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2007-02-02 @ 11:59 p.m.

So now it turns out that I have to go to Selarang Camp on alternate days next week to take the morning shift and help out with ICT. The reason? My CSM, who's some appointment-holder, insists on having at least two experienced CSOs going over to help. You know, the only reason we're doing this is because he's the appointment-holder. If it were anyone else who didn't know of our existence, we wouldn't be involved, at least not right from the start like we have been. If this wasn't a public space, I'd tell you more about what goes on behind the barbed wire. Too bad for you that I've got a future to safeguard. Mustn't type the wrong things here, although I very much doubt I'm capable of sparking the next blogosphere furore. So on to happier things. Dinner with Evelyn and Myrtle at the coffee connoisseur in Clarke Quay! They made me walk all the way through Boat Quay (by telling me that Raffles Place MRT is nearer to Clarke Quay than Clarke Quay MRT), where there are lots of expatriates and people essentially touting to get the expatriate dollar. We hung out at tcc for more than three hours, so I got home past midnight, which prompted my dad's usual query, "What happened?" It's like every time I stay out late, he assumes something catastrophic must have occurred to prevent me from coming home. It's not like I was out with some gang or anything! Honestly, sometimes I don't understand his way of thinking.