Friday, March 31, 2006 Hi guys im back once again from my chalet in Tekong. I call it a chalet not figuratively but most literally as like i said from my previous post i whole day zho bo lan due to my OOT status. Anyway i met another retarded MO to submit my specialist letter and guess what he did ? He referred me back to SGH for another consultation..what the fuck. But as they're paying for it i'm not complaining.This week was rather slack for most of us. We were supposed to book out on Thursday again but thanks to the stupid rifle presentation that dragged all the way to 10+ we were forced to spend 1 more night at Tekong and book out Friday morning. Of course i was also held back despite playing no part in the presentation or anything at all. But whatever la. I felt rather 'healthy' during my first two weeks there and it's only after my first bookout and the subsequent book in, where i must have gotten too comfortable to mainland life to adjust immediately to the sand and dust pollution in Tekong. On Monday i started to feel an irritable itch in my throat and by WEdnesday i was totally unable to talk without straining myself. Not to mention i sound like a 50 year old man who lost his vocals. Somewhere around Tuesday i developed another fucked up cough which really tekaned me most as my extremely considerate bunk mate insisted on turning on the fan full blast when im right below it -_- which made me cough like hell during the night. At around the same time the flu bug hit me so i was down with cough flu and sore throat. I've also been sleeping alot during the afternoons and early mornings. I realized that it's only when i sleep alone in the afternoons at bunks that i actually dream. 3 weeks and i never had a single dream when i was sleeping together for some reason. I sleep around 10-12 hours a day. Sometimes i wonder if my only job there is to sleep. I also fucking slack around like no business. Mastered the art of sneaking up and sleep when no one's watching. Ya and reading. I'm about to finish reading my first novel in a year, "one flew over the cuckoo's nest" by Ken Kesey. Specially bought that book at Times before i booked in knowing i will have alot spare time. It's a fucking nice book but i recommend anyone to watch the movie first before reading it. Some unfortunate pple were given guard duty this weekend. Luckily for me im exempted for all duties including guard duty so there's no chance in hell i will be getting it. There are really alot of funny people around. You have blur cocks, slackers, sissies, enthusiasts and alot more. Sometimes i really 'pei fu' those garang pple as they're capable of standing up to this kind of life in a way i know i will not be able to. A regimental and disciplined life. I know the fault doesnt lies in the system, it lies in me. Or should i say not that i CAN'T live that kind of life, but i'd much rather not EVEN if i could. For me to do something, i need motivation. I can't find a single shred of motivation there. And can you believe one of my platoon sergeants called me a ginna. That time i was sitting down and he called me and i was too lazy to stand up and reply so i just said 'what', seriously to his credit he took it well and said "WAHHHHHHHHHH..what ah..you dun think you got ginna face..i scared of you ah!" WTF i thought one of the criteria for an official is having proper vision. Waiting to get posted out soon. It cannot come any sooner. |
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