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Sunday Morning

I had always love Sunday ever since god know when because Sunday is the only time to be able to get up late and laze around the whole day before dreading in anticipation about the approaching of much hated Monday.

Sunday morning should be spend enjoying a cup of hot coffee brewed by mom, sitting on the big comfortable chair reading “THE SUNDAY TIMES” articles by articles, words by words, chewing soon to be expired white bread with ham and butter wrapped in between. The whole process might take up to 2 hours but nevertheless still deeply comforting to know there is nothing to keep you occupied or to be rush upon.

It was also once upon a time when Sunday night also mean book-in night…back to SAF ferry terminal to board the ferry back to Tekong for another week of harsh training, taking the dreaded long journey ride from West to East on the MRT to Changi Naval Base where lots of “Sai Kang” (fatigue work as what they also prefer to say) awaits for completion and such but those activities were such long time ago and they have ceased to exist anymore in my case so yup, that was the nightmare I had always hated in the past.

Fast forward till now, after 1 and half year in SAF, I still don’t know whether being posted to my vocation is a blessing or a curse but I still firmly believe all my superiors who are in regular service are either condemn by SAF or simply fuck up. Hehe. Life’s like that. You win some, you lose some..I guessed.

To side track a little, I discovered with my eyes wide open Orchard is not as bad as I thought. There is still a whole load of pretty babes in Singapore, as what my platoon mates, poly buddies and me have witnessed. Good to Go!

Cynthia is really really very very lucky/unlucky to have known a bunch of guys who treat her like one of their own.

I think I have ears as large as Jumbo and their position seem a little too low for my liking. On the other hand, large ears also mean I’m resourceful to know first hand details and “siam” my way out of trouble. Agree/Disagree?

Friendster really did a very good job in shrinking the world as well as the whole of Singapore to a dot because if you noticed, they have this “Make New Friends” column on the right hand side of the screen, encouraging you to click on the user profile.

So to my utter surprise, Friendster actually introduced ex. one true love boyfriend profile. What the Fuck! Haha.

Though the mountain is divide and the ocean are wide are wide, it’s a small world after all…

posted by Immortali @ 3:30 pm