Yet another week has passed. I swear that time has been accelerating under our noses, or maybe it's simply the fact that being occupied with stuff almost 24/7 just robs your brain of the conciousness of time.

Life in camp has become so monotonously predictable. Starting the day at 5am proceeding with hours of lectures and outfield, before ending the day just in time for bed is almost becoming a standard procedure. Then waking up again the next day feeling like you havent slept at all, as if the day before hasnt ended yet. Mindnumbing indeed. I hope it wouldnt be the same 5weeks down the road. At least we had a half day on friday, the army still knows that their men still need to be pampered with little exciting treats once in a while. But not before running 10km for it, which i cant believe i completed.

Visited OAC's ISAC for a little while yestersday at toa payoh, and it was a little nostalgic seeing those colour coded shirts gathering together. Sigh seeing some of the juniors just makes me miss school even more.

Caught the Half Blood Prince last night, and goodness, the deviation from the book was a little too much to bear. There was no climax to be found in the movie in my opinion, there were so many missing links in between i reckon non-readers of the books havent the foggiest of what was happening in the show. The commotion in the crowd when the credits started to flash summarized general sentiments i guess. And Artons having his face in his hand at that point. Cant believe how it got some positive reviews. Wont be a spoiler but id just say that Dumbledore didnt act gay. And the way girls hit on guys in the show was totally laughable, Kevin and I were laughing in total disbelief whenever any of the girls started salivating over Ronny or Potty. Luckily Kevin and I managed to catch the last train home if not its a hole in the wallet again.

Hate the way reality is warped like that. Or maybe its just me.

I cant understand. Or maybe i'll never be understood.