Was finally glad that I was out of camp (cause I applied off) and was looking forward to a good day of rest. Decided to crash the nearby food centre as my backs' killing me and leg's wobbling after all the hours of basketball and running. What?! Some kind of "keep fit" craze gotten into my head?
Anyway. Was rather tired and frizzy when I notice this small little notice paste on the pillar infront of me. It says: "Due to the rising cost price of raw material, our management had decided to raise all drinks by 10c to 30c. Immediate effect starts XX/XX/XX, 4am. Any inconvenient deeply regretted."

Isn't only crude oil, rice and wheat on demand only? Why... water? Ice? Least saying more cost when they're still using those white semi-translucent plastic cup that have black fungus-like rim at the bottom continuously.
Jumping on the bandwagon on this cost hike or simply making every little advantage out of this crisis? Neighbourhood food centre are darn attractive for their budget food, fair taste and easy serving, isn't it? Why that "restaurant-ish" then?
However! "Aiya! Some raise nia. Give and take lah!"

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Sat in the auditorium today with a mindful of hopes that I could finally don No.1 uniform for the upcoming NDP parade. Instead, I receive the fair share amount of hope... On the negative scale. Instead of donning the No.1 (It got it's title from the number of times you got to wear it.), I need to don the No.4 field dress instead. Hope a mist gun (What I called a 'super soaker') and stand behind! CAUSE "MHA" WANTS ONLY POLICE TO BE THE GOH!!! (Thats what I presume.) Conclusion made base on the fact the GOH contingent comprises of the army, airforce, navy and police. Where's SCDF? Right behind forming the tiny "08" of the whole "NPD 08" logo from bird eye's view.
And the best part. No promise for NDP tixs for actual day. No promise for preview... Not even NE shows. 27,000 to be given and I think Singaporean are a patriotic lot after all. Ain't them? Or because of the freebies they gave each year?

But Thank God for thr opportunity after all. Nicks' going too! Far up on the skyscraper hawking around. Pretty niffy.
On the bright side. Tons of OFF!!! BUT! Policies are "OFF" expires 3 months from date AND must be use one week before and after date of issue, no block OFF.
Rant rant rant! Rant out everything and left vacant then. Ok. Shush!
Firday is coming and Simon is a cheerful man once again. And boo!

Have to reformat my com due to some lame virus that deprive me of everything! Music! Game! Application! Pains me darn bad to think all my video, pixs and animation... down in seconds. Realise I have tons of trash that I finally miss and appreciate when it went up in smoke.

The curtains' been drawn and the show had began. 23 men and 4 women will now set on stage for their ferocious 9 months intensive moulding to the most prestigious post.

Each were attached with the prefix, "Espada", (due to some crazy Bleach anime watcher... I don't fully blame them too ^^) and allocated corresponding to their row call number to the position of the alphabet.
For my case, I'm "Espada 'M'" since I'm 14th on the list. On top of that, each were assigned a uniquely different role in the whole ranging from welfare to logistic. Admin to equipment checks. Newsboy to the infamous "clown".

There's this guy who is darn good with mimic and he could jolly well lighten up the atmosphere making every s**tty stuff we went through worth it. Thank God for such wonder.
The decision for the tagline was "SWIFT, decisive and valour". Much like combining the concept of K's "Suzuki SWIFT" with T's "Army, the decisive force" and my own theory on "knights in shinny armour". Since very much of the time we're are really dealing with fire-breathing significant issues and the like.
How ever it didn't cost us a day (not even 3 hours" to have a logo out. Looks kinda lazy but... somehow it meet the mark. Guess we ain't call to be designers after all.

I need a good brain and a good brain I need indeed. Big time! And Seriously! My brain (or the whole of my well being) is so screw up and I reckon even I have really difficulties keeping up with the pace of the society or even striking a norm.

Limitation to vocabulary is bad enough. I can't even think up of any appropriate word to match the description I suppose to have in my mind, let alone saying keeping my spelling mistake at bay. Pathetic. Even need huge aid from the spelling mistake checking mechanism here.
Just when I thought my English had improve of much standard till I try to map myself into Xxon. Pathetic I must say... To myself. How would I even be able to match up for the varsity squeeze? Against those whom colleges would gladly open their gate wide enough even for Titanic to sail through, fancy throwing in grand linings of running gold lined red carpet for a triumphant entry.

Ask any rag & bone to negotiate over the sale of my brain, they might find it a heavy liability to have and might even suggest putting it to better use in, maybe, fertilising the soil or sponging up spilled food and drinks in food centers.
Or better, classified as "useless".

The night is not taking it's toil on me (or was it?) but I thought if i came from a slum, I would never be able to rip off the "slummy" side of me. Not even trying anymore to be someone whom I cannot be. But being myself is already much worse off than posing off as someone else. Which is better? More damage to be done or lesser?
All my past was indulge in barbaric ways, talk like one, behave like one and nurtured as one. How would you expect a lion to be vegetarian?
More over justifying that I was "chosen" from the slum and "given" a new identity over the past and "instilled" as a noble. But the inside of me was all soot and decay, much contrary to the image on the outside that is cleanse and radiant.

Looking at this entry... it contains more then enough points to be laugh at. Go on. It doesn't hurt anymore :)

Yikes! Woke up finding myself on the bedroom floor fighting the air!
The epic for the day!! And I wasn't even dreaming of anything that is near fighting! Tsk tsk tsk... Woes to NS for making me having nightmare without the essence of dream. A higher form of nightmare?
Well, although I don't get to wake up with a wide grin on my face. But I still reckon I have much praise to give though.

First: "Between The Trees" is good! It make great mood booster in the early morning
Rating: :) :) :) :)
But it could shake off the fact I'm still feeling drain from all the labour from previous days.
Second: I'M NO LONGER A ROTA PERSONNEL!
Rating: :) X 999,999,999,999,999
No more calculative punny-whinny person whom will drain you out of every seconds for your share of sentry duty.
TSK! Such advancement in age and still so child-like?!

Joanne mentioned : "Welcome to civiliasation!"
I was thinking... "I'm not :( Cause I'm in Civil Defence."
Like what Jesus said, " No Man can serve two master... ... " So Either you're a civilian or a servant of Singapore. :(

urmm... I guess it's like very early in the morning. Shall conclude soon tonight and see how my day unfold itself.
Driving lesson subject 31 @ 1520 hours today!
(QI: If you're here. Somehow I felt quite dejected. Cause from the rate of how I drive, I will never pass with just one try. )