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between the year of 1988 and 2004, i can't really recall what i did on New Year's Eve. only thing i vaguely remember was sleeping through it all and waking up eagerly to see the date on The Straits Times. when i was younger, i'd always thought i'd be dead by 2010. so to meet 2020 was never in my imagination. ooh, suddenly i recall what happened on the eve of welcoming 2005. it was 2200hrs, i was about to sleep. i was 16 then and had completed my 'O's the phone rang. it was :) (not her real name). i think it was her maiden call to my house. and we chatted through the night. i didnt know why. and only now i recalled, prior to the long endless phonecall, she gave me a nice crayonish decorated note. something about how dope of a person i was to her. something about how we should treasure our friendship (which we didnt and she turned lesbian and i turned bi and the rest was history) :) was sweet. :) made me lose 9kg in 2001. and :) sat infront of me in class. i t

"Redbull is not good for health. You better stop drinking it." a specific someone mentioned. not to me, but i felt it cos i'd just finished my fourth can within 4 hours. what i wanted to reply. "Shut up smoker! At least Redbull is consumable by human unlike cigarettes" but then again, i thought to myself, "hey, i smoke too" ___________ and behind every smile and sarcasm, i prefer to be alone and not disturbed. this is why i am quite pleased that the TPT SUPVR trainees amount to only exactly 25. and what's more fun is that SUPPLY SUP has got female soldiers. 3 in fact. and the sight of a particular one makes me wanna go camp on time all the time. weeee!! :) yeah right. go to sleep adam. found this rare old picture from a Hong Kong Bus Fan website. (like wow!) just before its withdrawal in 2000. the Leyland Atlanteans AN68R used to serve us well even if we dont recall much of the buses from the 90s. well at least, i remember you. she served me well o

click to enlarge i dont recall this picture till i saw it. i only recall posing for it when i was staring at what i was doing. i was pretending to be sitting 90degrees on mid air. yeah right. this is a throwback from year 2002. i was only 14 years old then. then. nadhir had his cast on, naz was looking dope as ever. deane wasnt in the picture, as well as mad and thomas. _______ and thomas is fairly alive. he's a transport supervisor in my camp. in other news, mike buzza is fairly alive as well. he's a supply supervisor in my camp. these are all random bump-ins at camp. time for a red bull. i do 2-4 cans in 6 hours.

ahh, Nadhir drew this. found it in my closet, isolated. Sec 3's Adventure Camp 03. old indeed, like close to 5 years ago. what have i really been up to? nothing much. you? and the injury from sprinting got worst. my calves give in too quickly. i dont walk steady as of now for the moment. skin gets itchy under the hot sun. so not good. been actively walking aimless at Orchard. waiting to be inspired. but yes, lepak can be the best time of our lives. if my staff sarge and master sarge can afford cars, i wanna stay on then.

as much as i do enjoy reading other bloggers' lengthy blogposts (i really do) i realised i usually keep mine comprehensive and short. (lies!) i also love to add multiple paragraphs. usually it's 4 stanzas. and then i'll start another para. like now. (sure) but seriously, i feel rather keen to learn another language. not to master it, but to know it. i mean, i can more or less decipher what people say in Chinese, (and i'm proud of it) thanks to SBC 5 and TCS 8, Mediacorp Ch8 dramas since 1992. i was at China Square Central. there was this loose Transformers figure for sale. and i asked the store owner's friend, "how much is this loose figure?" "25 dollars" "erm, no thanks then" i replied politely. i mean, a played before loose figure at that price? and then he said to his friend in Chinese, "he thinks this kind of things is cheap. if its 5 dollars then he'd buy" i stared at him, he felt unsecured, i sensed he felt embarasse

Peacock Owl Dove Eagle there's only 3 peacock leaders out of the 68 of us in camp. (amazing) majority are Doves, the group worker. Eagle are just control freaks. i have this strong feeling that i'll end up in the same bunk as the Owls. the kind who follow step-by-step, the meticulous leaders. the kind that i don't favour. indeed, Peacocks and Owls are not the best of friends. i'll see what bunk drama would bring. i hope its as fun as that offshore island. i got to know from someone that they really did shove sticks into assholes. all that happening just one floor below while in i was still in Tekong. _____________________ We Call Him 'ZAOK" (zzz-aaauu-ckk) there's this irritating Mat Rep Eurasian Malay-speaking Indian lookalike guy. he was from Taurus (the less educated soldiers) and he sure gets into a lotta trouble. i mean, a lot in one day. he was kinda rude to our Master. and he made our Staff Sergeant pissed. ahh, i love to watch the drama. especially

who said i don't appreciate female singers? well, whenever training or life gets stressful, i always plug in to this song. she starts off nice and smooth before getting aggressive. and yay, she writes the songs in her album herself, with the helps of the Jonas brothers. hmmmm..mmmm and like finally, this song's been released as a single with a music video. so now the world can listen to what i listen via my ipod (BLACK) and this is the former Barney child star's latest release, Lalaland ahhhh.... i so love demi lovato. ahh, me and disney kids. makes me sound like a paedo. but no. demi's got a dope voice and i love her album. so i am being biased here. miley's ok as well. here's Fly On The Wall. the video is totally like Michael Jackson's Thriller. only less freaky deaky. interesting nonetheless. i am starting to listen to demi more than miley. well, always had. random video. and these two vids have one thing in common. papparazzis! you go guys!

u died. i remember you. i'm sorry.

it was supposed to be a formal affair. to sign or not to sign on. the media industry looks shaky. especially with the recession. i haven't seen my I/C for quite a while now. and what do i do while bored in camp? i realised i've been messaging randoms. but not as random as somewhere else who's bored in Paya Lebar Camp. and i'm learning PBL (Problem Based Learning) in camp right now. "oh, there's only 3 people from RP here?" and they're all from RP's School Of Technology For The Arts Diploma In New Media students. there's Yusri and Eugene. PBL. YAY!

"this week, i'm gonna prove to you that you guys do not really know yourself" Sir said while conducting his lesson. prior to that, we took a test of 80 questions. to see what kind of a person/leader we really are. from that, the computer tabulated our results and categorised us into one of four birds. Peacock- Selling and Persuading, outgoing, attention seekers Dove- Team Worker, peace, work better in groups Eagle- Control Freak, want to be in charge Owl- Meticulous, rigid, follows steps and today, we did another simple test. bahh to summarise, "only 9 out of 68 are on your way of finding your true self" sir said apparently the tests were quite accurate. and i was one of the 9. I AM A PEACOCK i need to be applauded. i am able to convince and sell my ideas. yeah right. entertainers are mostly Peacocks. and i was like, "oh" ___________________ fears that we all might have allodoxaphobia- fear of opinions anuptaphobia- fear of being single; fear of marr

i wouldnt say i went jogging. i'd say i went sprinting. the food i ate 2h30min ago made its presence felt. my eyes began to give in. it was clear that i had wanted to collapse. my leg began to tense up. so i slowed down. i starterd briskwalking. i felt giddy. i've been having that for the past month already. but it was fun. and then went home to watch Little Nyonya. _________________ "mommeh, January 12, driving" i said my mom looked at me and gave me a thumbs up. "so when you buying (goretex) boots?" she asked "later. maybe. when i sign on" i replied "good. sign on a few years" her eyes glued on the the telly. "after ORD, i'll immediately be a bus driver." "mmm, ok. 7 to 7?" she couldnt care less "no, 4am to 2/3pm" i said, "...and if i drive 61, i'll just have to make 4 trips. from Bukit Batok to Eunos, Eunos-Bukit Batok, Bukit Batok-Eunos, Eunos-Bukit Batok. then i reach home" .....she did

back in the days when buses weren't aplenty and when double deckers were part of the imagination and when articulated buses were near impossible. lorry buses help out bus operators when in need of buses. and if this were to happen now, then... but look at how happy they are to board a lorry bus. is that your mom?

not a fan of the new year. maybe cos i don't like the thought of embracing the new year. it makes me feel old. don't you feel old? 3 more months and i'll officially be old. and today's boring. dad resigned. but boss wants him back. so that's the only thing exciting so far... i'll just wait for the next fun thing to occur...

raise up your hand if you think you were the one who started spreading the maiden thumbdrive virus. it was a weekday. a normal weekday in Year 1 2005. we were still in Phoenix Park. it was the first semester and mommy got me a thumbdrive. it was the in-thing then. it was on offer, $71.95 for 512MB. (original price was $82) so it was then 2 to 3 months old. and i was still new to RP and PBL. on that normal weekday, i went to do some researching on Midtown Madness 2. i was downloading patches, bus models, add-ons for that game. my thumbdrive was plugged in but there was no folder in it. "adam, can you send me the PPT?" Weitong asked so i uploaded it to the thumbdrive and found an unknown ravmon.exe file in it. i clicked on it but nothing happened. and then i realised i couldn't delete it. "nah, the PPT's inside (the thumbdrive). and can you try help me delete all the files in it? theres a random file i cant delete" i said to Waitong while passing him the T-dri

when i was in primary 4, i was given a particular homework that i vividly remember doing. it was for Pastoral Care lesson. it was a piece of worksheet with a blank box. inside the box, we were supposed to draw something that we really hate. and so i drew a dog. i think it was because of my belief that my brain autopilot my left hand to draw that. but then i took the eraser and erased it. i told myself, "no, i should think deeper" and then i took the pencil again. this time i drew two figures. feeling contented with what i drew, i darkened the outline and filled the figures with colour. the next week, my PC teacher asked me at random in class. "Adam, why do you hate your grandparents?" "Hmm?" "Are these your grandparents?" and she showed me my piece of drawing. "Yes. They are not nice" i replied. "Does your parents know about this?" she asked "Yes. My parents also hate them" And she closed her case and carried on with

not been officially running in NS for quite sometime. well i did run only once last week while in Singapore. wait. my camp is in Singapore. and tomorrow is a Wednesday, meaning there's exercise. yay me! we might as well be topless. wasnt that how we ran in Tekong? and i'm in STC (Supply and Transport Centre) to me, i think its almost comparable to SISPEC. we're ingrained to think like leaders and be a leader. why? because there's only about 25 of us. talk about one in a million. and once we post out in May 2009, we'll be sent to different camps in Singapore. and i'll be having men under me. that'll be so exciting! hmm. __________________________ the truth given a choice, i'd rather drive a bus than a car. i think i have a teenie weenie fear of driving cars. while im fully confident of driving a bus. well, i did drive an SBS bus for like a couple of inches. Haaa. but yes, i prefer driving a heavy vehicle. mmm

i've got the hunger pangs. i feel like having KFC. i feel like Thosai. and add in Javachip coffee. yeah, i think that'd hit the spot. or maybe i shall just have something random at the canteen in camp. yeah, that'd hit the spot.

"you guys are not here to train to be leaders, we see you guys as leaders already." even my parent are fan of Sri Kamala Villas. as what people say, "if you can't get to the thosai, let the thosai get to you" ________________________ today was good. i expected more. but i realised that there was only like around 24 of us. half of us were direct import from Basic Military Centre, the rest were from units and they ranged from Corporal to 1st Sergeant. So to say that i was rather fortunate to get this post is super true. i won't and can't go into further detail about life there. all i can say is that i'll be staying out this 2 weeks and i'll be having another 5 days block leave the week after. after these 3 weeks, i'll be staying in camp. only after the block leave, i'll start taking my Class 4 license. and i'll be trying a variety of vehicles, 5 tonners inclusive. yay me! and i'd be tryin hard to pass IPPT again. so that i'll gr

a malay wedding can never run smooth without the help of the dishwashers. ever noticed how malay food can be utmost oily. sometimes we malays just seem to use fossil fuel to cook. our oil dont seem to be refined. its as thick as the flow of ice-cream coming from the ice-cream dispenser at McDonald's. but still we carry on for years and the menu never seem to change. simply cos the food taste good. i mean, the name itself 'Nasi Minyak'. doesnt Minyak means Oil? and we all love Oil Rice, since 1876. or issit 1881. i think its 1907. but i think i'm coming up with the numbers myself. someone's happy today.well actually, its not me. its not my 'happy' occassion.i was busy helping out at deane's brother's wedding ceremony.i had to do the dishes alongside ahmad. it was my maiden try at mass dishwashing. to say i enjoyed doing it may be an overstatement. i would have if it was at a slower pace. and and. i learnt a new malay word that might have gone rusty in

2008 for the bus fans. its been an eventful year. filled with new buses and new services. amendments and withdrawals though could not be avoided. City Shoppers and Premium Services were introduced by the bulk. likewise for the new buses. and a milestone for SBS Transit. the LTA had given the green light to allow buses to duplicate MRT routes. the first daring service, Peak Hour Service 128 (AMK - Shenton Way) ______________________________________________ SBS 1880 X on 151 we bade farewell to the Volvo MK3s (1988-2008) i remember this babies. they were my age. they were the flagship bus for service 170, in which is the oldest bus route (even older then SBS). this Volvo was generally fast and agile amazingly. SBS 3619 Y on 292 bidding farewell to the Scania N113CRB (1989-2008) i recall boarding the a/c version in 1991 on the now defunct Service 122 (Bt Batok-St Michael's) the special thing about it was that it had a very silent and quiet engine. the non a/c version though is anothe

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101208, 0600+hrs so my mom got transferred to another company with thanks to the recession. and she have yet to get her bonus. since last year? or was it last 2 years? so my dad is rather unhappy with his colleagues and is taking off without telling the boss. so the evil cousin of mine who threw the cat down from the 9th floor is living in the streets. so my youngest uncle don't wanna take care of my grandparents. so my grandparents have to move out and find a cheap rented apartment so my grandparents are looking frail and feeble so my first maternal aunt is a bitch, telling my grandparents that they'd planned to kick them out anyway so when my mom asked me whether i wanted my grandparents to stay over at my place, i told her that "there's no space in the house." well, i think the message that i'd wanted to deliver was, happy new year! man, i crack myself up.

on a side note, "yay! my pay's increased by a whopping 20bucks! cos i'm a PTE now" that can get me a gundam extra. or in a smoker's POV, 2 box of ciggies. or a Music album. or 2 Venti Javachip at Starbucks. hmm, yeah, you do the maths. here's a blur shot of what's in my hungry tummy now. instant popcorn chicken... so as a normal human with perplex curiosity, i went to further research on what a Transport Supervisor has to do. now, there's 2 most talked about vocation during my time in Eagles. Storeman and Driver. sounds relaxing? but who's in charge of the Storeman and Driver? thats where the Supply Supervisor and Transport Supervisor comes in. it began to make sense to me. there was even a mention in one of the forums, "its like a driver with more paperwork and responsibilities" and then i was curious, "what do i have to do in the camp?" miraculously, i came across another article in the forums "6 week driver course, 5 wee

and there i was. waiting. IE failed me. Firefox saved me. its kinda unsettling to see which browser is starting to slacken and betray me. well anyway, i was kinda really anxious about this posting thing. i felt my heart thump. I knew my chances of going to MDC or Driver is none to none, but i got something better i guess, Transport Supervisor. wait. doesnt that mean i get a Driver's License? doesnt that mean the Drivers would be under me? hoho! so you think i'm happy? the pathway to me being an SBS Bus Driver looks bright. yay me! "Name: ADAM BIN MOHAMMAD Comd SAF BMTC wishes you all the best in your future posting. Your Posting Order is listed below: 1. You are posted to SUP&TPT CENTRE . 2. Your vocation is TPT SUPVR. 3. Your are to report to: Sembawang Camp, STC, Blk 207, #02-02. Reporting Date/Time: 22/12/2008 at 0900 hrs. Person to report to: Chief Clerk Contact Number: 67964211 You are required to report in smart no.4 uniform (PES E recruits to be in No 3 uniform)

it bugged me. so i researched. i was right. indeed it was '4 calling birds.' "On the twelfth day of Christmas, my true love sent to me Twelve drummers drumming, Eleven pipers piping, Ten lords a-leaping, Nine ladies dancing, Eight maids a-milking, Seven swans a-swimming, Six geese a-laying, Five golden rings, Four calling birds, Three French hens, Two turtle doves, And a partridge in a pear tree!" and we sang that naked while bathing in tekong. and i walked back to my bunk naked from the toilet. nice.

i am still waiting for 1000hours. seriously

sometimes i realized, as a human being with complex emotions. i feel insecure if i dont pen down my feelings. if i didnt blog it, i'll be talking to myself. or i'll just be talking. and have you ever felt that the voice in your head talks too much. and i just realised recently, i do have the potential of getting panic attacks. and thats today's confessions. gta made me do this. cos even Toni Cipriani goes to church.

i think my former Eagle platoonmates know of how close me and my buddy can be. i mean, we pair up and we call each other buddy. "BUDDY, let's go smoke" i'll miss that. Firdaus Mazlan. i think he'll be one of those friends i'll have in memory. one that i'd like to have for life but couldnt be more impossible. the kind of friend where i'll grow old and tell my kids about. he was the daring one who smuggled "liquid detergent" in to bunk. which was actually condensed milk. sweet. even the sergeants overlooked that. he's always encouraging me to do well. "adam, go OCS ah. the pay is good. everyone will respect you. me? i driver. standard ah" and yes, he's E3211, sleeping next to me. usually when we cant sleep, we'd talk about our past, present, future and the going-ons in mainland. come to think of it, i might not be setting foot on tekong ever again for eternity. "BMT It's not what you leave behind, It's what yo

Got To Anticipate and i am waiting. anxious to know my posting. i need to know less i don't wanna have a peaceful rest tonight. so while waiting, i'm playing GTA Liberty City Stories. currently at 41%, Day 64 with $39,146. i've been playing it long. way too long. and its still at 41%? after i complete Liberty, i'm moving back to Vice City Stories. i was working on the side mission as a pizza delivery guy. and boy oh boy, the Faggio scooter is not a racing vehicle. its a granny stroller i must say. but i reached Level 10 at last. it took me at least 60 minutes to complete the whole delivery. my aim was to increase my health bar by 25% and sending pizza was the way to do it. and after those 55 pizzas, i finally got it. gamespot also added that i can have another additional 25% by delivering Noodles at a Chinese Restaurant at Portland. and i am so heading there... it just makes me wanna get GTA IV for Science...hmm. 12 more minutes..... and the NS site is kinda laggy. i th

this is the first thing i have for today. going bra shopping with my mom at a warehouse sale near her workplace at 0930hours. and probably get some for my sis as well. my sis wont be joining cos she got some get together planned. well i'm just following cos i wanna be a filial son. and hopefully my mom would top up my ezlink card so that i can travel and just so i can ask her for some dough. some moolah. some green. some yusof ishak. there you go. a role model son. applause for adam!,please.

grr. this is how nadleeh is supposed to look like. the toy didnt do the hair justice. well, it kinda looks like a moustache now that someone mentioned it. and yes, i am in denial. hoho. well but i still think he's pretty. and this is before everything is pieced up together. ouh well, back to season 3 of How I Met Your Mother. i should be on to season 4 by now. tsk tsk. i should start watching now. Twilight as well. ahh.. so many more things to watch. hmmm....

i so cant wait for my unit posting. its the same feeling as finishin my PSLE, finishin my O's but not the same feeling as finishin my diploma. i wonder... but yes, like many, the big day would be 19 Dec. and then 21 Dec would mark my last day of freedom here. and then 3 months after 21 Dec would be 21 March. Hmmmmm... do the maths. Ar-Raudah Mosque Kindergarten (yeah right, look what i've become) K1A K2B _______________ Keming Primary School 1B 2Q 3C 4CC 5C 6CC ______________ Hillgrove Secondary School (we as the first batch had to come up with a motto. Ms Wang (pronounced as wank) told me she selected my submission as well as a few of us. i think the principal made it sound better. i wrote "Flying High Towards Sucess". so yeah, same as United We Soar. i was actually listening to Westlife's On The Wings Of Love when the choir part came in, "I'm FLYING HIGH"... and i think that's the story to Hillgrove's school motto. 1E3 2E3 3E2 4E2 ______

never knew a gundam with hair could be a hit. what's more is that she's just purely white. how angelic. i think gundam nadleeh is the most prettiest thing ever. the prettiest thing i've ever held in my hands. :) i read in some random article saying that it's actually not hair. but its those random wires that comes out after nadleeh strips from gundam virtue. confusing? when gundam virtue takes off its armour and stuff, it becomes gundam nadleeh nadleeh and virtue the befores and afters. she's staring at me while i'm typing this. kinky.

day by day, week by week, that once empty study table is now packed with love. there's something about waking up in the morning and staring at them that makes me feel pleased. especially nadleeh. even when i'm running late for something, i'd make sure everything's in order. oh, and trust me, this small collection is just a pimple compared to the tumour of toys i once had. sadly, the pictures of them all was in Joe and not in Science. tsk tsk. there were toys from the table top to the floor and even on top of my cupboard. i love living in a toy store. my mom love calling them dolls. she did try to stop me buying more then but i guess her words werent as inviting as nadleeh's stare. ripper is delish. hard like biscuits! and this is how you enjoy a ripper. of course, place on a piece of bread, spread mayo, spread thai chilli sauce, spread yesterday's chicken curry gravy, add cheese and then add loads of lettuce. and bon appetit. yes. nice fingers. ____________ sci