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Yesterday, was the first time my camera went out for a walk with me! so exciting to bring it around. to my dismay, it rained heavily and i was quite worried that my camera will get wet. on the way to yk's house, lightning struck bishan park. it was probably 100 to 200m away when it happened. the pulse of flash totally engulfed me, causing me to shut my eyes unvoluntarily (though it didn't even make any difference). for a while, i thought the bus had been struck. i could hear 5 beats in the cracking of thunder. the passengers on the bus were shocked too. but our instinctive reaction was to see if anyone had been struck. however the curtain of rain had obscured our view...

in any case, it later dawned on me that it was a dam good opportunity missed, an opportunity to take a shot of lightning so close up. it will prolly take me a stroke of luck too.

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41 DAYS; COUNTDOWN TO PINK
3rd entry

39 days to go... It is almost hard to believe and accept that today is JUST MONDAY! Started the day with... pills. It was not my first time consuming anti-malaria pills, so what struck me was an unpleasant surprise; I didn't expect to vomit after taking 2 green pills that kill worms.

I still remember ever week during my PTP phase in P.Tekong I had to take 2 anti-malaria pills. Well, it wasn't as bad as those with G6PD, those poor fellows who had to consume an alternate daily pill. The irony to the practice was that it had to end just before the enhanced batch enlisted. (P.Tekong was declared malaria free) Now, why such timely coincidence...

So anyway, the green pills caused me to vomit. Let me tell you, I could have endured that vomitting sensation. But no, I had to go to the latrine... Walking into the toilet, I noticed a soldier rinsing his mouth after vomitting. I then proceeded to find a clean cubicle.

1st cubicle: Guy vomitting
2nd cubicle: Toilet bowl clogged with faeces
3rd cubicle: Another guy vomitting

I couldn't take it anymore.. as though my disgusto-meter had reached its brink, the warm yet acidic fluids shot up my oesophagus and flew out of my mouth, as I aimed at the toilet howl to minimise "collateral damage"

To be continued...

Guy sleeping above me= Sleep-talker
Guy sleeping beside me= Snorer

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