Another typical Satuday.
Where everyone sleeps like a log at home.
And I had to wake up early for training.
Awesome-.-


Reported at MRT at 7.25am.
Took the MRT to HQ.
Wah, there so many people.


Footdrill.
Pathetically done.
It sucks-.-
The distraction was great.
I couldn't focus.


We rested.
And went to the hall.
However, it was used.
So went to the second small.
And did our case.
That small place.
Luckily, it wasn't all four teams.
If not...
Lols.
Crowded like hell-.-
We practised bandaging.
Than learnt some new ones.


Had our lunch break at 12pm.
Went back.
Did first aid again.
Than finally.
TOC!


TOC.
Was awesome but tiring as well.
Cause at first, Erron was the casualty.
He's rather heavy-.-
After that did more cases of TOC.
Before we went up to the hall.
For further practise of bandaging.


Left at around 3.45pm.
Than had dinner-.-
So early man-.-
Took the MRT back.
Bus-ed.
Reached home at 6pm.
OMG-.-
I was sleeping like a log in the MRT.
Lols.


Home.
Bath-ed.
Facebook-ed.
Now blogging.
Moving on to homework.
Sianz.
Today training.
Tmr charity event.
Mon to Fri MIT (March Intensive Training).
Sat is the BIG DAY.
COMPETITION.
I'm so god damn busy.
I don't even know whether I have the time to do my homework.
Sianz-.-


Okay, ending post here.
Bye ~~~





I know it is a wishful thinking part on my own.
But can't you pretend as if nothing happen?
And be what we used to be.
I really miss those days, where we had a strong friendship.
But now, it isn't the same anymore.