less talk more walk
right now my battalion is playing amazing race, so i get to come home tonight. this week has been quite eventful. i was once again on a helicopter on monday, and this time there was no rain, no muddy fields to plow through.
i had ATP again, and passed this time! the stars must have been in their rightful place that day, because i miraculously passed the run-down, got very good at shooting at 50m in standing position, and hit down a lot of targets at the night-shoot.
anyway i ate the corn snack on tuesday that reminded me of shooting in BMT. when we were all sitting around waiting, and eugene bought $10+ worth of snacks.
ok, so today's amazing race took us from one end of the country to the other. we were at changi something-museum. and then at adam road food centre for lunch, where i finally got to try the good nasi lemak. on to island creamery, where i got to eat nutty buddy, baked alaska, and mud pie! and then to army museum, where sunshine and i freaking walked all over the place to get the answers to the questions. and then to fort canning, the standard, old-school, government-approved-and-made-mandatory historic site for primary school students to visit.
i think i have some syndrome for which there is no name. it makes this kind of thing happen:
i intend to make pie,
but i don't make one, so that i create time for myself.
then i have nothing to do,
and i buy a betty crocker cookie mix
to bake cookies instead.
but right now i'm thinking of a big and furry soft toy bear.
listening to different songs creates feelings in me that make me think of different things. all i want for christmas is you and glasgow love theme reminds me of making cherry pie for last december's class party. 最后一课 reminds me of meeting jeffrey on the occasional evenings, for music and art. 劳斯.莱斯 reminds me of a lost hand-drawn postcard. 天之骄女 and 送我一个家 remind me of the first few weeks of BMT, of the view of the sea from the block, of doing pull-ups before lunch, of taking the ferry to tekong. 爱一个上一课 reminds me of the ending weeks of BMT, of the field camp. hug reminds me of going crazy over 东方神起 with yishi. 呼天不应 reminds me of when seibu returned for 'A' level results, of starting to bake regularly, of the cookies and cream cupcakes/cake. 爱你变成恨你 reminds me of the first two weeks at 41 SAR.
and so now more than six months of 2008 have passed.
i had ATP again, and passed this time! the stars must have been in their rightful place that day, because i miraculously passed the run-down, got very good at shooting at 50m in standing position, and hit down a lot of targets at the night-shoot.
anyway i ate the corn snack on tuesday that reminded me of shooting in BMT. when we were all sitting around waiting, and eugene bought $10+ worth of snacks.
ok, so today's amazing race took us from one end of the country to the other. we were at changi something-museum. and then at adam road food centre for lunch, where i finally got to try the good nasi lemak. on to island creamery, where i got to eat nutty buddy, baked alaska, and mud pie! and then to army museum, where sunshine and i freaking walked all over the place to get the answers to the questions. and then to fort canning, the standard, old-school, government-approved-and-made-mandatory historic site for primary school students to visit.
i think i have some syndrome for which there is no name. it makes this kind of thing happen:
i intend to make pie,
but i don't make one, so that i create time for myself.
then i have nothing to do,
and i buy a betty crocker cookie mix
to bake cookies instead.
but right now i'm thinking of a big and furry soft toy bear.
listening to different songs creates feelings in me that make me think of different things. all i want for christmas is you and glasgow love theme reminds me of making cherry pie for last december's class party. 最后一课 reminds me of meeting jeffrey on the occasional evenings, for music and art. 劳斯.莱斯 reminds me of a lost hand-drawn postcard. 天之骄女 and 送我一个家 remind me of the first few weeks of BMT, of the view of the sea from the block, of doing pull-ups before lunch, of taking the ferry to tekong. 爱一个上一课 reminds me of the ending weeks of BMT, of the field camp. hug reminds me of going crazy over 东方神起 with yishi. 呼天不应 reminds me of when seibu returned for 'A' level results, of starting to bake regularly, of the cookies and cream cupcakes/cake. 爱你变成恨你 reminds me of the first two weeks at 41 SAR.
and so now more than six months of 2008 have passed.
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