Military Analog.

I feel that now is the right time to tell everyone who is who in my my military life. Well basically everything regarding my army life has been settled for some short spurt of time.

Master Seargeant Wong Fang Juin=> She's the lady in charge of my office. She's extremely nice and very loud at the same time. She's a lesbian. She really is trying to quit smoking. She always lets us go canteen.Yay.

Lance Corporal Toh Yong Hong=>Big time racially challenged guy. He cant tell black from brown.But i don't blame him. He's blind in one eye you see. He makes my blood boil but i always forgive him.Because he is like a small irritating boys. And im against child abuse. He holds the position of 2ic in the store and is a lazy fuck. But we forgive him due to his inabilities and possible STDs.

Recruit Clement Tan=> Fucking smiley boy of my camp.Always smiling. He also has a ching ching girlfriend. He is getting promoted to private today.He is a psp addict and and a close ally since Eugene left to join MSD.

Private Jarren=> He is the oldest amongst us but acts like a small kid.He was an ex-cisco officer. He is also my smoking buddy in Ns. He's damn noisy and forever chirpful. I have never seen him pissed off before.

Private David=> This guy just pisses me off. I don't know. His attitude everything. Argh. I just feel like punching him repeatedly. He is also damn blur.Talking bout him makes my blood boil so i shall stop.

LCP Shaneet=> He is my good friend in camp. We both can talk cock sing song for damn long. He is a social smoker so when he smokes quite ceremonial. We both make fun of people alot. And the way how he talks make chinese people pissed off with him.Coz they don't understand this is how us Northen Indians talk. He is going to ORD soon and he still owes me fucking breakfast.

In my bunk there are,all mentioned except shaneet and:
PTE SENG KIONG=> He is our security guard in bunk. First guy i see sleep in either sediya position or arms folded.Fucking amazing. He wakes us up in the morning. He also knows his stuff about football and is great to chat with.

PTE ALVIN=> The Dai Di master of our bunk. Everyday also play Dai di.Enter bunk ask u first question is Dai Di. But he entertains us also la. If not bunk will be quite sian.

PTE WINSTON=> The snore champion of our bunk.This guy can snore. I mean he can have a cappella of his own. I think snoring makes up for his lack of words in bunk.He rarely talks and we regarded him as a schemer initially. But we soon realized its just his characther to be so freakily quiet. When he says more than 10 words, its a celebration.

PTE ALFRED=> OCS dropout. Bloody Hongkie. But he is the livewire in the bunk. Always damn noisy and makes us laugh alot. He is always shouting obscenities at dont know who. And he has scary ghost stories. We always go around scaring people at night.

Recently my bunk got into trouble for not waking up for breakfast. This was because the night before we were awake and noisy. Doing all kinds of shit. That's why my only liberation in army is my bunk.

Smell Silhouettes approaching.

I've probably just gone through the worst two weeks of my life. I've been charged,backstabbed, betrayed, heartbroken and probably many other injustices that i just cannot recall at the moment. I've been looking for someone to talk to but I don't know who to call. Who to trust. Too much shit has happened for me to list down. Furthermore, its my excuse for not blogging over the past few weeks. The great news is I am botak again. This might sound desperate or pathetic. But i really don't care. I believe I am on the verge of a major anger spurt. This is when i find out who really are my friends. And I'm desperately in need of some form of comfort.

I'm flushing the trust out of everyone.
Stabbing in the back and thinking they can break me.
Better bring it I'm taking it all.
Fuck an inch I'll take a mile.

Many or all may not know who or what Buchuphelas stands for. The simplest analogy of who Buchuphelas was that i can give you is simply put, a dog. A dog so loyal and courageous that Alexander the Great trusted him more than he did his own men. Many may ponder why i have such a fascination for such an unassuming mutt. But truth is, Buchuphelas was the torch for Alexander. He was equal to Alexander unlike any other man or animal. He was the opposite of Alexander. All the charactheristics Alexander lacked Buchuphelas possessed. Buchuphelas was like the alter-ego of Alexander. Which is what many people fail to understand. They see Alexander's closest liasions as his mere pawns. But Buchuphelas, just like Aphrodite, were what made Alexander whole. They were part of the Great Warrior, his left and his right. Well, i think its enough on why i named my blog Buchuphelas. I felt the need to start a new blog because i needed a fresh start. And also to keep all posted on my progress through my military strife. Mainly because I am sick of people asking me how is NS. Well now I am going to bring my NS experiences to you on hopefully a weekly basis. Till then, Good Night And Good Luck.