Hey everyone!

Today is my book-in day once again.

NS is not so fun. My bunk consists of a wide variety of folks. There's the gangster (REAL one with gang tattoos), the super sotong (he's super duper... omg... raw boy who looks like he's got trisomy 21), a illegal ah beng (those 4D bookies runner, pirated vcd kind of fat dirty male), the poseur clubbers (bastard joker), a fool-hardy who's very garang, the RI bastard who got kicked out because of his bastardy ways, and a few other guys.

The exercises are tough and will get progressively tougher, so I shall bear with it, bit by bit. Nothing much to talk about because the intelligence level within the platoon or section is only about the female anatomy, flowery languages and sex, sex, sex, occasional soccer talks (which i don't follow).

They not sian, i also sian already.

The food though is better than unit but lacks variety. I'm sick of it. My platoon has got a new fresh commissioned 2LT as PC and we're gonna be left with 2 SGT as 1 was posted to Z coy and another 1 would be clearing his pre-ORD leave this month.

So far things are still manageable by my means, we shall see how later on. :)

Take care people! Thanks to my mum for stocking up on my army gears, vanessa for her support, my family and my friends for being friends. Ha!

Till the next book-out, bye bye! :)