once upon a time, at the turn of the century, at a place
somewhere in changi ..... where a lot of men wore red caps around
.... there's an informal group of people who banded together
because they had a common goal .... to get out of changi .....
they hated being there, hated what they had to do there, never
wanted the red cap that'll be their right after almost a year in
that place .... and so spent all their time in misery,
plotting ways and means to get out of that place .....
they called themselves .............................. the TLC
group (逃离 changi ）
what most of the group didn't realize is that, the harder you
try, the harder it is for you to get out of there
........
there was even a poor fark, a smart alec JC chap with 2 "S"
papers no less, who tried to keng all the way, earning the hatred
of nearly everyone in his platoon and a blanket party ... who
was pushed through all the shit and the whole 72 clicks, was even
kicked out of an airplane ....
and just when this poor fark finally learnt the manful pride
that comes with wearing the red cap ..... they took it away from
him, and finally kicked him out of changi, out of sheer
blardy-mindedness .... or perhaps you can say that the
powers-that-be and his peers have long memories .....
he spent the rest of his 2.5 years at 9 DIV
...........................................
so ... just go in and do what you have to do .... don't try to
keng, you'll only make things worse for yourself .... that
place, is NOT tekong BMTC ...
Sometimes I dont have the slightest clue about what you are
saying.Anyways,We don't and never wore red caps.
