Enlistment!

And I'll be enlisting on September 11th. Not as an elite Commando, but a lowly grunt along with the many fine young men who will also be repaying their debt to society. It'll be two and a half more months of working a bullshit job at the restaurant and three months more of working retail operations at Starbucks, before I very finally take a break and (possibly!) a trip out of this country.

It's been too damn long. Half a year, I've been wasting working at a crummy job. At a part time job which requires absolutely no skill or talent but caught up in a whole shit load of politick-ing and at another just part time job where advancement in position is restricted by the looming conscription.

Don't get me wrong, I'm not dreading National Service. It's part of being Singaporean and goodness knows, I need the work out. It's just the fucking 6 months I've wasted not doing anything significant stuck in limbo that pisses me off.

Oh well, September 11th, here I come! Afterwhich, the glorious future beckons!

Is anyone interested in going on a holiday, by the way? (Contact me!)