Back from coach's house with a few of the floorball lads. He's a pilgrim in 3 more weeks. 14 Jan to be exact. All the best there.

Haffiz's pushing me for ERS. So is Saiful. So is Victor. So are most of my fellow Trojans. So is Sergeant Hafis. Eh cheebye. Hahaha.
So it's ERS for me? Erk.
Dunno if I can stand living like this for another 6 months.
Oh don't get me wrong. It's not the training that bothers me. That one kacang je. Heh. I'm sure I can handle that. It's more of how the 5-day-stay-in-camp-thing is bothering my personal life. Tsk.
*think think*
Personal life or a basic pay of $700?
I'd like the former, but things ain't working out as I expected. Heh. See larh what happens in the next couple of weeks.
Pop the question?

Oh oh and I'm proud of my uniform. My cap. My collar. My sleeve. My belt. And my boots especially. My oh my. Its a mirror already. Nyahahaa. The virtue of having a soldering iron in my hands. It works wonders. Now bring on Corporal Sega. Can challenge his uniform already. Hehehh.
Trojan!!!

White Chocolate Dream. Yum. There's peppermint too? Heh.

*choose choose*
*edit edit*
*print print*
*smiles smiles*

Call me please. Now now now. Before I die of boredom. Thanks. Heh.

Ahahh. Off to camp then.
Smiles back?


"Maybe you think that you're too good for me."