CRIPPLER'S LAIR

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Thursday, December 28, 2006

History Are Written By Victors (yeap..still written by them)

Well, it is this time of the year that people will make resolutions. But what's the point of making resolutions if you can't achieve it? Well, i have this problem too. Last year, i promised myself to quit smoking but cigarettes become my close friends instead. Sigh. So what's the point of making resolutions? Haha. December is a bore. It keeps raining cats, dogs and mice. It totally disrupt my bike practical. By the way, BBDC is a leech. It sucks people's money. Don't believe me? Enrol yourself in any driving or bike classes and you will know why. I'm now stuck in practical 3.02 and of all topics, i failed emergency braking. Ofcourse i don't expect to pass the e-brake in the first attempt but i don't deserve to fail in the 2nd attempt. FUCK! My mistake was that i looked down whilst braking. Is that a crime? Is that a traffic offence? FUCK! BBDC is cheating people's money i tell you. So unfair. Ah, whatever. Most Singaporeans are ugly i tell you. Just two days ago, whilst i was near the X-ray device near the guardhouse of NPPK, i saw this lady who showed angst when an NS accidentally took the basket that she wanted to use. What the hell? Couldn't she just give way? Sigh. I still don't understand people who squat on the toilet seat. To those of you who does that in the public toilet, well FUCK YOU! Oh, please don't forget to flush the toilet after you are done you piece of scum. I seriously don't understand some people. I tell you what. Singapore's education system is a failure. We study for the certificate and not for knowledge and self-improvement. Look at Civic And Moral Education. It is just a waste of time. Look out of your window and you will still see people behaving immorally. So much so for moral education system. What i don't like to hear is that the government likes to brand our education system one of the best in the world. Lan Jiao! I would spit on those who say such thing. Ah, whatever. I hope some mishap, disaster or war would strike Singapore. Then we will see our true characters during such pandemonium. Most will run to other countries and i swear only a few would plant their feet into the soil of our homeland and fight. So much so for National Education. Oh, i won't touch on History because what we learn about of past is distorted. History are written by victors. Might as well we read a biography of Lee Kuan Yew or the book on PAP. Wouldn't that be nice? Bleargh. Long live Worker's Party! Merdeka! Merdeka! Sekali lagi dengan penuh semangat. Merdeka! Pffft. Ok, enough of politics. I could be sued right now for defamation. Haha. Only cowards sue people. I follow the old school way of resolving problem. If you are not happy, come to the ring for a brawl and i will be glad to welcome you with open arms. Although it seems uncivilised, that's what we humans are and were actually. We are all uncivilised. If we aren't, why is there war? Ok King Crippler, enough of politicis. Gosh, most of my friends have already finished their 2 years of NS. I'm left with 8 months and 9 days. FUCK! Haha. Still a long way to go. Ok, i won't go into that. Hehe. Life in office in December is a bore. Most of the Senior Officers are on leave and the office is damn eerie. ASP Ravi is long gone. Thus, no old people joke. No evil laughter. No silly claps. No story to hear. Haha. I know he is reading this entry right now. How are you Sir? Haha. Hehe. Anyway, yeah, i think i have problem with coffee. Before coming to work, i would gulp two cups of coffee from the nearby coffee shop. And then, during and after lunch, i would drink even more cups of coffee. Usually, i would drink 4-5 cups of coffee per day. I think i'm addicted to coffee. Damn, there isn't a need to think anymore because obviously i'm addicted. Besides that, i'm not a philosopher and thus i don't have the right to think. Haha. Am i right ASP Ravi? Haha. Now my only entertainment is disturbing my fellow NS-men in my department. Haha. Damn. Time flew so fast this year. I'll be 21 next year. I will have suffrage. I can vote and veto. Haha. But i still don't get it. You can hold rifles and pistols with real bullets at 18 but you can't vote during election. My point is this. Rifles and pistols can kill people, thus can change people's life. Voting and veto-ing also can kill people, one way or the other, and thus can change people's life. Both are the same. Therefore, why can't we vote at 18? You know why? PAP is afraid that students won't vote for them. Hell we won't vote for them because of the exams that they made us sat for. Haha. My mom,'voting for PAP is for your own good.' Yeah, like as if! Haha. Sue me! Sue me! Pffft. Anyway, i have work to do right now. What else do i do in the office than to fold letters, hundreds of them, and photocopy some relics that my AD forced us to do. FUCK! Aight, loggin out. Ciao!

Sunday, December 24, 2006

From Bukit Panjang To Changi

Yay..my college friends and I had this wonderful cycling trip on Friday. Infact, i just got back from the trip yesterday afternoon. It was fun.

1st Day..
Harun, Sadiq and I met up at Harun's void deck before we cycled to this spot where some Indonesians sell contraband cigarettes. After buying the fags, we cycled all the way to Clementi Central via Dairy Farm Road. We took 1 hour to reach there. After that, we waited for Khamsya, Hanan and Miqael at the nearest coffee shop. I gulped down a can of Red Bull to recharge my body with sufficient amount of energy. Finally, Khamsya, Hanan and Miqael reached Clementi. We congregated for a while before we started our journey. The weather wasn't that bad as it only drizzled a bit. From Clementi, we went to Telok Blangah via West Coast Road. We reached Telok Blangah Heights at around 12 midnight and from there we went to Police Cantonment Complex. We reached China Town and then decided to proceed to Bugis Junction after which we travelled to Kallang via Nicoll Highway. We decided to take five when we reached Kallang and we had our supper there too. Most of us ate roti pratas and the pratas there were superb. Just when we were about to resume with our journey, Miq's bike got a flat tyre. It seemed the back tyre's tube went flat and there is no way in hell that he could carry on with the journey. Thus, we have to push our bikes all the way to Geylang, and i mean the red light district Geylang, to look for a petrol kiosk. We hoped that the kiosk would sell tyre tubes but in the end, we have to push our bikes further into the red light district. It started to rain and we have to seek shelter in front of a temple. We told Miq to just take a cab to Changi and we will meet him there and we will sort out his bike's problem the very next morning at Changi Village. From Geylang, we cycled all the way to Marine Parade where we took short cuts to reach East Coast Park. There is a long road linking East Coast Park with a road just beside Changi Airport. Gosh, i swear the road is damn long and it felt forever to reach Changi beach. Harun and I sped all the way and we left Sadiq, Hanan and Khamsya behind. Finally, we reached Changi beach near car park lot 3. Miq waited for us there. We laid 3 ground sheets and finally had our rest. The guys chated until morning but i was knocked out flat. I was shagged to the max.

2nd Day..
We woke up at around 9 am and we took our shower quickly as the temperature there was bone chilling. Damn cold. We went to Changi Village to have our breakfast and guess what i have for breakfast? Nasi lemak with fried chicken wing and fish fillet. Teh halia tarik (Ginger Tea Tarik) was like an icing to the cake. After that, Sadiq and I had our morning puff. Power! Haha. We took the same long road which is located beside the Changi Airport to reach East Coast Park and from East Coast Park, we went to Kallang Stadium before we went to Orchard Road to have our break at a coffee shop behind Cuppage Plaza. After taking 5, we left Orchard Point to go to Bukit Timah and finally we took short cut to Bukit Timah via CCAB. From CCAB, we travelled via Bukit Timah Road all the way to Toh Tuck Road and then made our way to Bukit Batok. The guys wanted to play street soccer there and i thought they were out of their minds. We could barely walk and now they wanted to play soccer. Siao! In the end, we didn't play soccer because there were nobody at the street soccer court and we decided to eat and drink at a nearby coffee shop. After having our break, we decided to go our separate ways to reach home. Harun led the way back and when we reached BBDC, we sped all the way back home. I reached Bukit Panjang at around 4pm or so and then stopped at the Bazaar to purchase a cup of honey bird nest drink. Yummy. I finally reached home at around 4.30pm. The trip wasn't that bad. At least i didn't hurt any muscles but my ass hurts like hell, like as if some guy sodomised me. Ouch. Luckily i bought a gel cover for my seat for without that useful cover, my ass would hurt even bad. Manchester United would be playing that night and i decided to stay up late to watch the match but the google box (another word for TV..haha) ended up watching me instead. Haha. Luckily Man Utd won that match.

I spent the whole day today sleeping. It was damn taxing. Had a heavy breakfast and then back to sleep. Sadiq gave me a ring and asked to accompany him to find jobs at Bukit Panjang. We ended up wasting our time at Bukit Panjang Plaza as we were stranded due to the heavy downpour. We then went to Ten Mile Junction and finally a restaurant offered Sadiq to come for an interview tomorrow. Yay, finally that lazy bum will have a job. I can't wait for his treat. Murtabak maybe? Haha. That Hanan still owe us Sup Tulang. When? Haha. We are waiting. Most probably i will be treating them when i get my corporal rank. Insha-allah but not so soon. I need to clear my bike practicals and hopefully i can get my bike license before my 21st birthday which is on 14th February (*hint hint*). Haha. Should i buy Honda Phantom, Kawasaki KR or Honda Wave?