Geli Mat

I'll get to you later.

Ass.


So I've received an email from my former classmate,
Who wants to be known as Jantan Bising.

Yeah,
It's been awhile since I last mentioned any of the Jantan Brothers in here.

Well she introduced me one video that I really feel it's a must to advertise it.

And the subtitles are in Malay by the way.

Enjoy




Heh.

Now a little about today.

I didn't actually knew what to purchase with the pay I gotten yesterday.
Maybe a pair of new glasses,
Oh well.

So in the end I gave Pizza Hut a call,
And believe it or not,
That was my first time ever making an order from Pizza Hut in my 19 plus years of life.

Well anyway,
I ordered something that looks most appeasing to me.

Starbitez.





I should say I'm pretty happy about this.
All this while it's my family who have been treating me to pizzas.

Now it's my turn to bring the fight to them.

And there's still a piece I left for mom,
Who's still taking her own sweet time getting her throat to open up,
To start eating it.

Tsk.

I'll just have to debar her from attending my passing out parade ceremony.


Heh,
I kid mom,
And I love you still.

Even if you took that slice of pizza and feeds it to Yaya the cat instead.

Oh and mind you,
My cat just have a thing for sausages.
That's why I'm not allowed to appear nude in her line of sight.


WELL OKAY.
ENOUGH BULLSHITTING LAN.

Let us observe the statements made by our very own Matt Damon of Bourne Identity.
Heck I'll just refer him as,

Mat DumbSon.

Geli mat mat mat mat.
-.-




Alamak bro.
Bulan puasa lu mengumpat2 pasal orang.
Dosa siolll braderrrr.

So anyway.
I'll guess I'll do it line by line.

It seems that I'm right having to say you're too outdated.
Why?

Here's another anonymous' comment that pretty much explains it.





Mr DumbSon,
I really wonder why you're so concern about me.


"do you even kno tat shes not as clean as you thought she is?? "


I don't give a doggy-style fucking care,
About people who failed to follow your instructions going to shower scrubbing fabuluso on them.

Be self-centered a little and go for some brain enlargement.
So you'll be smarter to at least know you're stupid enough to even state one logic.

This is even more amusing.

"at least think before you write and prove that youre even more stupid.."

Well okay I can accept that "think before you write" part.

But prove that I'm more stupid?

I don't feel a need to answer to that.

Hell,
You ended up posting the same comment twice just explains why your internet connection has been faulty towards you,
It too, can't stand your superb stupidity.

A brain smaller than that of a Stegosaurus,
No wonder.

"and fyi im jus a friend of hers.."

Oh yes.

Bloody hell.
So you're someone who goes all out trying to shame your friend.

*Mat DumbSon has gained a new ability*
*Mat DumbSon has learnt "Hypocrisy"*


"and dont even think im afraid of you sucker..."

The only person I know who managed to be afraid of me,
Was that role-player in my scenario-based test whom I shouted to the top of my lungs at.

Seriously,
Just what the fuck are you trying to imply?
It's not as if I posted my all time favourite self-shot in a letter to your mail with a "I know what you did last summer" on it.

What, being stupid and hypocrite ain't enough?
You even wanted immaturity?

What is it that you want from me?
It seems to me that you have grudges on her,
But this is blogspot for fucks sake,
Not Livejournal.

In other words you got the wrong blog to comment on,
The wrong person to even talk to.

And why are you being anonymous?
Afraid of revealing yourself?
While having all the guts to talk shits about someone else?

That sucker title fits you best,
And I'm very sure many would have agreed on that too.

Now I know why she had been using the word sadistic all these while,

Because of you,
Mat DumbSon.

Dumb dumb.

This arena you've built up here,
It is for me and you.
There is no need to bring others into scene.

Stick that notice up in that bird-egg brain of yours,
Lan

Oh you silly

It's been a real long time since a hate-tagger actually made it to my blog.

A very long time.

But instead of a hate-tagger,
All I've got is a hate-commentator.

Rare,
Such a rare species.

I guess I'm honored to have him here.

Let's give a round of applause to,
Mr Anonymous

a.k.a You don't know me buahahaha.





Having actually referred to me as a "white" guy.

I'll rephrase my words,
I'm truly honored to have him,
Or her,
Around here.

Oh well it's a good thing I noticed this only after breaking fast.
When I have the full authority to fuck you upside down,
Without fear of my fasting period to be debarred.

Now now,
Mr/Ms Whothefuckareyou,

75% of my brain cells just went dead reading the comment you directed towards me,

Congratulations WTFAY,
Your stupidity has took it effect and makes everyone who read it grew dumber to an extent.


Seems to me that apparently your mom ate a fucking bird egg just before making love,
With your dad or whoever that I do not have any sources to rely on,
And it became the draft of how the brain size would be for their next child.

Which unfortunately it is you.


"heard you got ditched by fieka all because of you going NS rite?"

With all the technologies to rely on keeping yourself updated,
You just had to show how incredibly silly of you to come here reporting decomposing news,
And actually have the guts to assume that whoever read that will be dropping their jaw off.

Well for sure they will,
They'll be very amazed,
Not at how shocking the news is,

But how shocking your stupidity is.
Enough to bring a bedridden patient to his feet when you came into his ward,
Collapses the next minute.

Just after uttering things like,
"doctor...take..this..mother..fucking...stupid...ass...away..from..my..ward...ardd...arkk...ughh"

And for fucks sake,
I hate repeating myself,
No one is at real fault for whatever happened.


"so much of you bragging about you being a policeman wen you cant even protect your relationship.."


This is even more astonishing.

All these while reciting the police pledge at flag raising on weekdays,
I don't remember going like

"To protect life and property and relationship"

Well I admit I do brag sometimes for sure,
I have my reasons for doing so.

At least I do know your bird egg sized brain can at least function.
A little.

But the latter part ultimately wins the case.


And finally,

"hahaha..sucker..." - From an anonymous who didn't stated his name

There are those whom I have a soft approach and can't really bring insults into picture,
But definitely not you.

So bring it on Mr/Ms Motherfucking Genius.


I do have my free time to enjoy laughing at your stupidity.


The Nescafe Man Himself,
Lan

Hoo-ahh

Let it down,
Baby don't talk that much,
Baby knows,

But baby don't tease me.



On MC today.

A boring day.

But of course I went around finding something to do,
And found this website.

A website of pure brilliance.

A website from which my blog activities will depend on,
When it comes to poking fun on my friends.


Wondering now?

Here's a little sneak-peek.


Me.




Retarded enough you'd say?




Now people,
Meet my great great grandfather.






Pray hard I won't come get you,
Lan

A Grand Update of pictures and free stuffs *winks*

*Today's update includes giving away free stuffs so read through you mukafree-ers!*

Listening to: "My Drive Thru" - Santogold, Casablancas, N.E.R.D

God.
That song just makes me freaking high.
After months of faf sending it to me.

Only now.
High now.
*dances*

Well yeah today's a great day.
Not that I actually went out or anything.

But heck,
I'm silently happy and that's that.

*still dancing*

Today,
I did some spring cleaning and organizing stuffs in my room.

Extreme makeover for my cupboard.

Did some wiping of suprisingly what-look-like coffee stains in it.

Boring procedures aside,
I happened to grab a lot of things while doing so,
Things I never thought would have existed in my now-doraemon-like cupboard.

*stops dancing for a while*

From my sec sch band badges,
Those section leader sorts of stuff,
To birthday presents and cards I received from friends.

Heck,
I even found that almost-emptied fiks' lighter.

Anyway I suprisingly found my sec sch testimonial sheet.
Giggled like a girl when I read it.

"A passionate musician. Azlan is actively involved in the school band. He has a creative flair for writing and loves to write poetry and edit songs. With a unique and interesting personality (-.-), Azlan can go far if he pursues his interests"

So yeah,
My form teacher wrote nothing about my educational standard,
And talked about my CCA instead.

Also,
I find it freaky she actually knew I love to edit songs,
When I was doing it all along on my old blog.

To Miss Safiah,
Please tag me if you're here.

Umm,
I miss your bubbly smile.

*coughs*
*starts dancing again*

Now now,
My main intention of blogging today.

I have found,
Pictures,
Of me from primary five,
Bit by bit,
To NS.

What you expect me to post it here and shame myself?


Hell.



Yes.


*shuffles to photobucket*



Ze German in Primary 5



Ze German in Secondary 1 (The best -.-)



Ze German in Secondary 3



Ze German in Secondary 4 (Also highly rated as how I'll look like after my BMT)




Ze German in ITE Year 1



Ze German in Pre-NS



Ze German in NS (LOLOLOLOLBOTAKALIENLOLOLOL)



Ze German (Feeling humpy, faf?)




Now that I look at it all over again.
I sure changed a lot.

Bloody hell.
It just brings back memories when I was having rabbit teeth.
Capable of helping mom skinning the scales off fishes.

Well yeah aside from cleaning my cupboard.
With intent to change my messy boy life into one neat adult with big responsibilities.

That will one day drives a white Lancer with two sky blue racing stripes going above.
That will one day get married and have dozens of kids due to accidental unprotected sex.
That will one day get too feline-ish and have cats double the amount of kids.
With kittens double the double.

Till all my babies lose their crying power to the meowing of my fellow feline mates.

Ah.
Macam paham.




AWWWWW
WHOOO CANNN RESSISSSTTTT TTHEEEEMMMMMMM

*throws Yaya out of the window and starts finding kittens at void-deck*
*While dancing*

Oh by the way,
Spring cleaning also means selling stuffs off at forums like I always did.
But since I'm a busy man now,
I guess I'll list them here instead.

Wait,
I'm also giving stuffs for free.
As a now-singaporean myself,
I'm sure the readers (if I still have any) here will wanna hear about them first.

Here goes.

Giving away:

Star Wars books
(Attack of the clones, Jedi quest 1 & 2, Lightsabers, Showdown at center point, Shadow of the empire, Rogue planet, Courtship of Princess Leia, The mandalorian armor, Shatterpoint)

Playstation 1 games
(Star Wars phantom menace, SW Jedi power battles, SW master of teras kasi, SW dark forces, SW Rebel assault 2,
Spec ops covert assault, digimon 1 2 3, megaman x5, ISS Pro Evolution, spec ops rangers elite)

Selling off:

PC Games: Warcraft 3 and Lord of the rings War of the ring)


Well that's about it.
You should know how to contact me.

If you don't,
Sucks to be you.

Anyway a sneak peek at my now organized cupboard,
Personal stuffs section.
:)





That's alll folksssss.

*does a star jump and continues dancing*


Just wanna dance dance you wanna dance just wanna dance dance,
Lan

Unexpected

So it came after me,
Dream after dream from short naps to deep sleep

That recent one,

It was too darn realistic
You were too darn realistic
How it wakes me up feeling lethargic

Then,

To the room where I had to return my bunk's key,
Radio's on, with a song all too familiar to me
A verse all too coincidental with a feel

"Tattoos of memories and dead skins on trial
For what it's worth, it was worth all the while"

Funny how it only came to me now after all this while
Paranoia
Why only now, my mind overloads in
Defiance

I find difficulty in understanding this
I find difficulty finding an expression
How strange things have been
I find difficulty benefiting from this lesson

But at the end of the day.

I'll smile,
Because I'm fine.


Tsk.
I'm feeling fucking nauseous since midnight.

Tomorrow's the day,
Lan

There ain't no motive for this crime

Kimekk.
3 posts in 3 days again.

Hardcore ah lu brader.
-.-

Anyway,

It's always hard to do this without caffeine roaming around in my bloodstreams,
Pumping into my brain,
Staining my braincells with it.

But a Muslim gotta do what a Muslim gotta do.
To fast.

So don't expect too much in this post.

To start this off,
I would like to announce the arrival of what-used-to-be-my-close-friend-during-ITE-days,
To the place where I spent 2/3 of the week in,

Having "wonderful" meals that consists of tasteless chicken almost everyday,
Knowing people whose arrogance can piss off a bunch of peacocks,
Scent of sweat and body odour everywhere you go,

And more exciting adventures not many can experience.


Frankly speaking,
It's been pretty much of an emotional week.

The night before the new intake came in,
Someone in my bunk just had to go something like

"I remember what it was like during our first few days"

Heh.
The first few days.

As shitty as those days might have been,
I spent that sleepless night missing them.

Trying to save a relationship that has been long gone.

Tsk.

When I saw the new intake waiting for their haircut at the front of that barber shop,

The memories shot at me again and again.
Back then,
When I was the one instead sitting there,
Holding my mobile close to me and secretly smsing "her",
As I wait for the shaver to slide on my head.

It had been a terrible tuesday.
Watching the new intake in home clothes roaming around,
Pains me.

But hell with it.

Memories are just memories.
"Tiger Lily" is just senseless to me now.

At least it's still good to know all these happenings still can't spark that hatred in me.

Like someone told me before

"why have revenge and anger..
if you still have that it only means that your running away..and can't face the truth.."

Oh that's so right.
:)


*slaps own forehead, waking myself up from the black & white flashbacks*

Now now,

Let us welcome Rozaimi,
Known as Jantan Binawe during the era of Jantan Brothers,



To Home Team Academy.

Boohoo,
Now you're my little junior.

It's bad enough his intake has to go through 4 months plus of bmt,
It's bad enough knowing the first month is full of tekans and body aches,

What more,
Coming in during fasting month.

Admirable really since my dear friend still manage to fast throughout his early days in hta.

*pats his botak kia hair*

But what the fuck,
Their 10 days confinement only comes after fasting month,
Along with the 3-months-bmt intake.

That's just,
Too bloody unfair even if it aims to put things into balance.

I remembered how it was like when I first came in,
Using naz's mobile and bought a spare battery for it.
Bought a portable hp charger and freaking lots of AA batteries to go along.

And found out the charger along with the cheapo bunch of batteries,
Didn't work the way I expected it to.

Back then while I still have someone to talk on phone during the nights,
It was only the fourth day and I panicked like fuck,
When the first battery went flat and the other can't last long enough.

Annoying everyone in the bunk going like

"EH WHERE CAN I GET BATTERIES, URGENT"

Heck I would have even bought thousands of chocolate eggs with all the money I had that time,
Just to find one energizer lithium battery that can charge my hp full.

I'm talking about this wonderful egg.




But of course every officers there would have shot themselves knowing this exists around them.


Well what I'm trying to point out is this.

You'll never know what exactly to bring in,
Unless you've been there before.

I got my 10 days stay-in directly on my first day,
And heck,
I had to live for 10 days straight in there knowing most of the things brought,
Are completely useless.

At least my dear nolongercurlyhair indianblooded friend,
Has a good idea on what to bring in when his stay-in comes.


Oh and did I mentioned,
I almost get confined last week?

Because of some fucker whose brain is no bigger than a kinder suprise I showed above,
Went to smoke in our company and left evidences,
Refusing to own up and get us tortured by the company commander.

An according to this coy commander,
Make it Inspector for short,
This moron owned up at the last minute and so he let that confinement thingy off.

So close to my first confinement.

What more for something I did not do.

Well that's that for camp news.

My makciks and pakciks with little cousins are in my house now,
My dad getting an arowana from my uncle.

Well yeah,
I have a bloody fish tank in my house again.

Just like the old times when;

Dad = Arowana, Mynahs, Pigeons
Sis = Cats, Budgerigars birds, and that small bird with yellow crest on top (I forgot what it's called)
Me = Cats, Hamsters, small fishes, terrapins, small frogs. (Yeah weird taste I know)

It was a pet house back then.
My old cat had a great time sitting in front of the fish tank looking at my dad's arowana.

Heh.

Well yeah gonna get busy real soon,
Booking in,

Hurray.

See ya next week,
Lan

P/S: Don't push me. I'm holding myself back mainly because I don't want both of us to suffer. You don't know to what extent I can think of doing. You just don't know.

So leave me be,
And I'll leave you be.

When flaws are no longer an immunity

It is normal.

When the feelings fades out,
And every little thing no matter with good or bad intentions,
Just adds up to the annoyance.

Yeah.
That's normal.

Everyone has their personal lives,
Whoever they serves,
Does not mean they have to be what they work as in each and every second of their lives.
I'm still that Lan who spent his off days drinking cups of nescafe and puffing next chills in his room after all.

I know myself well,
Sometimes I can get too boastful.
Sometimes I can get too egoistic.
But in all seriousness,
Did I do all that in complete seriousness?

Now now,
To that lady who made childhood-dream-come-true
How easy it is for you to find negativity in all that I do now
Knowing how much I care about what people think of me,
I must say you did a good job putting me into a disadvantage.

Shutting me up?
You sure did well.

Misunderstandings has been occurring much more often lately.
And no matter how much I tried to deliver my message,
I can never get it through that shroud of hatred roaming in your mind.

Those days are over, I take it.
There's no way for you to see me the way I was before.
That mistake of me poking my nose in to help you out,

Oh how big the impact to everything it became.
Oh how much it turned me into a complete ass in your eyes,
And their eyes.

Oh God.
What a test you have been putting me through.
With a bonus of this month of Ramadhan.

I am thankful.


With all ego aside now.

To all those whom I have offended,
I give you my apology.

Call me coward if you want,
But I'm ending this meaningless blog war,
Well if it is one in the first place.

There's always other ways of contacting me anyway,
This place has been plagued with too much emotional words lately,
Let's spare the public eyes from any more boring stories.

So to whoever it may concern.
I'm pulling out.
Saya mengalah.

Pikachu and Eggs,

You win.

Everyone's happy now.
:)

Now I'm gonna have a bite on my sahur-purpose Mcgriddles.

Heh.

Let's hope for more ideas tomorrow,
Lan

So says Mr Policeman

In all of what had happened,
Amuses me.

Maybe because it was a little bit more than what I've expected.
Just that little "bit" more.

Firstly let's put some common sense into test.

Known for months vs Known for years.

To which the trust weighs more?

If you can differentiate odd and even numbers,
If you can remember metal is a matter.
The answer is clear enough.

Unless he turned out to be gay and has feelings on me (no offence),
Then perhaps that could have gone the other way.

So if you people knew that all too well,
Don't you think,

I do too?


Secondly.

It can't be blamed that you guys just have no idea how my brain functions.
At least not as well as my close friends who have been with me for years does.

Not even you.

So for goodness sake,
Ask them,
What am I when it comes to,

Mind games.

Of course then again,
It'll be entirely up to you to take it in,
Or deny.

And you can ask your wonderful friend of yours if I had ever did something like,
"Umm just between you and me, don't tell whatever I told you to them."

Nah.
Never been there.

Knowing how close you people are,
And seemingly taking "risks" like what I've been doing.

Don't you think,

I'm purposely trying to get you people to know indirectly?


Thirdly,

"He" suffered the same fate as mine.
When talking it out makes me feel better,
So that same therapy could be re-used for him.
Whose tragedy came after mine.

Should it be secrets whatever he wanted to say out?
How would it matter if it really is a secret?

At least he got it off his chest,
Never mind who knew what.

As long he feels better.

Again I repeat,
There's no "Please don't tell them about what I told you about" bullshit.


Lastly,

So what are my exact intentions?
Think about it.

Are you sure what you're believing is the truth and not lies?
You can never be sure.

And what of "things" I told your wonderful friend about last night,
Who will in time let you know about it,
Will you people know what to believe and what not?


I'll let you people decide.


Fret not,
I've always known him as not someone who's on my side,
But someone who let me voice out and made me feel better back then.


No hard feelings in this post whatsoever.
And for goodness sake I'm not that harsh to be calling you guys bastards.

Well again it's up to you to believe me or not.

OH BY THE WAY!



Freaking told you that lip scar is bloody obvious.
Don't need something memorable to that extent rightttt.

Ahaha.

Baad baaaaad Ms Poker-card-magician.

:)


Ooh La,
Lan

7 more weeks to go.

Time really flies doesn't it.

From holding on to moving on.

Heh.

Well I'm off to booking in now.

Take care my fellow mates,
Anything just message and I'll get back to you asap.


Goodbye,
Lan

Smells Like Caramel Frappucino

Second update on bookout.

You can say I'm real bored.
You may say I'm high on starbucks.

Frankly speaking,
Both.

Because I'm both.

I don't really have much to talk about anyway,
Well not on life generally.

Privilege to those who find my life boring?
You bet.

To start this off.


I love anything that smells like nescafe.

My desk,
My mug,
My thermal flask,
My breath.

Even guys.

I'm referring to this,




Nice.

When I get my warrant card,
Just you watch out, lewis.

Oh and,
Please get me that version of nescafe on my birthday in 2 months plus time.

I'll remember you forever.

No, really.

I will give my consent for any desired penetration.

After fasting month though.
-.-

Now now.

Talking about penetration.

Someone I knew had it planned out already,
Something like "Penetration Event" perhaps.

Unfortunately,
She's one of the not-so-famous-anymore iRandom committee members.

Pariapa,
In her blog.





"NOT SEX la, not that soon. :D heh"


Not that soon.

Sex,
Not that soon.

I'm used to people going,
"Marry? Not that soon uh."

But to get things like,
"Sex? Not that soon uh."

Hais Pariapa.
I know you're planning to shotgun with Naz to save him out of love,
From going NS right?

It's okay,
I'll understand.

Ahaha.

I kid babe.


Anyway I haven't been doing chat logs for quite sometime now.
So for old times' sake.

Here's one.

Perhaps it's true enough when they said girls are difficult to understand.




Great.
A girl who have phobias against nipples.

And most unfortunately,
She doesn't understand the responsibility and burden of having a bloody bird,
To carry everywhere you go and looks up at you at random moments.







Anyway to those who do not understands malay.

Gagak = Crow.

No offence though to those in that category.

And I really can't imagine you really had a sex change,
When someone asked you things like.

"What's the cutest thing you ever had?"
"My PEEENISS!"

Ugh.

I won't be suprised if you get it tattooed with a smiley face on it.

Just.
Don't show it to me.

Heck,
The heck I'm talking about.

Okaay,
Enough wanking to chat logs.

I'm done with this.


"I tried to make you happy,
I did all that I could
Just to keep you,
But you left anyway

I'm trying to forget that,
I'm addicted to you
But I want it and I need it,
I'm addicted to you
Now it's over,
Can't forget what you said"

You,

It seems like you're back on track,
That's good to know.
It seems like you've found that significant other,
I'm glad for you.
You jumped to a different road as I walked off hiding in the thick forest,
With dreams messed up accompanying my nights,
Yet knowing when I finally got out,
Watching you walking down the road holding another's hand,
With wide smiles and pinches in between,

I'll be happy for you by then.

The burnt key was never a mistake,
I got it mistaken.

It was just another lesson learnt,
Another wave of memories worth treasuring.

Because they were nice.



Life is unfair yet beautiful when you come to realise,
Lan

Blame the caffeine for all the 5 am phone calls

Before I start on my typical crap,
Don't mind me messing you guys mind up with a little very simple mathematics eh?

It'll sure confuses most of the normal people,

So if it doesn't confuse you,
You're abnormal, as simple as that.

In other words,

Retarded.

So this question was brought up by my fellow squadmate;


"A" wanted to buy a pair of shoes that costs $97, but he had no money.
So he borrowed $50 each from "B" and "C", which totals up to $100.

"A" bought the shoes with it and had $3 left with him.
He paid $1 each first to the two, and keep the remaining $1 to himself first.

So he end up owing them $49 each, which totals up to $98 when added together.
Even if he take out his remaining $1 to add in,
It only adds to $99.

The question now.
Where did the other dollar go?


Have a great time thinking about it. :)


Now now,
When I was sitting back listening to my iTunes shuffling.

It came to a song I used to listen a lot before I enlisted.

You know they say behind every songs we hear,
Lies memories that could have been forgotten till reminded by it.

Since I'm approaching my 2-months of NS in 2 days time,
This couldn't be too bad of a time.



"Why do I keep counting - The Killers"

If I change my ways of living,
And if I paint my streets with the good times,
Will the mountain keep on giving?
And before our days are numbered,
Then why do I keep counting?


Heh.
Back then when I enjoyed placing my hair in my mouth and get orgasms knowing I've kept them till that long,
Oh how often I kept replaying that song and count the days I had left before enlistment.

Strangely enough,
It feels like it was only yesterday.

And look at it now,
Close to two months marching around HTA.

Like everyone says,
Time really fucking flies.

Next thing I know I might already be studying for my diploma,
With my Julian Casablancas hair back in place.
I can only wish my skin tone really stays in place too.

God.
I really miss getting irritated by wind blowing my hair back,
Transforming me into Aslan, King of Narnia.
To those who didn't watch it and feels I'm making things up by making my name up,
It's that huge lion.

Who died, cracking the stone table into two halves,
Revived,
Left the crime scene running with two girls escaping charges of vandalism.

And for fucks sake I still shake my head out of the sudden during the first few days in camp,
Trying to get my hair back in place from poking my eyes,
When I had none.

-.-

Now now,
I'm done with my shooting test.

Was expecting marksman at first since every others got it so easily.
Was expecting myself to fail after my first day of live shooting,
Since the first shot made me shiver all the way till the last.

Expected fails in all the shooting lessons.
Unexpected pass in the shooting test.

No marksman though, just second class. So called a just pass.
But heck,
Now I shiver at the thought of what the fuck is guiding my bullet all along during the test.

Ah paranoia.

I believed the shooting lessons were my most nervous moments in my life.
Knowing what I'm holding is life-threatening.

Seriously I was shivering like fuck all along.
Worse than the highest-powered OSIM massage chair.

So much for making it official that The Killers is my favourite band of all time.

Ah wtf.

Right now,
Done with IPPT
Done with Shooting
Done with drill test
Almost done with Police Defensive Tactics
Almost done with Obstacle Course
Going for swimming test (confirm fail)
Going for Scenario-Based Test
Going for Theory Exam

Going for my Passing Out Parade,
^.^v

Oh and before I forgot,
The next intake, this coming tuesday,
Won't be getting their 10 days confinement straight away like I did.

BUT

They're gonna get it after fasting month,
Which in hari raya.

All the best to you Muslims of 133rd intake!

I'll be expecting a number of people I know going in this coming tuesday too,
You know who you are.

Heh.

Fasting month kena tekan,
Fuh.

I guess that's that for now.


The Shivering Shooter,
Lan