"dude. is that girl pregnant?"
"which one?"
"that fat one."
...
yeah anyway, last night was fucking awesome. jon celebrated his 21st birthday at grand copthorne with style. dressed up as a pimp complete with cane and bravado, he gave us all a very warm welcome to his dinner and drink session. already i felt the tingling as we stepped into the room.
but you know what.
mere words cannot describe the... things, that occured there last night. no, instead ill save it for when i have all the pictures on my computer. then, ill be able to do his party true justice. after all, how do you go about writing in detail the costumes everyone wore?...
or maybe just one gay person.
MOVING ON...
a big ruckus occured in camp last week. we all suffered a great deal, and at the risk of being pwned upside down by the SAF screeners, ill simply have to say that i really doubt things can get any worse. ill just have to keep my chin up and chest out, so this time will pass quickly. im facing a confinement for losing my 11b too... but ah well. its like xin wei said lah, its near impossible to get through ns without this kinda thing hitting you. im taking it into my stride pretty well if i do say so myself.
thus, tonight im booking in once more. and how many more weeks to the end of the sea soldier course? 7 more weeks.
yeah....
time for another smoke.
later me lovelies
Cindy Lauper's Time After Time
After my picture fades and darkness has
Turned to gray
Watching through windows
you're wondering if I'm OK
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