People with books.

I think, I find army life depressing. There's too much testosterone, muscle flexing and metaphorical Neanderthal chest pounding. After three months of basic military training, I've learnt how to strip and assemble the Singapore Assault Rifle 21, fire like a marksman, assault and react to and assault in urban and jungle environments.

I am supposed to be able to kill you if for some reason you decide to wage war against this country.

However, army life and its regimentation just does not cut it. For 3 months of my life, the paltry soldiering skills I've gained-learnt through sloppily administered lessons and suspect tests- just doesn't seem worth it.

Being a soldier just isn't fulfilling. There's nothing to delight the senses and fill the mind with wonderment. I miss being a civilian. I miss talking to people and listening to people talk. The interaction, and the satisfaction of reaping the fruits of your daily efforts almost immediately.

I hate feeling detached from society. I'm Military personnel now, and I feel awkward when amongst civilians.I also, hate how I can't seem to be satisfied by my stations in life. Oh and my language skills are deteriorating.


Girls make me want to break out giggling. Like, WHAT THE FUCK.