Sunday, March 28, 2004

 

"whose will is this... which poet's lines..." my mind is presently flooded with "gone" by housejacks, thanks to trying to correct ljc's midi. it's almost there but i just cant help but think it's not exactly there either. had a long day today, worked ot after handing over do duty =( then some more went out to recce again, without success (met alot of ppl though. many many ppl.) then finally spent some time with jc to come to an agreement that we cant find anything. ah well. tomorrow we see. then morning have to go with fam for erm family thing. better learn so i can take over. lunch onwards should be meeting the gang. then night come home pack and rush off again.

life has slowed down since commission. and i really dunno what to attribute it to. ask my buddy. he will know i've been going insane but have no idea why or when it really started (he too is turning mad) might have something to do with the work culture here. fancy overtime on a long weekend saturday. we are all mad. the ps think we are mad. and i'm so going to prove that yes, we are insane and perverse, out to tekan them come wednesday evening soc training and heh my trump card next monday evening, the exercise that no one else knows about. they shall not sleep. they shall be in such fear that they dare not even eat. they shall learn what real survival is going to be like. it's just that i havent thought of a punishment for them yet. maybe make them exercise a bit. tiring them out. make them hate the punishment. install fear (tm) ver 1.0 into their little minds.

I think i may need some psychological help.

oh yah saw many sajc ppl today in their "once a saint always a saint" t-shirt. was wondering what would those armour + arty + sajc ppl wear then? "once armoured arty saint, always armoured arty saint" lol. help.

Zhengyu wrote at 12:35 AM.