JADED

J-A-D-E-D.

That's about the only word to describe how i have been feeling these past weeks.

I find myself lacking that zeal which i used to possess so diligently, i now just live each day without much enthusiatism and the friday night outings are just about the most exciting activity that happens in my routinous week.

Was talking to Clare about our individual love status, and i think both of us are going to be striking out for a while! She's one hardened woman who doesn't believe in 'love'. She gets tired of guys after a month or so.

Myself on the other hand, can never trust someone enough to let her into my life. Even if i could, i find myself not being able to get emotionally attracted to most of the girls i date, to put it crudely like how a friend likes to - 'I think with my dick not my brains'.

Anyway, i went for my medical checkup today, and i had to hide a sniggle when i stepped into the final station and saw about a hundred dudes in their underwear.
Why? why? why? can't they just have everyone strip in private!

Anyway, for those that are interested to know the outcome of my medical report, lets just say i'll only be spending five days on the national resort.

Something which i have been aiming for since i was a kid, but now that i got the status, somehow i feel apprenhensive about wasting my time away doing menial tasks and would rather grab a rifle raging into the fields with my battalion.

sigh.

Like i said - JADED...