It still puzzles me why after so long that I have enlisted, I'm still suffering from Pre-Booking In Depression. The feeling of sian-ness of going back into camp comes forth on the day of booking in and it grows into something very irritating as the hours grow nearer.
As I am blogging this very slight entry now, I'm packing my stuff. And for this long weekend that I have spent at home, Mum is in Shanghai enjoying herself. Ever since I have enlisted, she had been going on trips.
Well since she is not at home, I chose to smoke anywhere I want in the house...except her room of course, which I'm occupying over the weekends now. Well there is air-con in her room and her bed can be extended to a Queen-size double, more room for me to roll around.
Sunday was kinda like Japanese Sunday, since I dined in a Japanese restaurant during lunch and watched a Japanese movie after that. I kinda regretted going over to St James on that Sunday as well since it was so damn fucking crowded.
I can get over the fact that people are pushing around to get their way. But it gets a little irritating when it happens throughout the whole night. And it gets even more irritating when you get sweaty bodies rubbed against you. Like put on a fucking shirt for God's sake, dancing doesn't really mean you have to lose your S sized T-shirt.
I think today is going to be the last day I'm going to cab into camp. I have been doing that alot lately and its not really healthy for my bank account. And IPPT is this week and I'm sure to fail it. I'm sure to go for Remedial Training which, I've heard from my seniors, is no use at all.
I think I'm going to end it right here.
As I am blogging this very slight entry now, I'm packing my stuff. And for this long weekend that I have spent at home, Mum is in Shanghai enjoying herself. Ever since I have enlisted, she had been going on trips.
Well since she is not at home, I chose to smoke anywhere I want in the house...except her room of course, which I'm occupying over the weekends now. Well there is air-con in her room and her bed can be extended to a Queen-size double, more room for me to roll around.
Sunday was kinda like Japanese Sunday, since I dined in a Japanese restaurant during lunch and watched a Japanese movie after that. I kinda regretted going over to St James on that Sunday as well since it was so damn fucking crowded.
I can get over the fact that people are pushing around to get their way. But it gets a little irritating when it happens throughout the whole night. And it gets even more irritating when you get sweaty bodies rubbed against you. Like put on a fucking shirt for God's sake, dancing doesn't really mean you have to lose your S sized T-shirt.
I think today is going to be the last day I'm going to cab into camp. I have been doing that alot lately and its not really healthy for my bank account. And IPPT is this week and I'm sure to fail it. I'm sure to go for Remedial Training which, I've heard from my seniors, is no use at all.
I think I'm going to end it right here.
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