10 days straight in tekong protecting plane flying all over to and fro singapore, returning to camp immediately for standby duties when it's not supposed to be me, when the rest get 2 days off, getting charged mainly because of the unbelievable state of oblivion of my men to the surroundings and really REALLY BAD luck.

There's just so much more i can list. Life's supposed to be spelt as L-I-F-E.

Mine's F-M-L-I-F-E.

Got out together with the class guys yesterday, and finally after some time we had all 8 members of pda out hahaha. It was really great, reminiscing all the crazy times we had in nj, re-enacting some of them even. Heh. After going on great circles thinking of places to go to, things to do, we ended up in clarke quay drinking. Playing 7up, laughing at each other taking shot after shot, helping one of our guys when he got drunk, standing by him. Hahaha, crazy times indeed.

Now i understand how people go drinking to drown their sorrows. Disillusioned with their problems, they simply cannot be bothered to control how much they're drinking, to control their willpower to prevent themselves from getting intoxicated. Seriously, i thought i was going to end up wasted last night. But i kept telling myself NO subconciously, to maintain my control over my actions. It worked i guess, hahaha.

I think music beats alcohol anytime in dousing the emoments.