Strike 3!
Ever got the feeling of not being able to control your life? I thought those days in army are over. In a short span of 2 weeks, the goddamn SAF gave me off, then cancelled it just a couple of days beforehand. What's better, they think about it and decide to give you the off anyway (the day before). Alright, I shouldn't be complaining, should I? But hey, I rather NOT get the off and take it some other day. It's just so sickening to happily make an appointment with someone to go out with.. only to cancel it again. THRICE. And when the off is 'confirmed given', no one would be free. And thus I spend my goddamn off day rotting at home. I might just well rot in camp. Blasted idiotic regulars.
This just in, another last minute notice that wants us to head to marina bay this sunday morning. And guess what, I've driving lessons which I can't cancel(it's school, it takes 2 days to notify them of a cancellation). So here I am, spending $60 to go for a wonderful division family day (which you don't take your family along), ON A SUNDAY..
Thank you SAF.
Well, my mom told me that my grandmother has sort of given away her 'family treasure' or rather, whatever belonging she has. It seems as if she's ready to go. I really wonder how it feels like when a person reaches that stage in life.. feeling as if your life essence is being drawn away from you with every breath you take. Then you'll worry about the afterlife, and when you will pass into it. Freaky eh. I believe my grandma is fine at the moment and she ought to recover soon enough. But it still freaks me out to see a person somewhat preparing for her time to come. >.<
This just in, another last minute notice that wants us to head to marina bay this sunday morning. And guess what, I've driving lessons which I can't cancel(it's school, it takes 2 days to notify them of a cancellation). So here I am, spending $60 to go for a wonderful division family day (which you don't take your family along), ON A SUNDAY..
Thank you SAF.
Well, my mom told me that my grandmother has sort of given away her 'family treasure' or rather, whatever belonging she has. It seems as if she's ready to go. I really wonder how it feels like when a person reaches that stage in life.. feeling as if your life essence is being drawn away from you with every breath you take. Then you'll worry about the afterlife, and when you will pass into it. Freaky eh. I believe my grandma is fine at the moment and she ought to recover soon enough. But it still freaks me out to see a person somewhat preparing for her time to come. >.<
