Possibly my last day here at SAFTI Library updating my Blog. Going off to SISPEC tomorrow. Suffer in silence plus endless confinements. C'mon! It's 3 months. How much can they torture me? If the worst scenario turns up, I'll still have a couple of trump cards to play.

I reported dutifully to MP branch at 8am, thus missing the Enlistees' Parade. Can't be bothered. Parades bore me. A waste of time but an opportune time for instructors to award trainees with various kinds of punishments. Human is imperfection in itself. Bearing that in mind, can parades ever be perfect? Can an imperfect creature create a perfect thing? As I used to say, "Immortality can only be achieved with the perfection of the perpetual machine." and I still do believe in that.

My CDRW simply refuses to work with Win95. Guess it's high time for me to change to a new system. But I have no means of doing so. So like, live with it! Tough luck.

Someone called me while I was having lunch. It was a private number. I think the party sounded somewhat like a female. I only managed to catch the "Hello". Luckily, the other party hung up. After hearing Nicholas' stories of how aggressive telemarketeers pestered him over his handphone, I was apprehenisve of unknown calls.