In Continuum.

Monkey Business

Yeah we walk through the doors, so accusing their eyes
Like they have any right at all to criticize,
Hypocrites. You're all here for the very same reason

Breathe(2am) by Anna Nalick

I strongly believe,that every human being needs to have something special to promote about themselves.It might seem very superficial to think that we are judged by these "Self-Advertising Qualities",but sad to say,its true.

Every day of our lives,we are judge by people we know,and the ones that we dont.A single look in another person's eyes can speak a whole lot about you.The way you dress,speaks volumes about your personality.The way you speak,the music you like,your hobbies or even the books you read,such things tell others a lot about you.

In a world of "Judgmentation",we have to have something to promote about,something to sell.Something you can confidently tell people,"Hey,i can do this." and know that you will be recognised,to impress,to fascinate,to interest,to be liked for.

Ive come to know a friend of mine,however,who has none of the above quality.And that is,a speciality.Something to promote himself with.And i guess it is in a way,shameful and sad,all at once.

He is my platoonmate,whom the lot of us addresses him as Mao Mao,Chimp,Commando Chimp,Mao Ge,or even Velcro,whatever.Any nicknames you can possibily think of that has got something to do with hairy objects,have been used upon him before.He is hairy all over,in nature of course.It's not even in the genes,so i guess in a way we are all confused somehow.He is a nice guy,really.Underneath those layers of hair is a kind heart,yes.But its getting hard to penetrate through with his oddities.

He has got to be one of the most disorganised person,in terms of everything.His stuff are not organised in his cupboard at all,and he is always losing things,blaming others of stealing.He cannot organise his thoughts properly,always being fickle-minded about every little thing,or during arguments when he tries to come up with some retaliative insult,but ends up being the one being laughed at.It's funny how sometimes he tries to fight back with words without a stable footing.

Then there's those little things he does,the way he scratches his ass half naked,or the way he makes funny noises at you when you are talking bad about him.For example,if you go,"Hey man,i think you should really stop playing those computer games.They are eating you up inside".He would then go,"#$#@%@%$#@#$33%$...".In and out,he is a smart dude.I mean,getting straight As in school is not a easy task,but he lacks a lot of EQ,and a lot of maturity in certain things.He gives up always so easily outfield,telling sergeants that he cannot make it anymore,blaming the pain in his knees or eyes.His ability to switch off completely when he is exhausted,shutting out orders or even words from fellow platoonmates,just the overall ease of giving up,frustrates me.

I was in the vehicle once with him last week,and it rained like mad in the afternoon.At night while we parked at the side of the road due to some machinary malfunction,he was soaking wet from head to toe like a bloody rat.So i asked how he was feeling and he said he was all right.I offered to lend him my jacket,which may i add,he forgot to bring outfield.He declined.Then i told him to rub his hands together to keep warm,or at least stop shivering like some rat.He said okay,but continued shivering.So i felt his forehead,and told him to take some Panadols before he passes out.He told me not to worry,but i replied,"Out here in the field,if i dont worry for you then who would?Yourself?I cant take care of you all the time.Im feeling ashamed for you,how do you even live with yourself?"

So there,i said it.The incompetence of my friend,Chimp.He is overly obsessed with computer games,as if his life revolves around it(Maybe it does).Everything about book out is about gaming,and whatever that comes out from his mouth is about it too.He's dream in camp is to spread his gaming influence to as many people as possible,how "Immaturely" ambitious is that?Hats off to the stupidity,dude.

Jonathon,Martin and I were sitting around on Martin's bed one day,just talking away.So here's what i said,concerning our dear friend Chimp.

Me,"I think everybody needs to have a quality,which can impress people you know?Like,something to sell.Like,Ah Teo(Jonathon)knows how to play guitar.So he can go up to a girl and go,"Hey girl,i can play the six string" and totally mesmerize the girl.You Martin,you can play the piano.That's cool,and you can play a Richard Clayderman on the keys to sell yourself.I can sell the stories i write,right?I can write songs,poems while singing a song on my guitar to somebody,anybody.Now,Chimp cant do it.At the most,he can only go,"Hey girl,i will chiong the game this weekend to get this certain item for you." Wow,sexy."

I know it's mean to say it,but seriously man.If you know you are screwed up in some ways,change.You dont sit there and go,"I think i am screwed up because i play too much games" and do shit about it.It's as good as saying,"Damn im fat" while eating a tub of Chocolate Malt ice-cream.It doesnt work like that Chimp,and although i know you are never going to read this entry,i just wish you the best with the ladies,and evolve dude.Evolve,like the chimps did millions of years ago.Please,for yours and Heaven's sake.