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Hello, after long time, I’m here to update my blog (:
So many things happened and passed. I’m too lazy to update them one by one. Some of them are better not to say out, otherwise things will just get bigger. Now even march holidays have arrived. i think that sec 4s life are like a nightmare. Starting off the year with work, work, tests, tests and studies. I almost died in them. I din really survived in them though. Like what I mentioned earlier, many things had passed. I really getting more and more depressed as the days passed by. First was the sec one orientation. Like the wink of eye, all the preparation and hardwork put in the campfire were being put one side as the campfire was over. Next, getting the number of sec ones. Followed by welcoming the sec ones and there they were all standing right in front of me. Having a squad of my own is so different. Next, was the preparation of unit camp and btc. In between ct! I was very tired physically and mentally. Things popping up one by one. After ct, there was the UNIT CAMP’07! (: very fast, 3 days 2 nights were over. In the camp, I learnt a lot and get to noe more about the cadets. I love night time. As usual, jiatru did many stupid and retarded things in the camp. Not many noe about it though. The only thing I wud like to say is “a very different experience and a nice one”! (:
After the camp, I wud occasionally start thinking about pop. I duno why the image of pop kept staying in my brain and unwilling to go away. Maybe that’s the reason why I cherish the time I’m able to spend with squadmates. I will seriously miss all of them. The ones who I shared my joy, my tears, my sweat, my saliva and practically everything. After atf and promo, what’s left for me? Nothing I cud think of. Four years just slowly passed by without all of us knowing. Very soon all of us going different ways. I’m like writing as if I’ve pop. Hope the days pass slower, so that pop will be far away and o’s too. It is such a scary feeling. I don’t like being a sec 4 and better still, I dun even look like a sec 4. maybe I shud go join the sec ones like what the rest always say “jiatru can blend in” (:
Been having talks with ppl nowadays(: nice feeling to share with others. I <3 my gan-pa for staying with me and feeding me either in camps or in sch (: I <3 my da ben zhu for acting stupidly in front of me to make me smile and lighten up my mood. I <3 my sweating partner for stopping to talk to me whenever she sees me. I <3 my self-high sq and pervert [sweating partner may get jealous] being there to tell me stupid things and their weird dreams. I <3 my NCO who never goes round hitting my head anymore [is the other way round now(: ] I <3 evil pig for her talk and horrible communication skills. I <3 own species for staying with me and her logic + “sicko” talk. I <3 owner and cheer up. I <3 poot poot!^-^ Too long to write everyone(:
One day I will complete it(:
nights ppl...nevver noe when is the next post(:
hahax....jiayou sec 4s! GAMBETEH XD
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