waste of time

In case anybody is listening to the radio or watching tv on sat afternoon, you will realise that some poor souls area activated to report back to their camp because the "garwumen" missed these souls so much that they just want them back to the camp with all their gears and all they had to do to exchange for freedom was - a signature on a piece of paper.

What a waste of time.

Yes, I was one of those poor souls. Thanks to Berg for giving me a ride from Jurong to Changi. I was recalling to Berg how "chao keng" he was 2 years back in reservist: while out on a mission one fine night, he tripped over something and sprained his ankle; as a result of that, he missed the mission and had a fine time at the back of a jeep. While Berg tried to defend himself (for the millionth time), he apparently tripped over a molecule of water and fell headlong towards a tree trunk. I was just in time pulling his army fatigue and held onto it. As Berg limped towards the busstop, I cannot help but laugh merrily along the way. With Berg around, you will not have a moment of dullness - he defines entertainment.

I swear, he will make a good footballer. Imagine the number of freekicks and penalties he will earn.