Monday, June 05, 2006
what goes down, must come up. sometimes. hoefully.if u pray hard enuff....
timo- hu here didn't manage 2 sleep last night?
[raises hand]
teck boon- y cannot sleep?
[in unison]
me- how i noe?
timo- how i noe?
me- ji bye...
timo-basket...
me-kop my line...
timo-copycat...
well... 2dae was the big day. the shooting comp. started out easily enuff, metat sch bright and early, when it was still dark, found chun kang was the first guy dere, sat down 2 change, the usual shit...
shared a bus with tkss, not sure if jmin would be in her sch's shooting team... didn't relli matter anyway...we got 2 HTA, and took a gr8 big trek around the damn compound, which, i ltr found, caused devestation 2 the hem of my pants.... we had 2 queue 2 go in, but cos mr koh didn't wanna tire us out, he let us do shifts of 2 ppl each. waaah... so kind... haha.
when we did get into the shooting range, relli bad shit started happening. the first set of 6 rounds, in 15 secs, was damn slow. i ended up not firing 2 shots. damn!!!! fuck!!!! grr... and ltr on, i somehow managed 2 fire faster than everyone else, resulting in very spread out shots. which sux. bad.
switched targets 2 the traditional bullseye or NRA target. the first 6 rounds went more or less alright. but then, during the next 6 rounds, 2 words wasted like, 10 seconds of my goddamn time. gun. jam. took me 1 sec 2 experience the problem, 1 sec 2 identify the problem, and 1 more second 2 hand it 2 te officer, who proceeded 2 waste a further 7 seconds of my time, rectifyign the problem. but, being my calm self, i rapid-fired my last 6 rounds, 2 god-knows-where. shit man...
ok, up till this point, things looked pretty grim. then, when it came 2 the marking room, a black sticker fell off on of the holes in the bullseye on my NRA. i told the CI, and he said juz bring it 2 the officer and let him decide. fine. brought it 2 the officer, this was the convo
me- err, sir. that bullseye is not mine.
sir-relli? [glances at me, loks at my marksman badge, looks back at the paper] i dun tink so leh...
me- sir, it's relli not mine.
sir- it's not marked wad, aiyah, the idiot b4 u didn't mark it, so nvm lah. u want it ornot?
me- sir, up 2 u leh. u want 2 give, i dun mind. haha.
sir- aiyah, nvm lah. [ticks hole] ok, u can zao liao.
me- wah! thx, ah sir.
so i guess it's kinda a lucky break fer me. managed 2 get a respectable score, hopefully enuff 2 propel my team into the top 10 lah. haiz... i guess dat's it bah. i guess things do look up... (:
[raises hand]
teck boon- y cannot sleep?
[in unison]
me- how i noe?
timo- how i noe?
me- ji bye...
timo-basket...
me-kop my line...
timo-copycat...
well... 2dae was the big day. the shooting comp. started out easily enuff, metat sch bright and early, when it was still dark, found chun kang was the first guy dere, sat down 2 change, the usual shit...
shared a bus with tkss, not sure if jmin would be in her sch's shooting team... didn't relli matter anyway...we got 2 HTA, and took a gr8 big trek around the damn compound, which, i ltr found, caused devestation 2 the hem of my pants.... we had 2 queue 2 go in, but cos mr koh didn't wanna tire us out, he let us do shifts of 2 ppl each. waaah... so kind... haha.
when we did get into the shooting range, relli bad shit started happening. the first set of 6 rounds, in 15 secs, was damn slow. i ended up not firing 2 shots. damn!!!! fuck!!!! grr... and ltr on, i somehow managed 2 fire faster than everyone else, resulting in very spread out shots. which sux. bad.
switched targets 2 the traditional bullseye or NRA target. the first 6 rounds went more or less alright. but then, during the next 6 rounds, 2 words wasted like, 10 seconds of my goddamn time. gun. jam. took me 1 sec 2 experience the problem, 1 sec 2 identify the problem, and 1 more second 2 hand it 2 te officer, who proceeded 2 waste a further 7 seconds of my time, rectifyign the problem. but, being my calm self, i rapid-fired my last 6 rounds, 2 god-knows-where. shit man...
ok, up till this point, things looked pretty grim. then, when it came 2 the marking room, a black sticker fell off on of the holes in the bullseye on my NRA. i told the CI, and he said juz bring it 2 the officer and let him decide. fine. brought it 2 the officer, this was the convo
me- err, sir. that bullseye is not mine.
sir-relli? [glances at me, loks at my marksman badge, looks back at the paper] i dun tink so leh...
me- sir, it's relli not mine.
sir- it's not marked wad, aiyah, the idiot b4 u didn't mark it, so nvm lah. u want it ornot?
me- sir, up 2 u leh. u want 2 give, i dun mind. haha.
sir- aiyah, nvm lah. [ticks hole] ok, u can zao liao.
me- wah! thx, ah sir.
so i guess it's kinda a lucky break fer me. managed 2 get a respectable score, hopefully enuff 2 propel my team into the top 10 lah. haiz... i guess dat's it bah. i guess things do look up... (:
the secret to life is to enjoy the pleasure of being terribly, terribly, deceived.-oscar wilde5:26 AM
0 but WHY am I here?
0 but WHY am I here?