Wedding Bells

Quite a few of my friends are getting married.

As we come to a certain age, the amount of people getting tied in the knot seems to get higher and higher.

However, today i recieved a SMS from Roger, my army camp mate.
Not from my team, but he's one person that stands out of the crowd.
The complain king of the platoon. We call him Colonel Ho. Heehee.

Everything you can imagine, he can complain. And he will do it, no matter what rank you are!
He just don't care. Most of the time, he really complains about minor things, but we are really so used to his complaining that we just let him blabber on and on until he gets tired and do it anyway.

When was Army a place to negotiate anyway.

Anyway, we always talk about marriage, flats, honeymoon, girlfriends and cars during our in camp training and he will talk about everything, except, girlfriends and getting married.

Then he drops the bomb and invites me for dinner on the 19th May 2009!

Shotgun ah?

Heehee. Congrats still.