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Name: Zhang Junrong
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Farewell Party / Friday, October 24, 2008
Salutation people, it's time to catch up with me again. Strangly, I don't know for how many dino years that I haven't meet most of my gossip queens as well as suck cock buddies. Nevertheless, I'm still here, alive and kicking, updating the never ever changing pills infested blog.

Today's post titled 'Farewell Party'. A farewell party for Shuan. Oh, just some quick fact for those who are wondering who the hell is Shuan, he is my ex platoon mate who is suffering from back problem and had been posted to another unit. A clever way to escape from that shit hole right? Haha. Just kidding. He is an 'asian angmoh' who speaks little mandarin. Sometimes, I do admit that I miss his presense. (DAMN, that just so gay.) Those soccer talk, those bitching, those 'hey there delilah or don't mess with Zohan' nonsense. A nice guy I must say. Oh well, this post is just way to belated. He is happily enjoying his air con environment for a month or so. Haha. As for the farewell party, I couldn't remember the actual day. All in my mind is just a bbq session with lots of photo taking.

Now, life in camp seems to be a little to the bright side but more to a dull and boring routine. There are people who I wish to see and those who I hope I'm able to put my eyes in the refrigerator. Over the past few weeks of my anti socialism, I've a very clear view of friendship. I've learn alot more than I've learn on my 1st year as a soldier. I don't blame some guys for reacting unkind towards me. That's the way they should behave as none knows what's the problem that lies inside me. BUT 1 thing I couldn't tolerate is when someone who I've been treating him as a friend, backstabbed me. It's more painful when you speak ill behind my back than you confronting me directly. Shame on that fellow who couldn't even bothered to ask 'Hey, what's wrong with you lately?' and started spreading venom. As for this friendship, I would rather throw it into the trash bin. I fuck you to be my friend.

As for my plan for next few weeks, I've got to start picking up the pieces. I'm sort of ok now.


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Sad Truth / Friday, October 03, 2008
What did I learnt in NS? Other than learning to be a soldier, I've learnt to survive and most importantly, staying together with different type of people. Anyway, I'm still learning. Seen too many things in the platoon, lets don't talk about the whole camp. Simply disgusted by fakers. These people are powerful Oscar award winners who can roleplay in any type of character when given the different types of scenerio. Not gonna give examples as I'm afraid that some might read my entry. Salute to them for lowering their pride to carry some big balls. It's so real, so real, just like working in MNC. A good preview of my future working world. People came asking me why I've changed? Look at the environment and people, I can't change them as I don't have the capability. I'm a tree lizard, I change to adapt the environment.

Other than weight lifting, oh I mean carrying balls, some like to do Taiji instead of 5 BX. Why I've changed to be slacker than before? These people taught me Taiji. Pushing responsiblilties like waves the ocean just can't control. It's no longer like the past where a group of unknown guys bonded and do things together. So why must I be like them when I know it's wrong? Come on, I have brain. If they doing Taiji and I'm the one who give them massaging after the exercise, isn't that I will be on the disadvantage? I might as well join in the fun to do Taiji as I enjoy the massage too. It's a selfish thought, but too bad. Gl once told me: 'The world is cruel, men are selfish." Indeed, the meaning is right in front of my eyes. As for Brotherhood, I couldn't help but to laugh it off. Maybe during war film, I can see abit of that.

In camp life is no longer enjoyable, it's a 'I WANT TO SEE FRIDAY' feeling for me whenever I book in. I'm feeling damn fuck fuck fuck whenever I enter that place. Perhap, that's life, I gonna surrender it for another 8 months.

Note: Above mentioned is not targeted at any specific individual. There are still nice people out there. :)


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