when the cold wind blows

Early in the morning march,
With a fieldpack on my back.
With an aching in m my heart,
and my body full of sweat.

hurhur. Bloody army cheers don't ever leave you, they stay with you FOR LIFE. See the profound impact army has on me. Damn 2 AND A HALF (not 2 yrs like lucky bastards now) years of my life gone. Contrasting with the popular belief that army makes the guys fit, I actually came out of the army a fat tub of lard. Damn all those tea breaks and guard duties. All you do is snack. Haha.

Yesterday night I was taking a bath in hall at about 3am in the morning after a day of hard studying. Just as I put down my showering stuff, I heard a soft moan emitting from the cubicle next to me. Try saying this out loud softly in a low breathless voice : "Eer-uuh..." Yep that's how the guy in the next cubicle sounded like. That wasn't the end of it though. My ears were then treated to a symphony of soft grunts and moans, bloody SYF material. Bloody hell lah! I have no idea what the guy was doing, but he didn't stop even after I turned on my shower. Makes my skin crawl just thinking about it. Aiyeer. Didn't get to see who it was. It's really more disturbing than it sounds. I had wanted to put this down yesterday night, but I was so truamatized by the experience I hid under my blankets and cried myself to sleep. Poor lil' me.

Anyway I'm at the biz benches now, and it's bloody cold. My balls are freezing from the cld morning breeze man. 1 more day to the 1st of 3 papers in 4 days. Can't bloody wait for it man. Whooo!

When the cold wind blooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooows