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I was at the Maritime Institute in Jalan Yap Kwan Seng waiting for my dad to come out of a seminar becauseI needed the keys to take his car for repairs and servicing. So there I was twiddiling with my handbag in the corridor when the doors of the seminar room opened and a whole bunch of fit men in tight, white Royal Navy uniforms came out.

Hubba-hubba!

Unfortunately, my dad came out at the same time and started talking to me. All I could do was stand there with MY DAD while all these hunksome sailors passed me by.

BAH! They're all probably too old for me anyway.
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Anonymous said…
You can do a Joan Collins what? :p
17 July, 2007 10:45
Anonymous said…
Men in uniform!!! wahoo...I bet the vision of them all walking towards you leave beautiful memories. hehe
I'd be lucky to get C into a proper work shirt rather than jeans and computer nerd t-shirts...'free software, free society'. i should ban those t-shirts!
Btw, did you drop your handkerchief? Did anyone call you 'ma'am'? tee hee
17 July, 2007 17:08
Kere said…
I don't get the joan collins reference. What am I supposed to have done? Drop my hanky? Do I even have s hsnky?

Sigh, no one even had the oppurtunity to call me anything.
17 July, 2007 22:52
Kere said…
Aargh, bad spelling. I meant a hanky.
17 July, 2007 22:53
Anonymous said…
dude .....nobody's too old for you
18 July, 2007 00:14
Kere said…
Oh dear, making fun of my great age again. You need to think of some better insults.

Spencer Krug sucks. Fnar, fnar.
18 July, 2007 06:46
Anonymous said…
no, seriously, these are sailors in tight uniforms. How much older than you can they be? It's not a jab at your age, past a certain number of years age gaps aren't much of an issue are they?

I might be taking this post too seriously. But really.
19 July, 2007 00:15
Kere said…
Because it's usually the older officers that go to MIMA isn't it? It's all to do with policy-making, Law of the Sea etc. They're not going to send the fresh-faced Laskar Kelas III are they?

On second thought, I could be wrong, because it wasn't their faces I was looking at really, ha ha.

Yes, you are taking this post way too seriously. I wasn't lamenting the loss of the love of my life or anything.
19 July, 2007 02:43
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