Was marvelling at how fast time flies.
It has been one year since i first dorn the wretched green-black-brown patch uniform.
The times spent, bitter, sweet; the experience gained will forever be eched here in my diminishing brain.
BMT, where the strenuous SOC, fieldcamp were accompanied by the rewarding slacking periods in the bunk, where plain old crap sounds like music, water tastes like honey and the bed feels so soft and comfy. A time of frenship, forged thru the sufferings and every little thing we went thru together; also a sight opener, seeing the darkest and brightest side of human nature.
Block leave, where we say our last gdbyes to our platoon mates, promising to keep in contact often... when onli a few ended up still in contact with me now. A time to enjoy, n savour the moments dat marked the first months of army life, while seriously contemplating the possible after future in the new camp.
New camp, when we made new frens again... with pple dat will likely be seeing for the rest of the 2 years. Form a tok cock group at the back of the classroom in the course... found a few great frens, otherwise... met a lot of chao gang gias, gays, and selfish pple. Learnt a lot of things about life.. things that are too profound to be fuly described in detail on this blog. Became professional guard duty prowler.
A lot of things ive witness n experience, yet, they are flooding my mind so suddenly and concurrently dat i cant realli put down them at one go.
Well... i guess words arent dat important after all... the memories will forever be there.
40% completed, 3/5 more to go.
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