JAYDABEST

then hopefully it’ll be sislack all the way!!! (or at least for the remaining 2 weeks of bslc)

ANYWAY. i’m only blogging because i feel like commemorating the moment calvin qinsheng yuxuan and i finally have our first picture together!!! can you believe there’s not a single one with only us inside!!! ah.

But since i’m already here i might as well do some reflection and talk some serious stuff

Muz talked to me on FB just now. even though it was just a short convo i realised, i actually do quite miss my bmt section!!! i thought i wouldn’t initially, because 1) my current section mates are not bad. like the past few weeks i’ve been talking a lot to ppl like justin and jiajun my 2 fellow hc gayboiz, and then ppl like honchyte and weisheng and some more.  2) i’m not that close to them. But of course i cannot compare them to my jc and high sch bestfriends, that’ll be unfair. so i’m hoping the next few weeks we’ll be able to continue bonding happily, no matter where we get posted to in the end. recently i’ve come to the realisation that i shouldn’t just keep to my select group of bestfriends. more good friends wouldn’t hurt! besides, i do dedicate the most amount of time by far to my bestfriends (:

and i really dislike a lot a lot of ppl in my company!!! for diplomacy’s sake i shall not name the particular section(s), or ppl. but ugh. not only regular trainees are capable of being pigheads. anyway i am not really that diplomatic. sometimes i cannot contain my hostility. but i don’t really care la.

SHIT I GOT NO MORE TIME LEFT i took too long need to rush back to camp already will post the photos next wk its on fb anyway OKAY BYEBYE may i survive grand slam.

even though this fieldcamp was pretty much okay.

the most prominent point this week, or rather in my 3+ months of ns life, was going back to camp from navex at mandai late night. on the way, the bus passed by bt timah, part of the exact route that i (and every hcian who lived in the west) used to travel by every day. the feeling was indescribable. longing, sadness, desperation and frustration all rolled into a big limitless well of emotions.

the other was the fact that fieldcamp was at limchukang camp, which was really, really near home. and it felt that way. we could also see the highway in its fullest glory one night. as we gazed at the cars streaming by, the sense of entrapment and pining for the real world never felt so strong.

those were the moments i never experienced at tekong.

heat rash’s an arsefaced bitch. it got so agonising the 3rd day i was literally convulsing and writhing throughout. i will turn over a new leaf and change my top next time. never want to feel it again.

going out again soon to regain my sanity. bye.