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Thursday, February 14, 2008

[140208] Homeless heart

Went to Mandai Training Village today, 106th intake's Final Exercise. My 3rd last final ex by the way... THE SHORT ONE followed, which made it an extremely boring experience and of course, if he follows, no fires would be lit. First time setting up and seeing recruits carry out an extraction of casualties (dummies) from the 4th level when the 2-point suspension is usually meant for evacuation of casualties from the 2nd floor. I seriously wonder what goes through the mind of THE SHORT ONE.

recruits from all 3 platoons getting ready

View from the 4th floor

Came across something very ol' skool the other day when my colleague bought it from the canteen from CDA.

Yep, these biscuits!! remember these? if you dont, you fall into 2 categories, you either do not have a childhood or you're too young to have experienced the wonderful taste of these 20cent biscuits that i used to faithfully buy everyday during recess time when i was in primary school. The best part was when i ate the biscuits, they tasted exactly the same, same taste, same price (it was selling for 20cents each also) 17 years down the road. Missing those carefree days.

Homeless Heart.

turion at 19:44