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Friday, May 12, 2006


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*Fever & Cough*

12/05/06
7.55am

I nid a doc.. badly.. Recently, i found out tt my body was getting weaker n weaker each time when we came back frm outfield.. i duno y.. the last field camp i had a bad cough.. n this sits test i gt myself a fever + cough.. the most farking thing i wan to curse n swear is tt the MO does not wan to gif mi attn C. fark him.. __ i was really sick.. i jus nid some proper rest at hm.. 1 or 2 days will do.. but this farker gave mi 7 days attn B. wtf.. i gt a range nex wk.. sometimes i jus feel like giving them a piece of my mind if not for the 3 golden stripes.. the best part? they did not even gave mi any cough syrup.. jux purely painkillers.. *shakes head*

ok.. enough of my sickness.. getting sick n tired.. well, i finish my 12km RM in a farking hot weather.. we stop 3 times.. n most of the pits stop was not even in shade.. PLUS at each times we jus gt abt 5 mins of rest nia.. enough to drink water n refill nia.. i dunoo how i did it.. but i did it.. for the last 2km.. it was unbearing.. i feel like falling out.. but i jus kept tinking abt her.. went through in my mind how i chase her.. getting together.. going out.. everything.. i even though of her being beside mi holding my hands.. pushing mi on.. OMG.. i was bascially daydreaming.. it was farking tiring.. i dunno how am i going to finish my 24km..

"why are you here?"
"sir, fallen out"
"wad is the prob?"
"sir, i having a fever"
"go n tk ur temp now.."
after taking the temp..
"wad your temp?"
"sir, 37.6 deg"
"farking spyders.. do u tink u can continue?"
"yes sir.. no prob"
"i fark u.. go n get ur field pack n go n report sick"
- guess hu said to mi?

went back to the sits test area to help out.. i duno y ar.. ppl like to look at each others when they were asked for volunteers.. n eye power doesn't help to move the stuffs.. i really gt nth to say abt these fragots..

went through some of my stuffs.. saw the pics we took when we went sentosa.. i jus cant tk the fact tt she gone.. real gone.. i jus had to move on.. she will lived in my memories.. my brothers.. i really miss them veri much.. i am real sorry guys..


3 more weeks to POP!!!

maRcUs`(",)






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