Saturday, August 27, 2005
Can You Dig It.

You would think that picking up some brownie cookies to enjoy at home was a tentatively easy thing to do, but the journey i took towards reaching my ice peach tea and cookies this week was of such tentamount difficulty i thought it would be better to just freeze into another fat war memorial that represented all pain and torture army life could bring.
In fact, the aftermath was so terrible that i was truely afraid to bring back my clothes to wash this week. Yes, clothes. clothes that was so dirty i was sure that i would disown my own children if they ever, ever dared to bring back such filth for me to endure in future. (dad, mom i proclaim my shameless love to you both) And i havent even started complaining about the heat rash that i have all over my body. It was so painful, and equally sad that i had to pick up everything that was on the ground by kneeling down immediately instead of bending my back in fear of feeling the demons on my skin. It was so bad I figured that if i was able in keeping up with these weird body postures, a job in cirque du soleil would seem possible in future to come.

I would be the one in the middle thank you. I like stretching.

Frankly speaking, i am really not in any mood for complaining about anything (Though it would seem i always do for i bitch). All i can say is that you can believe it was bad if you would take my word that one of my bitch buddy dreamt of apollo cakes during these few days. I mean, do free-to-socialise consumers above the age of 18 even still know these cakes in the outside world? I firmly consider it more of a nightmare. And even more to share, my buddy and I shared that very little slight infuriation when we were thinking about the policy of smoking in the army. These would include the guys that would get to enjoy their little whiff of estacy in the form of smoke usually after every meal. Its always brought to the attention of all that this daily process is really more of a privilege rather than a regimental procedure, which brought me to think what privilege then, is given to the people who prefer the healthy way out? No way in hell are we getting high by smelling the same air since we were born 19 years ago, so why are we not given anything to you know, just make us happier? Addiction is clearly the first excuse i rule out, cause im telling you clearly now that i was a Tv addict and getting out of it was as bad as a cold turkey for me. I need a higher calling to listen out and i want my damned potato salad. WITH the chicken bits.

This course is ending soon too. I really cannot wait for the jap drama marathons with my pals. And that very special 'My Sassy Girl'. To the MiA: was there an UFO in the movie? Geesh. Till then, i shall feel warmth in some pictures. Not too much cause of the heat rash though.


Written fashion may not be history @3:29 PM


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