My life in LTA

Well, it was my birthday today. The best day for me so far in LTA. I was treated to lunch together with those leaving the department. On top of that, of course they bought me a birthday cake. But nah there was no surprise, even had to put on and light the candles myself. Still nonetheless, it made me very happy today. Came home and my mom bought pizza hut and gelare ice cream cake for me.

Yes my stomach, tummy I should say is very satisfied today.

Before I left office for home today, I was offered a cheese cake bought by Cecilia. I think that sums up my stay in LTA, eat eat and grow fat. The chicken pies, cakes, biscuits have shown their results. Ever since joining LTA, I have gained 4kg. I am currently weighing the heaviest I have ever been. I suppose its down to my good nature, not wanting to say no to people.

Earlier today, my boss asked me if I went drinking during lunch time because she said my face was very red. I had to kindly explain to her that my face was red due to soccer and swimming under the sun during weekends. Well apparently she thought all along that I was under the booze every monday. Perhaps that explains why I got a B+ for my attachment instead of an A.

Now as this has happened many times I gotta share this experience. Here and then, I have entered retail shops and some sales assistants have come up to me and asked “你是不是中国人？”I usually take 5 seconds to absorb the shock before running through my head a) is the sales assistant trying to take the piss out of me? b) maybe I really look like a.....fuck no way, cannot be, impossible, dun even think about it. Occasionally I will humour them back by saying I am from Hong Kong. I think it might be because of my 为人民服务 Mao Zedong sling bag that I carry out sometimes. Whenever Ah Tiongs see my bag, they will brighten up with gleam as if I just made their day. Sorry folks, hate to spoil the party but sadly I am not your 同志 hor, I am genuine and purely manufactured in Singapore only.

As a result, I bought myself a new converse sling bag over the weekend. Hopefully that will bring me some respite.

Tmr is the big day I suppose. The start of a two weeks ICT. But screw it, I ain't going back. I have already ranted everything about the reservist policy so I shall not elaborate further. I like to live life without regrets, but honestly, serving the army was my biggest regret. I have already long paid my dues to the nation and sadly speaking, the nation has failed me miserably.

Since the Commanding Officer has rejected my deferment, even with my valid reasons, I see no point in showing him anymore respect. Being denied the opportunity to take up modules or attachment work due to ICT commitments is a disgrace to the men who gave 2 yrs of their precious youth to their country. We live in sad times I guess. I would like to remind the CO and Mindef that their existence and reason why they can put on so many flashy ranks on their shoulders is because of the general public like us, studying and working in public/private sectors, so that we can pay taxes to feed these ungrateful son of bitches. As far as I am concerned, the top management making the ridiculous decisions should be castrated.

Just to share some photos of how I used to look like when I was a baby. Of crse there were many unglam ones which I did not post. Let the pictures speak for themselves.