Tuesday, May 23, 2006
Fatigue and Choices
Damn tired these few days. Can't get to sleep, no mood to do anything, fatigue straining me both physically and mentally. All these amid my stoopid disruption in army. I was discussing with this other spec who came back to serve 5 fricking mths of disruption; and concluded that brain cells do get killed as a result of inactivity. So if drinking a can of beer kills a thousand cells, and you equate that to a day in my camp, I've still got 50+ days to go. Yup I'm a more thorough idiot at the end of the day.
Like I told some close frens, I do not really have the luxury of choice fer the path I got to take in the coming months. Circumstances force me to. Somehow resigned to Fate, putting my hands in my pocket and just shake my head, taking long sighs and exclaim how pitiful I am. However I got a scolding from thousands of miles away, and a midnight pet talk to tell me that I have the ability to change my life. Choice was up to me all along. After pondering the whole night (you know im a born thinker) I would only half agree to their statements. I can change my path, but I cannot control the circumstances that I am in. Rather confusing, but if you are following, den you should know what I am talking about. But rite now, I just do not want to think at all. Cos I do not know what to expect from myself till date. Gimme some time to sort that out. Meanwhile how about some Baileys?
I have developed this super sore throat and I got this hunch that I was someone who pass on to me. Hmm... I wonder who would that be... I tink it all adds up: late nights, drinking, thinking about nonsense, more drinking, and in-camp (hey you think I do nothing in camp issit??). Guess I will be at home soon, lying on bed half dead and on serious load of medication. Just cant seem to get a fever to go see the doc and get MC leh... aye your chilli idea better work! hahaha...
Better rest now. Later end up sleeping in camp again... like its a bad thing!
Like I told some close frens, I do not really have the luxury of choice fer the path I got to take in the coming months. Circumstances force me to. Somehow resigned to Fate, putting my hands in my pocket and just shake my head, taking long sighs and exclaim how pitiful I am. However I got a scolding from thousands of miles away, and a midnight pet talk to tell me that I have the ability to change my life. Choice was up to me all along. After pondering the whole night (you know im a born thinker) I would only half agree to their statements. I can change my path, but I cannot control the circumstances that I am in. Rather confusing, but if you are following, den you should know what I am talking about. But rite now, I just do not want to think at all. Cos I do not know what to expect from myself till date. Gimme some time to sort that out. Meanwhile how about some Baileys?
I have developed this super sore throat and I got this hunch that I was someone who pass on to me. Hmm... I wonder who would that be... I tink it all adds up: late nights, drinking, thinking about nonsense, more drinking, and in-camp (hey you think I do nothing in camp issit??). Guess I will be at home soon, lying on bed half dead and on serious load of medication. Just cant seem to get a fever to go see the doc and get MC leh... aye your chilli idea better work! hahaha...
Better rest now. Later end up sleeping in camp again... like its a bad thing!