Military Training in Rockhampton
For the past three weeks, I have been in Rockhampton, Australia, on a military exercise. The weather there has been cold at night and scorching in the day; and the level of humidity is extremely low. These are some highlights and low downs of my experiences there: (1) Outfield exercise involved breathtaking scenery by the lake and atop the knoll, (2) The canteen staff was friendly, especially Eilish, (3) I had a flirty conversation with a travelling stripper at the strip club, (4) My money was stolen by some fucker in the military camp, (5) I could not tolerate the utter disrespect of some of my platoon-mates and (6) The garlic chicken balls in the canteen was awesome. Because I hadn’t brought entertainment devices to Australia, I spent my lull time...
The Meaning Of Patong
On my numerous trips overseas, I have always felt terrible to return to Singapore (the place I ought to call home). I am suffering from traveler blues. When you meet someone special at an unfamiliar and frightening setting, the place transforms and becomes less threatening. Emotional connection and gestures make words unnecessary. I miss Patong and the meaning it holds to me. I miss what I have left there. Maybe I am just being me, and am thinking excessively about what happened. It has only been 4 nights there (including the extra night from missing the flight). I don’t know. I am a fool. Tirak tohar phom dai mai? Phom kid tung khun.
Gate Closed: One More Night In Patong
“I think we are going to miss our flight back to Singapore.” said I to Mandy, though still holding on to hope that somehow the heavy traffic and bad weather would ease. Fifty minutes later, we were still nowhere near Phuket International Airport and the airplane was scheduled to depart in 45 minutes. We reached the airport too late and missed our flight back to Singapore. “Logen, I don’t know whether to laugh or cry.” Mandy remarked at our situation in disbelief. I responded by laughing, “No point crying, just laugh and think about our next course of action.” After numerous failed attempts to book new flights with our mobile internet, Mandy’s parents managed to book us a morning flight back. We left our bulky baggage...
Mother Maiden And Faster
Within Temptation is awesome. Playing on the dark myths and legends to create a gothic short film. Enough said. Watch it if you haven’t already. Logen L.
Gong Xi Fa Cai At Zouk, Phuture and Nana
Last year, I missed clubbing on Christmas day. This year, I missed clubbing on New Year’s Eve. But! the partying at Zouk this Chinese New Year more than makes up for whatever I missed. After an uneventful visit to my grandmother’s place (where my family traditionally gathered on Lunar New Year), I contacted some of my clubbing buddies. With many dismal responses, I was almost sure that my night would be quiet. Yet, at the last few hours, I managed to gather with Mandy and the twins (with their family and friends) at Zouk. If you do not already know, I do not usually go to Zouk and Phuture as I dislike the place. Too crowded and average music. However, this time was different. Mandy and I broke off from the group at Phuture for a while and headed to...
Lethargy For Five Reasons
I don’t have much to say. I feel lethargic for five reasons: (1) I had field camp, which involved bashing through thick vegetation and running up and down slope. (2) I slept for less than 3 hours during which because of some silly fucker playing hokkien music loud enough to be heard from the vegetation at midnight (3) I attended Zhi Wei’s birthday gathering overnight after booking out from camp after the field camp (4) During the gathering, we were playing a drinking game and I downed many shots (I hadn’t touched alcohol for some time). (5) I took a 3 hour nap and woke up with a splitting headache. I want to sleep. I need to buy clothes for the Lunar New Year. I feel like clubbing. I want a holiday. And I need to pay my library fines. And...
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