"My Santa Alva."

Life's been pretty good and bad as usual. Whenever there's up, there's the down to accompany it. You know it, i know it. thats life. Lately, i've been pretty settled in a relaxed mode with not many stuffs to do or perform. I'm happy. Maybe its because its time for me to "move on" to Civilian Conversion Course. the smell of up-till-40yrs old-freedom is like just round the corner. And soon the recruits are POP-ing tmr and basically most of the commanders are just slacking playing PSP or playing Winning 11 on PS2 or playing RISK. We're good. We did our stuffs and now i guess its time for us to take a break from the 3 months of hard work. We deserve it, totally.


As im blogging now, i'm feeling a slight pain in my left chest. Hope its nothing serious but really, i'm kinda scared too. You'll never know what shit happens in "there" in your body of yours. Speaking of which, this afternoon i went to the dentist to get my dental checked. Guess what? I will have to extract my wisdom..in October! 1 week of medical leave for that and not to mention that i'll be missing out on the kuih-muihs and most importantly the rendangs and longtongs. The highs and lows once again... Also, i kinda got my teeth cleaned. Wow. Free service. Saved $60.

*phew*


I. KILLED. A. RAT. TODAY. Yes, it was tough at first but that pesky rodent was all alone with me in the black dustbin. I just had to do it. We caught it in our office this morning, it came through the ceiling hole. Want to wait for the rest to "do" it, they'll never do it. Only talk but totally no action. Standard. Like i dont know them enough. Anyways, i filled the dustbin with water up till till the extent whereby when the rat stands up, its nose will never be out of it. In other words - i drowned the lil' bastard. Saw it kicking its last rodent life out at the bottom of the bin. A mixture of feel good, feel bad was present. Now, dont think of the rat as your Stuart Little or Rataoulie.

P.S Its not as cute as you think it is.

But sadly, in life, its a dog-eat-dog world. Rodents are pest. You let one live, it'll breed. It breed dozens. like dirty dozens. And the vicious cycle of reproduction repeats itself. I'm playing the the good guy who looks bad here. Somewhat like Spiderman. Or you can also say like The Hulk. So dont go over to the SPCA and get me charged with voluntarily killing an unarmed piece of shit a.k.a a rat. I just saved the world from rodent infestation.





Your Hulk,
Bil