I AM BACK!!! I'MBACKI'MBACKI'MBACK!!! Although that was yesterday, so i suppose it's not so surprising anymore. =| (actually, it's been 4 days...just that i haven't had enough time to finish this at one shot, so i've been adding little bits day after day. So if this entry seems jerky and the paragraphs don't seem to link too well..i apologise!!) Ahh whatever. It's nice to be home!! There're lot's of things that i've missed when i was over in australia, including the internet, THE computer (not any of those crappy army ones i had to work with!) ...and the internet. Lol but really! There's also mahjong, my family and friends, my home in general, and every introvert's greatest treasure...
privacy.
Well anyway, some people have asked me how things were in australia. I can't tell
much..you know, how it's all
classified and stuff..haha but i don't suppose anyone wants to hear
mission details anyway..like is anyone even truly
interested? Aside from that..what i can say is that the experience truly
sucked. The usual stuff lah...no baths for a few days each time, 9 days or so spent out in the field with little sleep, lots of stress, lots of sweat, poor quality water and LOTS of dust.
When i had heard that we were going to be living in like semi-desert conditions, i had thought "Woah, lots of sand and sun...like a beach or something.." but it turns out that it wasn't really about sand. It was about dust. Crushed-up sand so fine that it blows on the wind at the slightest disturbance...and gets into your hair, your clothes, your lungs...sitting on the tonner (an army vehicle with, yes, no air-conditioning or seatbelts) was a lung-choking experience..worse than having a chain-smoking family, and when you got off, your hair would be grey with the dust and it was quite...style-able actually..like having natural clay/wax on your hair. Erps. Later on i managed to reduce the ageing of my lungs by using this black piece of elastic cloth which could be worn over my head like...a mitten or a condom or something..people said that it made me look like a prisoner going to hang.
Anyway..work-wise, it was bloody stressful. Not providing any other details, except that i was irritable and worked with even more irritable people. I was
particularly pissed off with a certain someone..i don't want to name names but let's just say i've seen guys like him before. Boys and girls, let me take this opportunity to talk about this particular group of people...
Due to a lack of an appropriate word, or rather a lack of vocabulary skill on my part, i shall call these people elitists. And they're really
everywhere, in schools, in
my signal company...These guys fit in pretty well in society..they're usually quite talented people, and it's usually very hard to spot an elitist unless you've a sharp eye (or ear)...or if you're a
loser. They usually have some kinda air of arrogance about them, but for the most part people would think of them as pretty cool dudes. Elitists like hanging out with, well...the elite. They make good friends with sportsmen,
army officers, etc...
What i hate about these people is that they judge others solely by talent, "coolness" and ability, and perhaps how much they contribute to projects and work that THEY themselves think are important. Which really irks me. You can be a total backstabbing bastard, but if you can hold yourself up confidently (read: "cool") or if you're good in, say, basketball, you'd get their "respect".
And by getting their respect, the elitist will be OK with you no matter how much of a bully you are...oh wait, they're the type who "beats up the class loser" as well. Can't remember how many mean things this guy said to the "loser" of our company...and he acted like that poor sod deserved it! Because he's untalented? Because he's blur? He's gonna get success tho..i just know it..sad..
Anyway...do any of you know people like these AND cannot stand them?? If yes then do share your story with me! Lol.
Well, back to my aussie trip...after the exercise, the planning team somehow contrived to make the whole lot of us stay back in base camp doing NOTHING...so life kinda sucked. There were a lot of things happening though...like when our company's little kid zhihong (though he's like 2yrs OLDER than me) got completely incapacitated after just 3 cans of beer, and we had to bathe him and carry him back to the tentage (oh..the bathing system at the base camp, btw, involves filly a pail with water and pouring it into some canvas bag with a shower head at the bottom for the water to "sprinkle" out. Cool huh).
The rest & recreation period was way too short too. Went to an aborigine museum for an hour, went to a mall for 3hours, then it was motel time at Sundowner Motor Inn, followed by dinner at some college, and then it was time to experience the australian night-life!!
...Except that instead of REALLY experiencing it, some of us just bought wine and went back to the motel to drink and watch TV. Meanwhile, some of our company people paid A$12 to go to the stripclub...and our company blur kid zhihong paid an additional A$20 to get a private strip show..apparently this really hot chick showed him her..well..dripping snatch..:| And gave him some face-to-boob action on the side...0_o Later when he came back he kept giving me the thumbs-up sign and telling me how good the experience was, and i kept telling him to buzz off! Wah..experience of a lifetime sia! I don't need to pay that extra 20, but just for the experience of BEING in a stripclub, which i might add you can't get in s'pore...
I sincerely hope a day would come that i won't have any tinge of regret for not stepping off that bus...LOL! The movies that were on TV didn't help too..American Pie 2 and Eurotrip..they just kept putting messages in my head like "wow what a cool party life hohoho". Erps.
Soon after that it was the plane trip back home! Via AIR NEW ZEALAND again..and this time the entertainment system resulted in a disappointing experience. Like i had 2 of my movies stopping halfway and stuttering and jamming all over..eventually i only watched "Trust the Man" like halfway, and i had to spend 15 minutes of retrying and fast forwarding just to catch the last 2minutes of You, Me and Dupree. Bummer..what a buzzkill.
And that wasn't the end! There was still the 2hrs spent queuing up on a full bladder at the Duty Free Shop. I was trying to buy Grand Marnier liquor, a set of Classic Tiger Beer, and a vintage 1997 Margaux red for my dad's birthday (which, i might add, i dreamt i finished drinking last night 0_o), and i think 2 whole planes' worth of passengers were queuing up to buy alcohol..my my. I also shall not name who i lent money to, but one advice for the unwary........
...please don't forget your ATM pin number. It's VERY important. Erps. =|
Anyway it's been great back at camp!! With nothing to do but to play basketball, watch Love Hina, and sleep! (I heard next year's gonna be tough tho..haiz) Last night had fun playing bowling as well and scoring spare after spare with just a bit of self-psycho-ing (it really works!)..and i've bought Neverwinter Nights 2 as well! Freaking sian tho..like the hack-and-slash's the same as ever, and where's the radial menu of NWN1?? Why does the right-click serve so little purpose now?? If you don't even give me an attack button, how can i attack innocents?? Erps. Or, say, perform pre-emptive strikes on those enemies who like to talk a bit before turning officially hostile?? Bleah.
Well, i'm really looking forward to the weekend after my guard duty is over!! Anyway...
.....i'd better not hog the public internet computer for too long. :D
