white coats and clovers remind me of you.

Book outs are like vaCCations.

'this summarises my saturaday. packed day.

army = brain spoil. *notice vaccation above.*

outside some shoe shop, blurred on purpose

the coffeebean guy didn't know how to focus =.=" but anyway these are my army friends.

lol i found this at famous amos and decided to do some combine shot thingy. quite cute

can i call you her name.

happy father's day.

swirl and twirl.

more swirl and twirl.

very experimental &&&&

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Back home for less than 24 hours.

Just finished my 6 day field camp. Not shagged out but the living condition was certainly unhygienic. eee i don't like. Its the only thing that makes me contemplate twice about chionging in army. I don't mind anything physical but i hate not being clean.

So for field camp, on a rudimentary level, I learnt how to do urban operations and jungle operations. Then after that we spent 2 days digging the freaking shell scrape. I finished mine in 3 hours + but those that are done have to help the slower ones. We dug even late into the night till like 3am.

From 9am to 4.30pm we dug, with 10kg on us and the freaking hot sun also. Then we got tekan session by which only 35 people survives out of 63 from my platoon, the rest fell out to see the medic. Some were hyperventilating, asthma, heat exhaustion, cannot take it, high fever, etc etc.
But i think most of them couldn't endure it. The sergeants were like mind screwing us and they only gave us so little water. I almost died from no water and heat rash. Then after that, they gave us letters they asked our parents to write. Which made everyone cry. How? they painted a picture that if we're so weak now and cannot defend our country, our loved ones would die. Then they give us the letters. =.="
I must admit i kinda teared a little.
Then at night, CONTINUE DIGGING TILL 3am zzz

Okay i'm running short of time, gtg. Write next time. byebye