The average person is statistically 'mean' ..

now i know what the Monte Carlo approach in stats meant, it is a sub set of the stochastic approach which i have used so frequently... lotsa dots...

Anyways, i met my sispec bunk mates when i was going home yesterday. It was great to meet someone from those tough army days. Though the days were tough but we had so much fun firing all the weapons, from light anti tank weapon, gernades, M203, different types of mines, TNT, automatic rifles and machine guns. We were all so bonded then, sharing stories at night, doing guard duty togehter, sabo-ing each other by pulling each other outta bed at 2-3am and put all sort of things (like cameo cream, insect repellent shampoo, aftershave, deodorant and chocolate) all over the person's body.. doing all these without too much laughing that will wake up our sergeants. haha.. The countless nights we spent in the forest training, feeding mosquitoes and ambushing fellow platoon mates in the early morning. How we always felt asleep during ambush missions and let the 'enemy' walk pass us without us noticing and get punished in the end. Diggin trenches so deep that we could stand in them with only our head exposed. Speaking about trench diggin, it is a really frustrating event, it just depends on your luck. If your spot is filled with soft soil and sand, u can finish diggin in a few hours. However, if u see sparks flying when ur spade hits the ground then u know u r died.. u can dig 4 12 hours and still gets no where with those rocks. But the platoon will all come to help dig. Remember the times where all the stupid things happen too, like how a platoon mate melt his boots because he felt asleep with his boot ontop of his candle in the forest. How another platoon mate always went mad when we encounter 3 full days of heavy rain when we were out living in the forest. Everyone got flu after that. Oh well, my advanced section leader course was cut short due to an accident, we were running (pitch dark in the forest, you cant even see your hand when u place it in front of you) when i felt into a trench dug up earlier by us. Sprain and hurt both my knees as well as my right ankle, that trench belongs to the tallest man in our company... that lucky.. was extremely sad when i was put out of course by the medical officer cos these mates were with me since my basic military training days and i wanna graduate with them.. only one exercise in taiwan was all that separates me from completing the training. Nonthesless, it was them that made my days remaining in sispec so much easier. As i live on the 4th floor, they have to help me up and down every single day. oh how i miss those days .. but not the botak hair of cos..