Crazy people don't know they're crazy. And I'm perfectly fine.

This blog was created out of complete boredom and psychosis. According to the School Sargeant Major (SSM) of the Officer Cadet School of the Singapore Armed Forces, 'psychosis' is characterized by 'a sudden rush of shit to the brain'. My Assistant-Wing Sargeant Major, however, calls it 'shitalitis'. Both describe the same thing.

Sunday, May 28, 2006

Words of Wisdom @ Green Fairways

So. Last week. Gayboy Ben, Steph and myself decided to hit up the range. Um. And that was the start of our addiction. Well.... not exactly. We actually went to this Transview Golf place at Dover to play. And met this random guy called ... (shitiforgethisname). Anyways it was funny. Cos i'd hit a bad shot and just yell out "MOTHERF*CKER!!!!"..... =)

Now back to the range thing. We go to Bishan range on Friday. Mats lousy = bad shots. That was for Ben. Steph's hitting sick shots. I'm uh.... crushing the ball to the end of the range. Then I introduce range games.

Pick a target.
Each take a shot.
Closest person gets 1 point.
Lowest points buys the teh-ping at the end.

And earlier tonight, after work (ON A F*CKING SUNDAY), we end up going to Green Fairways. Not a bad place. Although it's mad far from Eng Neo Ave, where it's "supposed" to be situated. It's like driving on a long dark windy road to hell. Or maybe the Bt.Timah range, if any of you have been there. So anyways, we go there. And we're sniping balls all the flags, etc etc. 90 balls later, Steph says he needs more. A D D I C T .

We meet this guy hitting next to us, by the name of 'J'. And he's giving us tips, which helps Ben snipe the ball through uh.... the flags. Some words of wisdom from that 47 year old man:

G O L F. Game Of Less Force.


"Practise a bad habit and you'll perfect a mistake."

Btw, the tip-of-the-tongue phenomenon is now termed "A Pisang Bomb Moment." Because the other day, we were having goreng pisang, and I asked Steph wtf the ball w/bananas inside was called. And we thought long and hard for about TWO WHOLE DAYS before it finally came. I'm still doubtful that it's called Pisang Bomb. I need to call MWO Amar Singh to verify. But if anyone knows, please enlighten me.


Lastly, I'd like to say that I'm thankful for friends like Gayboy and Steph. I think it's good that the Spartan Regime was a long and tough one. Otherwise nobody would've bonded. And it's honestly, seriously, fucking awesome that we're hanging out after ORD and still having so much fun. Although it's not exactly cheap or uncostly, but hey, it's fun. Good way to de-stress and enjoy the summer.

YEA MUTHAF*CKAZ!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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