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Monday, July 09, 2012

Chapter 333:

Sunday: Woke up early in the morning on a Sunday. This time it's not for duty anymore. I woke up not because I needed to, but because I wanted to. I headed out straight, in an unusual happy mood, drank milk as usual, changed and walked out. Cats and dogs started to pour. Using my natural instincts, I navigated through the sheltered walkways, even though its one big round, I managed to get to the LRT station, 100% dry.

Took LRT to Sengkang, met up with Desmond, before meeting Vanessa and Shili. We headed for Promenade MRT station. We then walked into the floating platform, not on it though. We cleaned the seats with tissue paper due to the cats and the dogs as mentioned earlier.

The Passing Out Parade (POP) was a tad different from the previous one as there are arrangements for NDP there already. Nevertheless, it was still spectacular and grand.

The feeling is just awesome, especially for those passing out on that day... this set me thinking... would I have wanted to be there... but I don't think I want to go through what the PES A/B1 went through though.. Would I have survived PES A/B1 BMT and enjoyed the passing out? It's definitely more glorious... but oh well, all is too late now. I should just treasure what I have.

Saw people from Xinmin and AJ there as well, though not really familiar with many. I saw my camp mate Yu Quan there though.

After the photos, Nich Khaw joined us and we went to the shopping centre nearby... where everywhere is populated. Nowhere for breakfast.... So we walked all the way to Suntec City to have Macdonalds Breakfast! I ate Sausage McMuffin with Egg Meal with iced milo. We then stoned there, chatted, slept? before leaving. I went home after that. It was tough finding the MRT station haha, poor sense of direction I guess. Nevertheless, I just randomly walked around, turned 1570 circles, and found the Esplanade MRT station.... abit off from the expected Promenade station... but oh well.... It's ok as well.

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While in camp, I picked up a phonecall,

Caller: Hello, who is it?
Me: Private Nicholas.
Caller: WK here
Me: He's not around.
Caller: No, I mean I am WK.... Is xxx around?

Ok, that was weird lol.

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A: When people ask me to treat them, sometimes I will AB, sometimes I will ABC.
B: Huh? American-born Chinese? You don't look like one.
A: AB is act blur, ABC is act blur completely.



kamikorosu @ 8:59 PM





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