ARGH my heat rashes on my back... my pair of rotting feets... sigh
Somehow i hated being alone for too long, in just about any situations.. Its the green light for my mind to come out and wander to who knows where, ponders about so many stuffs that i've done or yet to do, and it just solidifies in front of me and proceed to dig up all the past i want to forget.. Today i spent too time alone listening to my Xpressmusic phone and staring at space, its so maddening i couldnt manage to slide open the phone and start msging at all..
Shouldnt go into details, should i?
Anyway after 1 x stupid exercise last monday to wednesday, things were really beginning to thaw within our platoon.. Or is it? I couldnt be sure; everyone was still guarding against each other, and i cant help but feel that i also am holding on to a sturdy shield with a dagger behind it.. Someone tell me, thats life? Kinda sucks if i had to answer.. 'Cos you can spend 1 whole day sitting in your bunk wondering who is whose enemy or who is 'buay gum' with who and you still cant get a definitive answer in the end.. But of course i had better things to do *i spent.... eh.... 3minutes? hahah* Kinda sad on how things turned out to be like that, 'cos everyone IS on the same ship trying to survive through the ordeals and no one is cooperating.. Super frustrating so i will stop right here LOL
It's 1.23am and i still couldnt sleep.. Maybe i'm thinking about two hers; the previous one and the not-yet one.. One i'd let down at J1, one i'd let down last year and now i'm trying to repair the damages done at J1 era.. Is it kind of late? Can it still work out in the end? ARGH WTH troublesome, i'll rather be gay and mingle with guys... Guys, anyone?
But now i know why i couldnt sleep... THE BLOODY HEAT RASHES ON MY BACK THAT STUNG WHENEVER I TRY TO LIE DOWN
zzzzzz
//Brandon struck at
12:48 AM\\