In response to my emo post earlier, now feeling slightly more calm. Just went to Pasir Ris with a heavy heart. Heart not with the island of misery. Then when asked to take temperature, my temperature hit 38.1. In the end was sent back home on the orders of my sergeant.

Wanted to see doctor. But at timings like 4pm on a Sunday. Almost all clinics are closed. In the end had to visit a 24hour clinic and spent god damn freaking SGD$81! Seriously felt the hurt. But managed to get a MC until Tuesday. No need to eat tekong's pathetic food.

Due to certain circumstances, our meals are all now delivered to us. Meaning we can't choose what we want and etc. I can hardly eat the food. Quoting from Jeremy, I repeat, quoting from JEREMY. Not I say one:

"The food at Tekong, you place at roadside, dog walk past, bark 2 times woof woof, and they will walk past without even nibbling at the food."

Which I feel, is true la... Maybe is the emotion affect the taste of what you eat. If you thinking of negative things, nothing will taste good. If you're feeling cheerful and light, a simple bowl of instant noodles can also be the best delicacy you have ever ate. Even though I know this basic logic, I can't make myself feel good in camp. Coz it seriously isn't...

My abdominal injury still hasn't recover. I suspect it might be something worse. The doctor suggested me to visit the doctor for a check up. Which I would probably do once I return to Tekong. For a free checkup. The pain has been there for 4 weeks. Previously I thought may be muscle ache. But after MC for a week or so, the pain still persist. Cannot be muscle ache eh... I dunno what it is.

The pain is even more noticeable when I lay down. The pain coupled with my back problem acheness. One from the front and one from the back, torturous. Must sleep sideways.

Penned by: Kirra