Hahahaha. Pokepoke.

"NOBODY LOVES ME!" i bawl.

Where's my man??? I want to wail and whine about my 'darling' enlisting, and how much i will miss his hugs and kisses, and the chocolates and diamonds he showers me with. I will moan like a tormented soul, of how cruel the government is for conscripting our strapping young men, the loves of our lives, to be shorn to resemble toilet brushes and to scrub the bathroom floors of Tekong. Made to endure physical feats they never thought possible when they were but wee ones running after soccer balls in the school field, and to eat dirty tau gey with long tangly roots (contribution from papa). I will look at him with adoration when he comes home on weekends, and tell him how strong he is, how noble his cause, how proud i am to be the love of one so utterly brave. Darling, the blood of this nation runs through your very veins.

Yes, that's what i dream of. All the girls back home are doing it, those my age. But no, i'm an alien in my own land.

For i have no man.