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Going overweight?
written on Friday, May 11, 2007 @ 10:36 AM ✈

Today after CIP, I was in the canteen with Peiyin. Then we got spotted in the canteen. I feel like I'm always spotted in the canteen, buying food. It happened on a few occasions. So pathetic. I was telling Peiyin if I kept eating at that rate, I'll go overweight someday.

Peiyin got onto my father's car and she dropped off at Jurong East MRT station. My father drove to a nearby McDonald's and we were eating. For me, eating = again/

I feel so useless. I chatted with my dad, about my results and subjects. I didn't do very well for many subjects. Luckily, he wasn't in a bad mood. In a way, I was preparing him for the shock he might get when he collects the report book.

When he drove a distance back, I was depressed. I saw Jurong Calvary (squadmates know where it is), Corporation Drive then Ho Ching Rd. I saw an ambulance with its lights flashing on the roadside. Then I realised a dented taxi. A man with an injured arm was speaking to a female police officer. It seemed pretty serious.

On the journey home, I see so many things. I do many things unknowingly. I don't know why.

During recess, a golden band from the rubbish bin was on the floor, in between the corridor. I was staring at it when I walked past to refill my water. Soon, I just took it up and attached it back to the dustbin again. I seriously have no idea what I am doing. But it was nothing wrong, fortunately.

Right now, I feel so bloated. Just had curry rice, which was very "overloading". There was still orange. I feel so uncomfortable. I have to get to my work soon.

Now, I see an email from batch 39 ma'ams. It says to prepare twigs and rags and twines. That's pretty interesting. I haven't done anything like that before. I'll go seek the opinions of my squadmates now.

..Everyone keeps reminding me of the number of ACTs we have left with our NCOs. I need to relax, using my way/

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