Friday, December 29, 2006

NHD (No Hair Daze)

the title speaks for itself. :'(

but before i get to the main point, there is a certain element of NS that perks me up like no other, and that is BOOK OUT DAY. book out day has its miraculous capabilities, everyone can get down to working hard and slogging their ass off to ensure a smooth and quick booking out. of course there is potential for pple to show how selfish they can get, but fortunately i haven't seen much of that just yet. trust me on this, the elation's amplified much more. and so i am not going to screw myself up and ruin every potential freeeeeeeeee weekend. thou shalt not be confined. =)

BUT for someone who cares a lot about his appearance (me lah! and the thousand others who refuse to admit that), the ego is simultaneously diminished during bookout day because of my hair or the lack there of. i need to plan my haircutting schedule such that my hair is of suitable length during my birthday. haiz. the hair (and the glasses) can make or break a person.

and thus im broken. -.-

actually this is a complain-y entry. i dun have the right to complain to my fellow sectionmates because they are probably going thru the same shit as me. literally in same boat (the penguin fastcraft) as me. the friggin SAF boots is so irritating cos it blisters ur pinkie toe. and ur heel. and they expect us not to drag our boots. IT HURTS real bad okay? sobs. but aiya. im supposed to be some SAF warrior now, so... pain..... 'I SWALLOW' (as quoted from a certain celeb).

and they train us to 'do or die dun ask why'. now i dun even bother to ask about anything. no more sense of curiousity already. only left the sense of urgency. how unfortunate.

break a few more bones. shatter a couple of joints. then i'd be done. =)
not done as in dead but done as in passed out.
not passed out as in faint but graduate.

yikes. army lingo. not that im sensitive to vulgarities lah, but when pple use fuck so friggin often, like e.g. fuck! i fuckin miss my fuckin bed so fuckingly., it gets so... deliberate that it sounds so fake lah. wtf can! oops.

74 days more to P.O.P. C'mon!
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moved along at 9:07 PM
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