Saturday, April 12, 2008

yes. i m back from camp. at this utterly odd hour. feeling absolutely crabbish. was snapping at everyone, from my parents to the waiters. had a glass if white wine and a glass of red. i hate red. wish i could have had more of the white. beer would have sounded appealing if it was for the calories. ah wells. a bloody mary would be nice. still. at the end of the day. getting drunk aint my thing.

i m like ultra annoyed at the fact by this time tmr. i ll be back in my shithole. snoozing away. waiting for our 5bex the next morning. new recruits all around. almost makes u feel like some lao jiao. but they ll learn fast. they ll catch up. and cum pop, we ll be standing shoulder to shoulder, 2 weeks of confinement, we all go through it. we all learn to suck our fucking thumbs.

i must say that the last two days must have been the hardest days of bmt. its nice to finally go past that 4 week mark. nice to see familiar faces, ben soh, zhihao, glenn chau, darrell and i even saw jiayong to top the list. at least somehow or rather u dont feel alone. or that alone anymore. but shit happens i guess. ah wells. happened to seb. happened to underaged. even happened to sergeant alvin. we all learn to suck our fucking thumbs.

pardon the swearing la. just really sad and frustrated at the moment. even some inanimate green object with a shell and a tail thats lying on my bed feels a pain to look at.

|cowpoo| 11:51 PM|

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