i hate the army. national service just greatly reduced my love for singapore.
i'm suffering a pimple attack. i'm black and digusting. i'm wearing green half the time. my tan and the uniform make a great camouflage already. thats how black i am now. every minute now is precious, inching closer and closer to my book in time at 2pm. its 11.15am now. urrrgh. :(
i miss everything and everyone so badly. even my toilet bowl seat feels like its gold when i used it.
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