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Tuesday, February 28, 2006

 
Much Ado About Rations.

Have i ever told you guys that i hate the SFI food that Army provides us? Not only does it taste horrible, it looks like something the cat regurgitated and it's expensive too.


At $5 a meal, i'd rather eat Mac all day and die of obesity.

What makes my experience with SFI food worse is that due to the nature of my work, we're not able to go to the cookhouse to have a proper meal (and by "proper", i mean eating off plates and bowls using forks and spoons while sitting at the table on a chair). Instead, we get out-rations, which is basically just the food da bao-ed in styrofoam boxes.

You might think, "Wah, shiok dun need to go to cookhouse for meals", but you're so wrong. I'd rather make the trip down anytime.

That's because at the cookhouse, you get syrup water. The closest i get to syrup water in my base is when the water cooler breaks down and has a funny taste.

Another thing is that the food served in the cookhouse is vastly different from the ones we get for out-ration. For example, if breakfast for that day was noodle soup, the out-rationed breakfast would be 4 slices of gardenia bread, kaya and hotdog. If on another day it was roti prata with curry, out-rationed breakfast would be a hotdog bun, a hotdog and kaya. Basically, "same same, but different" sums up the food we get through out-rationing.

Also, the food is always cooked and packed in styrofoam boxes a few hours before it is actually consumed. This meant that the food would be stewing in there, the heat trapped in the box, without any means of escape. You would think this would be good as it helps keep the food warm, but the vile and vomit inducing smells that escape the ration boxes when we open them are not of this earth.

The styrofoam boxes that serve as the package are also harmful to the environment because when styrofoam breaks, the greenhouse gas, methane, gets released into the atmosphere which then contribute to global warming.

I personally feel that the only thing keeping SFI out-rations away from eternal damnation is this.


Yes, this is the most wonderful cubular creation since the dice.

This is the most coveted night snack in the whole National Service.


THE PINEAPPLE TART!



My dad brought home a whole carton of it the other night, because of some hugeass event at the Esplanade (cannot say anymore, sensitive) where he was incharge of rations.

Goodness. My eyes bulged, mouth watered and heart ached for this wonderful snack. It's so wonderful that once, during the night shoot for range, we were supposed to get it for our night snack but the sergeants kept them all for themselves. Those sluts.

However, upon closer inspection of the carton, i realised that i was wrong!



Apparently, SFI didn't make these night snacks! Perhaps SFI should really be condemned...

p/s, i didn't intend for this entry to be entirely on SFI, but i guess i felt really strongly about it.

 
Have You Read?

Today's edition of The Strait's Times?



I have...



Especially Digital Life.



Where a few blogs were featured blogging about the Tammy incident.



Mine was one of them.

Now can we please move on to more important news, and leave Tammy alone?

And can everyone keep their bedroom activities in their bedrooms?

Sunday, February 26, 2006

 
RaNdom Entry

Here are the rules:
Rule 1: List 5 weird or random things about myself.

Rule 2: List 5 ppl whom u want to do the quiz.

Rule 3: Next, leave a comment "you are tagged" on their blog and ask them to read your blog for rules.


First weird or random thing:
I can't stand drinking coke from the bottle or the can. I have to pour it out into a glass of ice first before drinking. I don't know why i do it, but i do. Maybe it's to let out the gas or something...

Second weird or random thing:
I sing diva-esque songs in the shower. Sometimes my dad will bang on the door to shut me up, other times, the neighbours will imitate my singing. But of course they don't sound as fabulous as me, dahling...

Third weird or random thing:
I love drinks with chewy bits in them, like orange sacs or aloe vera bits or grass jelly. There was a period of time in JC when i kept drinking this chestnut drink with crisp chestnut bits in them until the drinks stall auntie could recognise me and would always ask if i wanted that drink.

Forth weird or random thing:
I've always thought the word "spendthrift" meant to spend thriftily.

Last weird or random thing:
When i get online first thing in the morning, i always check my blog (it's my homepage), and check all the blogs that i link to, and some which i don't, for updates. It's like a daily routine that i MUST do, if not i'll feel a little out of sorts. Sometimes i check the same blog twice in a day. That's how no-life i am... Haha!

I'm sorry, but Joshua, Huishan, Scott, Mabel and Boon Kian, you are the (un)lucky 5. And i'm not gonna follow rule 3 cos i think it's dumb...


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Celebrated my youngest brother's birthday in advance today.


Wearing the same Harry Potter shirt, the one on the right is Jun Jie, the other and the youngest, Jun Hao.


No prizes if you guess correctly who took this photo.

We got the whole extended family together for a game of bowling.


A collage of photographs that my dad took of everyone bowling.

The funny thing is that the only photo with me in it had some weird lighting problem that ended up covering my face. Machiam like my face kena censored liddat.

"Wah! Nowsaday technorogy very powderful hor. Can even censer the ugry face of that boy ar!"

Anyway, i suck at bowling. Take pictures better. Realised the blinds of the window make a nice background for a self portrait. Or two.


With or without? Comments welcome.

Time to eat.


Tea served in wine glasses?

It was chaos basically. The dishes just came and came without stopping, even after i raised my hand to surrender. It was some buffet style thing and my dad just couldn't stop ordering. In the end everyone stuffed themselves silly.


The fruits were the saviour, helping to wash away the oily feeling in our tummies.

Then, back home again we went.


I am sounding slightly like Joshua, and i'm starting to worry.

Friday, February 24, 2006

 
Another E-mail.

Hi,

My name is Melissa and I write the blogs of the week column for the Straits Times. I just wrote to tell you that I would be featuring your blog for next week's blogs of the week, as I am using blogs that talk about the Tammy incident.

Usually, I would give you some time to decide if you want to be featured or not, but I'm afraid this week I'm working on a very tight deadline. I hope you understand. In any case, I just thought to let you know that your blog will be featured.


Cheers!
Melissa Lwee


Haha! Like i was even given a choice...

Wednesday, February 22, 2006

 
EXTRA EXTRA, READ ALL ABOUT IT!

There's a new scandal that's rocking the blogsphere, and that's the latest NYP sex scandal.

Apparently, a cheerleader called Tammy recorded herself having sex with her bf on her phone, which was then stolen/lost and it's contents got uploaded to the internet, ala the Paris Hilton sex vid.

It's caused such an uproar in the blog world that the top searches on technorati (kinda like a search engine for blogs) are "Tammy nyp" and "nyp Tammy"...

I personally think, what the heck is wrong with everyone? It's not like they're underage. Or homosexual. Or incestuous. They're just a couple engaging in an activity that's quite common, even though no one talks about it openly.

I mean, you look at babies all around you, haven't you wondered where these children come from? Yes, they come from two adults engaging in what is commonly called, sex.

Then you look at the parents and shudder.

But why? Sex is as common as taking the bus or MRT to school or work, just that it's not as openly discussed, BUT IT'S STILL THERE!

Is Singapore still as conservative as before?

Can sex ever be discussed openly?

All we can do is hope that nothing worse happens to this girl, Tammy.

And i thought my display in TNP was embarrassing...

 
Haven't you heard?

You guys heard of PayPal? It's an account-based system that lets anyone with an email address securely send and receive online payments using their credit card or bank account, and it's the preferred payment method for eBay auctions.

According to tinkertailor, Google has created a new online payment system to rival it and get this,

they're calling it GBuy.

Just think of all the fun we can have!

"My GBuy can make money on the internet!"

"You want the money isit? I'll shove it up your GBuy!"



And while we're on the subject...

This poster can be seen outside Breadtalk outlets...



Do you see what i see?!?!

Milk-C looks like a certain part of the female anatomy. Dunno what i'm talking about? Go Google the word "labia", and try not to grimace.



Hahaha... Sorry, just couldn't resist it...

Monday, February 20, 2006

 
Fisherman's Wharf



Located at Circular Road, was where i had my lunch today... With a blackboard touting it as the "Best Authentic Fish & Chips", i had to try!

Ordered the Fish & Chips set, which includes a drink and coleslaw, and a choice of either chips or fries. I'd suggest the fries cos they taste better. The chips just taste like a soggier version of the fries.

While waiting for the food, i took the opportunity to take some photos.


The interior was surprisingly cosy for something this open. (it's located right by the main road)

Every table had it's own bottle of chilli or ketchup, and also,


a bottle of vinegar, which i had no idea what i was supposed to do with it.

Edit: I now know that it's for removing the unpleasant fishy smell, if any. Thanks Colin!



After finishing half a can of coke, the food finally came in baskets. What a good excuse not to wash up...


Ahhhmmm!

Verdict? 6.5/10.

Why? Despite the ambience, and the nice furniture, the main thing i was there for was for the food, and fish was a little let down...

It didn't taste very fresh, and was even a little on the tough side. And the fish kept poping out of the breaded layer la! So i ended up having to eat the fish and the outer layer seperately, which kinda defeated the purpose of it being breaded fish. It was more like fish & chips & breaded layer.



But seriously, you guys should just go try it for something new. It's quite a change from hawker center anyway... And at less than $20 for 2, it's quite a bargain, what with drinks and coleslaw too!

I'm like giving free advertising! I should be getting paid for this, or at least a free meal!

 
The Opposite

If you haven't done my JOHARI WINDOW, shame on you! Go do it now!

If you have done it, i sincerely thank you from the bottom of my bleeding heart... And please tell me which nickname you used... (who the heck is scratchy???)

There's another window in the market and it's called the NOHARI WINDOW, which is simply the total opposite of the Johari.

While the Johari lets people pick out the good qualities, the Nohari lets people pick out the bad ones in you.

Do mine HERE! Be as bitchy and honest as you can.. I'm strong enough to handle it.

I hope...

Saturday, February 18, 2006

 
Not much of a food blog, this is.



Since i only remembered to take photo only AFTER licking the bones clean.

Urgh, am damn full now... Went dinnering with Colin.



Rong Guang, situated in a hawker center opposite Queensway Shopping Centre has the BESTEST stingray ever!



Can tell by the way i we even ate the bones... I also recommend the Tofu Prawns. The sauce is oh so thick and sweet to perfection.

Who says guys can't achieve multiple orgasms?

 
Funny Email - Got this email from Xiangmin

Why Singaporean teachers vomit blood:


B- C+



REDO - too frivolous!

This so reminds me of the time Mab was teaching the normal stream students English.

She gave them compos to write and they sound something like the above two examples. What got us really tickled was the line that this girl wrote,
"One sunny day, the sun was shining."

It became our msn nicknames for a period of time, mine obviously being, "One rainy day, the rain was falling."

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Totally out of point, but...

EH! I think you guys must have missed it, what being squished under a wordy entry...

Here it is again!

Do for me can?

Thanks! (:

Thursday, February 16, 2006

 
Pretty much sums up my day...

若一心给 却意冷心灰 那多累 says:
never go out today?

VinoVino says:
nope

VinoVino says:
wanted to run but

VinoVino says:
but

VinoVino says:
i fell asleep and never got up!

若一心给 却意冷心灰 那多累 says:
RUN?

VinoVino says:
as in jog

VinoVino says:
as in exercise

若一心给 却意冷心灰 那多累 says:
U

VinoVino says:
as in WOW-something-he-has-never-done-before-in-his-entire-fucking-life

若一心给 却意冷心灰 那多累 says:
ya

VinoVino says:
i do have bouts of exercise fever,where i go downstairs to swim/run/feel fat

若一心给 却意冷心灰 那多累 says:
y go downstairs and feel fat?

VinoVino says:
cos gym = mirrors and mirrors = reflection

VinoVino says:
and everyone noes my reflection = fat

若一心给 却意冷心灰 那多累 says:
u swim + run + gym wor

若一心给 却意冷心灰 那多累 says:
pro eh

VinoVino says:
every once in a while...

VinoVino says:
blue moon being the apparent term for "awhile"


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I suddenly feel that my previous posts are like picture overloading, and it's getting a tad out of hand. I should try blogging in WORDS once in a while, but it's something i seem to have lost touch with. It's so much easier to put up a picture and a caption, or to write a story with the pictures aiding in imagination. I'm starting to lose my flair for storytelling with just the average nouns, pronouns, adjective and, my personal fave, verbs...

My English teachers must view my blog in disdain, if they even know of my blog's existence...

However, to blog without pictures, i have to have a general direction in where my words are going to lead readers. This means that i need a topic! And with my life a drag as it is, topics are few and far between...

However, i have something i'd wish to clarify now, and i'll do it here even though it'll be little heard...

It's the article on Idol Bloggers that Mr Miyagi wrote on today's Today... And he quoted a dissatisfied customer,
"So what if you're the next Singapore Idol? Some real, good talent was sacrificed along the way because they didn't look good enough for TV..."

I beg to differ.

I look nothing spectacular. In fact, i'm a sight for sore eyes, or shall i say itchy noses? I feel that if one was truly good enough (ie, powerful vocals, unique sound etc), the producers would more likely than not give out that slip of paper with the Singapore Idol stamp of approval on it.

Disqualified auditioners most likely than not have unimpressive vocal prowness and/or may have rubbed the judges in the wrong way. The key: to make them laugh and feel at ease with you. At ease enough to let you through the next round perhaps? It's personality, not physical features that sets one apart from others.

It's true to a certain extent that weirdos and funny looking/acting people might get in, but it's all in the name of entertainment isn't it? I mean, reality television wouldn't be that successful if everyone looked like each other would it? I'm sure even programs like Survivor and The Amazing Race have hidden going ons behind the camera (but this is just an assumption, maybe contestants on both shows are really left to fend of wild animals in the jungles, be it natural or concrete)...

Another claim that she made was,
"There was absolutely no shade to be found where the participants were queueing; neither did I spot any paramedics."
Shade can be manually administered. Hello? Umbrellas are not only used to fend from the rain you know? It might be embarrassing using the Hello Kitty (just saying) umbrella that you brought, but it sure beats roasting yourself in the hot morning/afternoon/evening sun right? It's a choice not to bring/use an umbrella, so no complaining!

And oh, the fact that you didn't spot paramedics must mean that there weren't any help for contestants who would feel dried out from all that Vit E? So does that mean whatever you can't see doesn't exist? So if i close my eyes, would the world cease to exist? NO. And the fact was that there were Red Cross personnels around the holding area, just that not many people might have realised it because more than half of the people that came on Saturday itself did not make it to audition!

However, i'd agree with the fact that the locations of the queue was quite terrible, if i'd say so myself. Queuing for more than 12 hours under the hot sun can be quite taxing even with the umbrella.

But i'm not complaining, i did my auditions on the day itself, and i'm satisfied...

(I hope i don't sound like i'm verbally bashing up the person who made those comments... It's just my 2 pence worth...)

 
Johari Window

-Got this off Jean's blog.

I want to know how you'd describe me - pick the five or six words from the list HERE that you think describe me the best. (You can set up your own Johari Window afterwards, if you like.)

Tuesday, February 14, 2006

 
The Loveliest Date



From Chloe to me, and from me to you...



And from me to that special someone...



Happy Valentines Day everyone...

Monday, February 13, 2006

 
My First Foray Into Stardom.

I woke up on Sunday to an sms from Zheming (campmate) that reads something like this, "eh, your picture is in new paper..."

I almost flew down to the nearest 7/11 and purchased the paper.




CAN YOU IMAGINE THE HORROR I FELT WHEN I FLIPPED OPEN THE PAPER AND SAW THIS?!?!




I wasn't digging! I was SCRATCHING!!!

Imagine the New Paper editior, shaking his head and thinking, "Poor guy caught digging his nose, but no choice, this is one of the pictures which has the most ordinary looking people..."




It's so weird that when ordinary people get caught digging scratching their nose in public, it would seem disturbing, but when celebrities get caught scratching their nose, the public and/or press would be so filled with wonder at this superior being doing something so mundane that they wouldn't be able to get enough of it...


Can you imagine what would happen if i became famous a year from now?


Reporter 1: Look over there! It's the famous Junyi scratching his nose in public!!!



Reporter 2: Yea, you're right, it is him! Quick, let's go closer to get a picture!!!




Me: Gasp!!! It's the paparazzi, and i bet they thought i was digging my nose in public!




Me: Nooo! Please stop taking my picture! Please! I have a reputation to uphold!

Saying this, i would start to run away, with the reporters hot on my heels...



What am i doing joining Singapore Idol anyway, they should just start a Singapore's Next Top Model... LOL.

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What a nice fantasy...

I hope i don't go down Idol history as the guy who was digging scratching his nose and got caught on New Paper...

Throughout the day, so many so many people just kept smsing me to ask me whether it was me and to tell me that it was a bad look... I know, ok!?!?

When i went to the family lunch at my aunt's club, my mum wanted to bring the paper, but i told her my cousin would do it... And just as i predicted, the first thing my cousin said when he saw me was, "Eh! Why you dig your nose???"

Aiyah... EVERYBODY reads TNP la...



I don't wanna join the ranks of the Steven Lim, the Banana man, the Pink Lady and the Silent man...

I'd be called the Gold Digger...

Sunday, February 12, 2006

 
Idolitator

To everyone of you who has not asked me yet...



Yea, i got through to the next round of auditions...

But let's start from the beginning shall we?

I arrived at Cineleisure at 6am, all thanks to my dad (the same one that wouldn't drive me to see the doctors when i had fever), who woke up to drive me... I was so surprised that he even suggested it the night before...




Seeing as there was no queue, i proceeded to sit around feeling all awkward...

No queue... What was i thinking?!?! By the time i realised that the queue was at THE OTHER SIDE of Cine, it was about half an hour later...

I was so shellshocked that i forgot to take a picture of the hundreds of people literally lying down on ponchos and groundsheets within the barricades... Apparently, the lure of being the second Singapore Idol was still strong enough to induce overnight camping...

So i trudged all the way to the end of the barricades, and then past it, joining the people standing on the grass outside of the barricades... Gross, imagine if i had joined the queue immediately, i might even be within the barricades...

Soon, a freaking long queue started forming behind me...

Anyhow, once the person at the front of the queue started packing up (not that i could even see the front of the queue), EVERYBODY started standing up to pack up... The queue started moving, but it was only because people standing equals more space as compared to people lying down... That was around 7.30am...

Soon, i was happily within the barricades, and still moving in! Yay, no more wet grass!

At around 9am, Colin, who was with me since 7am, had to leave due to work and i was once again left all alone...

Left by myself, i was quickly bored and started looking at the queue behind me...




Wah! It was 9am and there were still people outside of the barricades, even after the crew made us stand 2 by 2 (luckily never ask us hold hands)! There were even people standing on the side of the freaking road...

By now, Gurmit Singh and Daniel Ong were on site to liven up the very much dead spirits in the people queuing up... Their incessant banter irritated more than lifted me up though...

I was so far back that i had to stand on my toes to even catch a glimpse of the hosts...


Can you even see the speck that is Daniel Ong?

All this while, i was smsing a couple of friends to come down to keep me company, but i guess i wasn't important enough for anyone to bother... Oh well...



I was all alone...

I guess my RP duties really helped me... I was standing all the way from 6am to 11am... It was like a super siong sentry...

Finally i had company... Yeo Yang (Choir junior) came down around 11am... At first, he only wanted to come in the late afternoon, just in time to register for auditions tomorrow, but since i was alone, he decided to just come down to accompany me, even though he only had like 3 hours of sleep...



Appreciated your company man...

Especially because i had to go to the toilet...

As time passed, everything became a blur and soon, we fell into a cycle of standing up to move 3 steps, sitting down for half an hour and standing up to move 3 steps again...




It was hot, humid and everyone was damn bored...

So bored that i asked YY to look for white hair on my head...




To my horror, he yanked out 2 strands of white hair! I'm always the one helping people to pull white hair, how can i have white hair myself man!!! Getting old liao...

Soon, we went back to the mundane wait, and as we got closer and closer to the front, i spotted a trend... The further in front we went, the more rubbish was seen... I guess it was because the further in front it was, the earlier the first few people came to queue, therefore more rubbish accumulated over the longer period of time...



I felt as limp as the overnight salad in the picture...

Soon, we were literally sitting among the garbage...

At around 5pm (yes, it had been THAT long), we finally saw the light...



The crew guy who calls out the queue numbers that were issued to us earlier...

Around an hour later, my number was called and it a whirlwind of activity ensued (actually, all we did was to go to one place after the other to register, and wait, and wait somemore, but compared to what we did the entire day, it was a whirlwaind of activity indeed).

Soon, i got the number that would be my identity for the next few hours...



Go buy 4D!

If you noticed that i'm wearing different clothes, you're very observant. This picture was taken after the whole thing. During the auditions, i already nervous enough, so no mood to camwhore. But i got the nice crew lady to write a new one out for me since the one that i had to stick on my shirt was crumpled already...




Oh, in my nervousness, i still managed to take one last shot of myself in the holding area at the 9th floor of Cine, where the auditions were being held...

It was in that very audition hall that i made up my mind to just fuck whatever i had wanted to sing and just whack with "Ain't No Mountain", Diana Degarmo style... Forget about "Your Song", or "This is the Night", i was gonna do it my style, loud and proud...

At the last holding area, we were told specifically NOT to look at the camera, which was positioned in the center of the room, but at the judges, who were on the left of the camera...

I walked in and the first thing i said was, "Hi, you guys must be tired..."

There were 2 judges, one male one female... The guy replied, "Then you must be even more tired..."

And i went, "Yea lor..."

I then procceeded to give my name and the song i was singing. After given the green light to start singing, i started to look at the microphone that was ABOVE me, instead of the judges...

And to think i was worrying about looking at the camera...

After belting out "Ain't No Mountain" (which i went out of tune for the last note cos i started out too high and ended even higher), the judges asked me somemore questions like what time i had been waiting from, when will i ORD etc, and somehow, i felt quite at ease talking to them, even to the point of making them laugh and saying that i zhao sia (went out of tune) for the last note..

Then the guy judge did something that made me stunned for about 5 seconds...

He told me to sing another song!!!

I literally froze on the spot for 5 freaking seconds (go count it, it's quite long considering there's a camera pointing straight at my face!)... I know i was supposed to prepare 2 songs, but all along i thought the judges would want to get it over with quickly and so not bother with the second song...

In the end, i told them my other song was "Your Song" and i went about mangling it like how i said Christopher did in the first season, but worse... I was totally unprepared to sing it and did a terrible job man...

Then, the male judge did a second thing that stunned me... He asked me, "If we call you back to audition for the second time, can you sing the first song that you sang for us just now?"

I was like thinking, "DUH! Are you gonna let me through?", but what i actually said was, "Um, yea sure..."

That marked the end of the auditions, with my first song out of tune and the second badly mangled... The crew ushered me to the results area where i had to wait AGAIN until everyone in my group was done auditioning before we could find out who would be in or out...

Ok, you guys know what happened after that already... I better stop now, i'm sounding so incoherent! This totally doesn't sound like how i would usually write... It's already 4am already!!!

Shall blog about the new paper thing soon...

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