It has been quite a while since I blogged. In this period of time, I've passed out from my BMT and now I'm in SCS (specialist cadet school), and it's only 6 more weeks to go before I pass out again.

Obviously, I'll not talk too much about army here. All I have to say is that new environments mark new beginnings and new beginnings are usually scary, albeit exciting, although I have no capacity to feel excitement about the army. Nevertheless, if you hang out with me, you'll realise that I still talk a lot about the army despite promising myself not to. It's something you'll only understand if you enter the army. But, I'm going to try and explain why; In the army, one cannot escape from a lot of repetitions. And when something gets repeated often enough, it sinks into the person's thoughts, and therefore, it translates into conversation. So there you go.

So, to recount, the days leading to POP (passing out parade) was quite a tease because it was a mixture of toughness (parade rehearsal) and slack, and then the whole march towards Marina Bay Platform was intense and tiring. It was really satisfying finally throwing our jockey caps.

Right after POP, headed home with my parents, and then went to the fish spa with Jt, Guang Yi and Ru Wen. It was quite scary and itchy and disgusting but it was a great experience. Hung out with them plus the two couples in our clique plus Amirah.

The following week was a block leave, so I caught up with my secondary school friends, Man Kit, Natalie, Artika, Hwee Hong, and El. We went to Artika's family chalet. Chatted a little with her husband and saw her son, who is so cute. As usual, Man Kit complains about being fat and Natalie and Hwee Hong laugh at Man Kit for being fat, and Man Kit disturbs Artika and all those nonsense that used to be the norm. I kind of miss it.


Super dark skin contrast with super light skin
Also hung out with Guang Yi and Jt on separate days, and then the next Monday was the first day in SCS. Blabla. And then on the weekend, finally met up with my poly friends after 1000 years for Escape the Room - which we've talked about for 100 years - as our way of celebrating Matin's birthday.

It was really, really fun, but the meet was kind of depressing because a few of us were pretty depressed - me included - for various reasons. I miss my poly classmates. Although the guys make me jealous of their vocations, I still wish to meet up more often and I wish we had more time to spend together. Nevertheless, Escape the Room was awesome.


We enjoyed zooming into each person's face uncomfortably closely after taking these photos
During that weekend, I went back to reading a self-help book I used to read and I'm no longer depressed. See, self-help books do help.

I'm pretty optimistic about the future but I'll try to live in the present and try to enjoy my current life, I guess. Wanted to write a less shallow post, but I guess next time will do.

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