The morning aerobics was kind of simple and uninteresting. Really! Serious! I was thinking that time that the aerobics was meant to waste time and waste time and still waste time. The music most popularly played was the Jamelia Superstar. I just didn't understand, what was so good about this piece of music. The problem with me was that that song was excessively played in the camp. I got so tired and sick of the song.
Was it so mesmerizing that it could be looped a couple of times during the aerobics? Was it that there wasn't much of a collection in the CD? I would think the latter was the reason....
Not only that, the jurulatihs would like to embarrass us by asking us to do some AH-SIS Down (push-up) and Jaga Harimau (Tiger jump). At no costs and no reasons, we would have to abide the order that was given. So disgusted.
By the time the aerobic (an hour or so) was over, it's already 7 plus am in the morning. After which, all of us would be waiting patiently to be dismissed and be ready to go for our morning breakfast. If you think the suffering is over, you are totally wrong. As the new war of terror started to launch in the canteen...
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