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Saturday, June 17, 2006

I'm a good person =D

Was doing Ops Room duty on Thursday. So about 1am in the morning some grl called. Reference to the previous duty, I got harrassed by a bloody homosexual named Helen or whatever shit, I thought this was some prank call again. Fortunately (and unfortunately), she wasn't, however she was some grl that just lost her grandmother.See no link, well this grl was the sister of one of the trainees in Tekong. Worse of all, the guy wasn't from Tekong at all, he was from SISPEC and so there's no obvious contactable person. So I did some checks and search and found out that there's all but one registered personnel from their unit here (they gotta register when they come training here) so I tried calling him, first through his hp then I tried coms-ing him through signal sets. All these crap lasted till 2+am in the morning when I managed to send him out through harbour-launch (small boat activated usually for emergency). But when his sister called back to thank me I was like oh yeah I helped someone and feeling so happy the whole of Friday. Lalala~

As I was typing this, my dearest will be at a certain commissioning ball. A ball! Hahaha, how many times in my life will I get to go this kinda things? Well not being able to get a chocolate bar means I already missed out one. Some people tell me I'm amazing, actually agreeing. But I assure you I amaze myself at times. I mean I'm unusually flexible as a person, yet terribly rigid at times. But I guess the heart is made of flesh and that really is true. Even though at times you really don't want something but you'll feel bad n stuff and yeah.

you were loved at
10:34 pm

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