Of camp and hamsters

Hey.. Realised not many are updating their blogs these days. Haha.. except for zhexi, and boon who post entries as long as my twitter posts. Think now the easier way to find out what everyone is doing is to go to Facebook and stalk look at the photos.

Btw talking about zhexi, I have to say that I've the same feeling as those you posted on ur latest entry, again. ! Its weird how I see my feelings reading your posts, because my written english is degrading everyday and I couldn't express it in my own words.

I too think that I am still myself with the same personality. The only change may be my way of looking at things. But something I feel im definitely losing is my ability to make people laugh and think of niao-rebuttals in a blink in conversations. Probably all the mental work is still going on in my brain but im not saying them out. Probably the people around me now is just of a completely different frequency, like 100MHz? Or probably they just have no sense of humour. Makes me kinda miss time back then when people around me would just laugh without me even trying, compared to now when I try so hard and what I get is a straight and direct "you think you very funny is it?". Urgh.

Really hate life in camp these days. Makes me want to escape from it everytime I book-in, or just pluck my earphones in and isolate myself, from the environment, the people. Kinda sucks know that you are just yourself and theres no one to stand up for you. I don't feel any sense of belonging to that place at all, unlike in my class at school or platoon/section during BMT.

Some people are so full of themselves at times, thinking they are always right. Its really annoying. Its so ridiculous that I find no reason to explain, but that just makes them feel like they have succeeded. Ha.. Everything could have been much easier if everyone put in their effort and have some trust on the team, not suspicion or belittlement. At least I know it worked in my school, vball team and bmt platoon/section.

Facing all the false fronts and changing faces nowadays just makes me miss life back then, especially school even more. We may act like retards, but at least we were humble and true to ourselves... Haha..

Ok. Enough of complaints. I suspect the wound on my hamster is caused by fighting, which I had thought was quite improbable because the 2 have been living together forever, eat sleep shit together and they have never injured each other, apart from the squeaking at night. But seeing that the wound is so unreachable for the hamster itself, it seems unlikely to be caused by scratching... Sigh, Im just worried because I wouldn't want to separate those 2 furballs, (partly because I don't have another tank), but more imptly they would be so lonely.



Now that I've separated them because of the infection, the one in the tank is just incredibly lonely with no one to sleep with, nimble on and fight for the wheel with. The injured one is just going claustrophobic being in a small container with nothing except tissue.

Anyway just hope the wound heals fast and not worsen anymore. Have been trying to clean the wound these 2 days and hopefully my family would help me do it when im in camp.. And I would come home welcomed by a smelly but healthy hamster.

On a side note (learnt from kiameng because im tired of anyways and btws), I've splurging so much these days. Bought clothes, books, accessories for my iPod, and this super cool and noise isolating earphones which actually my brother is sponsoring me. Hehe. Now I can sleep through chatters and PSP noises and moving tanks at night. :)



Haha just hao-lianing. Btw I gotta book-in super early today at 6pm. Sucks because I have to return my overdue library books. But I will be coming back on Thursday because of the 8 days exercise next week. And I am most probably going for the blood test on Friday at NSC... Think I will be switching to isotretinoin anyway... =/ And Im the only idiot who likes to go to his medical appointments on his off days because he is afraid to get off passes. -_-

Ok gtg. Blog again.