Friday, July 28 ♥
l♥ved,
I'm a wee bit happy that it's FRIDAY.. cos tmr, the boy is coming out. I hate the Army. Because i cant call n talk to him whenever i want and the worse part is, i have to listen to the boy's 'in the uniform' tales.. i hate all those abbraviations. Don't know what pack and what light shit! Its endless.. n whenever he meets up with his guy friends, it'll be like this..
Him: Eh Hi!
Friends: Wha in the army ready ar? Which company/platoon?
Him: XXX
Friends: Orrrrr (gives the knowing look).. you're lucky not so 'shiong'...
Him: hah.. ya.. quite slack..
Here comes the ultimate ...
ok i can't rem all because whenever they talk abt it i drift somewhere else that has NO GREEN in sight....
Friends: Got 1 min in 1 min out?
Him: Ya.. eh! Can lemme you SBO pouch?
Friends: Ya can.. rem hor, when u go outfield must....(Do this and that)..
Him: U have any tips?
Friends: Ya! Must buy alot of snake powder! Rifle must take care.. even when u sleep must also hug it or smthg....
they will never stop... till..no.. they wont stop talking about it.
I'm dying of this soon!
I know that's like the ONLY life the boy has.. but i've been hearing the SBO pouch for like THRICE! I even know its black, contains 2 water bottles , highly uncomfortable cos u gotta slp with it, yada yada yada...
I can't do anything about it.. but this weekend.. its gonna be another round of this kinda SBO,Chin-ups, rifles, outfield....etc.. talks.