Yes ladies & gentlemen, I AM in camp, and I AM tasked with a job to do, but wad AM I doing right now? That's right kiddies, I'm surfing & blogging in this spacious air-conditioned room so imaginatively called the 'Permstaff rest room'. Yawnz. I got about 100 recruits outside the room now cleaning and sweeping and washing away all the dead birds/bees/bird's nests/droppings/dust throughout the entire building, and my job is to supervise them and make sure they do a good job. But no, I'm not 'smoking out' out 'cos I did give them botaks instructions and I DID supervise them...for awhile. Haha. But now I'm getting me some well-deserved rest and TLC. Now I know how Nabil feels. HAHAHA. Perangai Nabil sak. The cool rainy weather and the monotone of the air-con humming in the background and the Westlife songs playing on the computer beside me ain't helping a guy with a stomach full with lunch keep his eyes awake either....
Lived a wasted life since the day you were born
You lacked the sense to care
Time that waits for no man you just let it go by
But now its to late to care
Your time is over there's no where to run
You lived it all but left your prayers undone
You're headed for and there's no turning back
Your past life is all just painted in black
Astarghfirullahalazim. Insaflah wahai insan. Yes, YOU.
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