a trivial and meaningless title, but i shall perform the traditions of honouring the 100th post as a milestone in this blog's history, just because so.
anyway i'm waiting to be fetched to the movies with my soon-to-be-private soldiers. and today, the coy was spurred on, like, awesomely, totally, radically, by my 2IC's discursion about an unwilling NSF's suggestion letter which is a lame excuse for an emotionally-charged immature rant about NS.
parts of the letter rephrased:
"...we have nsfs who enter command school so that they can screw recruits under their charge..."
"...we have the ferris wheel and the shiniest durian (esplanade) and don't-know-how-many soldiers who can't defend singapore against a superpower nation..."
"...ns wastes talents [perhaps such as the author?]. that's why we are facing brain drain..."
to the recruit: you're just bitter that you have to do what everyone else has to go through. someone has to do it, and if you expect somebody to defend you, it's morally fair you should do your part too. ya duh, not everyone is most talented in military-related areas, but who's to look after your apartment, car, orchard road and your dad and mom?
laughable, the mind of such people.
in other words, now i feel absolutely sorry for myself for not putting in proper effort into what i really would like to do in my life, not to mention my dilemna of my choice of career was thrown into the spotlight once again. gah.
ali ord leh. i jealous. not that ns is a waste of time (anymore). just want freedom.
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