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Symptoms of A Failing Heart

Sunday, July 23, 2006

The Army Life

seNGET crossed his heart at 1:08 AM  
HOHO mother fuckers!!!
guess whose back?
wahahaha.
FINALLY, my 2 weeks of confinement has past.
but fucking shit, after i book out on friday night, now is already sunday (12am past).
WHAT THE FUCK!?!?!
god damn it, time sure flies fast when im just about to enjoy myself.
i want my life back!


anyway, my army life is all good but real tough. because we had to sleep at around 10pm and wake up at 5am everyday. there's always tireness among us all because 7 hours of sleep is simply insufficient. i'm also starting to get sick of the food there as we have rice and chicken meat like everyday. not that i hate it but eating it everyday can sooner or later make me sick of it. we're not even allow to drink soft-drinks and not able to buy newspaper. i don't even know what the fuck is happening around the world. how pathetic.


thank god, because my platoon, platoon 12, has all the friendly and welfare sergeants.
my platoon, platoon 12, is the biggest among the whole battlion, has 4 sections and i'm in section 1. all of us in section 1 can really click well and i like them all, which is good. at least life during my BMT period would be good. we all bond well together, well except afew of course. i'm even lucky to have weitong sleep beside me (the not gay way).


and seriously, during my 2 weeks confinements, i really miss my old life. my family, my friends, my WoW, my bed and my toilet. hahaha. how i wish this 2 years can end fast.


sad to say, my chin-up/pull-up is fuck up now. we have to do it before every meal and i only manage to pull once everytime. its like what the fuck, i didn't know i suck that bad. i really need to improve alot on that so that i can get a pass or silver for my IPPT which can results in a earlier book out. for the other stations, i guess i should have no problem with them.


no pain, no gain.
i shall get a silver by the time i make another new post.


now, about the day i book out on friday night around 6pm. we had a swimming lesson at jurong camp earlier on before the bus took us to jurong point. all of us were like so glad and excited. it seens like a long time ago when i last saw civilsation and GIRLS! wahahha.


first thing first, weitong, ji bao and me had macdonald meal over there. our very first taste of fast-food and softdrinks since 2 weeks ago. then we went to take the mrt where we were suppose to meet them together with keong, felki, khiaseng and charis (keong and khiaseng is currently serving at police academy and our first book out were at the same time) but due to some miscommunication, we only get to see each other back at tampines while khiaseng and charis left first at bedok.


wenyan and tiannee were already at the control station awaiting for our arrival. keong and felki left first while the rest of us had kfc dinner together with albert, mond, paul, james, hock, adeline and peggie. after that, i went back home to change and see my mom first before sending adeline home. then back to central park to find them as we'll be having midnight movie of "pirates of the caribbean: dead man's chest". terter, alex (new gay recruit) and amy joined us for the show.


not a bad show but some of us, the new recruits, was so tired and sleepy that i felt alseep during some of the scenes. haha. overall though, i think part 1 is still better. only this time round, it's has much more humor. after movie, supper at mac for the rest with suetjing, sharon, kuku and other kukus joinning us. home sweet home soon after.


today, was out to beach road with keong, weitong, khiaseng, hock, albert, ben and suetjing for some army stuffs purchasing. bumped onto our section mates as well and we managed to completely buy the list of items we were told to buy. we had lunch over there before we took a train back simei for some pool while keong headed home first. cabbed back to tampines mall with albert, hock and suetjing as the rest had to go home change because they will be going pub later which we won't be joinning. reason: no money and tired and etc.


we walked around the mall and end up reading magazine at times bookshop. bought starbucks coffee back for keong and felki who was at near 827 as felki's grandma just passed away today. my deepest condolence. went home to put my stuffs first and got my kfc dinner from my mama before going down to find them. spent time at the wake and then under charis' block for slacking. back home in no time as we're all dead tired.


so here i am. in conclusion, it's great booking out to see all my family and friends. i missed you guys so much. it just makes me feel sad to be serving my nation instead of having fun, it's like some part of me is missing. well, it part and parcel of life and i will accept it someday.


tomorrow i'm going to spend more time with my family and friends again before i had to book in by 8.30pm. i hate my army life. argh. my mind is so messed up now that i can't totally revised this post and i can't write down all my thoughts running through in my head.


i'm confused. i'm sad. i'm pathetic.
i need a better life.


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