In Continuum.

The Last Hoorah

Exactly one week from today,i will be out of the army.One week,that's seven days from now.But technically i'll book out on Friday,so that makes it six days.But then again,i still have to get back to camp to claim my IC on the following Monday,which is a bummer.But i guess,as long as i get my pink IC back nothing else matters,right?Even if it means,i got to travel all the way to the forgotten realms in Singapore to claim it,it doesnt matter.It really doesnt.

But anyway,Thursday night was my last hoorah in camp.EVERYBODY was on off on Friday amazing enough,and that left myself and three other guys alone in camp,facing the walls and making our imaginary shapes in them.Seriously,there is something subtle and peaceful about the fact that there were only four of us ruling the company life.I had the sudden urge to throw paint on the white walls,break the windows with a ET stick and then set fire in the office.But hey,im a peacemaker and i am a pacifier.But still,i cannot deny that all the rage and all the frustrations that accumulated over the course of two years,tempted me to want to destroy the camp.But the angelic side of me took hold,and i ended up in the rest room watching DVDs.

Andy,Aaron,Alphonsus and I(What's with the names starting with A?)were alone in camp.While Andy and Aaron went off to the carpark to wash the latter's car,Alphonsus and I cuddled on the sofa in a single green blanket and munched on Lays while watching House on the television.Sure,it was pirated and it's not like i support it.But boredom was taking over and it's not like i have much of a choice when it came to entertainment.Besides,House is an amazing show,and it has a cute doctor for all the ladies out there.So why the hell NOT,right?

I have a craving for Subway by the way,and i love Subway club.I was so hungry that night i decided to buy a foot-long sandwich,and managed to finish it in fact.What a feat for me!I am not called the Abyss for nothing.But anyway,after dinner the both of us went to the restroom to continue our marathon.970 odd minutes of videos in less than two days,that's a record of some kind i'm sure.And i was there to witness it all,every single episode of it!More on House in the next entry,but right now i'd like to focus on the last hoorah.

It felt great to wake up in an empty company line.Friday morning was a little different from the usual mornings because nobody was around to ask you for the strength,or to go for meals,or to irritate the hell out of you because they want to borrow your clearance form for forgery.It was just me and the morning sun streaming in through the windows,my luggages packed and ready for me to bring them home,and John Mayer's guitar playing on Stop this Train as the alarm tone on my handphone.It was perfect,and it was great.I moaned to the morning stretch,and was ready to take on the world,for i felt that that was going to be the life after all this madness,this chaos.It's not like i didnt gain anything from this chaos i always say,but it's not like i'd like to go through it all over again.Like India,as much as i love it i dont think i am going back to that place anytime soon.Sure,army wasnt the eighteenth level of hell as i first thought it would be,but rather the fifteenth.Okay,tenth.At least i gained something from it,so whatever.

The next week is going to be rather empty.I have no idea how i am going to spend it.We should do another The Lord of the Rings Extended Edition DVD Maraton,and kill time once more.Watching TV series in a row really killed my time in camp like gangbusters,but in a way i didnt want my last days to end up like that.Still,like i said,it's not like i have much of a choice when it comes to entertainment.The last hoorah,with blood shot eyes and tears rolling down my cheeks from the television,and of course for the fact that i was almost 3am when Alphonsus and I stopped watching the series.I remember the last time i did that was during the World Cup seasons,but that was a little more fun since it was,technically speaking,illegal.

So i have to start planning now,just what the hell am i supposed to do in camp next week.I have a couple of things in mind,but none of them lasts more than half an hour.My book reading mood is on the low right now,due to the high key reading mode i turned on a couple of weeks ago.I cant blame myself,because everything has its highs and lows.Perhaps i am going to start on that next week again,Virginia Woolf beckons.