This unit is fuck up, why do i say that?
No breakfast, no lunch, no dinner provided and so far, only one one-way transport from Marina Bay back to Camp.
I can understand the sudden activation for us as manpower for this event but that is no excuse for neglecting our most basic welfare.
It all boiled down to the kit kat bars afraid of saying no or do the right thing to the two crabs.
What we did today and yesterday could be done in at most two hours, making the time spent today and yesterday pointless and a waste of money and time. If transportation was an issue yesterday and today, why not just do everything in camp or do it late in the noon today? What was so hard about saying "no, this cannot be done today" to your superior? Why can't it be push away with reason?
It is called youth olympic games and it doesnt make sense to me to see primary school kids performing. Its not children olympic games, its youth and im pretty sure the defining age of youth is 14 to 18. So why the primary school kids? They just don't fit in.
The sun hung high up in the sky, a big fiery ball radiating pure light, pure heat. It's easy to get tired under the sun and we scurried off to any shapes of shades we could find. In the distance, seperated by the Singapore river is my favorite icon, Merlion. She spewed water out of her mouth constantly throughout the day without rest. How good it must be to be at the recieving end of her endless vomit under this hot hot hot sun.
Merlion, would you please drown me in your puke?
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