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| by comrade commissar | Thomas | @ Saturday, June 04, 2005, 9:51:00 PM | permalink |
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Sleep. I definitely got some issues. In my waking hours I try to put it off as much as possible. Nescafe. Running. Starbucks Espresso Frapp (venti). Push ups. Red Bull. This is especially true during my leisure time. And the problem with army life nowadays is that I can literally feel an hourglass in my head, grasping in vain at the fine sands of seconds, minutes and hours trickle away as book-in time draws ever closer. The remedy? I cramp everything fun/exciting together. After the rock climbing there's jamming with Edmund and Boon, before that will be church in the morning; or maybe a trip down to Kino and Borders at Orchard. Or catch a movie. Or clubbing. Or hanging around with friends for dinner outside. I hardly stay at home nowadays, its more like a petrol station to me - I swerve in, replenish and top up, off I go again. At end the end of my hectic weekend I go back to camp with my brain's control room flashing red lights and the "Sleep" meter firmly indicating (Source: Real Life Comics. Great shite. www.reallifecomics.com ) I think the in-camp grogginess affects my mental abilities. Made some really scatterbrain boo-boos that even I would kick my own ass for. Joshua says that the simple solution is to get adequate solid sleep during my weekend breaks, to which I immediately reply without hesitation: "Huh? What for?"It disturbs me that that was my subconscious's reply to something so common sense and sensible. Houston we definitely got a problem. --- I need to better manage my finances. OK, so I've managed to keep my bills in check and not be in debt. I need something more.. like not wind up with exactly just enough or $0 at the end of every month. Hell.. I got post NS and university life to worry about. Can't really be thinking only about the here and now. I keep telling myself these things when I'm in a rational mood - and then I happily go and spend big on makan outside or on that sweeet punk shirt at the army market. I really should stop laughing at Boon when he does things that I usually laugh off as pauper/cheapskate behaviour. Maybe the guru knows the way. --- What I've been doing for most part of yesterday afternoon:  All those years reading WWII history books, black white photos.. Playing this game is like a nerd's dream come true Yup, finally got Blitzkrieg installed on my PC. Just when I thought I've long gotten over gaming, I got myself sucked into hours of clicking and hitting the keyboard. Dude.. where's my afternoon? There are genes that increases a person's natural susceptiblity to alcohol addiction. Maybe there's one for gaming too. |
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