Monday, July 30, 2007

You'll know when to call yourself Silly.

OKAY. I know this should be damn EMBARRASSING but KUDOS to Ms. Von WHATEVER-SHE-IS thing here, I'm obliged to share a bit of what she'd summarized at my tagboard. It started like this. It happened back then when I first enlisted for NS. We were provided with this sheet of paper that had this list of items that we were supposed to be bringing and those that we can't. And as always, I have the habit of leaving stuff to the very last minute because I think that's when the adrenalin runs high and that's the moment where you power-up everything with 101% of alertness. Hence, the night before the enlistment day, I only started packing when it was almost midnight and not to mention, I absolutely followed the list of "Items you need to bring" RELIGIOUSLY and neglected any other stuff which wasn't on the list as I thought those should be deemed illegal as you know, during that time, I had NO freaking idea what to expect of the Army. And what intrigued me was this Item NO.2, and it was written [Basic Toiletries (Shampoo, Body Foam/Soap]. That was all. So I was wondering, what about the rest? Like toothbrush and towels? Of course in the end, I brought those cos' they are the essential items that's not to be left out unless you wish to stink the entire platoon. And of course, thinking of toothpaste, I thought I didn't really need such a big tube so I just grabbed the SIA travel pack which I took from the plane and chucked it into my bag.

Then came the second morning. Reveille (wake-up) timing was 5.15Am but everyone scrambled up at 5 and the toilet's like the HOLY place in the morning. I remember taking my toothbrush, face towel and the SIA travel pack and headed for where everyone was going. Everything on mind my was home, home, home and HOME. Parked myself by the basin, took out a small tube, squeezed its contents onto my toothbrush and started brushing. Wait a second. No. Hold on. It tastes weird. Really weird. No foam. NO bubbles. I tasted no fluoride. So I turned over the small little tube and printed in the tiniest font, it read "SHAVING CREAM". Omfg. And no, I didn't stop. I carried on brushing because I knew it'd really be so down-right embarrassing if I were to turn to someone next to me borrowing toothpaste just because I unconsciously mistook a shaving cream for the other. Never to mention (but now I am), I only found out that we were given a Toiletries Kit (which consisted of Toothpaste (PHEW!), toothbrush, shaver and soap) the next morning. I KNOW. Stop laughing already you fools. Ain't funny.
But oh my dear Lord and for crying out loud, I was actually shaving my teeth! And fortunately I was still quite awake that time to differentiate a toothbrush to a shaver (if not I could really have shaved off my darlies.). One of my friends was suggesting that I should consider using toothpaste when I wanna shave. -_-"

That should be the dumbest jumboest thing I've ever ever EVER done in my entire life so far. However, thinking back, I find it really funny that I've kept this quiet from my bunk mates that I did not actually bring a toothpaste at all to brush my teeth. But THANK GOODNESS to Army that it was provided! If not, I guess I won't be opening my trap until the end of the confinement period (which was 2 whole weeks!).

Speaking of which, my MC ends tomorrow and I'm going back to the island on Wed. Now I'm really dreading it.

freed his mind P.Y.R.A - U.G.I.N.E at 11:46 PM [comment]

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