just halfway there. halfway there.

field camp's like tml on till saturday. ah God make this week disappear from my life man. okay maybe im just scaring myself on purpose. lol i just hate the idea of not being able to bathe and wearing sweaty and stinky uniforms the entire time with camou all over your body. well apart from that it aint so bad right? just bugs, centipedes, ants, scorpions.. ah wadeva.

listenin to - in every sunflower by bell x1

the flames will flicker and the wanting will waver,
the storm will stutter but i won't blow over.
until the war is won,
until the song is sung and the work is done.

it's the acceleration group with the acceleration groove,
formation fighting, form in a line.
the acceleration group with the acceleration groove,
formation fighting, form into one.
the next boat is yours.

havent been here in the longest of time ever. okay the past couple of weeks have really had lots of well, decorated eventful moments.

well the first 16 days of confinement passed by as though it was 16 years instead. out of which i kinda came down with a really bad case of throat infection and flu, coupled with a record-high(for me at least) fever of 39.5°C. so i kinda was rewarded(as quoted from my sergeant) the sickbay for ard 20 hours. yeah they kinda gave me some iv drip which kinda made me keep having to use the bathroom. then finally when the fever came down and i was discharged, it took ard 8 hrs to get my temperature up to 39.2°C again and there, my second reward. and the medics cant seem to get the needle in my vein and like they kept missing after twisting and turning with the needle INSIDE your vein. ah right. so i had like 2 extra holes for nothing. overall, the most torturous fact was that i brought my headphones but not my mp3 player!! so basically i had no music to listen to for 16 days except dumb army songs and the trumpet recording thing that they played during flag-raising and lowering.

so basically well army life is just, army life. i shant elaborate cause then i would have to throw in those army jargons and no one would end up understanding unless you're a fellow unfortunate soul. had really really very hilariously funny moments in camp, and also yet very emotionally draining ones as well. haha maybe that's why people say you're miss bmt when its over.

oh btw i finally bought my new guitar. Fender MIK Ash Lite Telecaster. okay so like over a span of two days i just saw $1000 fly outta my bank account. oh well. i shall take a break from buying anymore guitar stuff for at least maybe a month or two. no pictures cause i aint got a camera and my camera phone is like chucked away thanks to ns.

booked out for smu business interview last friday. thank God my group were all guys, which meant majority fellow dumb ns guys. we had to write an essay the moment we enter, of which it really made me feel so incompetent and stupid. been so long since i actually had to write something that makes sense. my title was "in not more than 500 words discuss patriotism." haha and no i didnt write a single thing about ns, though like the entire time the 7 core values kept ringing in my head. then we were given 10 mins to read an article on the world trying to attract gulf tourism before we headed on to the interview class to discuss about it. wasnt easy but then it was really quite cool and interactive. really nice for a change to see the person in charge not talk with sacarsm and scrutiny but with a tone that's encouraging and warm.

and well, here's to living in the moment.

listenin to - blue eyes by cary brothers.