Weekend here i come...

The last time i've longed for the weekend so much was wen i was in the army. can still recall the BMT days, running the last stretch of that bloody 2.4km run, failing wic u'd have to spend a few hours more for RT. spit and snot all over my face, breathing like 20 horses and having Niza's face in my mind i thought ," For you la babe! "

weekends were the best motivation for any recruit. more so if it were weekends wit gerlfrens. i passed my running nonetheless. one of the remaining few who made it. not that the position matters but i wasn't fit at all ok (not that there's much improvement now la btw) last time so any progress in that department deserves at least. and as the medics came to my aid i said to myself, even if i cough out my lungs or my heart implodes: get me out of this island.i'll die happier.

as for now, its friday and work is finishing soon. 2 days of freedom.48 hours. time is ticking, better make it count..