For the first time

For the first time, I managed to overcome the barrier of town-no-phobia and bash into the frontiers of what they call shopping. Being thrifty/stingy and most importantly LAZY, I could not really see the point of buying things to wear when I already have a closet full of cloth. Just that they're range from 5 years old to about 2 years old. Maybe things do need an update once in awhile. Also I have been accused of being a shirt thief (by my dearest brother), and so I decided to go grab one of those things you wear on your body, and yes, on my own initiative.

And don't remind me tomorrow is already Friday. Weekend? Oh cut the crap, block leave is crashing to an end. Thankfully, there is still YF tomorrow and sentosa on Saturday to keep me happy. I almost got sick today, or was I not? I don't know. I felt feverish, then giddy, then hot cold tingling sensation engulfing my senses. HAHA, it was fun still though. We crapped, and I laughed so much. Never laughed so much in one go before.

Ah. I woke up with a diarrhea this morning. It was so bad that I woke up about 3 times in 1 hour for discharging purposes. And more often than not, the discharge was aqueous rather than solid, not even molten. A sharp evident pain was so palpable at my stomach I could barely get up. That was thanks to eating moo ice cream plus some jelly drink plus Slurpee at one go. Plus, chicken wings and one whole relatively bigger than average box of fried rice. Pandemonium!

Oh yes. Wednesday was spent really doing nothing at log camp. I'm not part of log nor music but I found myself ghosting around their camp. I mostly only joined in the games, and food! Hah, I'm one lazy bump. But anyway since I've missed so much training the day before it was pretty pointless to be carrying on with the training that everyone else is doing. I'm a level one slime amidst level 30 knights or mages. Plus, I'm really not a log person and I don't really feel like I am going to end up doing anything log related.

As a finale, we played this game called Command and Conquer. Cliche, yes. But it was one chaotic mess. Organizing was so-so, but the game itself seemed more fun than it is when actually being executed. Basically it involves the infamous crawling on carpet in icy cold conditions (sadly, only simulated by air conditioning) to steal an enemy team's cone and return to your base with their cone. So, actually having said all that. There wasn't really any incentive in stealing the enemies cones besides bragging rights->that is if we actually knew who won the game at the end. A game of fighting spirit, or I would say, sacrificial spirit of sacrificing our knees willingly (due to the full of friction nature of carpet, evil I would say) to steal a pointless cone. In the name of a game, it was fun. But practically, the point was basically meaningless. But it was a game. and no one said games should be meaningful. Thus, the definition of a game.

It was approaching midnight and the soporific long briefings did cause the players to actually feel the disturbing need to just find a corner in the nicely comfortable air con room and snooze. Yes, that was what our whole team did. As the game commenced, one could find a clustered group of about 5 people lying motionless on the ground. Explosion? No. We're just resting in peace.

Yes. For the first game, I was being the sniper. The one that has to carry on a huge amount of load more than an average player. I think it was about one hundred grams, or more. Snipers need guns but in Singapore guns ain't allowed so we have to simulate using torch lights. Snipers indeed, once we killed someone, we basically gave away our location.

One funny thing that happened was that Dom Tse and me were engaged in sniper fire. The procedure was such that we had to call the names after the flickering of the torch light. He reacted first, but he called me Tay ye. He kept "Tay ye tay ye tay ye". And then I was about a split second slower as I declared his name. Indeed, the one who sniped first would send the other sniper home as a casualty. But no. I won that battle cause he called me Tay ye and not Tay Yi. That was quite hilarious because I won that battle just because of some silly mix up with me and my brother's name. Pointless I know, but some random crap. Something I bet everyone reading my blog have been anxiously waiting for.

The bed beckons I am currently dizzy and I have waterfalls beneath my nose. I think I'm sick. Time to call for times out.