Early morning Mr Cheng call me thru my home phone. And stated dat me n my partner will be assigned to a job sumwhere in Jurong Island for our attachment. I muz admit good job to be in but it is damn far for me n my partner though.. Wat to do.. we muz accept it k dear partner.. I noe u not happy. THe experience dat counts. I heard the pay is good. N not everyone got the chance to enter dat area. So be thankful.. ;p Cheer up..

Okay den Fen gave me a call to assist him do his job. What he have to do is go to Bishan Inchge and place an unidentified bag(false bomb) at a certain spot. N at a distance wait n see wat happen.

Okay here wat happens. An indian Bus captain walk pass didnt notice, some ite student saw it but didnt bother, Finally a group of i tink lower secondary school boys noticed it and observe the bag. They straightaway alert the bus captain office n the head manager comes n view the bag. Police officer is also called in. One thing i would like to comment. The officer damn stupid. What if it is a real bomb, and he condone the area for a mere 5metres radius. As if it will not hurt passerby walking pass the area. More over he came over closed enuf to the bag den he will burst into shatter if the bomb goes off at dat time. Stupid officer..

Next at around 5pm i went to take my IPPT at Bedok Camp. I didnt do any training for this n i come with my stomach full with KFC chicken. I did well for my station but surprisingly i clock 13.18 for my 2.4km run. Neva i clock beyond 12min in my entire life. Dunno why.. my legs feel so heavy. As soon as i finish, i go home straight n lie flat on my bed.

I woke up feeling giddy, accompany Sasha pat kedai kopi pat bawah. At dis point of time i lazy oredi wanna type summore. Head still spinning. Wat a way to start my 24th years old days like dis...