Oh god, I am so dead tired, I should not have agreed to walk to Bedok Central from School with Nabil and gang, my legs and body officially hates me, period! I wonder why I can still conjure up this much energy to type, I assure you that one touch of my bed and I will fall asleep in no time, aww.....
Had our own personal training today, my drills standards are fluctuating like mad, at first, I was up to my standards, then, I was worse than Seng Wei! ( No offence Seng Wei...) I really had to improve on it, and in good time! The Corporal test will be on in less than 48 hours! I really need to Cram in all that info.
I do have a few things to say before I go on...
I do not like people who try to be funny with me, and I got a whole lot of it today, from everyone in the squad (save for a few...), okay, I have been at fault too and I have been a bit of an arsehole so never mind, cheers guys :).
And I officially HATE being cut in during drills when I am timing (okay, I appreciate the fact that you guys are trying to help the squad when my standard is not as good as usual, thanks guys.), I felt very annoyed and very, very disheartened (The fact that I have been considered inferior, it's my inferiority complex I think...). I have been the one who volunteered to time during drills and I must admit that I have did a good job, but yes, recently my performance is like sh*t, yes I acknowledge the fact that there are people who are better than me, (2nd Class vs 3rd class drill badge, it's no contest.) but it is almost the same when you are timing and some one else cuts in, maybe I am being over reacting but....never mind, my inferiority complex is getting to me again.
Back to the brighter side of things, after training (And a friendly match of soccer.) We had lunch, and that was when things got disgusting, after we ate our food, since Shan Leong had some stuff left in his Laksa, we (meaning my friends Seng Wei, Shan Leong and Nabil.)...well, my part in this is mostly minimised, decided to pour all of Seng Wei's remaining salt (From his watermelons, wait a minute...... they actually dip Watermelons in salt???) into his laksa, and I was forced to get a taste of it, and I just recovered from my Cramp, well, it was not too bad, at least without the fact that I can feel the salt crystals and the taste of Saturated salt! God help me, at least they did not force me to eat after they dumped the remainder of their dishes in the the already digusting concoction.
Then we started polishing our boots under a void deck of a Not-so nearby flat.(After Shan Leong answered a very Long call of nature.) My Boots finally got a decent shine! Except for the scars of course, and and guess what, Nabil, instead of bringing Kiwi shoe polish got a brand that has a uncanny resemblance, the 'w' in Kiwi is changed to a 'v'. He didn't know about that until then, it was priceless.
After getting our fingers covered in Polish, Neutral and Black, I, not in my right mind, decided to go with the Boys in our group and walked all the way to Bedok central, and was then coerced into walking a longer distance to another bus stop to take a bus home, my legs will need to be oiled for a non-stop 24 hours if they were robotic, I will stop now, I would say more but you will be bored of me now...
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