what a day...

wah sian... having fever now.. this week have been q.a fast week for me. Because there are many things to do. Everynight sleep very late and wake up very early. Not enough sleep and crawling like shit this morning.

So far my platoon, from my observation, have been the lousiest one in coy. Some funny ppl and stuff. Not going to write it now because damn tired and feeling sick...

Some big big shit happened today and roll down hitting our book out timing. Some of the recruits were already sitting on ferry liao but last min called back to coy. Initially was told cannot bookout but last min there is a change of plan again. Book out very late and reached home late too.

Feeling sick now and dun wish to think. So thats all for today. =p

Chinese New Year celebration

just came back from another week of army life. But inparticular, I just book out after a chinese new year celebration event at spec mess. The plan today was that the specs can book out in the evening excepts those with duties today and tomorrow. But due to this event, I am not able to book out until after 2130hrs. So my thought for this event was very sian and think its simply a waste of everyone's time. But still, I told myself to try to enjoy it because I wanted to have a happy army life. Thinking that I could spent time with the other commanders with a celebrating occasion, I tried to put my spirit high. In summary, the event was q.nice with lots of cheers, few hot babes, alot of alcohols and many commanders. A few of "older" commanders, including me, buy drinks for the fellow commanders in my company. I spents abotu 30 bucks on cheap alochol.

Was rushing back home just now and one of my fellow spec lobang me and anoter specto newton. Got a bit high and talked a bit too much and talked abit on my past sad history about my army life. Though happened q.a few year ago, but to me, it feels life its something happened not long ago. Maybe its because I went back to the "old life style" after so many year and so, I felt that it happened not long ago...

Was feeling frecking boring in camp and thought its time to get a gf. But yet, I kinda life keep contridicting myself... Sigh... next week is the field camp week, hope for the coming many weeks till I ORD will be a high morale. So far I have been gaining momentum on my morale. Hope everything will goes fine.

There are too many things to blog about (e.g.: change bunk, road march, funny soldiers...etc) and I dun think I can do that with my brain filled with alcohol now. Maybe I shall blog about it till next time... =)

1st week in a*my

My first blogging in 2009. In this first 10 days of 2009, I have experience 1 week of the a*my life. During the 1st two days, I was arranged to wait in a discussion room with a bunch of OOT, regulars-to-be-enlisted and etc. Some of them have been waiting inside the room for more than 1 month doing nothing, starring in the air wasting time. Though most, if not all, of them have the chao geng and slacking attitude, and my impression of them isn't any positive. But after listening to the conversation among some of the indian OOTs, I have a slight changed of views towards them. Many things that there had talked about but in summary, I found that they are actually very knowledgable in music and some other funny stuff. Couldn't catch alot of the stuff that they were talking about. This makes me reflect on myself and, though I am aware of the fact that I am a boring person long long ago, I thought I really should have some change in my life to make my life a bit more interesting.

My life in the company have been peaceful and ok so far. Found that there are some of discipline problems but I didn't wanna be hash on them. Trying to adapt to my new(old) status while making adjusting to emotions and figuring out alot of things. Still cannot decide on whether I wanna be ga rang/slack/devil/angel. Hopefully everything will goes smoothly till ORD.

army memories

Sigh... finally I have to go back to the place that I dislike most, Army. Going back to the place where I had lots and lots of memories, most of them very bad ones... Packing my bag today makes me recall those time when I first enter army. I remembered that these folding uniforms and packing stuff was done by someone that I loved. And today I am doing it myself. Anw, those are past and buried behind... Am looking forward and hoping that this time round, I can have lots of good memories and to cure the trauma. Everytime had gone by q.smoothly for 2008, for at least my main goal had been achieved. I hope 2009 will be a good year for me.