A week left of Civilian Life.

Skipped my Graduation Ceremony on Tuesday after much thought, Well it took me 20 minutes of thinking to change my mind really, decided not to go on Monday night.

Didn't see the point really. I graduated with a 2.5 GPA.... send me off in style with my mediocrity. I'm just bitter because after Graduation is Enlistment into the Army.

My last week of civilian life will be won't be a fun one. It's not fun to know that the following Tuesday will be my enlistment to the army and also to have people do their own stupid countdown on their damn facebook page to constantly remind me of my own.

Just when I have forgotten about it, I log into facebook and I see post like this....

"15 days to the end of my civilian life!"

"10 days till botak!"

"So fast! 14 days to Army."

Thanks for the constant reminder... I don't appreciate it at all. And it's always the enthusiastic malays who are posting that, my chinese friends never do this stupid countdown shit to remind me of a future imprisonment my free Physical Training or 14 days straight of P.E (confinement period, not sure if it's 14 days or 17 days though. Really hoping it's the former obviously) .... I have never enjoyed PE as a kid so my inner Primary and Secondary school kid isn't really screaming with joy at the top of my lungs.

Headed down to CMPB to hand in my Specialist Letter to the Medical Officers, and always get served by the very bitter army medic guys. Never smile, always look super bored and have the can't be fucked face. Understandable though, my face will probably look like that one day if I get into the medic. *fingers crossed* All the injections that I will inflicting on others and myself just makes me so excited, the new names I will be giving to the new styles of injection, it will be like the kamasutra of injections.

I got so nervous during the injection part of the check up on my first days there I actually started laughing at a joke the two medic were making among themselves. I didn't even know what the hell they were talking about, I just decided to giggle since they were giggling, the medic just looked at the nut-bag in front of him that was giggling for no reason and inserted the needle.

Since it was my 2nd time visiting, I was more aware of my surroundings and the first room I got into was straight into the room where everyone had to take their top off. I was able to keep mine on and maintain my dignity, and it was weird because I thought the place will stink a little since everyone had to take their clothes and shoes off, but it smelled really good, then I realize it was because at every side of the room ,except behind the counter, there were 2 automated air freshener so all in all there were 6 air fresheners constantly pumping out Glade or something... if you lighted a match the whole place will probably just explode.

So saw the Medical Officer, PES remained the same, kinda expected that so no disappointment there, I mean could've been worse, they could've upgraded me to A for skiving so much and failing all the time.

Took about an hour and my Mum was waiting for that whole hour which made me feel really bad, couldn't ask her to leave first because my phone had to be confiscated before entering. After that headed to Bukit Timah Shopping Center and bought myself 2 cups of bubble tea.

I have been really addicted to Bubble Tea lately, I have no idea why, it's not for the pearls I know that, can't be the caffeine because if it were for the caffeine I would be having a cuppa everyday. Forever it shall remain a mystery.

p/s. Just did a stupid countdown with my own blog post title. Now I don't appreciate myself reminding myself of my imminent imprisonment.

Virgin Trip to USS

Setting foot into USS (Universal Studios Singapore) yesterday was pretty surreal. I've always thought the only theme park Singapore will ever get will be Escape theme park, which truth to be told is pretty shit since all the rides there are for kids and even the adult rides don't really require much balls to sit to be honest, just a really good stomach.

I saw the giant Universal Studio ball that everyone seem to enjoy taking pictures with and for some reason there was a lot of steam coming out from the ball, but I wasn't really keen on taking picture with the ball because I wanna get into the theme park and ride the rides, and alsobecause there were so many people, a mixture of the already scorching sun and probably the warmth of a thousand sweating people makes for a really really smelly entrance.

So apparently yesterday was booked only for SPH workers and their family and my sister being an employee for SPH meant that her family was able to tag along.

I personally have no idea how crowded USS is suppose to get on a normal day, but as we entered the theme park, the whole place was just swarming with people who were raising their cameras above their head, probably trying to capture what I'm trying to describe here into a photo. It was nuts and I was really turned off by it obviously, for a introvert who enjoys staying at the confinement of his own home, that entrance was a nightmare.

Having discussed ahead of time, me and my sister decided to speed walk out way to the Battlestar Galatica Roller Coaster ride.

Best roller coaster ride I've ever taken, then again I've never really taken one as epic looking as this.

Took a few other rides after that, none as fun as this, although the Mummy ride was pretty fun, was very warm because there was a lot of fire going on in that dark confine space. Fire was literally shooting out from the ceiling at one point before it started pulling everyone backwards like a reverse coaster, that would have been a great time to vomit, especially if you are sitting in front, you don't get soiled by your vomit first of all, and secondly, its so dark no one will even know you have vomited, after a few years people will just think that smell is the smell of rotting mummy corpse. Genius. My train of thoughts is on a roll, that would have made a perfect punt but too lazy to think of one right now.

Going to theme parks makes me feel like a kid again, it's rides first and souvenirs later. I was a moron though because I kept riding and riding till all the stores closed and all I got was the WTF shirt from the Battlestar Galatica store, the one Natalie Tran wears on her videos, Size S. Female

I will probably go there again after I've served for my country. No idea what crime my country did but alright, I will serve since I'm getting paid for it and it's free Physical Training, which I need terribly. Forgive me Father for I have sinned, it's been a week since my last run.

Now I really wanna ride this....

And then I wanna ride on this person's back...

Failed Attempt at Downgrading

In order to not jinx what I hope would be a successful method of getting downgraded for my army PES status, I decided to go visit a skin specialist without telling any of my friends about it.

I have eczema on my right pinky which looks horrible when it starts to shed its skin and I thought that would be a great illness to use against the Army. I just need to show them the finger and I can get excused from any physical activities to prevent the skin condition from worsening, well that was what I thought.

So a few weeks ago I decided to head to the Polyclinic to get a reference letter to see a skin specialist, and the only reason a person will visit the polyclinic is to either get a MC for their "headache" or get a reference letter to see a specialist so they can get a discount, and people who are suffering from "headache" are swarming the place along with a bunch of old people there with serious leg injuries or potential dementia to get a specialist letter, a swarm of people meant a long queue.

It took 2 hours before my turn finally came, the 2 hours were spend playing my iPod Touch games and listening the Yogscast (which is an awesome british podcast by 2 gamers). Saw the doctor for 10 minutes to get a letter and a medical cream which I didn't bother to use, when you are using your eczema as an excuse to downgrade your PES status, you don't want it to get better.

2 hours wait for a 10 minutes consultation with the doctor, I deserve the specialist letter for waiting for long, the dedication to "keng" is strong. So a few days later I got to see the specialist and the skin clinic was really empty because there wasn't anyone who was pretending they were ill, only people who exaggerated their illness, people like me.

Like 15 minutes after I reached the place I got to see the doctor. She took a look at my finger and asked me what was wrong, told her I was having eczema and it hurts and all the things that happens once a fortnight.

"My finger gets really tender and sensitive" <- Happens like once every few days.

"It starts to bleed and its really hard to do a lot of things" <- Happened like 3 to 4 times

And then...

"I think its starting to affect my other fingers." <- True, the fourth finger on my right hand was flaking. If my pinky eczema condition was akin to having a skin snowstorm, then my other fingers would probably be like the beginning of winter, just slight snowing, not very obvious.

I mean I wasn't lying, I told the truth, I just didn't elaborated on them.

She then told me she will prescribe steroid cream for me and that was it. I didn't wait 2 hours in the Polyclinic just to see a specialist that would give me the same cream, one that's slightly stronger, the polyclinic doctor prescribed. So I decided to asked her to write me a specialist letter, to which she replied...

"It's not that serious, you won't be able to get downgraded from this small problem, I can write what we did today but that's all."

That very day, she crumbled my entire world. She was my only hope in getting downgraded and she had to tell me it was not possible, tried to tell her the gravity of the situation, that I have been on medication for a year and its not really helping, all she could do was give me a review a month later to see how bad the skin will get after.

Obviously its not going to make a difference, so I have been applying the medication and to my dismay it proves to be effective. F*ck.

Just gonna go for the review a month later for fun, probably won't make any difference but gonna try again.

Nom! Nom! Nom!

As the holiday passes quickly and my enlistment date dawns closer, I turn to baking in this time of sadness and stress. To be send to "serve a sentence" for being born a male in this country is, ,as the government put it, a duty or a rite of passage. That sounds ridiculous, the one thing that the guys will be lacking will be patriotism thats for sure.

The last 2 days I've been trying my hand at making Cinnamon Rolls and Cupcakes. Cupcakes can be made by anyone so I'm not going to talk about it. Cinnamon roll on the other hand was my virgin attemmpt.

It was the first time I made bread dough and I thought the yeast would be living critters that would move about as you pour them out of their little sachet, turns out they don't because what you throw inside your dough mixture is more like sea monkeys, they are there doing their work but you can't really see them. Well the one I used was dry yeast so it was probably rotting corpse.

The dough actually rose after an hour, now if you will excuse me, I'm gonna pat my back for the 230th time for a job well done.

Normally when bakers make cinnamon rolls, they roll out the dough, spread butter all over the surface of the dough before introducing an onslaught of brown sugar and cinnamon powder. Well I did different, I mixed the butter and brown sugar with a sprinkle of cinnamon because thats what the recipe asked for.

Cinnamon Mixture

• 42g Unsalted Butter at room temperature
  





• 100g Brown Sugar
  





• 1/2 Tablespoon Cinnamon Powder
  

Unless you are only planning to make Cinnamon Rolls with a hint of Cinnamon, never ever only use 1/2 a tablespoon of Cinnamon Powder, I actually put in 1 tablespoon because the mixture I had didn't look brown enough and I thought that was cinnamon overkill, turns out it wasn't.

I couldn't tell because the smell of the powder was so overbearing, I never understand people who say butter spells amazing, it does smell good in bread like croissants but by itself it just smells like a yellow chunk of solidified sweat and it's so pungent the whole thing has become yellow.

After rolling out the dough, I proceeded to spread the butter sugar cinnamon mixture on the dough very skeptically because something that smells like sweat can't come out smelling or tasting great. And I also spread it a little too thick, so when I rolled and cut the cinnamon rolls there was this thick layer of butter mixture that was sitting between the rolled dough pieces.

Lo and behold, it came out looking like this.

It actually doesn't look like cinnamon rolls, much less taste like it. It was more like glazed bread. So the people should probably renam their recipe to caramel glazed bread. It's good but it wasn't the end result I wanted. Well you can't always get what you want, thats why my macarons keep failing.

Note to self. Use Muscovado Brown Sugar next time and be generous with cinnamon powder, very generous.

The font's looking different because I just copied this entire chunk of text from my Tumblr post creation page. Apparently you can't type an entire chapter out in Tumblr because after that you get auto signed out, thats why tumblr users are only able to repost pictures and write short phrases.

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I have not move.

Digression

I've just decided to get a mistress blog to fill this void in my life.

Haven't even got used to Tumblr yet and it's already giving me problems. Apparently you can't take too long to write a post in Tumblr because after a few minutes it signs you out without you knowing.

I got stuck at the "Post" page when I tried to publish my post.

The little loading circle just kept spinning and spinning.

Proper Update.

Not having any school really does something to a person's body clock, I use to live in a GMT +8 body clock, but at this point I'm pretty sure I've just went to... too lazy to calculate.

Not only am I sleeping at 3 am every night and waking up at 12.30 pm every day, at this point in time I can't even remember what day it's suppose to be today because I've been staying at home since school ended all day. I would be a healthier version of a basement dweller I suppose since I dwell in a corner near the window where I can actually get some sunlight once in a while to photosynthesis.

I might probably go out one day just for the sake of going out because after a while its just really sad and the background music in my head just gets really really depressing. Plus I am really wanting to drink me some KOI Bubble Tea. I never understand how people can't taste the difference between KOI and a random Bubble Tea store.

"Hmmm... no difference what? So disappointing, queue so long but the tea not up to my standard."

Obviously it's not "up to standard" when what you had in mind was a cocaine laced bubble tea drink with super delicious pearls that have a soft centered filling of awesomeness. But than again everyone is entitled to their own opinion, even if that opinion isn't right.... and by right I mean whatever I think is right. Kthxbye

I've actually decided to remove the rant I made yesterday about someone I met online because writing that just made me realize how much I need to get my ass out of my house. The moment you start thinking your online buddies are real life friends, its time to ask your Mum to grab the broom to chase you out of the house to get a life.

My 21st Birthday happened 5 days ago and unlike everyone out there who take their 21st Birthday "really seriously", I stayed at home and ate this delicious durian cake my Mum bought as my birthday cake... It was f*cking delicious... Angie's Choice is like the KOI of cake shops in Singapore.

But if I were to have a 21st Birthday Party, it's gonna be the most self centered, most obnoxious 21st Birthday Party ever.

And the theme shall be~

"Me.! Me.! Me.!"

Screw You. It's all about me today."

It's good to be honest. People will have to dress according to me. If I want you to dress as a bunny, you had better come in a hopping to my house in a bunny costume.

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Someone's been watching too many Super Sweet 16....

I get why she's pissed about it... when I am about to get a new car for my birthday, I want to show it off to EVERYONE in my party... not just my close friends, Spoiled Attention Seeking Brats should deserve all the Attention they want.

Argirly

The past few weeks have been spend playing Aion. I don't even feel good telling people about it anymore...

School ended like 3 weeks ago, I think, and during that period of time I have done absolutely nothing useful , I mean animals are still facing extinction, the sea waters are still getting polluted by oils spills and my macaron making techniques are still not on par with Pierre Herme.

So I was shown my graduation picture ahead of time... like before it will be published in the graduation book and shared with the entire world because I have a friend who was doing the photos, and I was horrified at the picture... like the majority of people in my class when they saw my picture their own pictures. It wasn't pretty at all.