty sure I'm gonna fail it. Fuck SBJ. Remedial training here I come then.

I gotta go try study abit now. Or maybe I should watch 1 more episode of True Blood. Hmmm..