my countdown to disruption just reached a new milestone, moving to two digits while i was outfield screaming at teaching spec cadets. 99 days should be time to relax, but in my crazy unit i have to go through hell a second time by doing fatep again. that means outfield every week for the next six weeks, even though i've cleared all of my nsf obligations. and i thought i'd seen the last of combat rations and camo cream. how disturbing.

lucky for me, i made a deal to clear most of my off days and skip next week, the whole of it, since its my birthday and being outfield is not the brightest of ideas.

apparently, only after june the 12th can i finally finally fck care about this whole ns sh!t that has plaguing my life physically, socially, financially, morally, and everything-else-you-can-think-of-lly. and probably focus on civilian conversion, part of which involves smu's 80 hours of mandatory community service, not that i'm looking forward to that very much. but yeah, i need my life back.

past four days was one of the longer weekends in a while. booked out on thursday cause breakfast wasn't indented on friday. had a great nights sleep. met w for lunch. then to battery cohesion cum bbq @ east coast, and found out that dad's birthday dinner was tomorrow instead of today, so i was perspiring in a shirt and jeans at a bbq for no reason. post-bbq, the guys crashed my place for karaoke session, ended past midnight. sat morning, breakfast with folks, coffee with w, then the real dinner @ melt~ the world cafe at mandarin oriental. it was continental buffet, and the food was really good, especially the seafood afterwhich, supposedly a ibm/dbs supper, but only adam and saywei turned up (not my fault right?). casuarina curry, then they hit my place for some forza-ing on the 360 till two plus. today. finally. sold my P4 cpu in the morning, then F408 pool session in the afternoon. long time since we last racked up kinda lost touch. and now, another treacherous week ahead..