Back home

Finally, no more Tekong for me. Except for a trip back there for guard duty on the 22nd, fuck. So I will be updating a little more regularly now since I have so much to release from being stuck in camp almost every single day for the last seven weeks. Indeed, there is much to release and I will probably release later at night when everyone at home is asleep.

Anyway, the first thing that greeted me when I came online was my iGoogle page and since they let you add tabs to your customised homepage, I had this "Word of the Day" applet on it because it's interesting and having it will make girls moist in their no-no zones.

Today's Word of the Day happens to be:

morass	(noun) A soft wet area of low-lying land that sinks underfoot.
Synonyms:	quagmire, mire, quag
Usage:	The path from the wood leads to a morass, and from thence to a ford, which, as the rains have abated, may now be passable.

I was quite disappointed, to be honest. I thought the English language guys actually had a word for a situation like this, but it's actually just a mass of wet soil and mudskipper shit. Thank goodness no one actually uses this word in conversation or I will be getting blueballs constantly.