gentlemen, pls get your luggage

after wat seemed like forever, but in reality was just 22 days, im finally back in the little red dot of singapore again. after a mindnumbing, butt jarring 3 hr flight in a rattling kooky military plane. even the great Leong cant stone for 3 hours straight.

jalan aman camp is a weird place. while im here, i'd be thinkin that maybe it wudn't be that bad. afterall, which camp has aircon bunks? but den the moment i step into the crummy C130, i'd be marking the days already.

thankfully, all my trips there have been with a bunch of my mates. i cant imagine for the life of me wat it'd be like to spend weeks abroad with ppl i dun know that well.

porky aka pork chop was still at his irritating best. deep deep down inside his bulging belly, which surprisingly can still wade into a pair of W29 levis, he's a nice guy la. quite thoughtful, which is more than i can say of some other people. but pls, stop prodding my just-out-of-the-bath body with your dirty feet with overgrown yellowed nails. ta buleh tahan sia. and we are both 3-in-1/nescafe coffee fiends! comrade!

LL, loverboy of the detachment. using up countless payless cards to call his most significant other. payless cards are global calling cards for the uninitiated. payless doesn't mean u call for free to whoever in wherever. just a neat advertising gimmick i guess. maybe a space between pay and less wud sound more appropriate? i have officially beaten him in the eating department. girth department soon to follow.

think i like living together with my mates. doing stuff together. eating, cooking, gossiping, living. talking away into the wee hours of the night. joking abt watever lame stuff 6 bored-out-of-their-good-senses guys can come up with.

living in a big community, with 10 or so people, 24/7, u get to see some stuff. sides of people i'd never seen before.

and i still cant play a passable game of soccer.