joke

probably the wittiest thing i said the whole of this week and last week:

"the length of a SAR 21 [edit: or any rifle for that matter] depends on how tight you screw the muzzle"

that came as a rare spontaneous flash from a chasm in my mind. and as all of you know, i'm a boring person who doesn't make many intelligent comments, if at all, right? :P

more about intelligent (read: smart aleck-ish) comments. i found out that the blogger, who was at one period of time infamous for a particular post which created a large public furore, was accepted into yale university for the same reasons :) you go, girl!

anyways, i need emotional support to push me through the last two legs of aslc BAH. you are probably lucky you aren't in my section, else you would hear me rant everyday :\ and speaking of two legs, i need two new and stronger legs to pass SOC. no, arms too!

my life revolves around army while my peers' lives revolve around the likes of friendster, facebook and myspace. shit, i've been forced to listen to stupid ditties like 'tokyo drift' http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=p07GQhBdIPQ and other euro technotrash, oops i mean eurodance, through a bunkmate's speakers that the tunes involuntarily surface in my mind all the time! GAH!!!

back to the previous topic, though. a(n) (in)sincere apology for not taking the time to respond to any stimuli directed towards me via the abovementioned electronic portals :P am too lazy to update anything online but my blog posts. hell, why am i spending so much time online?

i miss: RJC people youknowwhoyouare, BSLC sectionmates (screw shaun for leaving me alone), AND family (whenever i'm not at home)