Sunday, September 18, 2005

Juz a little bit

Many's the time I ran with you down
The rainy roads of our old town
Many the lives we lived in each day
And buried altogether
Don't laugh at me
Don't look away

You'll follow me back
With the sun in your eyes
And on your own
Bedshaped
And legs of stone
You'll knock on my door
And up we'll go
In white light
I don't think so
But what do I know?
What do I know?
I know

I know you think I'm holding you down
And I've fallen by the wayside now
And I don't understand the same things as you
But I do

Don't laugh at me
Don't look away

You'll follow me back
With the sun in your eyes
And on your own
Bedshaped
And legs of stone
You'll knock on my door
And up we'll go
In white light
I don't think so
But what do I know?
What do I know?
I know

And up we'll go
In white light
I don't think so
But what do I know?
What do I know?
I know

( Keane - Bedshaped )
*nobody understands*

I dun understand it... but why does the food taste better on the weekend? i was doing duty last saturday at PA and my meals at the mess... and my goodness... it was like they added something into the food which they must have totally forgot on the weekdays... something called taste... i will have to investigate more on this phenomenon...
*nobody understands*

P.O.P ohhhh!!! tats the noise the squad has been making the past week... yes... we're gonna pass out soon! very happy indeed... i've waited a good 3 mths plus for this day... apparently the lot of us have a new nickname... senior mang-koh... in english terms... it juz means senior "bowl" coz of the way our hair looks after the initial "shave it all off" haircut... hahaz... taking a look at how the new batch tat came in are treated... my my... they're gonna have their work cut out for them... i can still remember wat it was like... echos of madonna's this "used to be my playground" run thru my mind... some of my squadmates like to make fun of the new intake... calling them mang-kohs... shouting P.O.P ohhh in their faces... no more prep course in another i hear constantly... seems all rather childish to me... i mean... i wouldn't like it if i had a senior b4 me yelling all this to us... but then again... all i can do is juz not do it on my part... plus the fact tat i find it rather ironic when abt half of my squadmates who've nv even been thru the 1 mth prep course b4 yelling NO MORE PREP COURSE at the top of their lungs to the juniors...
*nobody understands*

I was recently selected for an interview to be a staff assistant at MHA headquarters... dun ask me how i got selected for the interview... even my officers dun know wat happened... me? jon? are u sure there's no mistake?... well... there were a few possibilities... one of them was probably coz i broke my wrist b4 and another was maybe coz of my eczema problem... all possibilities but i will only know soon enuff... wasn't interested in the position initially but found tat there were more pros to the job than cons... if i do manage to get it... i cud maybe go do a part-time degree... tats juz a maybe ;>... probably get my driving license and it'll juz be office hrs whereas the other postings require shifts tat wud probably drain my weekends away... not sure how i fared... but juz keeping my fingers crossed... wish me luck!
*nobody understands*

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