Sunday, January 16, 2005 .

the final countdown


on days when i wake up in the wee hours and reluctantly get my ass off the bed and on with the day, i can't help but wonder what has kept me going and what will continue to drive me on.


someone told me that when people talk about NS in Australia, the Aussie guys keep quiet and listen, while the Malaysians laugh at the fact that some sorry asses have to serve this bond when they don't have to.


i just wished so hard that i could kick their arrogant asses.


that's so besides the point.






for those who are unfamiliar, you'd be happy (for me) to know that i'll be commissioned come Sunday, 23 Jan.
i'm looking forward.


this marks the end of a long journey that leads to a longer journey ahead.
still, it is something i'd like to celebrate.
how? i dont know.
i dont know very much these days.


see, what i think i wanted to say was that, on Friday, 29 Jan 2005, Clement Tan here turns 21.
it's significant.
im not entirely excited.
happy, yes. exhilarated, no.
i know i need to plan something reasonably big or memorable to mark my 21years of service (or dis-service) to mankind, otherwise i'd live to regret.
fact is, i really dont know what to do.
not a clue.
i vaguely know who to invite should i decide on what to do.
that's it.
that's all i have.


how sad is that? (rhetoric)


the biggest present someone could get me this birthday would simply be to tell me what to do with this one significant day of my life thus far.


im not hinting that you should help me think of what to do.
im asking for you to help me think of what to do.
somebody save me from my indecision.
i implore you, do me this tsunami of a favour.



screaming infidelity at 6:16 PM

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BOO!!
BOO!!

Clement Tan
29/01/1984

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