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Just one word; BOSAN.
Boring. Bored. Mundane. Just past the 2month mark, 2-third more to go and we’re feeling it. Other companies practicing their pop cheers whatsoever and we’re around them doing our physical trainings. Our passing out is still far from sight, December tenth to be precise.

My blog has turned into my weekly entry of ranting and complaining. You can see that.

My weekends are the most precious. It’s something I look forward to, like duh.

It’s the time I get to be free, living my civilian life and noone to control me from smoking or wandering around. 15 more weekends to passing out. What a bummer. Fine I shall think of happy thots. Hah.

I’ve gotten my photo with my section mates. The ones we took (and forced to pay thirteen buckeroos for that) during our third week in the island resort. I shall not reveal it to u now but all i can say is “Oh holey macaroons!”. Heh. I shall do it in December wen i’ve gotten the next update of our photos. LOL. I shall put it up in Friendster and facebook. You know how it works like; it’s like those Marie France bodyline advertorials. The before and after pictures of yours truly. Haha.

Looking at a lighter side, hey aint it all worthwhile?
You get paid to lose those flabs.
You have weekday accommodation provided to you.
Meals are all on them.
And all they take from you; your freedom.

Current weight loss: ten kilos.
Ideal weight loss on POP: thirty kilos.
A mission almost possible. hopefully. hah.

And then after that it’s all about choices. Whether I’ve the discipline to keep it that way or poof! back to ole self. Heh.