Trust

I feel like I can't really trust anyone in my company anymore... not even the echo platoon mate who came in together with me during the posting as a driver (and he became a clerk)...

I actually like divulging crap with him, but since a terrible incident, I'm literally drawing a circle, an invisible barrier that cannot be seen.

Everything in camp seems so fake now... My immediate superior is trying to squeeze my IT skills out of me, my other busybody superiors will always come by and heap a load of bull on me, and my company mates are going on a battle royale of backstabbing galore...

Suddenly, everything seems to be so fake...

In other new, I haven't got the time to look into my Singapore Ultimate Frisbee Opens goodie bag until last weekend, and boy was I in for a suprise!

A little glove for an index finger that allows you to brush your teeth!

New Milo inventions!

Chicken Essence in pills??

This year's disc and shirt were also in the goodie bag too, but since my other 3 helpers (Bruce, Calvin, Eline) didn't really get the disc and shirt, and they were whining about it, and after an embarassing moment with the organiser to ask for the disc and shirt, I guess really loved to have it. Even the Regenites that helped on the first day morning, didn't go until they got a disc man... Guess it's the main attraction in helping out

Photos are on the way man... they look damn interesting....