A year on, and nothing much has changed

Just like that, a year has passed. Started this blog and my army life a year ago. Physically, I have changed, quite. Mentally, I have changed, a bit. However, the circumstances surronding this whole episode, that has not changed one bit. Still plenty of shitty jobs and logic. More carnage, more action, more talk. Do I like it after a year? Of course not! Just hoping that the next year would end just as fast, if not, faster, than this one. It’s been quite a journey, and we are halfway there. Living on a prayer, and seeing the light at the end of this dark and hedious tunnel called Army Life. I just want to get the hell out of here.

Why does being a good guy make one so miserable?

Why can’t I be the bad guy?

Nothing

You might be wondering what has happened over the past few weeks that I have not blogged. The answer is simple. Nothing. Nothing good to talk about. Nothing bad. So it’s just nothing. When something pops up, will blog ASAP. So, as of now, nothing. End.

Well, when I mean 3 weeks…

Back to earth due to some magic power, some dashing of luck and a lot of miracle dust. Just as we were going through to the weekends, we were told that the plans had changed. Needless to say, we could go home! However, there are a couple of issues to address. For instance, my stupid new hairstyle because I slept at the barbers and woke up, to my dismay, he had cut too much hair. With things back to normal, I suppose, I think I shouldn’t whine much. So, hope you’ve enjoyed your weekend, ‘cuz I did.

Back from the dead

Not Michael Jackson though, me. Survived through 10 days and 10 nights of death. Some apologies first. One, I didn’t update the blog last week as I was stuck in camp and the week before because I’m busy, going out, celebrating Father’s Day. Second, I cannot really say what happened during the 10 days and 10 nights in hell due to some policies and protocol that I’ll have to follow. Thirdly, respect for MJ. Sorry, that was just a joke. Rest in peace.

Now, a week of rest for me, then it’s back in hell for 3 weeks straight! Wonders how to survive though those weeks. I’ll not be able to update this blog as frequently as I used to (not that I was updating it that frequently), so I’ll try to blog as much as possible. Peace, out.

Erm… what day?

Honestly, I’ve never felt a day which feels like today, a day like it never had happen before, after, or ever since. Nothing went right today. Nothing went wrong. Nothing is good today. Nothing is bad. Nothing, then, describes this day perfectly. It never happened.

Fucked up

Sick this week, so obviously, I got out early. But I feel no better. Yes, partly because I am having a pretty bad fever and headache, and diarrhoea, and partly because of over-fastidious parents. Now, I’m stuck in a mad house, sick, and bored, and fucked up. I need to get out, fast, or I’ll go insane. ARGH!!

Today is a shitty day

Literally. My stomach decided that, around 1100 GMT, to stage a coup d’état, resulting in a very unhappy and uncomfortable abdomen, which resulted in a very unhappy and uncomfortable man. Had a lot of plans and timing to be made today, and I blew all of them. Empty promises, just like the man himself…

Really a shitty day.

A Long Week Ahead

Long week ahead, having to watch anime and play games, going out and stuff. Yup, it’s a long week of rest ahead of me. This week had been a bit fun, but very tiring. Been doing some shows, then went for a concert yesterday. Personally, being in an orchestra before, there are some parts which are not as well played out, a bit fast at some parts, a bit slow at others. But, hey, I’m nit-picking here. Overall, it was great. Hope that I could have a great week ahead. Credit crunch!

Pissed-off week

Pissed off. Fuck up. What else do you want me to say?
Why do we have to do all the shit the rest have left behind? Can’t they fucking clean up the shit themselves?
Why do others have the rest while we are doing the shit? Can’t they fucking rest some other time?

The world is never fair. True. That’s why colours can’t do shit.