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Tell me what's wrong with society
When everywhere I look I see
Young girls dying to be on TV
Won't stop 'til they've reached their dreams

Diet pills, surgery
Photoshopped pictures in magazines
Telling them how they should be
It doesn't make sense to me

Is everybody going crazy?
Is anybody gonna save me?
Can anybody tell me what's going on?
Tell me what's going on
If you open your eyes
You'll see that something is wrong

I guess things are not how they used to be
There's no more normal families
Parents act like enemies
Making kids feel like it's World War III

No one cares, no one's there
I guess we're all just too damn busy
And money's our first priority
It doesn't make sense to me

Is everybody going crazy?
Is anybody gonna save me?
Can anybody tell me what's going on?
Tell me what's going on
If you open your eyes
You'll see that something is wrong

Is everybody going crazy?
Is everybody going crazy?

Tell me what's wrong with society
When everywhere I look I see
Rich guys driving big SUV's
While kids are starving in the streets
No one cares
No one likes to share
I guess life's unfair

Is everybody going crazy?
Is anybody gonna save me?
Can anybody tell me what's going on?
Tell me what's going on
If you open your eyes
You'll see that something
something is wrong

Is everybody going crazy?
Can anybody tell me what's going on?
Tell me what's going on
If you open your eyes
You'll see that something is wrong

-Crazy, Simple Plan

Unrefrained Blogger




{/Field Camp finally over
Sunday, April 19, 2009 ( 5:19 PM )

This week quite sian, after field camp somemore book out so late on friday, no energy liao. Didn't know after wearing helmet for 1 week when take out that time the stupid aura still stays. My friend and i was called a bunch of bhuttos cause when we send arms walk there then walk back cause forgot bayonet then walk all the way back again cause forgot magazine then when finally return we forgot to take out 11b. Lols totally made a fool out of ourselves.

Just ploked on the bed and snooze only to wake up sat afternoon which i didn't do much also except making a trip to cheveron to buy some stuffs then at night went with parents back to IMM for ice-cream at swensons before going to meet joseph. Sian really damn stupid, at the highway there got turn right and turn left, both also can but i turn wrong direction ends up instead of meeting joseph i drove home first then took a bus there. ZZZ.

Sunday its stay home day today and well stone around at home again, scratching scratching, felt quite feverish too, but what to do, need to book back in. Field camp was over, finally but got exercise at tekong this week :( Another 4 days out in the field.... Sian man.

{/LPS
Saturday, April 04, 2009 ( 4:26 PM )

Its the 2nd week of the course and i had a hell of a week. My appointment as LPS was very mentally draining, making me sleep less than the minimum 7 hours of sleep a day, friday was even worst, less than 5 hours of sleep only! Due to the many administrative and logistical stuffs i'm required to do, but without admin time. Its still manageable actually, but my LSM is really screwed up. Report strength also can add up wrongly, not count, just merely add 3 numbers also can add until got error, then this also never tell us, that also never relay, timings also give all the very imposisble timing, 6.10 finish pt, want us to be back in our bunks by 6.20!!! WTF Man, cause the whole company to kenna fuck big time, then appointment holders also kenna. Seriously, sux.

He everything little small thing also shout LPS, knn everybody gather around him also cannot tell them directly also need to tell us to tell them, really is wth. I hear ppl shout LPS shout until i nostalic sia...

Life back as a trainnee is like some disciples of some sage living up in the mountains. Chiong chiong chiong chiong chiong, then go back bunk take a well deserved rest, bathe and sleep, nxt day round 2... But my bunk counted as quite good already, everytime got like 5 -10 mins break, my section will gathering tgt play guitar, play drums, and sing song, cheap thrills for that few minutes before going back to chionging.

Whats does SCT stands for? Shag Cannot Think thats what most of us are, so shag that we cannot think properly