Sunday, June 1, 2008
i'm glad i managed to enjoy myself over the weekend, for this might probably be the last weekend that i can indulge myself to such an extent.
yesterday was spent, once again, with the same bunch of track guys having lunch and watching sex and the city after that (dont ask me why, that was the only movie with a decent timeslot and that is not selling out like hotcakes). but yea i don't understand why it's m18 since there were hardly any pornographic scenes, i thought a nc16 rating would be enough. the theme mainly focused on relationships, love and marriage, but since it's called 'sex and the city', i supposed it's giving us a clear signal that 'love' and 'marriage' equals (or almost equals to) 'sex', no matter how some people deny it.
back in camp, i was reading this book entitled "
why men don't have a clue and women always need more shoes" basically it talks about why men and women always fail to understand each other, and how we always end up in conflicts because of our differences. there's a reason why we're called the "opposite" sex. for example, most women(note the word 'most', nothing is absolute, haha) like to whine on and on to people about their problems just to relieve stress, and sometimes the last thing they need is for the one listening to interrupt them by giving solutions. men on the other hand, tend to offer solutions because since the primitive age, men are born to be problem solvers, and by offering solutions it makes them feel needed. but of course sometimes men fail to realise that all the women need is a pair of listening ears, and not someone to interrupt them. and at the same time women fail to realise that men need to feel needed, they tend to feel useless if nobody approaches them to ask them for their help.
pardon me, i forgot the exact words written by the author and i can only use my lousy english to rewrite what i can roughly recall. but you roughly get what i mean, i hope. since i've entered NS my
engrish have deproved by leaps and bounds.
here's a joke i picked out from the book, a different version from the one i've heard sometime ago:
a man once found a old lamp and when he rubbed it, he accidentally summoned the genie from his deep slumber.
genie: you have freed me, i will grant you a wish. wish for anything you like.
man: can you build a bridge with a highway that connects France to England?
genie: are you crazy? that's engineering impossibility! do you know how many miles it is between the two places? make another wish.
man: erm... ok. i wish i can understand woman.
genie: one lane or two?________________________________________________
ok i should be booking in in a few hours time. i never fail to feel emo everything i'm about to book in. oh well, at least this time i can finally bring my phone and my dearest mp3 player into camp. some life has finally returned to block 29A of dive school.
goodbye BMT, hello PCP. 6 weeks of physical conditioning, 6 weeks of muscle aches, but most importantly - 6 weeks to Hell Week. Let's do this.
aaron | 6:09 PM
