You can run, you can hide but you can't escape my love. That Enrique Iglesias' song has been on repeat since I got back from my grandma's dinner. Ah well, it's nice to see my grandma again. It's always a nice sight when 3 or 4 (I don't know) generations of people gather for such a celebration. Birthdays are a celebration of life, but it tends to remind me that I ain't getting younger and I'm moving forth to my twilight. Time really flies...Yeah, that reminds me, I got to pack my bags for my duty tomorrow. Hur hur. You can run...You can run...

Yes...Yes...I got a Long Weekend today but what's the use of it, I'm on duty tomorrow anyway. I guess I'm a regular fixture in my Senior Medic's Sunday Duties Roster. Got back from my stoopid officer cadets exercise this morning at 1+ am! Those officer cadets are a disgrace! Wasted my time there, even though I'm doing my medic cover, I think I could do and plan stuffs better than them. I certainly hope they'll improve quickly, if not, by letting them pass out of their officers course would certainly lower the standards of RSAF. OK...I gotta take a nap. "Shack cannot think", this phase was coined by my friend while on exercise, I guess that's how I'm feeling now, SHACK CANNOT THINK.

Ah well...Got this going at last. Spent almost an hour figuring out. Anyway, anyone seeing this...HI! Gonna improve on this, so please be patient. I'm kinda busy in camp right now. Check back in a few weeks time, maybe by then it'll get better, I hope... Hey Ridjal, hope you don't mind me "shoplifting" your blog's design, just want to test it out. I'm outta here...