Powered by TagBoard Message Board

Name URL or Email Messages(smilies)

Monday, May 17, 2004

NS Medical Checkup
today la...total sian-ness...y? cos i chose it to be on a Mon so that i can skip Mr Ong's useless practicals but NOooOOoo...just when i started attending his tut, he happily changed pracs to tut too..so i just missed another double period phy...bendini is the upcoming Sheldon-pohsiang-desmond (in chronological order) le...yay...

ANYWAYS...i woke up earlier la...to meet glenn and his smarty farty S01 friends...of cos they were either late or "eating like snails"...took my NS foto and i looked like a total slut la...sian1/2...and when i went to register, i was warmly welcomed by a whole crowd of to-be-NSmen...wth..the wait was painful but i had my trusty harrypotter book to kip me occupied...sorie Von...return u asap k...

And bloody hell...the whole worlds kips calling me ONG BOON KOK...like they cant pronounce junior...wtf...

1st stn: Eye Test

Sucks la...Ong Book Kok was summoned in...and this officer made us do this dumb triangle finger thingy to focus on his pen...guess to check if we cock eye or wad...den come the usual eye check...i refrained from lookin at the lightbox in case i memorised again...lol...and sucks la...i realised its my right eye that sucks...culdnt read the fine print AT ALL...so he told me to use my left which roughly made out some of the alphabets la...but my vision kinda ok la...just bit blur at times...

2nd stn: Hearing Test

We're supposed to go inside this soundproof room la..and put on this set of humongous headphones...raise ur left/right hand if u hear something from the left/right side...i went in...sat down...stared at him...he stared back...i stared back...den he intercomm-ed me...

"Do u noe the instructions?"

i was like DUH...turned out that he oredi started and i din raise my hand...DUH...i culdnt hear ma...onli the higher freq im ok la...i mean...im not a dog or wadeva...so low...u tink jeremy meh? wu liao...and i look like a retard raising my hands like dunnoe wad la...

3rd Stn: Blood/Urine Test

"Take this and urine on the colour patches"

I took this strip thingy from this officer and proceeded to pee on it...yay...i drank one whole bottle of Ice Mountain b4 comin so i was a hose waiting to burst...wth lor...the cubicles were out of bounds as it was onli for the staff? FUCK...wad if i had to shit? shit on the urinals?! i mean...do u ban YOUR staff from using the urinals? wu liao...and u noe wad? there were more notices INSIDE the cubicles wif the word STOP written in bold and the clipart of some traffic lightpost...bagi saya pata la...anyways my urine was perfectly ok...no steriods no viagra....

blood test wait was painful lahz...so long...and tt poor officer like kena bossed around by this midget freak wif a soprano voice...the gross type...my turn finally came and it was just a dumb prick...and i heard guys around me complaining how it hurts like hell and why it hurts like hell and whether yours or mine hurts more like hell...wu liao...

4th Stn: Dental

Basically mine was just lie and open mouth situation...she rattled dental language when it was others' turn...and keep mum when it was me...just some dumb dental vocab and i was asked to wait outside instead...and i had to go for some Xray...naturally the confused and potentially petrified bendini tried to ask the reason why and all he got was "Oh..its for forensic records"...sounds comforting huh...i was asked to bit this piece of plastic but i din really see her change the plastic after the guy b4 me...so i was kinda grossed out...den she asked me to bite deepeer and bite the yellow mouthpiece instead...great...by den i was like super grossed out...resigned to fate...oh...i had to wear this apron which was filled wif lead i tink...to protect my delicate insides from harmful radiation...metal plates started circum-navigating my head...it felt like a scene from X-Men or something...and when my ordeal was over...she asked me to throw away the mouth plastic...reassuring me that she DOES changes them...haha...

5th stn: CHest Xray

I had to take off my shirt...and lean against some metal plate again...and he positioned me in this awkward hands-behind-back position it almost felt like bondage porn...it was over in less than 30 sec? boring...

6th stn: Height/weight/BP

My height was 175! wth..im 178!
and my weight 62.8! wth...im 62!

grr...BP was normal...some had super high some super low...dunnoe...dun care...

7th stN: Cardio Check

Umbrella Man was checking out the cupboards in the room and he kena scolded! hha...
i lied on the bed...topless...and had suction stuff over my left breast...and clamped wrists and ankles...sounds bondage again...lol...lied for awhile and he ripped the suction thingy of me...there was this sickening POP POP POP POP that sounded like a triplets..

8th stn: Balls and Coughing check

0120 was my Q.no...

"Stand over there *points to this piece of paper printed wif footprints on the floor* and Strip TO underwear"

I did. Accordingly.

Officer turned.

"Take off ur underwear too. DUn waste time."

Wtf?! make me sound like some chaste firsttimer to shy to strip like that.
Ass.

I covered my mouth and coughed.
Wondered how my balls r supposed to react?


Followed by qn on homosexuality, gangfights and smoking...boring...

end.

9th stn: Uniform measurement

Im a size 10.
He asked some guy to give me a 10.
it was tight so i asked for a larger one.
he did.
it was ok.
and guess wad size did he report?
10.
great.
my cap is size 7.
i noe who can wear 14.
hee.
my uniform's a S la.usual.

10th: Aptitude test

I went for a lunch break 1st la.
wif glenn and his friend.
kfc again..boring...

the apt test was freakin mundane.and hard.
i was so bored.
so happy when it ended.


THE WHOLE MED CHECKUP TOOK LIKE FIVE HRS! OMG..shagged..

LINKS
L.I.N.G.G.E
C.O.R.D.Y
S.A.R.I
J.U.N.Y.I
E.V.A.N.N.E
Z.A.N.N.A
J.E.A.N
K.E.N.N.E.T.H
Y.V.O.N.N.E
H.U.N.G
S.A.L.L.Y






niaoren@fridae
A&F.radio
email me
friendster
art:limited
Blogger
Blogskin
ARCHIVES
j.a.n.2.0.0.7
f.e.b.2.0.0.7
m.a.r.2.0.0.7
a.p.r.2.0.0.7
m.a.y.2.0.0.7
j.u.n.2.0.0.7
j.u.l.2.0.0.7
a.u.g.2.0.0.7
j.a.n.2.0.0.6
f.e.b.2.0.0.6
m.a.r.2.0.0.6
a.p.r.2.0.0.6
m.a.y.2.0.0.6
j.u.n.2.0.0.6
j.u.l.2.0.0.6
a.u.g.2.0.0.6
S.e.p.2.0.0.6
S.e.p.2.0.0.6
o.c.t.2.0.0.6
n.o.v.2.0.0.6
d.e.c.2.0.0.6
S.e.p.2.0.0.3
S.e.p.2.0.0.3
o.c.t.2.0.0.3
n.o.v.2.0.0.3
d.e.c.2.0.0.3
j.a.n.2.0.0.4
f.e.b.2.0.0.4
m.a.r.2.0.0.4
a.p.r.2.0.0.4
m.a.y.2.0.0.4
j.u.n.2.0.0.4
j.u.l.2.0.0.4
a.u.g.2.0.0.4
s.e.p.t.2.0.0.4
o.c.t.2.0.0.4
n.o.v.2.0.0.4
d.e.c.2.0.0.4
j.a.n.2.0.0.5
f.e.b.2.0.0.5
m.a.r.2.0.0.5
a.p.r.2.0.0.5
m.a.y.2.0.0.5
j.u.n.2.0.0.5
j.u.l.2.0.0.5
a.u.g.2.0.0.5
s.e.p.2.0.0.5
o.c.t.2.0.0.5
n.o.v.2.0.0.5
d.e.c.2.0.0.5

marla and her horse