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its over now. and what a big fuck up it was. spent the whole damn day ferrying rations for the working group. you have to see the food to believe that it was made by the same people, same company that provides the ration daily to SAF cookhouses all over singapore. the journey between camp and city hall was a killer, although its been like the 100th time we're doing it, it still feels damn fucking long.
since i was busy getting ready the ration and running around organizing stuphs, i pretty much missed the whole big hoohah. it doesnt really matters much to me anyway, i've grown pretty de-sensitized to the whole thing already. i didnt even stand at attention during the national anthem, even in uniform,ahah. some people may call it sacriledge or whatever, but hey, i'm not that patriotic to begin with anyway. i dont feel like i owe anyone anything, or just because i'm born here, i must have great pride or feeling in being singaporean, that i must respect something that i cant even be bothered with. so go ahead, sue me, i'll gladly hand in my papers.
the whole shennigan ended at around 8+ for the public, i lost track of time. but it wasnt over until 1am. thats right, 1 fucking AM in the morning. commander came into the main chamber, initiated the happy hour, thanked everyone except us, and then left. everyone, except us, made merry and drank beer and wine like there's no tomorrow. us? we top-upped the food, utensils, beer and cleared rubbish. and what do we get? going back to work the next day while everyone else is on off. gee, thanks a lot for the hard work then. after the happy hour, stayed back to clear the whole place, load up all stores and proceed back to camp. that was the drill. but by then, it was already 2 in the morning and i was pretty pissed off. to hell with no smoking in uniform in public rules. i pretty much smoked away the remaining sticks in my packet just outside the old supreme court.
we reached back camp at around 2.30am. after clearing up everything, i released the guys and finally made it to bed by 3. and the bitch was that we had to wake up and work later in the morning. so that was it, National Day for me and my guys. forgive me if we feel "a little unappreciated."
since i was busy getting ready the ration and running around organizing stuphs, i pretty much missed the whole big hoohah. it doesnt really matters much to me anyway, i've grown pretty de-sensitized to the whole thing already. i didnt even stand at attention during the national anthem, even in uniform,ahah. some people may call it sacriledge or whatever, but hey, i'm not that patriotic to begin with anyway. i dont feel like i owe anyone anything, or just because i'm born here, i must have great pride or feeling in being singaporean, that i must respect something that i cant even be bothered with. so go ahead, sue me, i'll gladly hand in my papers.
the whole shennigan ended at around 8+ for the public, i lost track of time. but it wasnt over until 1am. thats right, 1 fucking AM in the morning. commander came into the main chamber, initiated the happy hour, thanked everyone except us, and then left. everyone, except us, made merry and drank beer and wine like there's no tomorrow. us? we top-upped the food, utensils, beer and cleared rubbish. and what do we get? going back to work the next day while everyone else is on off. gee, thanks a lot for the hard work then. after the happy hour, stayed back to clear the whole place, load up all stores and proceed back to camp. that was the drill. but by then, it was already 2 in the morning and i was pretty pissed off. to hell with no smoking in uniform in public rules. i pretty much smoked away the remaining sticks in my packet just outside the old supreme court.
we reached back camp at around 2.30am. after clearing up everything, i released the guys and finally made it to bed by 3. and the bitch was that we had to wake up and work later in the morning. so that was it, National Day for me and my guys. forgive me if we feel "a little unappreciated."
posted by boredphuck at 12:12 am
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Hail the SAF!!!
haiz, and they keep on saying the commanders understand what we do, to me arh, understand FUCK SHIT lor.., btw u got recieve the mail from capt sima?
She's posting some cadets over right?
She damn corny leh, address me as 'outstanding syndicate student'.
Haha.
Anyway, recently kinda 'crosspath' with my boss. So my days are seems to be going downhill.
Sighs...tell you another time when we have the chance to meet up la
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