through JC, i kept a scrap/junk/thought/sketch book of sorts. hence, similarly, through army i am now doing the same, the only difference is that this is more rigorously updated as there as so many new situations i am experiencing.
as and when i can, i'll type out what i wrote. or parts of it, at least.
16/01/2004
so far, army has really been a dud. next to the communal toilet bowls, there are signs saying 'use pail to flush'. and this... this takes the cincher- above the urinals are quips like ' defence isn't expensive- ITS PRICELESS!'. nothing quite like that to get the system's plumbing going, eh? fuck.
Good Fuckin' Morning Vietnam
17/01/2004
the funniest sight in the army thus far has to be the Fat Platoon. they remind me of a platoon of marshmallow men. (you know, from ghost busters) they don't so much march as wobble/waddle their way around the camp. whenever they stamp their boots, you can see their rolls of lard ripple and shake like a giant tin of gelatin. no-one takes fat people seriously. there's fuckloads of fat comedians like jeff goldblum, but marlon brando aside, i doubt there's many 'serious' fat actors about. there.
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being in the army is like one big joke we are all in on, but no one dares call the other's bluff. recruits shuffle past sergents and eek out a meek 'good morning/afternoon/evening sergent' as the sergent stifles a laugh, almost guilty of giving the charade up. the disgusting toilets are a great disincentive to shitting. even as i squat over it, my shit dares not take the plunge. thus, by induction, i think i'll have to eat less to excrete less. i'm hoping to hold everything in till the weekend.
18/01/2004
'lep rite lep rite lep rite lep.'
thats what is sounds like. lemmings we all are, marching around the camp. it's a surreal sight to watch all the feet fall in unison. its not natural! just as rain falls to a random pitter patter, so should the sound of feet! (discounting of course, tap dancers and Stomp!) i feel like a lemming, falk expecting there to be a cliff and we'll one by one fall to our doom still moving our feet and perhaps flailing our hands. (all in unison, of course)
thats all the diary i have now, as we didn't have much free time on some days. okay, so we all know army is fucked up, but i guess i've to say i'm lucky because i got posted to a 'welfare' company, meaning... its fucking slack for me. its the first few days and already we get to use the recruit mess room (i.e. recreation room). Table soccer is mighty fun, tho i am very prone to scoring own goals. =(
what else what else... OH! FOOD! the food is. okay la. some days nice some days it tastes like anus juice. mondays are especially good since its western food day. on saturday, they served my favourite dish- sweet and sour pork! but... alas... we only got one chunk of meat per person. =(
we still have lectures, but its all boring on repetitive, harping on the same following points:
-army is safe
-army is good
-army is essential
-army code of conduct
at least the lecturer is quiteeee funny... here's some quotes
"I make you stand until your testicles complain!!!" - sgt mjr
"... if not i'll fuck you over until you dissolve into egg and sperm!!!" - sgt mjr
and while talking cock with our sergents-
sergent- "Did you know masturbating is a chargable offence?"
one of the recruits- "HUH?!"
one of the garang recruits-
"SERGENT! WHEN CAN DO GUARD DUTY?" - Eze
and last but not least, my platoon sergent-
"Nabeh Cuckoobird!"
p.s: enough to tide you over till next week, rox?? heh.
p.p.s: if you found it long/boring.... too bad.
2004-01-15
tomorrow's the big day. somehow, i feel like i'm sean penn from 'dead man walking'. like. i get lots of well meaning people giving me advice like- 'don't be a hero ok', 'don't make any enemies ok', 'just stay inconspicuous ok', and the best one yet-
ding- 'eh lenn when you enlisting?'
lenn- 'friday'
ding- 'sorry...'
like. chill man. im going to. an extended outward bounds camp. which was always kinda fun? ayyeee
here's me getting everything ready for army. i hope i didnt forget anything. i bought dettol powder thinking it will help stave off fungal infection, but i didnt read that it was 'menthol', so last night when i 'tested' it by apply more-than-liberal amounts to my legs, cock and armpits, well. it was less than pleasant. especially around the cock.
so im thinking. hehe. this would make a lovely prank! i'd sprinkle it all over my room mates bunk so when he crawls in weary and tired... BANG! hes mentholated all over! and the ice has been broken.
what exactly is the difference between prickly heat powder and normal powder?
ding- 'eh lenn when you enlisting?'
lenn- 'friday'
ding- 'sorry...'
like. chill man. im going to. an extended outward bounds camp. which was always kinda fun? ayyeee
here's me getting everything ready for army. i hope i didnt forget anything. i bought dettol powder thinking it will help stave off fungal infection, but i didnt read that it was 'menthol', so last night when i 'tested' it by apply more-than-liberal amounts to my legs, cock and armpits, well. it was less than pleasant. especially around the cock.
so im thinking. hehe. this would make a lovely prank! i'd sprinkle it all over my room mates bunk so when he crawls in weary and tired... BANG! hes mentholated all over! and the ice has been broken.
what exactly is the difference between prickly heat powder and normal powder?
2004-01-14
2004-01-13
*click*
courtesy isaac ng.
today i met up with darryl hojun and galvin and it was very very nice. i've to say, thus far, while jc was (more or less) fun, my best days in an educational institution was in sec 3 and 4 at *all together now* (we'll stand together for the cause, of) ACS i. (forever)
in all actuality its not acs per se, its just i was lucky enough to meet some damn solid friends there. you see. not that i didnt in rj. but. its different. not the school but the age and mindset. and that forges a different kind of friendship. okay. i am getting ahead of myself. maybe i will think about this more and write a stunning article about it. till then, then.
courtesy isaac ng.
today i met up with darryl hojun and galvin and it was very very nice. i've to say, thus far, while jc was (more or less) fun, my best days in an educational institution was in sec 3 and 4 at *all together now* (we'll stand together for the cause, of) ACS i. (forever)
in all actuality its not acs per se, its just i was lucky enough to meet some damn solid friends there. you see. not that i didnt in rj. but. its different. not the school but the age and mindset. and that forges a different kind of friendship. okay. i am getting ahead of myself. maybe i will think about this more and write a stunning article about it. till then, then.
2004-01-12
army is really creeping up on me. hell, its thundering down my ass like a raging bull.
i had to serve it in... oh... sometime in my lifetime, then it progressed to same century/decade, then same year, and now its the same week. soon this collision course of man and *_|_* army will be on the same day. then same hour. then minute. then second. and. *BOOM*
actually. i doubt it'd be so spectacular. more like. a *plimp*, meek and wholely unsatisfactory, such as i have come to expect from our eminently ominous Government.
'in fair singapore, where we lay our scene,
From ancient grudge break to new mutiny,
Where civil service makes civil men begrudge.
From forth the fatal loins of these two foes
A pair of star-cross'd lovers...'
i had to serve it in... oh... sometime in my lifetime, then it progressed to same century/decade, then same year, and now its the same week. soon this collision course of man and *_|_* army will be on the same day. then same hour. then minute. then second. and. *BOOM*
actually. i doubt it'd be so spectacular. more like. a *plimp*, meek and wholely unsatisfactory, such as i have come to expect from our eminently ominous Government.
'in fair singapore, where we lay our scene,
From ancient grudge break to new mutiny,
Where civil service makes civil men begrudge.
From forth the fatal loins of these two foes
A pair of star-cross'd lovers...'
2004-01-10
and so after searching high and low for the 5100 and the 3530 to no avail, i settled for this phone. i got a mighty good trade in deal on my t610- $330! i kinda like my new phone. its all white, and its very no frills.
one thing i must give props to nokia for is their support for ringtones and games. i downloaded Guns and Roses November Rain Guitar Solo for my ringtone, and its so damn nice i loathe answering calls. i'd rather let the person wait so i can hear the lovely slash.
now, when noelle calls, Batman plays. "Gee Willikers Batman! We're Needed!!" *cue campy ringtone*
and when my family calls, its *awwww* sweet home alabama. how quaint. 'awww shuuucckkksss... i'm'a juz'a simpl' ol' home boy...'
heh.
2004-01-09
2004-01-08
check this out everyone, esp you guys. its applicable even if you're contract has ended- you can just renew it.
so go.
and may the force be with you.
so go.
and may the force be with you.
omg im 18 and im clubbed to death. or maybe, its just zouk-ed to death. nevermind. i shall mark 22nd jan on my calender and eagerly await that.
today, i tried a pina colada and it is very very nice. if you close your eyes when you sip it, you can almost imagine white crystal sands peppered with bikini clad babes, you in a deck chair with a hawaiian shirt and a vast expanse of ocean worthy of a monet painting, and a bright red candied sun with a slight breeze that feels like silk being drawn across your body and im starting to ramble so i'll stop here.
today, i tried a pina colada and it is very very nice. if you close your eyes when you sip it, you can almost imagine white crystal sands peppered with bikini clad babes, you in a deck chair with a hawaiian shirt and a vast expanse of ocean worthy of a monet painting, and a bright red candied sun with a slight breeze that feels like silk being drawn across your body and im starting to ramble so i'll stop here.
2004-01-07
2004-01-06
last night was noelle's shoot and i went to keep her company. while she was shooting, i struck up conversations with various people and my i guess its true when they say everyone has a story if you're willing to listen.
this guy andrew from sydney is in singapore now setting up a new magazine. the name slips from my head but its like, a Juice alternative. he was flipping thru a copy of Juice and was going like... look at this! this is shite! advert... advert...advert... this ain't a mag! and so i am eagerly looking forward to the publication of his new mag. i hope it fares well.
and another guy, i forget his name, so i shall call him rigger, was the rigger for the shoot. meaning he does the light and all that shit. he served NS in 85 so that puts him... about 20years my senior? anyway what an interesting story he has. like. he recently came back from LA where he helped with I, Robot, an upcoming movie with will smith, and next week he might be going to thailand to help with Alexander The Great. but he was very humble about the whole thing, and also told me stories abt how he had to go to china to search for a sun bear for a nat geog shoot and bla bla. theres so much to tell!
next time im arnd strangers i'll just fuckcare and strike up a conversation.
"hi there. im lennard." and off the ball rolls!
this guy andrew from sydney is in singapore now setting up a new magazine. the name slips from my head but its like, a Juice alternative. he was flipping thru a copy of Juice and was going like... look at this! this is shite! advert... advert...advert... this ain't a mag! and so i am eagerly looking forward to the publication of his new mag. i hope it fares well.
and another guy, i forget his name, so i shall call him rigger, was the rigger for the shoot. meaning he does the light and all that shit. he served NS in 85 so that puts him... about 20years my senior? anyway what an interesting story he has. like. he recently came back from LA where he helped with I, Robot, an upcoming movie with will smith, and next week he might be going to thailand to help with Alexander The Great. but he was very humble about the whole thing, and also told me stories abt how he had to go to china to search for a sun bear for a nat geog shoot and bla bla. theres so much to tell!
next time im arnd strangers i'll just fuckcare and strike up a conversation.
"hi there. im lennard." and off the ball rolls!
2004-01-05
hey everyone i am trying to broadcast music played from my iTunes, so please do check it you and gimmie some feedback.
heres how-
1. Open up any MP3 player that supports MP3 streams, such as iTunes or QuickTime.
2. Look for an option such as Open Stream or Open URL/Location.
3. Enter the stream's address (available in Nicecast's Share drawer) into this field and click OK.
4. Rock on!
...and my stream address is: http://202.156.241.120:8000/playlist.pls
Its called 'Thru the Spider's Web' (a take on the looking glass)
again, for those who check it out, thanks, much appreciated. hope you like what i listen to. =)
heres how-
1. Open up any MP3 player that supports MP3 streams, such as iTunes or QuickTime.
2. Look for an option such as Open Stream or Open URL/Location.
3. Enter the stream's address (available in Nicecast's Share drawer) into this field and click OK.
4. Rock on!
...and my stream address is: http://202.156.241.120:8000/playlist.pls
Its called 'Thru the Spider's Web' (a take on the looking glass)
again, for those who check it out, thanks, much appreciated. hope you like what i listen to. =)
Farewell hair, I knew thee well.
so i went to sri dewa in coronation. "Uncle. Number 2." and as the metal touched my scalp, i cringed at its mechanical buzz, but at the same time relished the change it would bring about.
for those really damn bloody blur, i've shaved my head. i figured... the shock of having a shaved head AND having to enlist on the same day may be too much for my system. so one step at a time. baby steps, as one might say.
in other news, i've a new email add- wonderland@punkass.com
would all of you pls drop me a mail so i can add you to my address book? wouldn't wanna lose contact once we all go our seperate ways. thanks all.
p.s. how come hardly anyone comments anymore? =(
lenn
so i went to sri dewa in coronation. "Uncle. Number 2." and as the metal touched my scalp, i cringed at its mechanical buzz, but at the same time relished the change it would bring about.
for those really damn bloody blur, i've shaved my head. i figured... the shock of having a shaved head AND having to enlist on the same day may be too much for my system. so one step at a time. baby steps, as one might say.
in other news, i've a new email add- wonderland@punkass.com
would all of you pls drop me a mail so i can add you to my address book? wouldn't wanna lose contact once we all go our seperate ways. thanks all.
p.s. how come hardly anyone comments anymore? =(
lenn
2004-01-04
i feel toxic. like. swamp thing. i feel alcohol and smoke and loud thumping bass emenate, ooze and radiate out of me, all at the same time.
today was my anti drug thing and it is fucking tiring. ACTION! dance dance dance MORE ENERGY MORE ENERGY!!!! DANCE DANCE DANCE CUT!, and so this went on and on, from 8 to 2. oh my aching head. to the same damn song. and i thought i would be fun... fuckme.
why is it so many guys in the fasion industry are gay? is it fasionable to be gay? or better yet... should it be fashionable? in that case, i hope beastility comes into vogue. i would savour the thought of those mindless baboons fucking other animals all in the name of hip. how... apt.
ha ha ha.
today was my anti drug thing and it is fucking tiring. ACTION! dance dance dance MORE ENERGY MORE ENERGY!!!! DANCE DANCE DANCE CUT!, and so this went on and on, from 8 to 2. oh my aching head. to the same damn song. and i thought i would be fun... fuckme.
why is it so many guys in the fasion industry are gay? is it fasionable to be gay? or better yet... should it be fashionable? in that case, i hope beastility comes into vogue. i would savour the thought of those mindless baboons fucking other animals all in the name of hip. how... apt.
ha ha ha.
2004-01-02
lying in bed, it is very saddening when i started counting off the days to enlistment. It only took the 10 fingers i have and an extra 5 toes. 16th jan is no longer datum obscura, its next next friday. i am afloat in a sea of dispair! or rather, i am on a ship, partying away, with the low throb of realization that i am soon to be thrown into the sea of dispair. and that makes me sad.
in a way, i feel like a martyr for the nation. well, all of us (males) are, and an unwilling one at that. rarrg. fuckcare fuckcare fuckcare.
i've a new passion- mixing cds. no no not dj-ish type, jus plain and simple making a compilation cd. its an intricate art, far from just dropping songs that sound nice in... theres mood and atmosphere to contemplate, and one must take into account the listener... if it gets too boring, they might skip song! i guess it was said right in High Fidelity- The making of a great compilation tape, like breaking up, is hard to do and takes ages longer than it might seem. You gotta kick off with a killer, to grab attention. Then you got to take it up a notch, but you don't wanna blow your wad, so then you got to cool it off a notch. There are a lot of rules. Anyway... I've started to make a tape... in my head... for Laura. Full of stuff she likes. Full of stuff that make her happy. For the first time I can sort of see how that is done. and that baby, is the shimmy shakes.
and oh woe oh fuck you cannot bring burned CDs into camp. oh woe oh fuck.
and here is my hex to all- god speed all the bakers at dawn may they all cut their thumbs,
and bleed into their buns 'till they melt away.
in a way, i feel like a martyr for the nation. well, all of us (males) are, and an unwilling one at that. rarrg. fuckcare fuckcare fuckcare.
i've a new passion- mixing cds. no no not dj-ish type, jus plain and simple making a compilation cd. its an intricate art, far from just dropping songs that sound nice in... theres mood and atmosphere to contemplate, and one must take into account the listener... if it gets too boring, they might skip song! i guess it was said right in High Fidelity- The making of a great compilation tape, like breaking up, is hard to do and takes ages longer than it might seem. You gotta kick off with a killer, to grab attention. Then you got to take it up a notch, but you don't wanna blow your wad, so then you got to cool it off a notch. There are a lot of rules. Anyway... I've started to make a tape... in my head... for Laura. Full of stuff she likes. Full of stuff that make her happy. For the first time I can sort of see how that is done. and that baby, is the shimmy shakes.
and oh woe oh fuck you cannot bring burned CDs into camp. oh woe oh fuck.
and here is my hex to all- god speed all the bakers at dawn may they all cut their thumbs,
and bleed into their buns 'till they melt away.
2004-01-01
a good analogy for last night would be like sitting a roller coaster and its all good (whee!) going around the loop the loop the loop again and again going more more more and then its off to the spinning tea cups and its all good till you alight and suddenly uh oh i don't feel so good..., which for me came an inch away from midnight. and that pretty much sums up my JC with all the Whee! and i'm guessing the bad part being the year to come, having to pay for my tom-foolery.
now i've a low ebb in my head, a mild hangover of sorts. it feels like a sonic gun set to a very low frequency is pointed at my head. or it may be the reverse (high freq), but i really don't know i've no experience regarding this to draw on.
i've a new year resolution. or it could be a revelation. its a battle cry of sorts which sets the tone for the year to come... say it with me everyone- Fuckcare
parents fighting? Fuckcare...
going army? Fuckcare...
happy new year? Fuck You.
p.s. to everyone i talked to in my state of inebrition, what i said still stands i guess. i can more or less remember what i said. esp to leon, david, nic misir, ding, justin, tzi, pk (hot hot hot eh? haha), val and yada yada.
now i've a low ebb in my head, a mild hangover of sorts. it feels like a sonic gun set to a very low frequency is pointed at my head. or it may be the reverse (high freq), but i really don't know i've no experience regarding this to draw on.
i've a new year resolution. or it could be a revelation. its a battle cry of sorts which sets the tone for the year to come... say it with me everyone- Fuckcare
parents fighting? Fuckcare...
going army? Fuckcare...
happy new year? Fuck You.
p.s. to everyone i talked to in my state of inebrition, what i said still stands i guess. i can more or less remember what i said. esp to leon, david, nic misir, ding, justin, tzi, pk (hot hot hot eh? haha), val and yada yada.
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