I finally gave up blogging in Rayner's shoes!

Tiring to like blog as Rayner lah! I don't even know WHAT happens in the army. So all these while I've been trying to fake some shit.

Maybe one day when I get possessed by Rayner, I will start blogging in army mind again.

But if I don't blog like Rayner, then life gets so boring. =(

ZNNNNNNNNNNGGGG!

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Hi everybody.

Today, I learnt how to sweep the floor. I personally feel that it's really TOUGH SHIT. No joke, TOUGH SHIT.

I got really bored and I tried Sms-ing Jamie. Now, Jamie was on her way home from work. So the sms session went something like that.

(attention: this is TOTALLY fictional, IT definitely did not happen)

Jamie: Eh, I can't talk to you on the phone now because my batt is like flat.
Rayner: Ok, nvm, try and run home. Lights out soon.
Jamie: Yuh! I wanna run but I can't! I'm stuck like in the train under the armpits of the ah nehs! Anyway why would those people want you all to sleep so early? They think you all lil kids ah? Not enough sleep will faint tomorrow ah? So stupid.
Rayner: Hey, these Ah nehs are valuable k. Without them blocking the sunlighht for you, there probably won't be night lor!
Jamie: Why you link two different topics together!
Rayner: Comes together in a package as one SMS MAH!

(attention: I repeat, this is TOTALLY fictional, IT REALLY DIDN'T HAPPEN)

But anyway Jamie was really stuck on the train. So can only sms her. But whatever, I don't wanna sms her anymore. She takes donkey years to reply.

Anyway, talking about donkeys. I used to call her dOnkiEh. And she used to call me mOnkiEh. To be exact, she was called jAmiE DoNkiEh GirL. And I was being called RAynEr MoNkiEh. Why the typing? Because Jamie girl used to type like a big time Ah Lian (maybe because she was one) during our iRc days. It's weird how we lost contact after kindergarten and met each other again during Mavis. And it's weird HOW SHE RECOGNISES ME. Oh, or did I recognise her? No idea, gotta check with her when I'm outta the army.

I can still remember our kindergarten days.

OKAY! I should save this topic for tomorrow. Or else soon I have nothing to blog about already.

Sir calling me to sleep! HAIYA! Army damn anal. I can't differentiate Sir and Sergeant, always call wrong. Then tio la.

RAYNER BOY