This is my story...

Friday, May 20, 2005

Two weeks and no updates! I had my range (shooting, live shooting with real rifle and real rounds) last Saturday. So basically my weekends were burnt. So I didn't have the time to update my blog. Sad.

They compensated us with a bookout on Friday evening today. So I'll have a long weekend and I get to sleep on my bed on Friday night!

3 more weeks to the end of BMT! I cannot wait for it lah. Though I've made really nice friends in there, but I think it's better for us to complete everything and get posted to our vocations and get the hell out of army life.

And I have this bunk mate who has absolutely no sense of personal hygiene and independence. I mean what the hell, how in the world did he enter the army? Goddamnit I was really pissed with him this morning for switching on the lights at 4am in the morning, disturbing my sleep. For those who know me, I HATE BEING DISTURBED FROM MY SLEEP.

Anyways there is nothing to talk about him. Wasting my time and space and energy to type shiet about him.

Hmm as usual. You have to march to eat. March or double to anywhere around the whole school.

Maybe keeping a mum of everything seems to do the job pretty well.

And I wonder why do I still miss you suddenly when I was happily cleaning my rifle that afternoon. Anyways don't care. You aren't significant anymore. Shouldn't waste my time and the spaces in my brains on you.

But something's never change: The fact that I will not get used to waking up at 0530. What the hell so early for what sia.

Trust me, BMT is kinda wasting time. But they will always tell you the same old things; it is because you have a powerful defence force so we are enjoying peace now. Whatever.

What crap.

I am gonna spend my weekends fruitfully. I can't wait to watch star wars lah. Thanks to the army I cannot catch it on time. What to do, you have to serve the country.

Actually I really don't know what to blog about lah. Everyone is not interested into army stuff. I have no girls stuff because you cannot find any in the army (except in cookhouse where you can get aunties to add more stuff in your rice). I have no complains (oh ya I have but it's a waste of time typing them out). My life is just like that.

So I don't know about anything or everything about the world, because I choose not to observe and believe what the world can give me.

What the fuck am I talking.

Rambled by kaSh at 7:50 pm