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I seem to complain a lot on my blog huh. Viewership has been down as more of my fanbase has been caught up in their work or are serving in the Serve And F***off.

So I shall be thankful today of all the glorius things that have been happening of late.

I thank my :

Paranoia -- For without it, I wouldn't have brought half my medicine cabinet and i would have been sick for the whole week in camp.

Rain -- What's the big deal with that guy anyway? I thank the real rain. And God of course, for bringing it. For without it, morning and afternoon PT would have been long enough to kill.

Aww, I can't stand this goody-two-shoes crap. I want to rant again.

I hate Mats. 10 days with them, and I'm speaking in Mat language half the time. My English is deplorable, and worse, I'm thinking in Mat!

They're nice people la. BUT they're damn lazy. To study I mean. They're actually quite sharp. And they say I have no life. Spent my whole life studying. Yeah. I agree, I didn't have a childhood, I didn't have much of a fun teenage life, but guess what boys? Half the damn country is trying to improve themselves everyday so that they can be commercially viable when they enter the workforce and not be the delveryboy who delivers ME my Macdonalds at 3am in the morning, dipshit.

I'm tired.

Camp life is the same everyday la. Wake up, make your bed, run, eat, run, march, swim, eat, run, attend some stupid lesson, run, eat, talk cock, polish shit shoes, sleep and REPEAT. Boring.

And I better log off now before I get too incoherent SIA.

--- I suddenly want to upgrade my bicycle to a motorcycle. Mwahahaha. I'm going to be a changed person 3 months from now.