Pink Dot!

This year was the first time I ever visited pink dot!! And it's really touching to see so many people care about having a more inclusive Singaporean society.. Actually I didn't plan to go but Natalie(One of my close friends) asked me if I wanted to go with her and her (soon to be) uni friends.. So I went and we were lost for awhile at raffles place and we decided to just pick a random person wearing a pink shirt and followed him. Eventually we ended up there and It was so awkward for me because I kept introducing myself as 'Natalie's friend' because everyone else who were at that picnic mat was from Yale NUS.. And they were mostly international students. But then I found another girl who was also a friend of one of the Yale NUS student and connected on the fact we were both extras in the group . Haha. She's so funny I wished I got a picture with her.. Anyway we queued for cotton candy and it was so sweet we saw an older lady in the queue infront of us about 50 years old and started asking her if she was her alone and she said 'Yes, I came here to support you guys' . AWWW .. So sweet. It's so nice to actually see the older generation support such a cause... 

Me and my pink cotton candy!

Anyway the girl i met there, lets call her XX. She told me she was there at the first pink dot event and the crowd was so small people could literally form a circle around the performers.. And she was shocked at how huge it is now. It's really heartening to see Singapore becoming a more accepting society..

 Anyway here's a pic of the event

Botanic Gardens

Way back 4 months ago.. A visit to the botanic gardens to one of my best friends, Vaisnavi... When my hair was full and gorgeous... Just some photos..

Fucking scary there was a monitor lizard just swimming in the pond. And it suddenly climbed out!! Me an Vaisnavi decided to stalk it an i think it got scared because it started walking fastest and faster until we left it alone..

Sigh this is so nostalgic. I really appreciate the good times now. I miss freedom now that I'm in the army...

Army really makes you treasure those times you take for granted, the people, the luxuries, the freedom..

Post-NS Skin

My skin actually got better since I enlisted into the army! But it has also been some bipolar bitch.. I thought it would get worse because of the sweat and dirt, but it's the exact opposite! I was joking before enlistment that my skin would get better because I would get free 'mud mask' and exfoliating soil and apparently it's true! Although in the first 2 weeks I had a fucking breakout on my forehead... Anyway here is my skin now! I'm like really tanned and I love this colour! 

In this picture my skin looks clear, but the next moment I had a pimple outbreak on my forehead. Stupid bipolar skin.. Cant you just stay clear? 

And all the clothes I'm wearing were bought during army when I shopped online lol..

Shopaholic in NS..

The army has made my spending higher than ever.. Because of the stress of army, I resort to online shopping to cope with my stress and give me instant gratification.. I know it sounds pervertic but it really helps. I would go on ASOS with the laptop the army issues to all ofus (some really bad windows 2000 laptop to use for e-learning) to buy at least one item a day and when I bookout I would buy some accessory to cheer me up.. I know if I'm in the army, why would I need to buy clothes since I would be in camp most of the time? I also don't know.. I guess I just want to relieve the stress and to know that I achieve a good deal and spent my money well.. (Okay I know that sounds stupid lol) Anyway one item I bought before I enlisted was a black Marc Jacobs Nylon Pouch and I absolutely LOVE it! I carry it out whenever I bookout and it became part of me..

ISN'T IT ABSOLUTELY GORGEOUS!!?? I love it so much.. I just love the touch of it or even the smell of it. It can hold my charger and my wallet and perfume.. It's just my favourite item for now. And I only got it for $130 SGD. Well depending on how you see it, it may be pricey. But given that's it's Marc by Marc Jacobs and the quality is really amazing, I think it's worth it.. Okay back to army..

SURVIVED FIELD CAMP!

Oh My God...Field camp was crazy.. I was so scared of it the weeks, even months leading up to it... I still can't believe I survived it, it's amazing... I used to take my parents for granted, but now I really appreciate them, Just them even being alive an in my presence.. I love them so much. But during field camp I just kept craving for F&N grape..I  told my mom I miss F&N grape and the moment I came home she put 3 large bottles of F&N grape on the dining table. OMG I just kept drinking and drinking until my stomach was bloated.. Day 1 of field camp included the 8km route march there which was actually quite fun. We just kept singing and singing as we marched and I was actually enjoying the march. But the moment we arrived we had to set up our basha tent, which was quite tiring. Anyway the worst was the 3rd day which was the digging of the shellscrape. The mail run was torture. The staged artillery strike and drills and push-ups just broke us down. As our platoon lay in the soil being scolded by our commanders, I started thinking of my parents and how much I missed them. Our platoon commander was so mean giving us dire scenarios of what if our parents die in a sudden terror attack and if our family die who was to protect them? Obviously I broke down in tears because I felt like I'm not doing enough to protect my loved ones. I just kept crying and crying and even before we received our letters we just kept crying and crying. I was literally covered in mucas and I had to use the grass as my tissue paper. I love my family so much. Thank god our commanders went back to their normal relatable state after that. Surprisingly the shellscrape was quite comfy to sleep in because the soil was so soft.. Yea basically that was the worst of the field camp..

 

Okay..SO I also had a small problem with my bladde during field camp. Because the commanders kept forcing us to drink water but give us minimal toilet breaks. So obviously with my tweak bladder I was suffering for most of the time I was there. Once I woke up in the middle of the night with my buddy and I told him I needed to pee but because we were both lazy to go walk to the latrine area which was basically a white tape tied around 2 trees.. Quite nasty.. Anyway we decided to pee poutside our tent at a nearby tree which, if we were caught, would have got us into serious trouble because the next day some guy from another platoon was screwed by a commander for peeing outside his basha tent and had to do push ups. Sigh.. And during the night walk in the jungle I peed while walking because I couldn't hold my bladder.. 

PSI 371

Wow the PSI level was so high today that they cancelled our 12km route march. I can't believe the PSI was 371 this afternoon. That's fucking crazy.. Hoping the PSI stays high tomorrow because they postponed the route march till tomorrow morning.. Fuck gotta get up at 4.30am tomorrow.. Sigh

PSI at 290 in Tekong

Oh my god the Pollution Standard Index (PSI) is 290!! How did it jump from 190 to 290 in an hour!? Anyway the haze here in Tekong is crazy.. Everyone in my bunk is celebrating because outdoor training was cancelled and the 12km Route March tomorrow would probably be cancelled too.. Wow this is like a dream come true.  And everyone here is hoping for early bookout.. Okay gotta go to sleep now.. Hopefully the PSI remains this high tomorrow!! 

Field Camp & Dev's party

Oh my god last night was terrible. It was my friend, Dev's, Birthday Party and he got a table at Zouk and had free flow of drinks. It was only 11pm and I already started drinking shots after shots and by the time it was midnight I was already almost dead. I couldn't even walk and as I type this now I'm having a splitting headache from the worst hangover ever.

I vomited at Dev's table at Zouk OMG I was so embarrassed... I rushed out of zouk and said 'Sorry Dev' and left and got a cab home. The moment I got off the cab I started vomiting everywhere and just kept puking and I called my mom to pick me up and I told her I was downstairs and she came down and brought me up. When I threw myself on the bed, my head was literally spinning and I instantly felt nauseous and I went to my parent's room to seek comfort when all of a suddenly I puked on their floor!!! OH MY GOD. Thank god my parents were more concerned than angry. I love them so much.. Fuck I will never drink so much again in my life. Stupid me.. Here are some photos from that horrible night.. Sigh I left at 12 midnight!! Who gets drunk at 12 midnight!!? Yea a fool like me sigh..

Primary school best friends.. (Royvin on the left and Dev on the right)

And the worst part is I have to book-in to the army later and there is field camp next week.. Sigh field camp.. Field camp preparation was a killer. Training continued under 35 degrees in the freaking sun I felt like dying seriously. I didn't even want to move because my knees were hurting and it was so fucking hot I swear. During the last part of the training I took my temperature and OH MY GOD I WAS SHOCKED I had a temperature of 38.8 degrees with all my equipment on! So I went to my sergeant and asked him 'is it normal to have a temperature of 38.8 degrees?' and he replied 'WHAT THE FUCK!? Take everything off and go out and rest!!!' So they rushed me to rest in the shade. 5 to 10 minutes later I heard screaming from the forest and they ran in with a stretcher and ran out with one of my platoon mates lying down on it. Apparently he fainted and it's really no wonder the sun was freaking POUNDING us.. Yea.. Hopefully I can survive field camp with this hangover.. Fuck me...

Zoo and Post-Enlistment

Reunion with my FAMILY bitches! Reuniting with my REAL family, the ANIMALS, cause' I'm wild.. Okay I'm so lame.. Anyway, I went to the zoo with 3 other friends

Reunion with my giraffe relatives

FIRST BOOK OUT!!!

Missed my mom so much!

Went out with Ain to Tiong Bahru Bakery!

National Service so far..

Wow it's already been 4 weeks since I entered NS..and what a ride it has been. oh my god I'm totally shagged out every single day but the people around me (My bunkamtes & platoon mates) are my motivation. And thank god my sergeants are reasonable people even though I'm in Kestrel.Yup.. Kestrel.. The rumours about Kestrel Coy was that it was really unreasonable and sadistic but I think the other platoons are really fierce compared to mine. But we still get the 'Kestrel' treatment of spamming push-ups..

Anyway.. The vegetarian food in Tekong is FUCKING AWESOME. Oh my god I eat so much everyday till I could puke. I thought the food in army was going to be in rations and really bad but it's actually really good and tastes quite nice. they serve stuff like vegetarian fish, vegetarian abalone and vegetarian chicken and many others. Yea so the food was okay I guess. But I had a constant craving for Nasi Lemak, Laksa and Briyani for the confinement week which was settled INSTANTLY as I got out of camp..

The punishments are really tough. The holding of the push-ups in position is really painful.. Ugh.. and the phrase I hear the most now is 'STREAMLINE YOUR FUCKING BODY'... Like.. how am I supposed to streamline my fucking body when I already can't hold my body up... 

When I entered I thought I was going to be the SABO KING which causes all the punishments for the platoon and receive the most scolding because I knew I was THAT BLUR.. and really inattentive but for the first 2 weeks I wasn't even scolded individually (Okay actually once for not tucking in my shirt) but that's about it. But the week after confinement was HELL. I think it was the lack of sleep but I was scolded so badly. It was live range and we were supposed to collect our magazine with ammunition.. So we lined up to sign the piece of paper to indicate that we collected our ammunition. I signed it..AND FORGOT TO TAKE THE AMMUNITION. And I went all the way to the firing point and when it was my turn to fire..  I touched my vest and in my head I was like 'FUCKKKKKK!! THERE'S NO AMMUNITION' I knew then and there I was screwed already... So I told the Chief Safety Officer there that I forgot to take the ammunition and he was like 'FUCK! YOU ARE A DUMB FUCKER' and my platoon commander was like 'FUCK YOU, GO AND TAKE NOW' . So I went to clear my weapon first and the sergeant there was like 'YOU'RE A FUCKER!' and after clearing my weapon I ran towards the ammo collection point and as I ran I could hear the voice from the control room over the speakers 'YOU DUMB CHEEBAI, YOU ARE A DISGRACE TO YOUR PLATOON AND YOUR COUNTRY'.. so I ran to the ammunition point and once again I was scolded by the sergeantsthere.. ' FUCKER YOU CHEEBAI WASTE EVERYONE'S TIME!!' and I took my ammunition and ran back to the firing point and as I ran another sergeant yelled 'RUN FASTER LIKE YOU CHEEBAI'...By the time I reached I was already panting and my heart racing and my arms shaking.. and guess what.. I failed the first round of shooting and had to re-shoot.. Sigh.. so now I'm known as 'Recruit Cheebai'..

Yup. So that was my first major scolding in the army... hopefully I'll stop being so blur..Anyway this whole thing is actually a fun experience I'm meeting people I would never have met in my life and making friends I wouldnt have been friends with.. I just know once the 2 months of BMT is over I'm definately gonna miss it..But for now I'm dreading to even go back on Sunday night.. Sigh..

yup that's about it..