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What the heck are you still doing here mate?scoot over towww.charlzees.blogspot.comeveryone's reading it.have YOU?:)

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Dear friends, readers, potential flammers and enemies alikecome visit me @ my new blog which i try my best to keep as fun and interesting as possible.its the perfect place to be if you're suffering from insomniawww.charlzees.blogspot.com

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If you who are reading this find this blog boring,then let me share with you a new and upcoming blog that promises plenty of fun. interesting tips with a kick ass sense of humour to go along with it.Charlzee's Isomia is under construction

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because ive been so damn busy and basically LAZY lately. ive decided to make my blogger comeback by starting off with a little secondary school content. thanks to our dear friend jessica lim. Rules and Regulations:- Each player of this game starts off with 10 weird things/habit/little known facts about yourself.- People who get tagged need to write a blog of their own 10 weird things/habits/

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once again, xmas is round the corner. in fact its right at my doorstep and im faced with the world's most commonly asked question." where am i gonna get the money to buy presents? " so i did the most logical thing that came to my mind. blog about how you have no money and send your personal wishes to everyone you can and just hope that they'll, in their best interests, decide to forgive your

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its been about three days since sarah went on one of her more "stylo milo" holidays and i find myself once again. very lonely, so boringg and i get hungry so easily. no eating parner so i end up either not eating , or eating sarah's share in loving memory. lots of laughter there.im thinking of loads and loads of sweet lovely suprises for her when she gets home, some like putting flowers all over

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thanks to my fucking idiot sister, the whole of my fucking last entree is gone. thanks alot shitstick

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Stick and Stones will Break My Bones, but. but. actually, they'll Do The Trick Just Fine.it was a couldy cold morning when the fast craft utility i was on, FCU154 entered the well dock ( the backside of the ship ) of the LST, RSS ENDURANCE, my job was to make sure that the FCU was firmly secured and all the lines had been tied to hold the FCU to the well dock, load the tonner (truck ) up to the

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Keeping Away From Pandora And Her God Damned Box. i actually took the time. and effort. to find the following quote," when it comes to the future, there are 3 kinds of people.1) those who let it happen2) those who make it happenand3) those who wonder what happened. "- John M. Richardsonwith that quote in my mind, i find myself facing an endless barrage of uncertainties that plague my otherwise

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the parade square stood still six hundred recruits stood to attention with their heads bowed low. the sounds slowly faded as the passing clouds parted to shine a new light upon the recruits raw heads.parents sat from the stands staring proudly at their sons looking smart in uniform. watching the slow but rewarding transition from boy to man."ladies and gentlemen.."the emcyee's voice resounded

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ladiesss and gentlemennn. you all will never guess who's computer i am using now and at which location. ha ha ha. well to hint you all, its in a place where.. lets just say, brains would beat the brawn hands down. hot girls in shorts and smart too! where where where? hahahahaha. actually im just saying stuff like that to annoy you sarah. really. haha, cos at this point of time, u'd be wonderingg

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Night to Remember.a picture tells a story of a thousand words. at least i hope these few pictures do. happier times when im not sufferng in camp.i miss the days where i would scream at the top of my lungs. BEDOOKKKK BOLEHH.haha.

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been smoking a hell lot lately just to curb my over-stressed appetite for stress. its hard to find recreational activities to soothe a stressed mind. i mean like, if you are stressed out. something.. well relaxing would often do the trick right?BUTTT most of the "relaxing" things often involve MONEYY> which sad to say is something i have least of. spas, movies, dvd's,shopping (retail therephy)

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the way your flawless hair dances in the wind as your smile whispers through to me makes my heart flutter.  i strain my eyes hard and work hard on bringing my abnormally fast heartbeat down to normal while concentrating on the road, but to no avail. your grip around my waist tightens and you rest your weary head on my shoulder blade and i feel my blood flow returning.  the cold night wind blows

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once upon a time, in a far away forsaken land known as FCTU, pte charles ng.ahfuck it. im in no mood to continue this cheesy story cos my fucking humour's all gone.

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Another day in the Bumhole of naval sai kang. i find myself once again, stuck in this dingy little room they refer to as the " paradise" waiting to do my duty at 11.30pm and subsequently @ 5.30am. a flat screen sony tv is proped against the wall with old and stained couches littered around the room in an unruly fashion. a 16th century pc that has internet capabilities , well done charles.ive

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finished my confinement week. but things pretty much haven't improved much. the worst part is not knowing what the fuck is going on. and ican't explain why. thanks for the concern guys. really am touched.

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fyi to all ladies and gentlemen. chocolates don't make you feel better @ all. method tried and proven today by yours truly.

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solitude makes agony look like a painkiller.

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when no ones around. all the screaming will start its rounds

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im going down down down and feeling like a dick.

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its been ages since i blogged and apparently my last attempt of a short story is so fucked up, i cringe whenever i read it. so, don't be too suprised if you don't see it there anymore. haha. i miss all my old friends of SVDP ( i sense a emo post coming) haha. esp those from cat class. just hate it when u know, they dont seem to care as much about u as u do for them etc. and i think that i have a

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"stupid nazi bastards.."mascaw, my buddy, swore through gritted teeth. mumbling more swear words that i could not make out under the heavy gun fire and his thick russian accent as he tore a strip of cloth and wrapped it around his heavily wounded knee. bullets flying over our heads as we crouched low behind our defence wall.mascaw was a family man. ever since basic soldier course, he was always

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i feel so horrible for not giving one of those really long and romantic entries to commenmorate this special day for me and sarah. im soaked to the bone because of this stupid last minute fire drill. and as usual, im sneakily using the office computer. getting caught would only mean many many more days of staying here and sneakily using the office computer again and again. ha ha ha.but happyy 37

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sorry for the late update. been really busy zoomin around in my latest baby my very own SUZUKI EN125! lol. hahaha its one bike that really reflects my style. slow.. reliable, steady. and of course, not really that good looking. hahah. the only thing that sets us distinctively apart is that, the bike's skinny. haha im not.millage is great and perfect for me since i travel to work in tuas everyday.

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anyway dear friends, i enjoyed my trip like hell! we originally planned a trip to genting along. but as it got boring. we decided to head down to KL for some serious shopping. of course there were my usual concerns. like for example. what if we decided to do some realllyyy serious shopping and we get into some seriousss mugging case? huh huh huh. i'd be so fucked. we'd be so fucked.so. in view

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Another Summer Day.stolen tune by michael bbule's "home"has come and gone away, in paris and romebut i CANNOT go home.. (ohhh noooo..)maybe surrounded by,a million people i,think i am just suay ,cos i cannot go home...(oh i miss you soo)and im keeping all the buicuits so i won't go hungry..cos they just dont feed me much.and you know i eat as such.i was stupid but now i know i am just plain

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Once Upon A Time. you know, i realized that i haven't really been giving a lot of. well. i could call it, " reconition " to the girl who has stood by me for so long. the love of my life, miss sarah elizabeth lim. Though at times super bitchy. super annoying, damn super bloody lazy. again, super bloody bitchy. but still so lovable and talented. i remember ALL those blog entries back when i was

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ON SALE! the old days of my trusty punching bag are over and ive decided to sell it for a hundred bucks. ( SGD 100 NEG) originally got it for 160 plus. its reliable and perfect for beginners who wanted to learn muay thai, boxing. or TKD.  email me at charlesplant@gmail.com               next up, a myoung sung korean kicking target. its hard and durable and very good for tkd'ers.  going at 20

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for the benefit of all the non-christians or catholics who didn't really get the story "purpose" here's an text from wikipedia.The New Testament speaks frequently of angels (for example, angels giving messages to Mary, Joseph, and the shepherds; angels ministering to Christ after his temptation in the wilderness, an angel visiting Christ in his agony, angels at the tomb of the risen Christ, the

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Hope you guys enjoyed the last short story "i confess" i confess was hap hazard writing. either that or its what critics normally term " talentless" work.anyway, wings of inspiration descend upon me and assist me in a new short story entitled.Purposei was born unnaturally strong. Both physically and mentally. people often turned to me for advice or help and i would do all in my power to help

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" I Confess. "the endless scenarios raced through my mind as i wondered how on earth i was going to clean up this mess. this mess which i unwittingly landed myself into. "how could i have slept with him?"i questioned myself. my heart racing as time from the living room wall clock ticked away.he would be home anytime nowi took another look at the 2 babies lying in front of me. their father was a

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my nose will flow on and on..its about one in the morning and here i am with a trusty cig in my hand and a box of tissues on the desk in front of me. it doesn't help that my nose drips like a leaky tap. i really hate runny noses you know. seriously.after enjoying the past few days i realized that i pretty much have not accomplished much. which is nothing new since i more or less have not

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i know im such a robber for stealing the SVDP's "through Rachel's eyes" title back in what 2002? but who cares man? haha. the name "rachel" just fitted in so nicely.the walkthrough was a big success. commander tracom was very impressed and i think he plans to reward all of us who were involved in the walkthrough handsomely. and to all the little bastards and bitches who were slacking away

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Snack Attack.so the teachers warned me when i was younger. the not so golden rules of snacking.1) always eat fruits when you're hungry.2) drink water if thirstylastly3) never.. ever snack at night.and so here i am in the wee hours of the morning, with that sudden arousal .. lusting greedily for good yummy food.cooking wouldn't exactly be an ideal choice since it was late and the last thing i

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The Wind howled and the rain rained harder than any other month of july in the last decade or so. i lay awake in my bed lying on a side. the soft raindrops gentling pelting on the back on my neck.i awoke with a sudden start to find my shirt slightly soaked with perspiration. i sat up and scanned the room. everything seemed to be in place, including the comic by the side of the bed which i always

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im clueless what to writethe words are out of sight.

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hello all, once again after a long break im back, this time with bigger badder action. hahaha. ok.i managed to find a few reallllyy interesting pictures of well. people. im not going to mention names here in case uncle millitary security comes throtting down to slap my ass with a not-so-nice charge. how these pictures came about, i daresay pherhaps a extremely brave young individual managed to

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since i unwittingly agreed , against my better judgement, to complete and post this little quiz. As much as it reeks of what leraine calls "twitism" haha.Do this quiz and pass it on to your other friends. Finish this 20 Questions and you can tag as many people as you want.#1 What kind of people do you admire?born leaders#2 Is this year better than the before?they're all the same. miserable#3

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When The Cold Wind Blows.cold morning perspiration trickled down the side of my freshly shaven head like little rivers of water. The recruits of Dragon company held fast and steady in push up postion. arms weakly trembling as we struggled to keep our ourselves upright in the proper position, for all it took was one recrtuit to make our sergeant start from zero." DOWN! ""SIIIXXTEeeeN"" I NEVER

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im extremely tired and exhausted at the life i try so hard to lead. filled with immense worries especially of the future. i hate the 5 days im in the navy. every monday as i pack my bag. the deep sinking feeling that fills my already bitter heart is undescribable. back there, a heavy weight follows me and drags me along like a giant iron ball chained to my ankles.i try various means to escape my

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NationalityThe parade regimental sergreant major bellowed relentlessly command after command as the searing hot marina bay sun scorched down on our backs. we stood under the one pm afternoon sun still. trickles of perpsiration flowed freely down our cheeks and stained the heavy black rife which we slung across our shoulders.the sergeant major's voice almost seemed to be turning into a distant

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ever since i sent this little obsolute computer for servicing. (which my aunt so generously paid for ) haha. i lost every single game, software , music and videos. but somehow by some miraculous chance, i managed to save my pictures. found some really funny ones which includes an all time favourite, a mystery picture of someone sleeping. ho ho ( who can that be ) hahaha. i don't mean to do all

Charlzeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10502994091434235324noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6111508.post-10200135584006588622008-06-11T01:14:00.001+08:002008-06-11T01:22:24.877+08:00

to RACHELfamilar? hahaha. things haven't changed much. you're still the sameVAIN POCK

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thanks girl. wanted to post a nicee picture for you here but i guess i just have to make do with the best i can right? haha, i would love to write more but currently, my fingers struggle to type as my head keeps dropping in sheer exhaustion. considering the fact ive been marching in ndp from morning till 8pm:) to grace! and all the fucked up moments to come:)

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Someplace Else" so charles tell me, if you weren't dating sarah , honestly ar. would you try to jio peiling ? "I raised my eyebrows in bewilderment and took a slow sip from my already steaming cup of coffee. he ate his food quietly while looking down in pure ignorance of the question he had just posed to yours truely." what are you? .. nuts? "maybe me talking to Peiling earlier on may have

Charlzeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10502994091434235324noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6111508.post-43701803547055841082008-06-02T20:39:00.002+08:002008-06-02T20:51:56.720+08:00

i really really hate national service. i cannot picture myself working here. i think its time i start thinking of ways to make money. cos i know im going 2 need a good job.

Charlzeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10502994091434235324noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6111508.post-21599519655809531132008-05-31T01:52:00.008+08:002008-06-01T23:53:40.285+08:00

Ground Rulesi often look at my relationship with my godfather with much awe and respect. sometimes with a tinge of annoyance and anger. but of course, all in good faith. i admit i've even compared him with my own father.i've come to realize that even though im not truely his son, i've never had a father closer than him. giving me nothing i want but everything i need. ( and of course at times what

Charlzeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10502994091434235324noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6111508.post-10903728346227766852008-05-22T20:38:00.002+08:002008-05-22T20:46:38.489+08:00

you'll always be a part of me..im a part of u indefintely.i can't remember the rest of the lyrics but i swear its a damn catchy song. esp for those girls like sarah and nerissa who are suckers for love song.haha.anyway, back from a 3 day course in ship fire fighting. which really was one scorching hot course. totally left me a little overdone and burnt. there was this training which they called

Charlzeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10502994091434235324noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6111508.post-7959386868455120112008-05-19T21:14:00.001+08:002008-05-19T21:15:20.225+08:00

so happy! finally waiting for my bike traffic police test. no longer need to say " oh im at prac 4 or 7 or what i now can say. im waiting for TP. hahaha. i think waitng for the bus these days is enough to kill me. buay tahan.

Charlzeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10502994091434235324noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6111508.post-20277138023017680332008-05-15T00:53:00.003+08:002008-05-15T00:58:48.208+08:00

most of you would know what would normally happen when u put a bunch of guys together. in an enclosed room. force them to sit there in the cold with no jackets no books. just an empty desk in front of each person and a white board, a word spoken would mean an unwanted weekend duty. only 20 minutes later, a man walked in the room." a civilian"we hear our minds say. ho ho ho.good morning guys, my

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Charles's Misfit Sometimes i feel the world revolves a little online space. i was a little shocked today to discover that i basically didn't need to look at the keyboard when i type, a feat which i bet most of you could easily accomplish.mind you ive got terrible hand-eye coordination. i find it extremely hard to wank off while looking at a mag.the.. vibration makes the picture look blur, so i

Charlzeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10502994091434235324noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6111508.post-36860308413159682062008-05-06T20:13:00.002+08:002008-05-06T20:21:50.310+08:00

things i'll do once i get my license to ride a MOTORCYCLEEE.. hahalol im must be out of my mind. haven't even book my test and im dreaming about riding. must be all the pent up frustrations and dissapointment from failing.1) know my 2nd wife inside out considering my 1st wife's my rifle back in tekong for other men to strip2) resolve to ATTEMPT to dissaude sarah from sitting behind3) ride to

Charlzeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10502994091434235324noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6111508.post-78107550161485536242008-05-02T10:15:00.002+08:002008-05-02T10:23:55.781+08:00

thank you sarah for the super nice present that u made!!thanks to you all esp those who took the trouble to forward sarah's email out. thank you so very much! it was very much appreaciate and i can promise u all that every single letter/word typed out meant alot to me.i shall upload pics soon! thanks and take care!!!

Charlzeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10502994091434235324noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6111508.post-35175533764080593352008-04-22T20:07:00.002+08:002008-04-22T20:19:28.086+08:00

me and sarah? totally different people. totally different lifestyles. seriously! i looked through some articles. and realized that if we were to write a story together. say.. i'd write one verse, she'll write another and the story ends when both of us have reached a conclusion. this would be it:)At first, Laurie couldn't decide which kind of tea she wanted. The camomile, which used to be her

Charlzeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10502994091434235324noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6111508.post-36319932346065704512008-04-21T20:05:00.005+08:002008-04-21T20:30:07.578+08:00

to my disgusting unhygenic, reptile infested brother raphael. HAPPY BIRTHADY!!its not too late my friends! you can still send him that happy birthday text that you forgot ages ago. a few hours to be exact. so anyway, a big cheers to my brother raphael! ( sorry the pics r all in friendster. im in camp now lah) For all the crazy and stupid, ( sometimes life threatnening) things that you do.

Charlzeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10502994091434235324noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6111508.post-53152953445698537322008-04-06T20:27:00.002+08:002008-04-06T20:33:49.093+08:00

another weekend zooms by so quickly and its time again for me to head back to camp. there's really only one other way to describe this. fucking sian. i miss the weekdays. miss all the fun i used to have in compass point and all the people that actually really mattered something to me.my friends? the ones whom i'd be prepared to give up all for. don't seem to exist. its time to forge new bonds and

Charlzeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10502994091434235324noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6111508.post-48219908343092777302008-04-04T23:05:00.004+08:002008-04-04T23:45:15.488+08:00

her long black hair sways carelessly from side to side as the evening sea breeze blows against her face. she holds her kness in her arms and stares straight into the far seas. she pauses as her mind wanders along with her afflicted heart to the rhythmic symphony of waves crashing against the shoreline.i smile to myself discreetly and look at her, careful enough not to disrupt her train of

Charlzeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10502994091434235324noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6111508.post-80334698046227653532008-04-04T22:20:00.000+08:002008-04-04T22:21:10.165+08:00

thanks babe:)

Charlzeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10502994091434235324noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6111508.post-80862924376413733362008-03-27T20:56:00.000+08:002008-03-27T20:57:03.489+08:00

thought i'd include this:) its really meaningfulFrom a humble beginning the day we were born,Onwards and upwards we've moved on and on.Never looking back we'll always grow.Onwards and upwards the best we'll show.Chorus:We're the ones the sons of the sea.Mighty men of the Singapore Navy.We will stand for the right, We will fight to the end.We will always be true to our land.Our waters to guard to

Charlzeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10502994091434235324noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6111508.post-59551789504752973112008-03-27T20:11:00.002+08:002008-03-27T20:28:44.491+08:00

Colours.To all the sailors out there. this word would be something thats almost second nature to you. 'colours'. to all those who probabaly think that colours are well. part of the naval uniform or something. allow me to enlighten you further.BBBAAARRRISSSS... Seeediiiii.... YAHHHHH!!!a loud impressive sharp bang returns sound to the command that was bellowed out by the drill sergreant.a drum

Charlzeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10502994091434235324noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6111508.post-30206491798476163802008-03-25T20:16:00.002+08:002008-03-25T20:34:30.485+08:00

Navy Bluesone of the best things that could possibly happen to me has happened. im surfing the internet from camp. i never expected myself to end up in Navy. its scary yet and the same time exciting. the only hard thing is the transition from soldier to sailor.time to throw away my green socks and my green jockey cap and Don the Blue Berret with the silver anchor crest. sigh. originally, i was

Charlzeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10502994091434235324noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6111508.post-69769523403355185182008-03-21T23:38:00.003+08:002008-03-21T23:56:35.585+08:00

As if life wasn't shitty enough. i now have to face the sun, sand and seaNRIC:S8*******Name:CHARLES NG YIXINComd SAF BMTC wishes you all the best in your future posting.Your Posting Order is listed below:1.You are posted toIMOS.2.Your vocation isNVL CBT SYS OPR.3.Your are to report to:Changi Naval Training Base, RSS PANGLIMA Tanah Merah Coast Road (Beside Changi Naval.Reporting Date/Time:24/03/

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The pain is tempoary, Glory? Eternal.after a gruelling 3 months and 3 weeks. i passed out of basic millitary training school! words could never express the immense sense of euphoria amongst us as we screamed pent-up cheers from months of push ups, running and mental punishment. it seems like the end of my army life but on the contary, it has only just begun. all i can do now is pray for a nice 8-

Charlzeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10502994091434235324noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6111508.post-51835945902083094492008-03-16T17:10:00.002+08:002008-03-16T17:26:44.349+08:00

( decided to give in and write a thing out of my journal- yes about army ) one of the most horrible times of my life was during outfield. imagine not bathing for X amount of days. can die. seriously. ok here it is.21st Jan 080721amlast night was a living lightmare. sweaty. smelly. dirty. filled with grime,soil and dirt. already i sense the impending desolute loneliness of my broken heart. Hugging

Charlzeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10502994091434235324noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6111508.post-46182552665480011112008-03-14T23:12:00.005+08:002008-03-15T00:38:21.560+08:00

i was originally intending to bore you all again with another post of my BMT life. The topic being my 24km route march which nearly left me paralysed waist down. BUT being the generous, magnanimous guy i am, i decided to write something more personal. ( i realize now that im beginning to write a lot like leraine) as in, im beginning to copy her style. which kinda makes me kinda low down.anyway,

Charlzeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10502994091434235324noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6111508.post-90867292466711554452008-03-08T10:50:00.002+08:002008-03-08T10:53:21.134+08:00

was intending to write something well. more inspirational. something that would give a more insightful view of my pathethically dim witted life as it already is. But i seem to have what a call a tempoary lack of interest. so till later dear friends.

Charlzeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10502994091434235324noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6111508.post-51590311243550743892008-03-02T00:27:00.003+08:002008-03-02T01:37:41.926+08:00

decided to include a page out of my BMT dairy. i write a daily one to keep me daily sane. (its not written word for word) COMPANNYYYYY.. Seeediiii...YAHH!!our company sergeant major bellowed. we forced our already tired feet to slam down hard against the hard concrete for the 100th time already. the scorching afternoon sun beating hard against my cold and calmy soaked through admin shirt.making

Charlzeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10502994091434235324noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6111508.post-86986930802832031322008-02-29T23:43:00.002+08:002008-03-01T00:55:00.176+08:00

(click!)A light switches loudly on abruptly. i shut my eyes even tighter to escape the inevitable advent of the morning.two minutes later a hand from the bed next to mine reaches out and gives me a hard shake on my ankle. promtly jerking me awake.i start folding my blanket while lying dowm and commited a deadly sin by falling back to sleep.5 minutes later. a push to my chest sends me jolting up

Charlzeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10502994091434235324noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6111508.post-23439624587286041462008-02-24T01:08:00.002+08:002008-02-24T01:28:28.719+08:00

hello friends back again.life has been rather interesting for the overweight botak soldier, apart from the usual bitterness of serving army. im doing good. im out again after 5 and a half days of intense fat slaughtering, only to realize i got to go back in again tomorrow.i miss meeting up with old friends. but its only now that i really treasure my family time. with each passing day i constantly

Charlzeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10502994091434235324noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6111508.post-36409935926972919762008-02-10T12:44:00.000+08:002008-02-10T17:06:25.397+08:00

ok. so . booking in later today. yeah sure it sucks. i try to convince myself "sure, there were thousands of others who have done this b4 me. ( i try la) 3 minutes later i find myself banging my head on the wall screaming"its no use!!"I know I look stupid here, but who cares.Anyway, the past few days have been really good. 5 more weeks till i pass out. thinking of getting my braces done but SUPER

Charlzeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10502994091434235324noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6111508.post-49031734681414808952008-02-06T10:16:00.000+08:002008-02-06T10:29:31.793+08:00

URBAN OPS.yeah, they all make it sound like some real life CS. running in groups. storming buildings. jumping through windows and shooting enemies that the sergeants place around the blind spots. occasionally a grenade or 2 will be thrown at us. every corner we have to move so slowly i thought," ok, if the enemy runs at us now. we're fucked"so here we were in some discreet location. and we were

Charlzeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10502994091434235324noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6111508.post-38034015623676467392008-02-03T00:04:00.000+08:002008-02-03T00:19:26.217+08:00

hello one and all. it has been a terribly long time since i last came here. back from digging holes in the soil, running up and down stairs. getting spanked by touchy mat boys and of course, getting screamed at many many. many. many times.(note to my future wife: im immune)instead of whining to you about how shitty the army is and all, i decided to tell you about this particular incident . (

Charlzeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10502994091434235324noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6111508.post-19261151947050259652007-12-22T12:18:00.000+08:002007-12-22T12:24:31.336+08:00

finally,im back from armysee girl friend.im so happy.25th. need to book in,with my rifle, my buddies and MeeeEEwhen im there,i want to commit suicide,now im back,i think i'll die here 1st.on christmas, gonna be very scared.without my rifle, my buddies and me.etry to keng,to go home early,attend B.my buddies laugh at me.now i know,how to keng properly,with my rifle and my buddies and meee-composes

Charlzeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10502994091434235324noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6111508.post-66576714160963627502007-12-05T15:47:00.000+08:002007-12-05T17:27:44.529+08:00

FareWell.ok, fine. i know its not REALLY that farewell. im JUST going to serve my National service. but still, i feel an impounding need to do a short tribute (in no particular order) to some amazing people before i go. ( yes, if i can find some embarassing photo of u.)To My Brother Raphael. who has always been there for me. and whos comic life provides comic relief for many. one who has survived

Charlzeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10502994091434235324noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6111508.post-13165079058221767872007-12-03T22:10:00.000+08:002007-12-04T00:52:26.228+08:00

3 more days to D day. ho hoho ho. wah. after reading raphael's entry, the only thing that was stopping me from tearing was the fact that i had a penis. i think. hahhaa. ok, i know how i really consistantly bore you all to death with all the disgusting atmaturish compositions of music that i TRY to compose. so here's my very latest and very last one. before the jungles of BMTC call me. and take me

Charlzeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10502994091434235324noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6111508.post-3289299155291021092007-12-01T09:37:00.000+08:002007-12-01T09:40:27.886+08:00

a few more days and i'll be trotting down to army. if i like the life there. then i'll definately sign on. its a career for me.it feels kinda shitty knowing that i'll be missing birthdays and all. anyway, this is a picture of my and my brother during our confirmation year. yup we were 15 and we went to malaysia IMMEDIATELY after confirmation mass. cheers to my brother raphael!

Charlzeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10502994091434235324noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6111508.post-81759060065538068432007-11-23T10:26:00.000+08:002007-11-23T10:44:33.650+08:00

somehow, im seriously looking forward to my daze with the army. well, if possible, i even want to make if for the SISPEC course. hopefully lar. really really hopfully. i mean, if i could make it for OCS. i would most definately do so. but that one ar. need to be A levels and above . u tell them u want OCS, they tell you to F*** off. OCS- officer cadet school SISPEC - school of infantry

Charlzeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10502994091434235324noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6111508.post-55098719669062070572007-11-21T12:19:00.000+08:002007-11-21T12:29:57.086+08:00

as requested but some if not most of u. here's an update of my pathetically pathethic life. i just passed my morotcycle practical 5 yesterday. finally. after 4 failures. i passed on my 5th attempt. just applied for a PDL this morning. and yesssarrrr! i can now go on the public roads. but amidst all this fun is a looming reminder of the jungle of tekong's calling.i seriously am beginning to

Charlzeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10502994091434235324noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6111508.post-1463776350568469202007-11-14T23:40:00.000+08:002007-11-14T23:42:40.510+08:00

throats on fire.nose is like a dripping tap. the pile of used tissue papers that lies in a heap in my dusbin play testament to my endless barrage of mucus attacks. my whole body, weak. with a disgusting stiff neck. shivering. Fever and flu bug's coming people. be CAREFUL.i need to rest now cos im feeling like shit. physically, and emotionally.

Charlzeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10502994091434235324noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6111508.post-13522215769372930322007-11-13T00:58:00.000+08:002007-11-13T01:16:51.564+08:00

Judge Not A Book By Its Cover.i was on the train heading toward town today, now we all know what a train is like on a typical evening after work. employess, bosses, students. people from all walks of life gathered in that tiny space.the 2 steats at the sides of each carriage are desingated for pregant women and ethe elderly. there's even a biggg huge sign pasted on the side. i looked around, nah,

Charlzeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10502994091434235324noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6111508.post-65960237132562050192007-11-11T09:58:00.000+08:002007-11-11T10:49:38.644+08:00

Concrete hypocrism ever seen a situation with the above mentioned name? well. to sum it up. try going for a confirmation mass in SVDP on a saturday afternoon. sons and daughters of doctors, lawers and ministers getting confirmed. throngs of relatives and friends. young men and women of ministries, head filled with pride. pretending to look important and literally running up and down. perfect

Charlzeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10502994091434235324noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6111508.post-18112203510824660712007-11-08T00:43:00.000+08:002007-11-08T00:53:29.789+08:00

Flames Like Winei miss all my old friends out there. especially from serangoon sec. those that remained my friends through good times and bad. i really do miss you all. if you can remember the days where i felt like shit and you were in some way there for me. yes this post is dedicated to you.its nice to see how friends grow up, (some like yours truly don't ) grow bigger, taller, sexier. things

Charlzeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10502994091434235324noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6111508.post-52391451654482451352007-11-06T13:47:00.000+08:002007-11-06T13:58:16.603+08:00

Another Day goes by.another boring day. exactly 30 days left to my enlistment. i have begun snacking alot since ive got nothing to do. and my weight has reached an all-time scare record. i looked into the mirror yesterday and almost went into a permanent coma.i was up till pretty late last night helping a friend do her creative writing work cos the lazy bum can't write for nuts and was too busy

Charlzeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10502994091434235324noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6111508.post-66524431683622815852007-11-05T20:51:00.000+08:002007-11-05T21:02:01.298+08:00

spent a boring boring day at home. feeling angry, bitter. and frustrated. went to town earlier on with my sisters but it didn't really turn out that good. somehow, i find it hard to blog today cos my heart is filled with too many frustrations. i am going to end up a sorry sorry man.

Charlzeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10502994091434235324noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6111508.post-21987419515589798862007-11-04T21:03:00.000+08:002007-11-04T21:05:26.963+08:00

thank you all. i can finally close this chapter in my life. fuck you all 2 faced motherfuckers who made in life miserable in one way or another.i hope you are happy now bitch.

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Army Daze.don't worry, im not inside yet! haah. ok, so the title did say army daze, so sue me! haha. hmmm, it was terrbily exciting when i was tearing open the NS enlisteme letter. i mean, for once in a long long time. i am actually doing something with my life. not like bumming around. it was definately not like last time, when i would want to take a girl out for dinner or something, all i had

Charlzeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10502994091434235324noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6111508.post-6008763898988049332007-11-02T13:01:00.001+08:002007-11-02T13:08:53.812+08:00

all right, today was damn shoik man. woke up freaking early this morning, like at 6.40 kinda early. cos why? my bike practical was starting at 8.15. rush like mad. met uncle godwin at the seletar camp busstop.so todays entry gonna be a little girly girly. cos i dun really feel like thinking today. so i delcare this post. MINDLESS entry post!! yaya!today was high speed braking on wet n dry surface

Charlzeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10502994091434235324noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6111508.post-45655544152430480602007-10-30T19:21:00.000+08:002007-10-30T19:43:58.655+08:00

Do not say you will love me forever, eternally, or till death do us part. for who knows when the day is over. it could well be you who would break my heart.-annoymous

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Be Of Courage.Be of courage and be without fear,be still in the darkest of nights,when the day finally grows near.the night shall fall with glory,the evil ones will stalk my skies.my heart is broken into pieces,as the lyrics sings its goodbyes.unravel the mystery of bitterness,amidst the soft crimson tides of hate.crashing upon the shore of regret,the soft whispers that were left unsaid.keep your

Charlzeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10502994091434235324noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6111508.post-14862057254442456902007-10-29T14:07:00.000+08:002007-10-29T14:31:18.772+08:00

im stuck at home. bored my nuts off.

Charlzeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10502994091434235324noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6111508.post-79532580398209994092007-10-28T22:23:00.000+08:002007-10-28T22:29:37.590+08:00

Home Improvement.here are a few simple solution to all the people out there who have weird siblings.1) gas them in their sleep2) poison their food3) slit their throatsfor non homicidal methods,1) ..can't find any for the moment. let me know if you do.

Charlzeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10502994091434235324noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6111508.post-14311538021955939152007-10-28T09:46:00.000+08:002007-10-28T09:49:28.727+08:00

I've been a real asshole and God should just strike me down and kill me. Cos one thing for sure, i deserve no love nor sympathy in this world.

Charlzeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10502994091434235324noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6111508.post-72315324011366441862007-10-27T16:33:00.000+08:002007-10-27T16:52:09.806+08:00

Motorycycle.(tune of breaking free-highschool musical) We're Soaring!! Riding!there's not a road in singapore we won't speed.if you're weary, then please slow down..you know the traffic police,will catch you and give you demerit points,so slowly close the throttle. and use the engine break.but your gears it just won't change, i still want to speeedWE'RE SPEEDING NOW!!we're Soaring!! Riding!!

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The Call." Are you absolutely sure about this "" yes "" no regrets? "" nope "i took a long deep breath.we laughed a little. agreed that we'll both still be friends. made a few dirty jokes. and that was the end. it was a fantastic time and we both learnt a lot from each other. i guess everyone does. but like a very wise man once said to me, (a.k.a Godpa)" if its yours, its yours lah." im very

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Asia-Pacific NewsSingapore minister urges public not to give money to beggarsOct 23, 2007, 12:44 GMT A minister urged the public Tuesday to do their part in curtailing begging in Singapore by refraining from giving money to those pleading for funds. Describing begging as an 'anti-social and illegal act,' Minister of State for Community Development Yu-Foo Yee Shoon said complying with beggars'

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Its Not Always Rainbows And Butterfilesbut somtimes it is.Today was seriously one of the more emo days. and the funny thing was that it happened within a short time span of about ten minutes.being humans, we all crave for one basic thing. to love and to be loved in return. to be accepted. no one likes being the outcast. when that basic need is not fulfiled. people will try again again and when

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Cheating Scumbags.i was walking home today from pasir ris mrt station when i saw a small crowd gathering around a dog. quite a big stray infact. an indian woman was bending over him and feeding him come mcdonalds' chicken mcnuggets. watching him eat bit by bit. slowly waiting for him to finish then continue to eat another one.behind them, a duo consisting of a lady in her late 30s was singing

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Charles' (REALLY OLD) Friendly Sibling Solutionswhen my sister ( cally ) and i were pretty much younger, being in the same age group pretty much made us hang out together alot. one thing that i could never ever stand. was her and her annoying screeching i-think-im-so-cool sounds. usually it goes like.."OOOOEEEEIIIIIIIiiiii!!! WAHHHHH LAUUU EHHHH!!""CHARLESS NGGG!!!! "mind you, it actually last

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Hot And Steamy.i sat on the couch and turned the television on. it was a particulary lazy evening."sigh, no one to disturb"i thought to myself. not like last time when i had a house phone to prank call people.since the mood called for naughty behaviour i decided very much to let my mind wander far and wide. into hell's greatest temptations.after pondering for a moment or two. i decided to grab a

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