his million complaints

Joo Koon and Pioneer opens today. signages along the green line were printed with errors but had been rectified already. the signs had the new station name spelt wrongly as Joon Koon. and yeah, easy way out is to colour the 'n' in black marker. typical. the 2 stations had their OPEN HOUSE on the 21st Feb. of course, i didnt go due to lack of interest. so much for being the moderator at the SGFORUMS trains forum. and a new Mercedes demonstrator bus had been spotted running along Shenton to Pandan Loop Cycle & Carriage. suspected to be the same OC500LE as the SMRT Mercedes. and still, i don't understand why i have the lack of interest again. so much for being a bus enthusiast. and no. dont give me age as an excuse. its not cos of that. apparently army drained my interest. and yes! finally got my Class 4 license.

i was supposed to finish my 3-tonner islandwide driving and land rover islandwide driving first. well, there were 7 of us. and i got the slot to drive. i was given the chance to complete all that in a day. but i decided, 'nah, maybe i should let the rest complete first. i'll drive tomorrow then' so within that second, i told ivan lim, "ivan, you drive ok? i, v.com (vehicle commander)" at first he was uncertain, and then he nodded in agreement. i felt there was no rush to complete this course early anyway. take my time and drive the next day right? but then, yesterday at the meeting room. we were at the course de-brief with our sergeant. and he announced, "Private Lim, best trainee" and like durrr, cos he finished the course first. i turned around and faced fit. he was sitting directly behind me "damn, i gave him my rover." i told fit "that means i'm third ah?" he replied in amazement. but its all good. all 6 out of 7 of us (1 got

wish this would end.

shahidi, or more affectionately known as didi, called me 'Miss Independent' well i am not surprised. khairul, or more well known as bird, agreed with me that everybody knows that i am an evil saddist bastard. well i am not taken aback either akimullah, or more well received as girgirl, gay, muthafucka, bastard, bodoh, mangkuk, jubo etc. totally agrees that i am a 2 sided bastard. because at one moment, i am the most nicest person to him. defending him from all the bullies. protecting his rights and being a concerned friend. keeping his trust by not telling on him that he brought a contraband item. by giving him a listening ear to his problems everyday and at the next moment, i'm the one who cusses him and bullies him. like taking his psp and not returning it. like bumping him hard while at full speed. while provoking him and making him feel insecure. making him feel unwanted. starts accusing him of something he didnt do. and then the rest of the guys will echo and starts cu

thats we all know. now, its amazing to hear what people say about you in another language behind your back. not that it really happens to me. but, its just good to be in the know. you know, not many of us malay buggers speak to Bobby and Michael. simply cos they're from China. and they have a Degree each. Michael's got a Degree in Medicine and he works in a Hospital before NS. to be able to converse with them feels special. to be speaking in Mandarin when we're in the bus when booking out is a nice feeling. and to have Bobby calling me "Blooder", in which he means Brother, is cool. well i still remember me and my chinese stint in secondary school. and erm, i stopped in poly. and yes, i still hated my poly life "can i have some of you peanuts?" i asked "you don't need to ask. you are my brother" he replied while clad in his undies "thanks man" i said "no need to say thanks. you are my brother" real funny. and we speak mos

walking at borders again, and then... at first i was like, hmmm... merchandising. nice. looks like they might just reel me in. but then again no. too pricey at $43.75. but then again, alice cullen would be an exception i guess. mmhmm. and i am so reading Breaking Dawn uber slowly. maybe the slowest so far of all the 4 books. the previous books took me at least 7 days max to finish each one. now, im almost into my 2nd week and i'm only halfway through. but. i started on Midnight Sun, the unreleased 5th book. with thanks and no thanks to technology. watching Samantha Who? in camp was nice. watching The Big Bang Theory is good. watching How I Met Your Mother at home is relaxing. watching Everybody Hates Chris with my sis is enjoyable watching My Name Is Earl always got me blogging, like right now and i have yet to watch Reaper. and am 'getting' True Blood. but i guess i wont be watching it yet until i get me all the books that the series is based on. starting with Dead Until D

...continued so i was at KBC. the rest of the stay-in people then arrived. Shahidi came up to me and asked, "ey, stay out. got a stick?" and so i offered him a cigarette. and it was then that i realised that i was supposed to report at Sembawang Camp instead of Kaki Bukit Centre. sheesh. i was supposed to be doing my islandwide driving on the rover. and boy oh boy. was the man in charge pissed at me. he was so furious it seemed like he could have launched an attack on me. but i managed to salvage the situation by being all apologetic and calm. standard. thats so me. i even made sure my tone was melodic. and suddenly he was all nice to me. i am such a liar. well, it was a good thing i went to the wrong camp cos, first, i got an OFF PASS so i could go home after lunch. second, the group that went to the islandwide driving met into an accident. my friends CPL Tay n Tang got hit by a Garbage Truck. it happened at the flyover at Lentor. the truck hit the Land Rover's back whil

that was the problem. i was unwillingly early. i traded a comfortable half an hour of sleep just to be ahead of time. just to be there before the others do. it was my first 'stay out' day. the time was 0532hours and i was already at the bus stop awaiting for 985. the first bus leaves the interchange at 0530hours and it would take 22 minutes to reach my stop. great.so that leaves me with another 20 minutes to wait. so i sat at the bus stop patiently. there was no other soul around. no signs of any passerbys. no one. all were still in the safe comfort of their own home. the road was empty. like as if i was the only one living in solitude. no bright headlights zoomed pass me. darkness all around. a sense of fear permeate through me. like a jolt. my eyelids weighed a few pounds at that moment. just a little too much to handle. especially when i have not been receiving enough rest during my stay-in period during the course. the only company i had that kept me from dozing at the bus

"i'm confident you can pass the test" my driving instructor told me as we cruised along the sharp bend "hmm? no lah" i replied "sure u got no license? no license, but you drive like as if you already have a license. driving is about attitude. you have it. some with class 3 dont have the right attitude" "thats cos they dont wanna be truck drivers" silence "and i will fail the test" i broke the silence ____________ "you can drive. some people are born to drive. give them license and they drive. like me, im born to have sex" my d.i joked

"i don't know how to hate you. i don't know what to say. cos its like you're not a guy. you're like another weird species" fithrin said to me on saturday. we were discussing about our lives and all. and then, i revealed my temper. cos i hate that boy ian. yes, ian. the boy who said, "sorry, i've never lived in a hdb before" and "i'm not rich" but he's flying off to either Australia or Greece this next few months. and yes, he brings in weird $10 a box earl grey tea while i just make do with $2 lipton tea bags at home. now where was i? oh ya, nevermind then. this bitch is tired and getting ready to set off to camp again. this time i brought Ginger Tea mix, Cream of Mush mix, Cream of Chicken with Pasta mix. and a good dosage of Nin Jiom Pei Pa Kao, Strepsils and Viceroy Menthol. 5 sticks down so might as well i get another fresh pack as well. and people love me and my electric kettle in camp. what a way to boost your demand. thing

like as soon as i complete reading my Twilight saga, i was contemplating on that Potter boy. but then again, like yuck. cos maybe its from the point of view of a him. so, next shall be Dead Until Dark. yes yes, i know. it was released in 01 and now there's like 7 books already. but so? and, am so downloading True Blood. its a HBO series adaptation of the book. lovely.

"tonight i'll be packing, tomorrow i'll be leaving" well, in that case actually, i left immediately. i packed my things and went to the "Malay Drivers" bunk. i've had it with living in Bunk 1. Ian is always making us do things. we're the first to do everything right when everyone is doing wrong. and to add, theres no prize for right OR wrong. so i just upped and go that night. followed by Graham. and double contemplation by Shahul and Arafat. i'm a bitch.

so we were driving IN the small so called river in Mandai minute 'jungle'. and there was apparently, a small baby croc in the water itself. mmhmm. when there's a baby croc, there's bound to be a big daddy nearby. ____________ and to all the civilian cars. overtake and stare for all you like. but can your vehicle climb the offroad 45 degrees slope? and yes, that felt uber shiok.

The Scania R470 Highline Tractor Truck. and i so got my eyes on the R/C Tamiya model. but its so god damn pricey, i mean, i could buy me a iPod Touch and the Harry Potter Book Collection with that worth. and if i decide to get me a trailer for it, then i could get me a netbook in the first place.

"mommy, i want a vespa" i asked her while we were watching telly. the afternoon was sunny, i could feel the afternoon rays landing on the back of my neck through the window. we were watching reruns of Rhythm of Life on Channel 8. apparently, my mom forgotten how the show went. she dont really recall what the show was all about. "can" she nodded as well. "and then i can watch all the cars zoom pass me by" i told my sis. well, she looked at me and asked "so its slower than a car?" "mmm...in a way" i replied. i was tryna instil some trust in my mom. so that she'll trust me that i would not really speed through the streets and cause any unsightly accidents on the road. my mum interrupted us, "as long as you reach your destination safely. don't need to take the bus" "mmhmm, soon as i get my Class 3 and 4, i'd like a Class 2 as well"

great. outfield. driving my rover and tonner in the open cross country field. up rocky mountains and rugged terrains and in the dark with goggle. the rest you imagine. oh, and then there's camouflaging the vehicles. ouh what joy!

happy birthday to rusmala bte wagimin a.k.a mommy i know she wont be reading this anyway. but since at this point of time, i'd be in camp and she'd be in singapore. and erm, no link but err. happy birthday!

the 3 tonner up close next to the 5 tonner would resemble a father and son portrait. the 5 tonner always looks grand and majestic. ouh, 5 tonners has got a/c. the 3 tonners doesnt. but, mine has a special in built fans on trial. anyway, we're bidding our farewells to the 3 tonners soon enough. and i so hate the kaki bukit/ubi traffic. like please, i need to pass my assessment and my tp test

she's waiting in china right now, to be delivered here this is the part where i go err... now, i have no qualms or anything against the china produced buses. trust me, i travel on china made buses everyday at 0645hours and at around 1815hours. the Woodlands Transport Bus Company send us soldiers from Sembawang to Kaki Bukit in their new modern King Long buses. so, to have an advance warning that SMRT is getting a demo model from Yutong is kinda ok for me. not that excited but just ok. i was hoping for maybe another Mercedes or Scania Bus. but i guess a china bus model would be more affordable and reasonably priced. if SMRT decides that this model was suitable, then they'll place their orders. and i do hope that this is just for the replacement of the 15 Scania Elbo and not for the replacement of the plentiful Nissans.

i woke up at 0458hours (after reading Breaking Dawn in the dark) i officially woke up at 0502hours (cos i don't wanna hear CPL Ian nag) brushed my teeth at 0509hours after donning on vest and slack (no.4 pants, boots and tee) we had breakfast of random fried (rubberband-lookalike) noodles i did height and lashing, 3-tonner parking (left and right reverse) , i had 2 shares of lunch (i just ate the wings and the egg actually) , i reached home at around 1345hours. i surfed the net, visited the NS website to see the procedures to signing on and extending my ORD date (if possible) i added random new games to my PSP (infected, harvest moon boy & girl and midnight club LA remix) i had wanted to go out and chillout with the malay driver trainees but i slept in and opened my eyes again at around 1715hours. i had sausages and a hard (3/4) boiled egg and i had a cup of (diabetes) milo. and i need to stop smoking. 26th march would mark the 1st year anniversary (nothing to be proud of) .

don't remind me what day it is. i know it exactly anyway. well, the only nice thing i did on this occassion was in the year 2003, i think. but after the last relationship of mine in 04, i became compelled to the idea of not wanting anyone. i mean, true, things happened in poly. something that took a wrong turn. something that i tried to let go. in which i did in the library. but yeah, and then i went my own way again. day by day i start hating people. i can be biased. prejudiced. judgemental. and i can be the world's most hated. in theory lesson on thursday, Mr Phua did taught us stuff via powerpoint. the mats took the projector remote, and they were making loads of noise. they passed me the remote and asked me to press the off button. considering the fact that i was sitting under the projector and that i would be the least suspicious. and so i did. i pressed the off button. and mr Phua exploded. he swore and cursed the mats. all aimed at them but me. later on in the lesson, me

remember iJournalist? the one where Channel Newsasia came to Republic Polytechnic and gathered a few New Media Students to do some episodes for them. my group were assigned 2 episodes. so aptly, we made use of the opportunity to feature Uncleboy, a drunkard, as well as our FYP project. so we were done. and then there was the other episode that we had to do. we so had no idea. actually i lied. i had an idea. to focus on bus fans. but i really thought it might be dumb to give the limelight to these kind of people in which the public dont really favour much. but it went on anyway. people watched me and my bus fans do stuff. so i'd thought that was it. until, i realised that there was a second season of iJournalist on CNA. and the first episode for that season was on the same topic of buses. watch how the senior bus fans dig bus parts at the bus cemetery in Sungei Kadut. anyone wanna go with me and get some memorabillia?

i'll be honest. last sunday, i received a message from a number i was unfamiliar with. the message was simple. too simple. it was something that could have hidden many ulterior motives and lies. it was a simple, "Hi." and so i replied to enquire, and i got back this message. "sum1 who wants to be your friend" at that point of time, it was getting suspicious to me. i mean, i've played this kind of tricks before. and hell no, when you randomly wanna be friends, it really means you've got an ulterior motive. and so i replied, making sure he didnt get the wrong person. i was tryna make sure that the sender knows that i am a guy and not some babe. "believe it or nt, i got ur number off the female toilet" CLICHE as it was. there were broken links to the story. simply cos later on, the sender was a person named Nate/N. and taking Media Studies in NP enlisting in NS next year. and presumed i had a high rank considering the fact that im a transport supe

i lost the urge, the flair, the desire to blog

the moment i stepped into borders, my eyes scanned the entrance in full force. no signs of Eclipse or Breaking Dawn, only the overstock of Twilight and New Moon. i was taken aback to see how badly that book was in demand. there were the others who just roamed around that particular area in the hopes of finding the 3rd and 4th, hoping that the staff would bring out the freshly baked copies of the book. so i moved on, i went to the other end of borders hoping to find them 'accidentally' lying on the floor but i guessed that place seems to be 'litter' free. i headed back and joined the other vultures scavenging the area near the main entrance. our eyes darted from left to right in search of just anything that would lead us to the our prey. just as i reached the shelve, i saw the 4th. half excitement came settling in; half because i knew i needed the 3rd book more than the 4th, no use reading the 4th without the 3rd. there it was, Breaking Dawn, full of fingerprints on the

"i cant help it. eclipse craving." "errgh, when will the book be out?" and then one day, on a Thursday. fithrin told me, "eclipse and breaking dawn is out. borders called me" and then, orgasms. ____ "errrgh, stephenie meyer. its about a stupid girl and nonsense vampire. how stupid of her" yusri said. yes, yusri was from my batch of DNM student. "well, if you looked at it, its the female point of view to finding the perfect man. about how they see love. about how they want to be loved. about how we men are not. men are total opposite of what girls want." i replied to the comment, but i wasnt facing yusri, i was facing fithrin. and to rub salt to that,"thats why yusri and ian have never been attached" they would go beserk and geeky at the mention of twilight. as on how a book should be written and how a book should have proper character development and blah blah blah. so much so that kasim got bored of talking to yusri, "oh

to put it simply, LTA has set down new rules on buses. one which irritates the mind of the oh so many bus fans in singapore. "no more purchase of new articulated buses'. what this means is, "NO MORE NEW BENDY BUSES for SMRT". this seems to be an exact replica of what happened to London, just that they even had to pull out the bendies from service. but in singapore, the remaining bendies on the street are allowed to carry on as usual till their death. so treasure your bendy ride for they may never appear on our shores ever again. and this means that SMRT would have to resort to replacing the bendies with double deckers as an effective mode of people carrier. the only flaw is that services that plies routes with height restrictions cannot enjoy the double dees. in particular service 176. but that would be the problem of the future and i should have no involvment to it. so i shall leave that matter as that.