Sunday, January 25, 2009

memories of everything come through

outing yesterday was Outstanding!
haha.
met up with stho n zhenan at city hall, and then went to sit around and eat and talk cock. while i was away in the middle of a palm plantation digging a shellscrape/selfscrape, storming Evernew Bookshop, shouting "Incoming! Incoming! Incoming!" and then "Arty! Arty! Arty!" ad nausea zhegay was having a happy life at vs teaching the kids. how smart can they be, vs boys. should be quite easy to teach la. stho was on his quest to become dr. tho going from clinic to clinic for attachment. nais. pes c really damn goodlife so far. will continue having goodlife anyways. ate dimsum, went to xinwang for yingyong, but mostly caught up wif each other we havent seen for more than 6 weeks. im a 6 week soldier, yeah.
rj and aaron came as well. yankee and zulu. haha. their bmt sounds good too, but mine sounds slacker. i really have lots of admin time especially since i dont have to take tonner everywhere, the soc ground is just across the hardcourt, medical center is within walking distance and all. i think rhc is really a joke.
dinner with lenny, yuanwei, aaron, zhenan, clara, wanqin, xinjin at east coast park. felt quite bad that lenny and i and sometimes aaron kept making references to our ns life, but hey, thats all that has been happening to us for at least 2 weeks. i did not get to watch the inauguration, i still do not know the details of the budget and i just found out that 2 ri guys died in a short span of 2 weeks. in this time, aaron was wanking around rocky hill, taking the 5tonner over to do kit exchange when the store was closed while lenny was down with The Cough and i was high kneeling and unbathed, camo-on for 6 days.
after dinner, zhenan had to go back to china. hehe. happy chinese new year in harbin. we were at the beach talking cock, but xinjin already left. we just sat on the beach and talked cock until almost 2300. actually i dont even know what the fuck we were talking about, but just sitting in the soft sand looking out at the berthed boats in the darkness of the night, their lights emanating a soft and calming glow, talking about life in camp, listening to other peoples lives in camp, about relief teaching and about university plans was just comforting. once in my life, 2 years of my time, but life goes on. everyone seems to be leading Outstanding lives. which is good. i felt happy. the feeling hasnt left me.
cabbed home wif lenny.
i treasure rjc. not for the rubbish F.I.R.E. or the hodge lodge or LT1 or A48, but for the people i have come to know.
it is a chapter hard to close.

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