Stuck

Had battalion anniversary on Wednesday, and the day ended with a dinner event at some chinese restaurant. There was this singing competition thing and the guy from my company was singing a song that I currently have stuck in my head, and I don't know why but everytime I think of the song I just feel like smiling. Hah. Weird.

Someone's out working till late again. Sometimes, it's not that I don't trust her but rather, there's just this nagging feeling that something might just happen. Of course, when nothing happens, and nothing usually does, it is written off as unnecessary worry but what if something does happen? It's just a subconscious thing I guess, to worry for her. Oh well, at least she has people accompanying her around tonight.

Can't think of anything else to write. Will update again when I do. Sometimes blogging becomes a chore for some. I used to feel that way, but now it's a weirder feeling. I feel like writing but I have nothing to write about. So what do I do? Just string some rubbish together and hope they form coherent opinions? Sometimes it works, but most of the time it doesn't. I think this is a disease only people who do mindless work would suffer from. The brain craves release, but it's bound in a cage that would not break easily.

Ok, enough rubbish. Later.