.down. at His feet.

back to good ol' black.

.about

he answers to ben, neb and oei.

he knows what God has called him to do - whether he thinks it's crazy is another story.

he loves music and attempts to create it when the mood strikes.

he just got too lazy to complete this paragraph.

.past



.credits

Design based on Serene Ng’s Orient
Picture: DeviantArt

Wednesday, July 19, 2006

So it's finally here. Tommorrow will be my last morning in Mindef and my 1st day in Pasir Laba. I'll probably sob all the way to PLC. As much as I'd rather stay at home and rest, I really have to go to work tommorrow and help move our stuff. Gotta find a strategic location to place my com. Preferably out of sight from all the colonels.

It happened again today. My cough got so bad that I had to go see a doctor but when I went to the polyclinic, my cough mysteriously vanished. And when I reached home the coughing spasms started again. I'm not kidding - everytime I fall ill and go see a doc, the illness goes away once I step into the polyclinic, only to return and haunt me after I leave. It's annoying as anything, particularly when I have to ask for an MC even though I don't show any symptoms of illness.

Got a craving for lobsters. Mmmm.

posted by NEB at 12:19 AM