Oops, we did it again.

We forgot about our previous incident with over-buying and ended up with tons of excessive food for the steamboat once more. Plates of golden mushrooms, hotdogs, cabbage and porkballs flooded the rubbish bin as we scrambled to save as much as possible but stuffing them into our stomachs. There is indeed a limit as to how much we can eat.

It was quite a lively occassion (I supposed). This is the 3rd time we had a steamboat in camp but the people attending is always diferent. I shall not make a comparison as to which is better. Nevertheless, it's another experience worth remembering.

This is the first time I felt my book-out time was limited.

I used to look forward to going back to camp in the past, mainly because I can get to play winning eleven, something that I can never do at home. But this enthusiasm in booking in fades quickly, especially when I have to face people who doesn't give me a good impression.

Decided to keep myself occupied these days.

Went for kelvin's 21st birthday yesterday with the usual pals, xia, zhiqin, delon and mild (whom just came back from Cambodia). It is heart-warming to see people celebrating their birthdays with the treasured few, families and friends. It must have been quite a feat to organise a birthday party. The food was great, but the atmosphere was the main attraction. How should I celebrate my own 21st birthday?

Meet up with long-neglected pals vincent and baoloon (brothers from pj) and spent the day at Vivo city, a place which I find quite confusing to navigate. Had such a hard time looking for the cinema in the heavy crowd. Watched the movie The Departed, which I feel the chinese version to be more appealing and exciting. But nevertheless a good movie which tested Leonardo's acting.

Bought earpieces for the zen neon. Finally can listen to the mp3 on the bus journey.

Will update again soon. Going to do some preparations for the steamboat in camp tomorrow. Followed by another trip down to Zouk with vincent and baoloon again on wed. It's Mambo Night...

S is up to his usual paranoid mood once again.

"Please wait while I use the searchlight to search for dust to clear, it's for your own good."
"Please exercise once every mount, I want you all to run & do PT, it's for your own good."
"Please bath at least once a day every mount, it's for your own good."
"Please wash your hands before and after you eat, it's for your own good."
"Please bath before 12 midnight everyday, it's for your own good."
"Please do your area cleaning properly, it's for your own good."
"Please go and exercise more, it's for your own good."
"Please don't give me attitude, its' for your own good."
"Please do this, please do that, it's all for your own good."
"Please follow my instructions completely, it's for your own good."

Is this overly "Regimental" or it is he is just to overly serious with regards to "Safety" ? He is more naggy than my mom (for godsake). It's getting on my nerves. How am I supposed to face him for the next 114 days?

The haze been pretty bad these days. Visibility is so poor that I can't even see causeway point from my house, let alone make a trip to the library through this thick "fog".

Health concerns like respiratory problems and conjunctivitis (commonly known as sore eyes) totally killed the mood to step out of the house. I wouldn't want to fall victim to this haze that has engulfed almost every part of the country. 2 more days before I can get back to camp to retrieve my N95 mask (though it is unlikely that I will wear it).

Very much wanted to do some research into the dreams I had, but realised that the very book I had been reading (Freud's The Interpretation of Dreams) had already been returned and there is no available reading left at home. Something tells me that these dreams are prophetic in nature (or am I reading too much into it?)

Perhaps I might just make a trip down to the library later in the evening when the PSI falls...

I must have been hallucinating alot these days.

So many things had happened during my short stay over at my grandma's house while I took another break from camp. I don't know whether these incidents are real or they are just another one of those super-realistic dreams.

I remembered the first incident the most vividly, mainly because it had something to do with some traumatic fear for the army. I could still imagine myself dismounting from camp, feeling glad that I'm taking leave for the next mount. I opened the mailbox, and there was a letter addressed to me from mindef. I could barely remember the words written inside, but the word "blogging" appeared quite a few times. I guess it has got something to do with some incidents regarding the government's stand in enforcing regulations on soldiers exposing too much of the army operations.

Something written in the letter must have been the cause, for I can still recount the shock I had after reading it. Tried to decipher what might be the likely cause, and came up with this most logical statement.

I supposed this may probably be a letter of warning to me for discussing too much information about my unit on my blog. This could even be a letter of charge for leaking confidential information.

It really scared me. I was so dumb-struck that I imagine myself reading through my entire blog archives and deleting any posts regarding my camp, with priorities in removing articles with the words "army", "airforce", "navy". Then I woke up.

Nowadays I try to avoid talking about things I did in camp. You'll never know when my dreams will come true (ironic isn't it?). I wouldn't want to be charged for something I don't know, and they are definitely not going to extend my service...

Another one of those rare event-packed days.

Swimming was the first activity of our itinerary. Unlike other days where I would go swim alone, penghui was present ths time round. With some companionship, we ended up spending more time soaking ourselves in the water, chit chatting as always, rather than swim laps.

Made a trip down to the old interchange near to the causeway, a place where I used to visit often when I followed my parents on their delievery trips. Penghui will be away for his overseas stint tomorrow, he had to change his currency to thai baht. Despite numerous money changing outlets there (which we thought we might have a better rate since it's a monopolistic competitive area), most of them did not have that currency. Wonder why?

Playing pool was another item off the list while we await for time to past for the sushi buffet. Not much practice caused my consecutive defeats to penghui, whose form is exceptional today. Ended up playing for an hour before we left for some sightseeing at Lot 1.

The next 3 hours was competitive eating, as we tried to outdo each other in eating the most number of plates. He tried to chiong through his first 10 plates within the first 15 mins while I ate leisurely at my own pace. It was a draw at the end.

There is no other way to end a day without heading for the library@ woodlands. Of course, this time round we were not there to read, chit-chat or walk around, but sat down at the music section listening to j-pop and read design magazines.

He will be off tomorrow night. Have a safe journey and meet for "Death-Note" movie next next week.

Everytime I logged in for a update of my life, I get stuck. Pondering over what programmes I had, activities I did, friends I met doesn't seems to appeal very much to me. Especially when you can't even remember the things you did the day before.

So when I finally have time to blog, the thoughts and feelings of each particular event of my life fades, leaving only vague memories.

These thoughts are an important part of a life which I never knew I had. I don't want to lose it anymore...