Tsk, the torpor always sets in after staying put on the sofa for a moment.
It feels like the sofa has some mysterious abilities to throw me into a trance or groggy state, enticing me to lounge on.
Liars!
To hell with the frigging band convention.
To hell with the frigging band convention.
The expected free periods were never meant to be at the very beginning.
i realised that i've changed :]
I used to hurl chains and strings of virulent abuses at anyone who inflict physical injury onto me.
I'm getting so rhapsodical about Npcc despite the tangle of bias and despondency i'm ensnared in, like a fly entrapped in the agglutinative web of a vicious spider only to be wasted later.
The flash of bolt which halved the azure skies of queenstown and fusillades of water storming from the ashen clouds almost changed the day's plans for me.
Fortunately, the calamity ended as fast as it started.
Thank God, i don't have to join the squad with campcraft training on the moist, dampened mud marred with the putrid stench of sulphur. Desiccated or gravel grouding are much prefered!
Streaks of her imageries keep flashing through my mind. Am i merely beguiled by her enticing charm? Captivated by her sensual pout? Enchanted by her almond-pea eyes and cheekbones so impossibly angled you can ski off them?
The long-lost attitude of Np is soon to be resurrected once again, once more, we will recollect all the lost respect and redeem the regimental discipline once lost in the flow of time.
Npcc shall be robust, vigorous and at its peak once more.

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