Rats, Fish and Co.

A myriad of events happening over a period of two months, but have somehow slipped my mind:

Fish & Co:
The waiting time was atrocious. Air con was so damn cold that I felt like a fish in a freezer. Eating somehow distracted my pissed off mind for a moment before I was back shivering again. Besides that, NEVER ever eat New York Fish and Chips. It is so stuffed with cheese that I felt nauseous eating it after a while. *The amount of fats there is SINFUL. *sick*+o(
*usually I can happily gulp down tons of fats, skins and all, due to my innate fat-resistant shield. So trust me on the above.

Rats:

My old furry rodents are back to haunt me. Highly suspect that those army-trained rats are somehow mutated. The furry pals are getting more and more courageous, running and jumping on top of my cupboards during the middle of the night.

Microwaves:
Placed myself in a precarious situation a few weeks ago by standing between two corner reflectors on high power. Until I was kindly reminded 30 mins later that microwaves are apparently not good for the......male species. -.-' **sweats literally**
**which probably explains why signal officers have only daughters,not sons.

Girls in NS:
Personally feel that it is unnecessary. Girls/Women/Females shouldn't be made to suffer the mental and physical humiliation that guys go through habitually. Including vulgar abuses, knock-it-downs where you stare at the floor or the person's boots (plus many things that make you mentally and physically thoroughly exhausted) So please. No mandatory NS for girls.