aiyo...

i'm blogging at 1345H! on a work day!

why?

it's 'cause i'm.... on MC!

haha... guess it really pays to be a little sick now and then.

felt sightly feverish and vomitted in the morning. (and no i do NOT have morning sickness. freaks.) so i went to camp... like every hero should... keeping the pain to myself... praying that it would simply go away. but i couldn't... guess i just wasn't strong enough. so the hero me decided to go report sick instead. so i WALKED... yes, i WALKED in the bloody hot sun for about 2.5km to the Medical Centre.

upon arrival... i nearly fainted... no, not because of the weather (i'm a hero remember, heroes can take more shit than that) but because of the freaking loooooooong queue.

all those stupid botak headed privates wearing their PT kit... cluthing their water bottles... so freaking many... around 20! that's like almost half a platoon! so i watched (in pain) as these idiots, served by the other idiots at the MC talk cock with each other... laughing and giggling... they were suppose to be SICK. super duper "keng-sters"...

so the deal was this... i waited for 2 hours... saw the MO and got my stuff within 5 minutes.

efficient eh?

time for what all heroes need most... rest.