Fucking throat. It's always giving me a hard time. Sore throat. Whole day kept "ahem, ahem!" In the middle of the night mum woke up to prepare honey for me. It soothed my throat for awhile, but the pain is still there.

To think I only had sore throat two weeks back. It must be due to the banana chips which sis bought in cambodia, and I ate in plentiful.

For the whole day I have been arranging the stuff in the stationery store. Doing stocktake was extremely frustrating. Almost alone in the store for the whole day, shiok! Some offered to help, but I rejected. Sergeant wl came in asking me to slack. So we chatted. Then sergeant kh came in to help me move cartons of envelopes which were so heavy.

We then had lunch and an ns men in his thirties approached us to chat. He talked to us how he and his camp mates would patronise prostitution houses on every night out in the past. So we conversed in the most crude way. We fully utilised an hour's lunch time. Usually I gone back to work in less than half an hour.

Lieutenant raymond came looking for me. Just to ask how am I. Fancy him asking if there is any job opening for him at my office. He could ask my ma'am if she still wants me, if not I will return to my previous unit. God, let me stay.

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Howling like a wolf
Raindrop like my tear

The laughter of the past
haunt me deep in my heart

How I wish I was never there before
A world of darkness

We cry when we were born
We leave with tears

Death allows us to rest
in peace

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