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| by comrade commissar | Thomas | @ Saturday, July 09, 2005, 2:59:00 PM | permalink |
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The past week felt almost civilian. We had night's out on Tuesday & Friday, and Happy Hour on Thursday. Night's out means we get to leave camp from around 6pm+ to go out, roam abit and then book into camp again before the day is done, (sometimes at exactly 2359h even) Happy Hour's where we all gather at a mess/lounge, sing crappy songs from a KTV machine, and get drunk on duty-free beer, except we didn't drink this time around as our IPPT is on the next day and our course commander doesn't want anytime to die from some previously unknown life threatening hungover effect. So yea, I basically sat around for 3-4 hours listening to fellow course mates bellow out renderings of songs that I don't even like. "Eh? Why you sitting there so bored? Not having fun meh?"Umm. Friday's night's out was a more enjoyable affair though. One group of the guys wanted to head down to Jurong Point. Another group wanted to head out to a LAN shop for some gaming. I picked group 2. When we were on the bus, you could tell we are army boys. The entire time we were noisy rowdy grunting males alienating the already crowded vehicle with our behaviour. Bah, philistines. Just when I thought I was the lone decent civilised gentlemen still alive and standing (holding on to handrails actually) with my ettiquette intact, the bus drove to the Tengah Airbase bus stop and whoa- this cute airbase corporal girl dashed for the bus! She managed to get on the bus and the first thought that I had was "Wahlaueh I want to quit Armour and join the Airforce lah." It took me 5-10 seconds to realise I was gawking, mouth wide open, tact missing. de·prived (d  -pr vd )adj.
Reached the LAN shop, damn.. no more PCs with Warcraft III installed. Ah well.. Poor me surfed internet & chatted instead. Hung around for about 3 hours and we went back to camp again. Back at camp, the people from the group that went to Jurong Point were back too. Most of them looked like they were on amphetamines. They could barely contain themselves.. running around the bunk like evangelistic firebrands eager to spread the joyful tidings to whoever would listen. The gospel in this case was this hot babe they saw. The prurient preachers' were in some sort of fervour, hands fluttering around conjuring invisible shapes to communicate across ideas of attire, shapes and sizes, mouths rambling off whatever imagery they could think to describe the visuals. I'm not going to write down what they said they felt when they saw the chick or worst, what they wanted to do. This phase of our lives is quite amusing really, in a sad sad way. --- not-so-stupid army guy things i'll be doing this week: I'm be at this gig later:   The Remains of the Day by Kazuo Ishiguro. Read a couple pages of this awhile back, thought it was quite good. Want to find the book to finish up. |
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Hmm... reading The Unconsoled by Kazuo Ishiguro now. I like the economy of words he seems to have. The Unconsoled is pretty out of logic so far but in a good way.
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Jeiel Aranal @ times 2:12 AM, July 11, 2005
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