Wednesday, March 08, 2006
Stuck between Choices...

Okay, this entry was formed almost immediately after I woke up. Yeah! I haven't even brushed my teeth! But I assure you reader, that I will do that immediately after I am done with this.

So, how was Thailand. That's the question that I'm asked the most ever since I came back on Sunday. Ya. I know that it is the most sensible thing to ask since I was flown there by the SAF in the middle of the night ( KIDNAP! ) and thrown into a camp where I worked like a slave for one whole month. With toilets where human waste floating everywhere, with food that dissolves your appetite, with a over-demanding, instruction spewing RSM, hmmm.. what was the question again? Oh ya... Thailand is fine.

And also, there's one other retarded question *drumrolling* "Hey, come back from Thailand leh ar?" YOU IDIOTS! If I weren't back from Thailand, TELL ME WHO IS THIS HANDSOME AND CHARMING GUY STANDING IN FRONT OF YOU! * peace*

However, why I'm bastarding about the "welcome home question" is because of just one simple reason. Why didn't they have more t0-date opening statements? Statements like: " OIe, (hushing tone) have you watched the Video?" or "You know about the new porn star of Singapore?" RLOL!
* and no, I didn't dream about tammy*

Anywayz, just to bore everyone out there.....

I went back to camp on Monday Morning ( when I'm suppose to be on OFF ) after receiving a notice that all CQs and CQs understudies have to return for a meeting with S4. Woke up at 7am, rushed to camp, realise that S4 will not be late ( as usual ) and also that my informant, ain't coming because his alarm didn't ring... Ass! The meeting lasted for .. say 20 minutes? And than, I was hit with the news that I will be understudying Leonard, the CQ for Support Coy! Double ASS! Why? Over at thailand, he smoked me when he is returning combat rations! And now I have to understudy him! What's more, Support Coy is the most troublesome Coy in the unit! Unlike the rest of the rifle coy which stick to a single training programme, support coy have 5 different platoons in it, all with different training schedule! Oh Gosh! what's worse, Leonard stays in WestCoast ( I knew this due to the common, which bus are you taking question ) which means that there's a 50-50 percent that I will be stuck on the same bus with him for at least 30 mins, with no topic to talk about except for maybe, work related subjects. Oh and maybe why he smoked me in Thailand...

The next day was the Brigade Anniversary. It is also the day where I took the wrong MRT route and only realising it half and hour later. The Celebration was held at Pasir Ris. Which is on the opposite side from where I live. The Celebration was simple ( which is a Good Thing since it means that everything will end quickly ) and stupid ( which is not surprising since SAF isn't known to have very intelligent employees ). Went to catch a movie after that. My bad! I thought that the movie will only last for 2 hours! But it went on for another extra hour! All your bad for not waiting for me to arrive before ordering ( and finishing your food )! Lolx!

Anywayz, while walking pass Giodano, I saw something I like on the advertisement. The Slippers that the model is wearing! I told Mer and gang about the slippers, trying to describe to them about it andscanning their feet to see if they are wearing anything resembling the ones I saw. Guess what, Yuhan is wearing a look-a-like design. Only on further investigation did I ( all of us ) realise that both ( hers and the ones I saw )are identicals, the only difference being the colour. Now comes the troubling part. So should I someday, buy that slipper? SAME DESIGN LEH!!! Hmmm...Maybe I can disfigure her's using the methods or scratching OR burning OR carving. Or Maybe even Cutting and Tearing. I mean, I'm sure that she doesn't want to be caught wearing the same footwear as me. Well, I guess that will solve both our problems!

Than there's also a sad story about my "daughters'" friend's mother. But I don't think I wanna talk about it here. I don't like to increase traffic to my blog by prodding at someone else's wound.

I have to end here. The feeling of not brushing my teeth when a toilet, not overflowing with human waste, is not more than ten steps away is creeping me out.

ciaoz~