Coming next Tuesday is my GeePee Parade ! That's the new term coined by the geezers high up there to revitalise the age old Pee-Oh-Pee Parade. Everyone's falling sick, cough flu, fever, mostly fever. I've got a nastly flu and twenty four clicks ain't a walk in the park, its a trek in the jungle with wild savage insects and monkeys and wild boars. But thats ok, we're allowed to bring in snicker bars and coffee this time round. Morale +50%.
Not that i want to complain about life, but more often than not, it seems super unfair for somethings, ok make it MOST of the things.
1. The other guys in the school one are having 5 day work weeks rather than 5.5 days, which means most of the time they get to go home on Friday nights. This might seem trivial, but people like me who wants to make a trip to the bank, or my own personal clinic will feel extraordinarily pissed. By the time, i got there on Saturday afternoon, they're closed. Which means i've skipped my personal insurance payment and medication by yet another week. The perk about bloggin on a sunday night means i am going back monday evening/afternoon, but nooooo, tomorrow is a public holidays. And if you're wondering, i did asked permission to leave earlier on saturday mornings/friday nights, but permission denied for ADMIN REASONS.
2. GeePee rehearsals was another thorn in the kidneys. I'm tanned like charcoal now on my arms and face, that sometimes, when i look into the mirror, i thought i turned Bangladeshi. But luckily i'm still putting on my ahmi clothes and i look less like a construction worker, and more garang. Well, since i am this tanned, i though i can save on the black coloured camou cream and maybe even use the savings to buy myself a happy meal or something tasty. If the sun could tan us green, that would be even more awesome, i could save MORE on green camou cream in which more of it are being used, and we'll look as cool as the hulk too. School two guys had 5 rehearsals while the other school had just only 3, so these guys over there looked more brown than black. I've always loved marching, but 5 under the sickening hot sun, is just OVERKILL. Seriously, is image THAT important ? Deterrence my ass.
3. I'm spending yet another lonely weekend at home, with the 4 walls echoing my thoughts and my frustrations. Sometimes, its really saddening. Most of the time, it could be serious fun. You could blast the hi-fi set, disturbing your neighbours and what not. You could record your own songs in the silence of the night without any worry of eavesdropping. I had trouble sleeping last night, after watching a scary movie with my polymates yesterday afternoon.
I dreamt that i got posted to artillery as some saikang god last week, but looking at my performance thus far, haix, should be expecting people to call me sarge next time le.
Too much typing and whining, my coffee's getting cold, shit. I've still got ironing, dishes, watering the plants, cleaning my room, sorting out my feel-good pack among the other 100+ sketches i've expected myself to do this weekend. And oh, i still got my audition to practice for coming week if i want to become a performer in the ahmi. Chances low, since i am combat fit and all, but having some optimism for once ain't bad after all.
OH NO !!! COFFEEEEE !
