Chicken Essence and Scratch in the Face

Just got back from swimming. Leg is tired, but hey, that instructor is right - essence of chicken really does keep you warmer in water. Kim Fook had another method, eat a lot of meat for protein before swimming. Funny, I don't get as many cramps on my foot this time. Maybe it's that chicken essence...?

And argh, wherever I go, bad luck always follows. And it's not like I always do stuff like hang underwear over my head or walk around seeing black cats everywhere, you know. It's only my fifth day of using my New HTC Desire X and the screen's scratched for some reason after tossing it into my bag for the swim. Wanted to try squeezing my nutsack for that goddamned scratch to miraculously disappear, but nope, that ain't happening. It'd be making me even more stupid than I already am. Heartache.

A entertainment shrine in my own house...?

Another boring day in camp. One day closer to ORD. Well, at least there's the Annex Room to hang around in. Simply put, this Annex Room is the company mess room. "Why hang around with those dumbfucks at the Yacht (battalion mess hall) when we can do so in our own Annex Room?"

Not probably the best place of choice, but it's about the closest thing to home when you see those sofas and the big TV with the PS3 in this place. Ultimate combo. Enough said. Oddly enough, it's made me think of my future living room.

Okay, maybe not all that odd. When I can afford my small little piece of land in a HDB (highly dangerous building) flat, it's not gonna be all that big and spacious - too much hassle to clean up. But it's gotta be a no-nonsense home theatre with, of course, a PS3. Or whatever newest gaming console there is in the market.

Maybe Mom'll kill me for getting a PS3 during uni period, but heck. It's not like I'll be playing much by the time I get that machine either. Look, I've got a PSP and the games are getting damned boring or insanely difficult. I just wanna have fun. Heck if I'm the lousiest player out there.

With my family shifting house this coming May, I might just get a chance to do so, but there's just something shiok about having your own personal space with the choice to do whatever the hell you want with it, eh?

New phone and data plan

Just wasting time in camp for now. Pretty much the same thing - day in, day out. Not for long. 5 more weeks to ORD. Gotta hang in there.

Just got my new HTC Desire X last week and, gotta say, this phone is a far cry from the old Samsung Galaxy Ace I got. Controls are different, but I like the Beats Audio more than anything else in this phone. And oh, the data network access. Data plan is friggin' addictive.

Only thing though, when I charge it, I gotta first kill all the applications running in the background - damned one time I couldn't get outta the house because I had 17% battery left. The apps sapped more energy than could be charged, apparently. I'll be damned if it happens while I'm off for important stuff in the future, but this is otherwise a good phone that I'll stick around with for a long time. Well, as long as there's no better upgrades for $0 that is. I'm a cheapskate.

Crazy PT week

Like a shag. Shag only.

This week was mainly pissant week - full of muscle soreness, bad luck and well, money flying off to random places into oblivion - not to mention a few KNNBCCBs rocketing in random directions at supersonic speeds.

First there was Muay Thai trial lesson at Liang Court two days ago. It was raining, and I was still too sleepyheaded to care what time I turned up so I went there late.

A bit stupid, really. There wasn't really the need to rush anyway since it turned out to be a tekan-during-chill session. Three minutes of running around the gym, then burpees, then duck walk, then push ups... next thing I knew was that I grabbed that blue stuff you call Ventolin. Pretty bad shit and bad luck, its been almost a year since I last used it. Gives you a nasty dry mouth afterwards but you breathe better.

Next on the menu is the literally menu-reading at Saizeriya nearby. Italian food, mainly pizzas, spaghetti and uh. Escargots. Good juicy fat escargots, but I swear I could've enjoyed the food there better if it wasn't for that spur of the moment that made me want to lose weight and start dieting at a friggin' Italian restaurant that cost me $17 and a half-full stomach with mostly shrimp salad which apparently was a stupid low calorie dish that made me hungry for the rest of the day. A stupid waste of money - looking back, I'd rather grow fat there and then, and do something else about it later.

Maybe there's just something about the Muay Thai that makes you momentarily stupid and unable to think for just that few minutes and giving away cash for raw vegetables when you could be having much more...

Then came swimming - and oh, the pain from doing Muay Thai on sandbags just about started to really squeeze your muscles hard. Sore muscles. Sore only.

Gotta start reporting sick before my legs give way. And no, no handstands or wheelchairs, please.

A New Beginning

A new beginning is probably what I need right now to kickstart my long lost hobby of blogging since a few years ago. Frequent writer's block durig my days as an NSF means I wasn't writing much at all. Hell, much of that experience isn't worth writing anyway - the Army doesn't like people like us giving away free information for obvious security reasons.

But just as well. I'm finishing my military service stint pretty soon, time to write more.

I'm assuming a new identity here - this snow wolf theme probably pretty much sums up my personality at this point in my life, and its probably gonna stick, but oh well. Its good enough to live with, I think.

Pretty much anything goes though, and I can say that up till now my life so far has been pretty unlucky, lousier luck than most people. Still, I ain't dropping dead yet. Perhaps that way I still get to write, damned if I don't. So there, I'm just getting started.