Flickr account is up!!!

yeay.. finally got the flickr account up.. still on itz way of uploading more pics.. but for now, almost all of the pics i took for DYL is up ere already.. might take one or 2 more days before i get everythin up and running.. and for those wif a flickr account, jus add me!

hmmmm, went out wif duck and her luge mates on thurs.. i ended up playin battlefield with them in the end.. is a farking fun game... especially when u are doin it in real life too.. if i do get sent to unit, must make my men play tat game too.. haha.. the US marines uses matador too as their LAW..

den on friday was out wif dila, den her bro and nikman joined in at night.. it was a very eventful day and night and even more in the morning.. haha.. went to catch a movie first... transamerica.. though was hoping for more, i did not get a very good understanding of the psychological make up of what make them undergo.. itz quite simplified to say i was born like tat.. even i cld jus say it.. but wld haf enjoyed it more if it went deeper into depth of the character rather than lettin us accept.. i mean, in real life, tats jus at i wld do cos i cant be bothered to noe why... but when u're in a movie, i expected a lil more than jus tat.. oh well.. saw wayyyyyy to many dicks... and a pair of man boobs.. i'm like wtf??? the only savin grace fro my eyes was his sister sydney.. haha..

after movie, went to smoke sheesha.. haha.. cldn't help it.. in the end, i smoked alone cos she didnt like it anyway.. tat day, i learnt tat it wasn't my imagination who was feeling she emitted jolts of electricity sensation.. but she actaully does it naturally.. not tat she can shock you la, though i'm sure she can.. haha.. most prob u're readin tis dils.. but it feels like electricity.. not tat i was shocked by electricity before too.. haha.. and she felt my warm energy.. haha
re readin it again, it sounds like an erotic story.. haha.. but itz cool tat it didnt abandon me after a while.. wat i enjoyed most is the ease of conversation..

so den went to east coast where i tried driving her car for a while.. so round and round east coast i went till her bro called to say he was bored.. so went to pick him up and den went to pick nikman up after he booked out.. haha.. long time since i last saw him.. okie, well a few weeks isn't tat long, but yea.. den we went to orchard again.. haha.. so from orchard, walked to cineleisure to play arcade for a while.. and walked to hilton and walked back.. den we drove to simpang to eat.. so after eating, guess wat??? her freaking licence plate in front was missing.. plus a few scratches on the bumper and front.. but only the bottom half.. coming to the conclusion of sum basket bikers, we cursed and swore a bit, got worried here and there.. comforting each other for a while, and we were on our way home...

so a tribute to soldiers who have fought wars and killed enemies..

i watch black hawk down a few days ago.. it struck me as a very real movie.. considerin i was doing the same thing, wif the knee guards and all the same weapons.. but wat struck me the most was the killings.. if we just shoot and kill the enemies without actually seeing the death and destruction we have created, itz easy to go back home and not think about anything. cos we managed to distant ourselves from the actual killings.. and our conscious is almsot clear without us fretting and worrying abt the death of the enemy... which makes killing very easy.. even if itz by accident.. but wat if u had to choose to shoot an enemy right in front of you? an enemy who is unarmed and untrained.. but if left to live, he will betray ur location.. so u point ur rifle in front of him and you shoot.. now tats when shit happens.. ur conscious gets the better of you and you think about it all the time.. ur mind replays the last image.. the image of it almost begging for mercy to live.. the image jus prior to you squeezing the trigger.. it haunts you.. and you think of all the what ifs.. what if you jus take him as a prisoner.. every scenario comes to ur head..

so now i pose the question? who suffers more? the one who kills tens of ppl from afar and never have any close contact with the dead or the one who kills one who was so close in proximity to him? i wld say, the one who killed one. and if u had the choice to kill the one, wld u stay on or leave immediately after that.. and if it was me, i wld leave, even though my conscious screams for me to stay on and make a proper burial for him. so now we are left with another moral dilemma. to treat him human or to treat him as an enemy and let other ppl to bury him later when they move past his body? questions we never ask ourselves. questions which i will ask my men when we're bored.. and see the cultural differences.. and our beliefs...