War could bond men like a magnet, but like a magnet it could repel them, too. The things they saw, the things they did. Sometimes they just wanted to forget.
Just so aptly describes my weekends.

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I almost signed off with this when replying to an email from a potential client.
Regards,
PTE Gary Su
Signal Clerk
Such is my fate in life. You can call it “from riches to rags”.
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The Beatles – Yesterday

My job was terrible – no joy, no satisfaction, 10-14 hours a day of nothing. A prison.

Just in case you guys are wondering about what I’m mumbling about on Facebook… (Okay, can you even mumble on FB?)
I’m not gonna be clubbing for a while I guess. A rude wake-up call I got last week, getting drunk for the first time in a long while. The last time I did that, I [...]

If you prick us, do we not bleed? If you tickle us, do we not laugh? If you poison us, do we not die? If you wrong us, do we not revenge?

I’m adding this to my all-time favorite movies list. So gut-wrenching, I couldn’t bear to watch it in one shot. Definitely worth getting it on disk or something, if you haven.
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No, not me. It’s Azlan at Funan’s Pastamania.
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Went out today in search of a budget cell phone to last me for the next few months at least. My previous Nokia E51 was beyond repair due to liquid damage, don’t remind me why.
Got myself a Nokia 1661 from M1 at $75; it comes with a prepaid [...]

Two men look out the same prison bars; one sees mud and the other stars.

Something arrived in my mailbox from the United States recently. Thrilled, I was.