Tuesday, March 10, 2009
tomorrow's schedule.heading down to amk central to meet the group at 7.have breakfast, head to the poly clinic, tsktsk.gonna head down to stuttgart auto. and maybe 2 of the other show rooms in area.and out we go to other places as well.yes, stuttgart auto.chew has his eyes on a porsche. real idiotic.has his license for just a month, but has years of driving experience. lol.his mum drives an SLK. hip eh. there's this idiot in the course, we call him dua bao / STI.we were chatting about cars when he suddenly interrupted again.as usual, started to brag again. so i just played on. we were enjoying ourselves luh.at one point of time, he said he modified his subaru sti till it has 900 over HP.then when i ask chew what does his mum drive since his dad doesn't.he said slk, and the other fellow went.* with one hand on an adject chair, legs wide open*my mother more kao lak. she drive bi turbo supra.my malaysian friend, *on the spot peng*just gave my gf a wash. there are quite alot of water marks.rain water evaporated under the sun here and there and every where.intended to make a trip down to MDIS at queenstown after car hunting.change of plans already. dad isn't gonna write the cheque tonight.think the cash flow some where's stuck for the next 2 or 3 days.that's gonna be a problem for me. clash of schedules.come to think of it, kinda embarassing to have my dad accompany me to make payment.the last time my dad accompanied me to do something that was my job,it was during enlistment day. and i felt so little boy with parents tagging behind me.its a little scary to be thrown into a situation for the first time.yet its also kinda fun. and its the best way to learn how to be independent.i always find myself anxious when i am about to encounter such a situation,however i always find myself savoring the experience in the end.Lam has panic disorder, something like that.i have no idea how serious such an illness is.anyway, today after lunch, he had an attack. master sgt had me help lam to the road side where he then picked us up.went to medical center. i was like prety calm. told the medics, my friend just had an anxiety attack.woosh, the medics ran out from behind the counter.i was like whats happening? hahaha. anyway, he was pretty stiff.muscle tensed up i guess, plus he was shivering when i help him up.not a very severe case but yeah.got pissed at the master sgt actually.lam was being tended to by the mo and medics.msg walked over saw him and just sort of like gave a super shot laugh.that kinda i dun believe this, kinda short laugh.i saw that, then realised my fuse blew. was thinking to myself,that's your trainee in there suffering, whats so funny about that?really dun understand whats on their minds at times.asked if i was from a combat unit last time.i said yes, how did u figure that out? if he checked my back ground, he wouldn't have asked.cause everything on the com's a fact sheet about me.he said, from the way you handle the men.i cant tell the difference. only thing is that i demand more regimentation.
her terrible boy horribly blogged @ 23:38
