Oh man, this is really tiring for me...
My block leave after BMT was seriously wasted.
It's has been two weeks since I've been frantically fixing my friend's computer.
First screw up
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His computer could not boot up, not even the Power On Self Test... so I wagered that it was a problem with his memory, or his video card. I eventually found out it was the memory.
Took out three chips, two are PC100 double sided, 128MB each, one was PC133, single-sided 64mb.
Of all three, I choose the great 128MB Kingston SDRAM.
And it worked!!! Everthing was okay and then I dillied-dallied with his computer for a bit, before he took it back home.
And then he called me from home to say that...
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Second Screw Up
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His operating system crashed.
"$*%&$*^(#$(*$%(," I thought. Just how did it crash? Was it the movement that caused it to not work?
So I went to his home, and tried to revive it back to life. All I had was a Win98SE boot disk, two HUGE 80GB Seagate Hard Disk Drives, using the NTFS File System. And with a LOT of scattered bad sectors, it was a real chore testing the disk intergrity during FDisk, and a real waste of time when the Fomatting attempted to recover the bad sectors. Boy, the formatting program is a REAL turtle. Just why won't the utility skip the bad sectors?
In the end, I brought one Hard Disk Drive home. Cleanly Install it with an operating system should work...
Haha... to think how stupid I am... I thought it was easy when I used my OS to format and partition the HDD, but to install the OS on the formatted HDD when my own HDD is connected to the computer.
My friend's HDD was finally working again, and I detached the HDD and brought it to my friend's home with much anticipation. Until I realised...
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Third Screw Up
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The operating system cannot boot when attached to my friend's computer. After an analysis of the problem, I found out that the boot data is on my HDD, even though the OS are installed on different HDDs.
And I spend the sleepless night trying to get his computer to boot again....
It was all in vain. I left in the wee hours of the morning, and reached my home. I turned the door handle only to see....
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Fourth Screw Up
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I was locked out. Parents, sister was asleep, brother was out at chalet. Not wanting to awaken my father and his wrath (he hates insufficient sleep) through ringing the door bell, or calling home, I wandered a while... and did some thinking...
With four hours left before I needed to leave home for the movie marathon, I formated the HDD through my OS (again), made two partitions and installed two operating systems, WIN98 SE and then Win XP Pro over it. haha... everything was perfect, except for the fact that I had to forsake my first movie, "National Treasure", and treated my sister to the movie because the ticket was already booked.
The boot data is finally in his HDD, and I installed two OS to allow any fallback.
I swear, everything worked, and I was quickly installing the patches, programs and such... with two hours left on my watch.
Then my friend asked me to install the second SDRAM chip to increase his computer memory.
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Fifth Screw Up
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Yeah, another one here..... the added SDRAM, unluckily, corruptted my Windows XP. The damage was irreversible, and i could really see my friend getting really pissed at the computer cock ups...
I thought about loading Win98SE instead of XP Pro (Two OS remember?), but... WIN98SE could not load. The different File Systems for the paritions I created, namely FAT32 for WIN98SE, and NTFS for WIN XP Pro, was the final blow.
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Sixth Screw Up
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But that was not it... I was really late for the movie : Blade Trinity, and left my home at 2.30pm after a quick shower and change of clothes.
Took a Transcab taxi, and got a little taste of something to calm my nerves called... TV Mobile. The ride was very eventful, the taxi driver talked quite a bit, mantaining a constant speed of 60km/h. I guess, safety is first on her mind in the rainy weather, but I swear man, the whole ride seemed like a circus show in the middle of a very very long jam in the city area...
My late became very late, and I reached Plaza Singapura's Cinema in time to...
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Seventh Screw Up
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Screw Up Again. Late for my movie, the action was already starting, and I had to get the attention and irritation of the upper half of the hall to get into my seat...
On top of that, my head felt heavy all the while from lack of sleep. Everytime I bend down, my head feels like it's anchoring to the ground and won't get up. I looked real bADDd for the occasion on that day...
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Argh.... my faults are really getting the better of me. Tardiness, the always wonderful ability to cock up, and the present procastination to rectify it...
Must "admit it, learn from it, and never do it again..."
Thanks for the quote man...
Sunday, December 12, 2004
Saturday, December 11, 2004
And the posting arrives.
SAF BMTC ePosting Order
NRIC: S8421616Z Name: ZENG ZITING
Comd SAF BMTC congratulates you for your successful completion of the BMT.
Your Posting Order is listed below:
1. You are posted to HQ ARMOUR.
2. Your vocation is DRIVER.
3. Your are to report to: Sungei Gedong Camp, BLK 252, RM #02-21.
Reporting Date/Time: 13/12/2004 at 0800 hrs.
Person to report to: Chief Clerk
Contact Number: 66686237
You are required to report in smart no.4 uniform (PES E recruits to be in No 3 uniform), except for those assigned to Police Force.
4. Special Instruction:
You are not required to bring along the SAF issued items given during BMT, except for PT Kit. Check with your unit whether you are required to stay in.
I guess, I got my wish of being a driver, getting a free license, and if not, good and free, needed experience in manoeuvring a vehicle.
Just hope I won't kanna Dentention Barracks as easily as they say...
VRROOOOM VRRRRRROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOMMMMMMMMMM!!!!!!!!!!!!!
NRIC: S8421616Z Name: ZENG ZITING
Comd SAF BMTC congratulates you for your successful completion of the BMT.
Your Posting Order is listed below:
1. You are posted to HQ ARMOUR.
2. Your vocation is DRIVER.
3. Your are to report to: Sungei Gedong Camp, BLK 252, RM #02-21.
Reporting Date/Time: 13/12/2004 at 0800 hrs.
Person to report to: Chief Clerk
Contact Number: 66686237
You are required to report in smart no.4 uniform (PES E recruits to be in No 3 uniform), except for those assigned to Police Force.
4. Special Instruction:
You are not required to bring along the SAF issued items given during BMT, except for PT Kit. Check with your unit whether you are required to stay in.
I guess, I got my wish of being a driver, getting a free license, and if not, good and free, needed experience in manoeuvring a vehicle.
Just hope I won't kanna Dentention Barracks as easily as they say...
VRROOOOM VRRRRRROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOMMMMMMMMMM!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Friday, December 10, 2004
Bachelor Zeng Ziting
bach·e·lor (b
ch
-lr, bchlr)
n.
Question was asked.
Question was anwered.
Talked quite a lot, religions, and such. Would loved to write it all here, but heck, I promised her it would be a secret.
I finally left my burden behind, since my poly years. I guess, I settled it once and for all. All these confusions, all these troubles and misconceptions, all the words, all the confessions.
All talked over a McDonald's Meal, and all of it boiled down to these two.
Still Friends. Nicole and Ziting. World Peace.
Zeng Ziting, Single, Free Thinker, Lonely, Going to be Flirtatious, and At Large.
Till next time...
ch-lr, bchlr)
n.
- An unmarried man.
Question was asked.
Question was anwered.
Talked quite a lot, religions, and such. Would loved to write it all here, but heck, I promised her it would be a secret.
I finally left my burden behind, since my poly years. I guess, I settled it once and for all. All these confusions, all these troubles and misconceptions, all the words, all the confessions.
All talked over a McDonald's Meal, and all of it boiled down to these two.
Still Friends. Nicole and Ziting. World Peace.
Zeng Ziting, Single, Free Thinker, Lonely, Going to be Flirtatious, and At Large.
Till next time...
Thursday, December 09, 2004
What drives you?
I have been a real hunchback, looking at the ground for quite a while. Not able to play my favourite sport, uncertain of my future... all that crap.
Had a meeting with the Disc Knights at Subway. Key players are troubled by NS commitments, and passions aflame, and other stuff. Plans under discussion, plans under way.
That's not the main thing I am thinking to myself. It seems that after a few months of inactivity, I have been thinking to myself, how weird I felt when I return to watch a game of pick up during the Deepavali week, only tossing disc around, unable to run due to doctor's advice, unable to play Ultimate.
Then came Hari Raya Puasa, the Sunday, where the guys and gals were having their League. Keeks came up to me (or the other way round, i forgot), to hand me the fees from teaching the primary kids during the one day event at Marina, and teaching Tajong Katong ladies during the weeks before I enlisted in Aug.
It just felt... so strange. Maybe Keeks has this stern face which is freaking me out, but I really dunno. Maybe it's the whole "you guys can play, i can't play but watch" atmosphere.
Then the passion for Ultimate. I guess I have been playing Ultimate for quite a while, and still enjoying it, but how committed am I?
Am I the kind of guy who comes for team trainings, or the one for leisurely pickups?
I'm someone who is up for anything. The feeling of being in Disc Knights, from its inception, its development, injecting of new blood, promoting of the sport through Beach Pickups every saturday in Sentosa, winning league games, losing league games (touch wood) cannot be described in words alone.
But I do have other commitments. I love my family, and it's always good to attend a family dinner on the only feasible Saturday evening (Only less than two days to spend life as civilian sia). Love is another thing. I guess Ultimate is next.
And my friend asked me, "What drives you?"
I still can't find the answer to that. All I know is that I'll play Ultimate, no matter what, as long I'm with a loving family, and a loving partner.
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P.S.: Very mushy sia... yuck...
Had a meeting with the Disc Knights at Subway. Key players are troubled by NS commitments, and passions aflame, and other stuff. Plans under discussion, plans under way.
That's not the main thing I am thinking to myself. It seems that after a few months of inactivity, I have been thinking to myself, how weird I felt when I return to watch a game of pick up during the Deepavali week, only tossing disc around, unable to run due to doctor's advice, unable to play Ultimate.
Then came Hari Raya Puasa, the Sunday, where the guys and gals were having their League. Keeks came up to me (or the other way round, i forgot), to hand me the fees from teaching the primary kids during the one day event at Marina, and teaching Tajong Katong ladies during the weeks before I enlisted in Aug.
It just felt... so strange. Maybe Keeks has this stern face which is freaking me out, but I really dunno. Maybe it's the whole "you guys can play, i can't play but watch" atmosphere.
Then the passion for Ultimate. I guess I have been playing Ultimate for quite a while, and still enjoying it, but how committed am I?
Am I the kind of guy who comes for team trainings, or the one for leisurely pickups?
I'm someone who is up for anything. The feeling of being in Disc Knights, from its inception, its development, injecting of new blood, promoting of the sport through Beach Pickups every saturday in Sentosa, winning league games, losing league games (touch wood) cannot be described in words alone.
But I do have other commitments. I love my family, and it's always good to attend a family dinner on the only feasible Saturday evening (Only less than two days to spend life as civilian sia). Love is another thing. I guess Ultimate is next.
And my friend asked me, "What drives you?"
I still can't find the answer to that. All I know is that I'll play Ultimate, no matter what, as long I'm with a loving family, and a loving partner.
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P.S.: Very mushy sia... yuck...
Big Day For Me Today...
Well, call it a date or something? Yeah, I'm meeting up with someone I deem special. It might seem like a normal lunch to her or a face-to-face meeting to get me into financial planning (her current career), but I guess I'll pop the question to her.
I have nothing to lose. Who knows, the answer might be something unexpected. But Ziting doesn't keep his hope too high... sort of knowing what could happen, yeah.
Been thinking only of her for too long... but I can't let it be a one sided loved all this time.
I'm out of here...
I have nothing to lose. Who knows, the answer might be something unexpected. But Ziting doesn't keep his hope too high... sort of knowing what could happen, yeah.
Been thinking only of her for too long... but I can't let it be a one sided loved all this time.
I'm out of here...
Wednesday, December 08, 2004
Recruit Life Changed Me, What Changed You?
Well, the 21st Obese Batch from Echo Company, BMTC School 1, just passed out from recruits to become privates, and including me too.
Welcome Private Zeng Ziting. It would have been great if my parents came and put the jockey cap on my head... hahaha...
A sure good way to break my heart...
Anyways, my operation has been postponed to 20th December. Can't really say that it's a situation of having no balls and such, but the real fact that I don't want to miss my week's worth of paid leave which I am enjoying now.
To enlighten you all further...
I was supposed to have the operation on 29/11/04, which was a Monday, but if I went for it then, I am automatically given two weeks of MC, which in turn:
1) Doesn't cancel away the week-long leave that has been deducted from my annual leave. In terms of Pte. Ziting's Kiasuism, is a very big loss.
2) Deprives me of getting out, enjoying a week long break I wanted after 16 weeks. Under military law, it is a crime for army personnel who is on MC and leaves home for no reason.
3) And to think how to go for that Platoon BBQ, watching National Treasure, watching Ultimate Pickups, eating @ Subway(whoops) if I had an MC now...
Ok, ain't I clever enough? But the world doesn't revolve around you Ziting... My intended date for the Op was on the 10th, which is a SG Soldier's payday, my E-Posting Day, deciding my NS fate for the next two years or so, and this coming friday.
The docs won't make it on the 10th so they delayed it to a monday, 20th December. Giving me an effective week to get comfortable at my new camp.
And of all things, I was interviewed by 3rd Guards to be a Guards Reconnaissance Biker. People around me have been saying about Guards, a unit that emits animosity towards Commandos, a 'light' version of Commandos, and of course very tough training short of becoming a Commando. Yeah, it's near to my wish of getting a driver's job as a vocation, but not like that...
Must skive... all the way. No point wasting my fucked up body for the Army. I swear man, the hype around Guards is making me think about reporting sick on the first day of reporting at the new unit.
Ok I think I'm getting out of topic, now back to.....
"Recruit Life has changed me, what changed you?"
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Well, this quote was somewhat adapted from someone's MSN Display tag, "Army Life has changed me, What changed you?", but the fact that I just passed through a recruit's life ONLY has made me rename that sentence.
Well, I noticed recently, that I have been harbouring a new approach towards air force, army, navy and police, in movies, in reality, in real life, in reel life.
I will notice the ranks that they have, the insignias they possess, and whether they are from land, air or sea.
To think that on one booking out, I was at my home's MRT station, going down the escalator, when I saw someone in his Smart 4 (standard neat wear for SAF). I kept staring at his side, and at his top, until I realised, "Chey, he's a Lance Corporal."
And that very guy patted his hand on my shoulder, catching me with a very, very shocked expression on my pale face. He said hi, I said hi too, and I went on my way.
And I saw his mother. "Why you never say hello to my son," she asked.
Then I realised, he's my neighbour.
Recruit life has made me a little more intimidated.
I also remember another incident, where my poly classmate, Big Brother Heng, who had gone through NS, telling us about his vocation in Combat Engineers, and the great adventures. But it happens upon this conversation...
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Singapore Ultimate Frisbee Opens Leagues at Marina South Park!!! Go GO GO!!! (ME)
what is your rank in the SAF ah?
| Permission To Mount The Bar -- sergeant! | (Big Brother Heng)
Lance Corporal
Singapore Ultimate Frisbee Opens Leagues at Marina South Park!!! Go GO GO!!!
Chey
| Permission To Mount The Bar -- sergeant! |
Lowest rank after private first class
Singapore Ultimate Frisbee Opens Leagues at Marina South Park!!! Go GO GO!!!
i still recruit, lower than Private...
| Permission To Mount The Bar -- sergeant! |
im cilivian. bigger than your Officer. Heh.
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it's quite difficult to raise my head now... the stigma's still there... wait till I ORD....... and I become civilian...
Even the fact that I'm no longer under the control of my platoon sergeant (my secondary school mate) or another sergeant (my Secondary School/D.I.T Senior), the stigma is there.
Will I recover from this box I call the recruit life?
Welcome Private Zeng Ziting. It would have been great if my parents came and put the jockey cap on my head... hahaha...
A sure good way to break my heart...
Anyways, my operation has been postponed to 20th December. Can't really say that it's a situation of having no balls and such, but the real fact that I don't want to miss my week's worth of paid leave which I am enjoying now.
To enlighten you all further...
I was supposed to have the operation on 29/11/04, which was a Monday, but if I went for it then, I am automatically given two weeks of MC, which in turn:
1) Doesn't cancel away the week-long leave that has been deducted from my annual leave. In terms of Pte. Ziting's Kiasuism, is a very big loss.
2) Deprives me of getting out, enjoying a week long break I wanted after 16 weeks. Under military law, it is a crime for army personnel who is on MC and leaves home for no reason.
3) And to think how to go for that Platoon BBQ, watching National Treasure, watching Ultimate Pickups, eating @ Subway(whoops) if I had an MC now...
Ok, ain't I clever enough? But the world doesn't revolve around you Ziting... My intended date for the Op was on the 10th, which is a SG Soldier's payday, my E-Posting Day, deciding my NS fate for the next two years or so, and this coming friday.
The docs won't make it on the 10th so they delayed it to a monday, 20th December. Giving me an effective week to get comfortable at my new camp.
And of all things, I was interviewed by 3rd Guards to be a Guards Reconnaissance Biker. People around me have been saying about Guards, a unit that emits animosity towards Commandos, a 'light' version of Commandos, and of course very tough training short of becoming a Commando. Yeah, it's near to my wish of getting a driver's job as a vocation, but not like that...
Must skive... all the way. No point wasting my fucked up body for the Army. I swear man, the hype around Guards is making me think about reporting sick on the first day of reporting at the new unit.
Ok I think I'm getting out of topic, now back to.....
"Recruit Life has changed me, what changed you?"
------------------------------------------------
Well, this quote was somewhat adapted from someone's MSN Display tag, "Army Life has changed me, What changed you?", but the fact that I just passed through a recruit's life ONLY has made me rename that sentence.
Well, I noticed recently, that I have been harbouring a new approach towards air force, army, navy and police, in movies, in reality, in real life, in reel life.
I will notice the ranks that they have, the insignias they possess, and whether they are from land, air or sea.
To think that on one booking out, I was at my home's MRT station, going down the escalator, when I saw someone in his Smart 4 (standard neat wear for SAF). I kept staring at his side, and at his top, until I realised, "Chey, he's a Lance Corporal."
And that very guy patted his hand on my shoulder, catching me with a very, very shocked expression on my pale face. He said hi, I said hi too, and I went on my way.
And I saw his mother. "Why you never say hello to my son," she asked.
Then I realised, he's my neighbour.
Recruit life has made me a little more intimidated.
I also remember another incident, where my poly classmate, Big Brother Heng, who had gone through NS, telling us about his vocation in Combat Engineers, and the great adventures. But it happens upon this conversation...
-------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Singapore Ultimate Frisbee Opens Leagues at Marina South Park!!! Go GO GO!!! (ME)
what is your rank in the SAF ah?
| Permission To Mount The Bar -- sergeant! | (Big Brother Heng)
Lance Corporal
Singapore Ultimate Frisbee Opens Leagues at Marina South Park!!! Go GO GO!!!
Chey
| Permission To Mount The Bar -- sergeant! |
Lowest rank after private first class
Singapore Ultimate Frisbee Opens Leagues at Marina South Park!!! Go GO GO!!!
i still recruit, lower than Private...
| Permission To Mount The Bar -- sergeant! |
im cilivian. bigger than your Officer. Heh.
----------------------------------------------------------------------------
it's quite difficult to raise my head now... the stigma's still there... wait till I ORD....... and I become civilian...
Even the fact that I'm no longer under the control of my platoon sergeant (my secondary school mate) or another sergeant (my Secondary School/D.I.T Senior), the stigma is there.
Will I recover from this box I call the recruit life?
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