Sunday, January 07, 2007
4 days of holidays were like quite long before bookin in.
didnt wanted to go back camp. some friends were posted to other camps already so it was quite lonely and bored. new bunk mates; had to make new friends even though same camp. first day was quite sian. everybody just display on their expressions. we all noe. life really sucks.

always said, im like not servin the army, was 2yrs of life sentence.

i guess its just an obligation only. i guess my only reason y im had not play act any injuries ( chao keng) is tat i wan to protect my loved ones. sounds corny right. lol. but i think tats the only real meaning of servin army. nothing much more. how will feel getting screwed all day long, doing tons and tons and tons of fatigue work ( with shit luck was appointed store IC somemore), theoreotically meaning King of Fatigue Work. Fatigue work is also the a much beautiful phrase compared to words, " Sai- Kang" though both are the same. depress shit. going through some sad life.

always look forward for night to fall cos tat time will be on the bed with the already-5-weeks-never-changed-bedsheet tat carried my smell and saliva, haha talking to my girl. so nice lah. cos.. hmmm cos its just so peaceful and nice hearing to things i wanna hear no more those of yelling and screamin or cursing or spatting of vulgarities.

these wad one of my sergeant had analysed, u see how bored ppl tey are.

CB LAH : its means the person who scold this is angry. Very angry.

LANJIAO LAH: its mean the person disagree with wad you say.

e.g.
Person A go disturb Person B by pulling his hair.
Person B will scold?
ans is CB LAH and not LANJIAO LAH because he is angry.

outstanding.

following weekdays were equally depressing. dont wanna mention abt it. i struggled through again.

den reach saturdae. didnt book out on fridae. if there was a depression graph, u can see the abnormal fluctuation. sat there was a demolition live firing. woke up at 3 fuckin am. three
its a three. really almost wanted to just hang myself there and die. its doesnt matter already man.

when everything finished i realised i was half dead.

sundae was loved ones day. watch spirit of the victim and ate pasta with my girl. damn horror la the show though some ghosts look the same and retarded. pasta just brigten up her day, i hope it will also for her next week. 1 week very fast de ok? u noe wad i mean. most to most 32 kids?
haha. not yet including twins. always pleasant eating with you. yeah two very happy ppl outside pasta mania. haha..den went home ate again tat mum cooked. haha. yeah felt kinda of blissful.

den i have to fuckin book in again.
and heres where i hate my life.
to hell with the green uniform.

Historical at : 8:00 PM

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Never to bid good-bye
Or lip me the softest call,
Or utter a wish for a word, while I
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Unmoved, unknowing
That your great going
Had place that moment, and altered all.

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