The World of Slacking, Sleeping, Smoking and Sleaze
Read one of my friend's blog recently and I have to agree that NS guys are living in two different worlds----the normal civilian life versus the desert world of the army (aka the Matrix). In camp, I am surrounded by people from all walks of life.
Hate it when people smoke, firstly cause I AM the sweeper that is supposed to clear all their smut, ash and all. Twenty cigarettes littered on the floor is no joke when the ash is so damn concentrated; I swear that the stench is worse that the one caused by the chemical explosion in the chem lab (triggered by me) two years ago. The decomposed form of a burnt cigarette is a disgusting sight to behold, an abomination that is melted black which looks worse than the pigeons' excrement.
Surrounded by Malbaro everyday in the confines of my room. Initially, I was squeamish about the pollution, but gradually, sad to say, I am resigned to my environment. Why don't they all just drink one cup of cyanide?It's a much faster poison that the 4000+++ chemicals in the smoke.
My bunkmates are all (unabashedly I must say) experienced in tasting the forbidden fruit. They seem to treat social escorts as common goods. Wonder at times how many viruses and bacteria are they harbouring. I was sleeping on the couch one day when I overheard one of them blatantly making a phone call. "Hey, wanna go @#4% tonight?" .."You busy ah? Nevermind.., @#4% other time then" Thought maybe I was still dreaming. Asked him whether what I heard was really what I heard. He proceeded to look at me strangely, as if it was the most normal thing of NS guys. -.-''''
Such depressing situations confound me everyday. Once, I had to pack crates into a container for OCS cadet Taiwan trip. One of the crate is labelled condoms. Wow. Didn't know that the army cares so much for our welfare, that it provides the adequate protection for our 'Happy Hour'---an epitome of one of our core values:"care for soldiers". *sarcasm*
Needless to say, every other vices available to man is available in camp. (rhymes). Honestly, I am afraid of this corruption, though on the outside I may appear nonchalant. Sometimes, it is good that girls do not serve NS; they don't have to be exposed to the seedier side of society. Now I know why guys age a lot in camp. I am curious if my bunkmates ever thought of the future, when now they are happily sowing the seeds. Imagine one day if they do get married, when they stand at the altar with their wives...how on earth are they going to profess that they love her and look straight in her eye, when they have done ...erm.,u get the point.
Thankfully, I have Proverbs 5 to remind me now and then of the perils of promiscuity. Sigh. 1 1/2 year to ORD