In Continuum.

Today of All Days

The throbbing headache still lingers,the way pain always do when they strike you at the most unexpected moments.So begins the start of my block leave.It's an under-statement,to call this chain of breaks a "block" leave anyway,since it is hardly blocky enough to be called that.It's more like a chip off a block,not nearly long enough but i guess that is all i can ask for.

I woke up to my sister laughing to something on television,which was strange because if i wake up to HER voice,there's got to be something wrong.Either she was going somewhere early,which is unnatural,or i am sleeping really late,which seldom happens.She was heading for Sentosa,and i suspect it is because of the fact that i kept making fun of the fact that the only two places she ever go to in Singapore is her school and our home.So armed with a spaghetti top and those beach bags she headed out with my parents,who were dropped her off at the MRT before heading for the airport.

I dont count myself lucky,for the fact that i am at home clearing leave while forty unlucky souls in my company are preparing for the 3rd Division Anniversary...parade thing.It's one of those cliche things,"To celebrate the pride and power of our army!" kinda bullshit,really.Standing under baking hot sun is not a joke,but at least they get to get offs afterwards.

And today,of all days,it has to start raining.Not just raining,but the thunderstorm sort of rain.I remember the other time,long ago when i was at the Siloso with a bunch of my friends and it started raining non-stop.The beach is not the place you want to be at when it is raining,trust me.The wind from the sea doesnt stop blowing,and since you are half naked(In terms of the skin percentage to fabric percentage),you are cold all the time.And my sister HAD to go to Siloso today,of all days.Perhaps she shouldve consulted the Ouija board or something,that wouldve worked.

And today,of all days,it has to start raining while the boys are probably at Jurong Camp,getting ready for the parade.I mean,raining is fine sure.But if it stops,the parade has to go on,which means a delayed book out timing.Now that's a pain in the ass,and i wonder how the boys are right now,dry(hopefully)and bitching away about the weather.

And today,of all days,i had to do a spring cleaning on my Friendster mailboxes.This crazy woman called Yvonne actually sent me a message over Friendster last night,asking if i am interested to work part time or full-time at the company she is currently part-timing in.According to her,she read my profile and thought that i might be interested in her companies' stuff,some marketting...thing.I wonder which part of my profile that schmuck read,and made her derive in that kind of conclusion.

Anyway,i had to come across HER old messages to me,when we first started talking.You shouldve seen me rolling my eyes,asking myself why i forgot about that important aspect on my last spring cleaning.And of all days,on a rainy,THIS has to happen.Oh God,if you are showing me any form of signs,dont.Or at least choose a right date to do this sort of thing,because with the throbbing headache and the heart still in the mend i am not fit enough to be involved any emotional rollercoaster right now.So save me all that,not now.Please.