Lately I have been realizing what fun actually is. Fun is going out with friends in a car exploring nooks and crannies of Singapore and discovering new foods late at night and then getting drunk after that. Fun is going to the beach and having an intelligent conversation with a friend. Fun is eating shitloads of sushi for 3 hours and then going to a LAN gaming centre to kill your army friends. Fun is block leave.
That is until one by one we received text messages from our respective sergeants telling us we have been activated to go back to camp because we were involved in our former president's funeral. That prompted us to switch our computers off simultaneously and without talking to each other, headed back home. Back online, I cancelled all my appointments with my friends for the rest of the week. Interestingly they did not seem to care much and were quite ready to cancel.
Then this morning, whilst brushing my teeth I received yet another text message telling me that I did not have to go back at all. The one word that immediately shot to my head was a certain Hokkien expletive describing foul smelling genitalia. Thus, here I am online trying to salvage the appointments I have called off. People seem to have no problem at all replacing my appointment slot in their schedules with someone else's in such short notice. That expletive is probably going to get trapped in my head for the rest of my block leave.
I took the aptitude test for the Architecture/Industrial Design course at the National University of Singapore last Saturday. It felt really nice doing the test because I actually thought I was a student at NUS taking an actual NUS test, as opposed to a lowly paid soldier fighting for a peaceful country. There were girls there, nice, decent looking girls who did not look like the ones in the army who can pee standing up and if you liked them you were gay. That got me really excited about going back to school next year. Really excited.
One more year and I'll be through. ENDURE!!!!
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