ive been fucked!

well, the title above is to do with my army posting.

but lets digress for a while.

a friend of mine called me up today to well, air his grouses. i guess he has a valid point and im glad we sorted things out. i do hope he's doing well and doing what he wants to do. i guess its not easy to hear unpleasant things about something which you truly love so much but you cant have everything in life i guess.if i offended you then im really sorry but i believe i was expressing my emotions and how the impression of the incident was applied upon myself. my reality is not the same as yours, obviously and i write this merely for myself, not as a reflection of you or your company.

so now thats settled lets move on to the larger issue, which is the army.

i have been nicely posted to BMTC 2 (basic military training centre 2) at 12.45pm on 8th January 2005.

this is bad. cos i have less time to slack away (i had hoped for an april posting) and also cos i will be spending my birthday in an army camp (9th jan)
coupled with the fact that tekong is one of the elast savoury places in Singapore and the fact that i dunt particularly want to meet other adolescant half males or macho-wannabes THAT soon, it pretty much made my day today when i found out the news from my parents.

(They allow 5 tickets for family members to Send You Off)

i never really understood the significance of sending your kid off to NS. i mean, youre gonna see him in 2 weeks time anyway, whats the big deal? i feel like a caged animal, being hauled away in a 3 tonner while my relatives smile an go "look at him! hes gonna be a man now!" yea, if sharing your private space with a few retards means youre gonna be a man then i guess army is one big Adventure! well, at least ill be tolerant. just hope no one has body odour.

i mean, theres much too much importance dedicated to such sending off ceremonies. its like suddenly, you seem to transform and rocket into another stratosphere of your life. category switched from school-going adolescant into low-life army half man-boy.

anyway, the next reason why im fucked is cos i bet on the wrong team.

now, i am , i was, a virgin bettor. at least till yesterday. i decided to try betting on football, a la Singapore Pools cos well, making more money is always good, especially if your allowance doesnt cover your lifestyle expenses. so off i went to the singapore pools outlet near my school in Dover.

upon entering the shop, i surveyed the interior with a cool eye, then directed my attention to the screen above showing the various odds and teams. trying my very best to look professional in my acjc canoeing tanktop, i saw that Fenerbahce vs Lyon appeared to have great odds of 4.65 for -1.5 goals(fenerbahce). thinking "wow! shit! are they kidding? lyon will never plump 2 past fenerbahce at home!", i went to the counter and said "champions league, fenerbahce, minus 1.5 goals"

the net effect was the woman looking at me as if i was an idiot and saying something in mandarin.

so i took a look around, and i discovered, horror of horrors, everyone was holding a betting slip with the exception of yours truly.

so thats how you place a bet. i went over and shaded in the nice circles and plunked 10 dollars, figuring ive just made 46.50 thank you very much.

i met my friend outside the shop. "hey, theyre offering fenerbahce minus 1.5 goals. why dont u bet sure win one. lyon will never score 2 goals plus."

my friend: "huh? -1.5 goals means fenerbahce has to beat lyon by 2 goals."

me:"ohoho. really?"
me thinking: "nahbei cheebye"

well, at least i can say i contributed to charity. for those not in the know, singapore pools is linked to the community chest! so do your part for society now and place your bets at the nearest local betting store!

meanwhile, the match is tonight. im a fenerbahce fan! you should be too!
we're playing at home and boy are we gonna plunk 2 past Lyon; those french wussies wont know what hit em.