another week has passed....

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happily we just begun drinking and drinking... happy hour mahz... so free flow of Tiger. then suddenly they decided to have my initiation..... since i'm a direct entry to the air force thanks to YFC, i'm so called entitled to one initiation..... so they kept on cheers-ing me with one full mug of Tiger... though i was like aware of what was happening..... i thought might as wel play along.... 6mugs later..... i chiong to the toilet for my first merlion!!!!

BLEAHX...

felt better after puking..... so i went back for more! haha..... at this time i was still conscious but a bit shaky already....... so i thought aiyah "home" is so close...... go for more! lol.... and they weren't shy about offering me more! 7 down. 8 down. 9 down. 10 down.... while talking to the Colonel, not the KFC guy, who was the incoming air force school commander, i had the sensation and calmly walked out into the toilet and merlioned again....

BLEAHX!!!!!!!!!

jia lat... came out and went to a isolated corner of Air force one to sleep.... cause wow..... i was spinning and rolling and bleahx........ couldn't even lift my head straight for 5seconds.... jia lat..... rested for about 10mins maybe? lost track of time already..... soon another sensation came out... choing ah!!!!!!!!

BLEAHX!!!!???!?!!!!!

another round of the 21 gun salute.... lol...now i was just lying outside the mess and sleeping.... i recall having our Wing Commander talk to me about holding my alcohol better..... then if i remember someone told him that i was being initiated.... i had no fighting chance of staying sane.... lol......

A Major encounter

as i was nicely sleeping, a major came up to me and told me i was a washout..... something i would feel totally insulted if i heard that while i was sane.... all i could say was yes sir! cause it was the truth.... i was totally wiped out.... he asked me what my name was and i was still able to give him my name..... quite surprised..... but anywayz.... he asked me what kind of pilot i wanted to be and i told him with confidence a chopper (helicopter) pilot...... haha....... and then he asked me why i didn't want to be a fighter..... simple...

"fighter pilots just waste fuel... our tax payers money!!"

haha..... jia lat.... after that he took a good stare at my name tag..... gone .... career path charted out already...... haha...... stuck on chopper for life.... haha....... maybe he was a fighter pilot..... dunno manz.... ahha.... ...

then i pushed myself to go back to bunk...... along the way....... another round of

bleahx!!!!!!

wah shit manz........ feel like crap then got back to bunk still got terroized....... got painted all over...... like xiu's bloggie she did the drawings..... i also kena drawn like mad..... my arms, my lower back, my thighs, my calfs....... then worse still i kena my own shaver........ got my legs partially shaven!!! argh!!!! no!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! now seriously thinking of just even-ing it out... help any ideas? ? to shave it all?

and yesh.......

something else to blog but i'll fill it in later... gotta drive!

tata