its the last hour till a brand new year starts. do i look like im looking forward to it? ok nevermind. i guess party people are getting wild outside, while me is filling up my big black haversack with clothings and my dettol soaked load bearing vest(it smells so good) for the start of pro term after my few days off from c a m p. actually, ill be going in on wednesday morning but yep just got to prepare myself early before shiet happens. like calling us for an early book in. no way thats gon happen. but hey compared to those support arms. i think infantry guys are quite lucky because unlike the latter, they are flying off to brunei for 2 weeks. on a frigging new years day. so its kinda rush for them to prepare stuffs and such. ok i feel you guys. to my alpha 2 support arms people, all the best and may we see each other in 5 months time. we must reunite.

new year resolutions. hmm. erm. firstly, i just want to get it done and over with for another 6 months and earn the bar. next, i want to do grafitti. thirdly, maintain my very nice guy character(haha). fourthly, do some pampering. finally, i need to save up and control my budget. ok i got other some personal resolutions i wrote, just that the guts is not there to put it up here. duh, of course. its suppose to be private dude.

and today we randomly meet up for a random lunch down bugis. to catch up with stuffs. guess we never really did change especially jean grey. haha. ok we changed a bit. physically. last time used to be about chics and poly stuffs. and now we are like talking guns and weaponrys and training. oh man:






happy new year people. have good days good life sunny sunshine ahead in 2008. i sounded a bit dull. oh my i miss her.

Peace

this is funny shiet! hahaha.

what the f! what the f.....! haha.

Peace

this is very bad. not good. since block leave ive been rather sleeping. i find it very hard for me to wake up from my comfy bed. my body. its like magnet. everytime i try to raise my head and look over the clock on the wall. my head retracts back to the pillow. and my eyes shut closes. and it always be a 12 hour interval before i check the next timing. i guess it was the chocolates i ate during christmas dinner over at camp. dayume. im still tired now. my throat doesnt feel so good. and i feel like sleeping again. but no. my physical is degrading. i have ippt next year. which is in few days time. and i am forced to get gold, yes i really want to because additional sum of bonus will be added onto the bank account which will make me grin from ear to ear. i will run tomorrow morning. easier said than done. ok ill proof you guys ill run. ill take the picture of the running route and post it tomorrow. yes i will run tomorrow. i must. ah, why am i so lethargic. my leg is so sore and full of blisters. thanks to the overnight march just to earn that senior bar. anyway, it was a real funny sight when we were presented the three white bars epaulettes; imagine us after a 23km march, 5 am in the morning, climbed up a freaking steep .77 hill. all worn out, legs numb. stand on the peak of the hill ovelooking jurong till first light. one by one my comrades were sleep standing, some even dozed off falling to the ground. the orgasmic faces of them(controlling not to sleep) were hilarious. it was a hard earned rank yo. haha.

still, i have my twos up.

now for this to turn black. 21 more weeks of more hell. wishing myself all the best.
"hi-dee, hi-dee, hi-dee, hi-dee who the hell are we? rim-ram, gawd damn, Airborne Infantry!"

why is it that my post sound so monotonous. now for more sleep. and yes please remind me to run tomorrow.

Peace

kilo november november. charlie bravo. overnight route march. foxtrot. foxtrot!

in case youre curious. im cursing.

Peace

ill sway your way.

Peace

howdy. i watched kite runner yesterday(divx streaming). oh my it was exactly what was depicted in the book. awesomaticallypower! except for some missing parts. but yep really truly heartwarming. and yes afghan ladies are wow. and with that can i have a lil bit of korean and afghan please. like nelly furtado. ohkay random. anyway, i will catch it again on theatres. 31st january. hey hey i got it right this time. =D

service term has just ended and 3 of my close cliques in the platoon are going off to logistics and armour respectively. dayume gon miss crapping with them. and i will stay on as a foot soldier. and hopefully comission well. and the term ended with a night. i had a night. they enjoyed the night. we lived thru the night.

and the next day i woke up late. late for a swim with them justice league. which i(we) really didnt enjoy much. but its worth the meet up. nice to see em all grown up. and whats up with men wearing bikinis?! ahhhhh.

ok pictures now talk!

6 more months.

some will go and the rest will soldier on.



clarke quay

went for a dip.

yes yes yo.

mr and mrs smith like batman and catwoman.

sweet like honey.

Peace

alhamdulillah. im still alive man. the past week have been living hell for me, and i do not wish to describe even further on that. its a heartwarming memorable highlight of my ns career that i will not ever forget. it truly made me a better man. made me drop on my knees and appreciate life. glad its all over.

ill make you look beautiful.

Peace

firing the mg is like having sex. though im still a virgin. it feels like it. squeezing the trigger and the mg moans with bullets grazing over the field. the sound generated from the time bullets leaves the muzzle makes me orgasm. and if there were real enemies down at the target front, it makes you want to go: "die biatch dieeee!"

dayume sorry kids. i was a bit wild up there. im actually a very nice guy(as depicted by someone, =D). im currently worrying about myself and my comrades for the week to come. because we are having missions back to back plus the not so favourable weather conditions for us to crawl in, dig in and sleep in. rain, mud, us crawling. you get the picture. and sleep will be a deprivation. im actually tearing my hearts out whether i can pull it thru though. just one week man. one week of big pile of shiet splat on you basic. come on. ill be counting down every hour till d-day and every minutes till the point we re-org after the brutal fight over the final exercise. operation scorpion king here we go. lets lock and load. we have a battle to rage. oh my ill be frigging shag even before first burst of fire is shot.

and if im not back next week, tell my mom i fought the war well and tell my lover i did my best.

ceh. haha. ill be back! pray for my well being sweet.

Peace

"defence mission last order cancelled. moving off to new terrain for defense ..."

the new terrain is fcukd. we are fcukd. im fcukd. =(

Peace

the week passed have been good. not much outfield exercises and stuffs like that. basically, it was just chilling in the room. forever area cleaning and lessons and tests. oh yep we learnt the 'laser quest' thingy that we will use with our guns sometime down the road. which is pretty cool. looking forward to that. so yep training tempo gon be tough this coming 2 weeks. yes, its gon be horror. which i do not wish to worry much of it. anyway the pictures below are some of the little things that i look forward to, just to rid my anxiety and worries of training:

lunchtime with buddies. this is where we crap. a lot.

respecting nature. its good to contemplate life here.

water polo. oh my we are so good at this.

and the buddies that are suffering together with you. the melayus of platoon 2 plus one professor x. anyway, tutup aurat lah. i dont want girls to get orgasmic. huhu.

Peace

it feels so good to be booking out on a friday night. it will be one of my joyful night ever. anyway,

oh me goodness. i just got to blog about this. its like words translating to motion. i always had dreamt that the book gon turn to a movie mayne. and it really did. im not much of a movie critique, but im giving 10 out of 5 stars for kite runner by kholed hosseini. and to tell you a secret. i literally cried the whole night after finishing the whole book yo, seriously sobbing myself away. thats how powderful it touches me. whats more the movie. i wont call it a movie, its a film rather. i think ill be the one with pockets full of tissue papers if i were catch it in theatre. oh im so gon watch it. out 14th december. which then i just completed my last jungle exercise. exercise scorpion king.

for you a thousand times over. the kite runner. so yep read the book too. in any library near you.

Peace

i close both locks below the window
i close both blinds and turn away
sometimes solutions aren't so simple
sometimes goodbye's the only way

and the sun will set for you
the sun will set for you
and the shadow of the day
will embrace the world in grey
and the sun will set for you

in cards and flowers on your window
your friends all plead for you to stay
sometimes beginnings aren't so simple
sometimes goodbye's the only way

and the sun will set for you
the sun will set for you
and the shadow of the day
will embrace the world in grey
and the sun will set for you

and the shadow of day
will embrace the world in grey
and the sun will set for you

and the shadow of day
will embrace the world in grey
and the sun will set for you

so yep. this is for you.

Peace

seniors are having so much fun now. them are friggin commissioning soon. mine is a long way down the road. hopefully. arghh. 3 more weeks till the platoon splits up to support arms, and i dont wanna reshuffle from my room. im so happy with my section now. and yes im staying infantry(all the way) and i want to catch em all badges. need some motivation for that. it will look so cool with smart one. chics will go orgasmic. huhu. ok ok i still have a long way to go. and am still not sure im making my way up. im still a so so here. my confidence is still low. im a camel.

i foresee that this week is quite relaxed. exams, soc, run run run and more runs. and hey we're gon go east coast some time soon for the endurance run. and i was especially shocked today. an one hour sleep after our run. wow. we have really 'understanding' instructors aye.

please come back. you.

Peace

a coursemate of mine passed away during his term of national service. due to heat stroke. my deepest condolences to his family.

i hope the rest of you guys take good care of yourselves.

Peace

i just want to live a simple life. with no worries in the back of the head. sitting on my own rocking chair sipping black coffee. with endless fresh green patches of grass lying ahead of me and blue skies painted above the horizon. peaceful. serene. the way i always wanted.

"remember who you are just like knowing woman. soldiers, remember, theres no good and bad here. no bright or stupid or even painter. you are nothing. you are not even human. you are shit here..."

excerpt from the 9th Company.

Peace

i do not wish to describe monday. it was literally shitty. anyway,tomorrow its thursday. gun firing ok! gun stop! gun cant cock! tweeeeentttyyyyyyyyyone one two. twentyone one two.

the nights have been cold without you. yep.

Peace

tomorrow we go bang bang. and im going bang bang with my favourite all time sharpshooter. while the others bang bang with not so likeable weapons. woohoo.

i miss you mom.

Peace

ahhhhhhhhhhh poly life is so much fun.

Peace

time flies. and its been a while since i update this life storybook of mine. im just out of words to describe the aching days that been gone multiple days back. i just ended another jungle exercise recently, and i think it was alright. only the heat rash this time is much more worst which making me starting to hate wearing that stuffy battle vest. it traps heat so much, and i perspire more than what i drink. and with me being sleepy and restless i tend to skip body maintenance and walk thru the night. mind you when its jungle exercises, sleep is deprivation. or no sleep at all. i remembered my eyes shut off unconsciously when the morning mission briefing was instructed. and even though my eyes is open, ill go drunk listening to the briefing. thinking of it, its a funny sight i guess. ha. anyway, the recent field camp was a worthwhile experience though, minus the shaggness, we had loads of fun within the section. one time i was recce-ing for a good spot for some maggi supper in the middle of the night while the rest were helmets and packs off resting on the center of the track. let me emphasis it again. center of the track. then i saw light across on the other side, following with an engine noise that was roaring closer. the rule is you have to take cover in the vegetation everytime vehicle is passing. with almost all of them half a sleep i came running down(like a clown) towards them to take cover which took them a while to realise i was frigging serious. they panickly grab them helmets and pack and all ran like mad dogs and frigging all jumped into the same spot crouching with all heads tilt to the ground. haha cheeeesebun! maciam cartoon. the scene was so hilarious, we laugh all the way till end point. its all good yo. theres other funny shiets we did too, guess i just keep it for another time aye.

my research shows that 96% of my life now have been spending inside camp and jungles rather than having it occupied with slacking, meet-ups and graffiti(ohmy i miss this sheit). seriously man, i feel revitalised every time passing through the gates of safti to the comfort of home. to see cars, macdonalds. chics. oh dear, i miss that all. 23 hrs 20 mins to another week of training and the feeling to be free from the green uniform is timeless. woo. and i miss them feminines man. i see guys day in day out. i just want a wonderful date with someone. you can? i can name if i want to. nevermind.

its a weird fact to seriously discuss your future planning, your life, your problems with the buddies you knew a few months ago and it takes place in the heart of mandai jungle. but i find it valuable though; with a setting in a no civilisation area, you tend to think deeper and talk more sense rather than having gossips and talking craps in starbucks. erm. pictures of the army. jeng jeng jeng:

spider eyes.


the more you drink, the more you perspire, the more you stink, the more you piss.

this is me section. from left to right. with our callsigns: hungry ghost, chris, extra bone, gun, ken, basic, robert, alibaba, thaigo.

there are many many other pictures i have i wants to share on our training. but i guess its not advisable to display it here with all the weaponrys and terrain and stuffs. spies are all around. shh.

so ok:

"hullo 1 2 this is 1 2 Bravo, GOOD DAY, over"

Peace

im so hungry now i cant wait for breakfast tomorrow morning. ahh. and theres some test tomorrow and i still have thick pages to revise. im left with 20 minutes till lights off. happy deepavali?

im so stalking you now.

Peace

i think i should just stop whining about yesterdays event. it just pisses me off real bad man. and now im still not preparing myself to book in. when can this suffering end. its useless counting down the days. it just make me worry too much. oh well, i just do not want to lead an army life.

Peace

"in primary school you guys used to go excursion to science center, but now in the army you guys are going to visit hindu temple"

for what reason(im not so sure myself), that cracked me up. haha. i guess its the way the wing duty instructor said it. haha.

Peace

i cant seem to find my yellow book. thats where i write my personal stuffs, a war diary of mine. hopefully its back at camp, and if it isnt there. then thats bad.

while waiting for mom to finish her prayers and send me back to school. lets rant. there will be this one night where all of us will wine and dine in smart white uniforms. the only problem is i can foresee myself coming alone with no date. i think ill bring mom along. perhaps. or maybe. any volunteers?

so ok here we go again.

Peace

ohyep section field camp just over. i always had this fear everytime its field camp. fear of the uncertainty on torturing events that might bestow upon us, but hey we had loads of fun during our exercises in tekong. as usual im the guy who will carry heavier loads than the others. the big ass rocket launcher is in my bunk room now, cleaned and untouched. compared to the last 4 - 5 days before, it was rolling with me in puddles and mud with my rifle. crawling with me side by side when simulated bullets are flying over our heads. the shagness can be put aside. its about getting your ass and your buddy asses covered. thats the whole jeez of it. and running is not a good choice, we were told to stick to how the leapord crawls. 50 metres at least. or more. anyway, its a well entertaining fun experience for me. one of it, navigation exercise where almost the whole army of red ants came crawling into my lbv. and my buddies were laughing mad when i trying to get their steamy pincers off my skin. imagine 10 red ants biting at the same time and im doing all the silly moves to get them off. holsshit. bad bad. and we saw recruits along the way digging shellscrapes. those were the days mang. and and prolly the highlight of the whole camp was playing with smoke grenades. its cool ish to see puff and puff of smokes forming covering your asses while you try to flank the enemy. coolios. so yep that was it. and on friday we came back to do 2 rounds of SOC. so hows life boys and girls?

im appointed to do up the ocs dining hall for christmas. so watch this space and give critiques on my initial designs.

ok now for some news. whats up with the halal pork yo. and some al-kursi tattoo on a womens back. whats wrong here.


manchester united your defense buck up can?

Peace

i need pylox. i need montanas. i need a good massage, i need a hot warm bath. i need love. i need some hip hop. i need some hot things.

Peace

Peace

im so pressured now. if i never gets it done. im screwed. ahh. im so screwed, i want to screw you. crap lah. why me? why me. i thought im gon have an easy life in army. i find that its worse than completing sip/mp during poly and taking o levels. my mind is blowing up now. time check: 1359hrs.

isnt it better to have one?

Peace

oh dear. i just realised its been a month im in there. that is fast. and soon the year will end. 2007 filled with memories man. graduation. ns. bmt. botak. wow. a whole lot of memorable happenings in life this year.

nothing much happened this weekend. gots relatives still visiting the house. which is cool. so i can interact more with whats going outside the jungle. and i dislike talking about army. its not that i hate it, i don want to think about it. hows that? anyway i think im having flu.

its a sunday dude. i got to book in.

Peace

when the parachutes bloom, like flowers in the sky.

its a demoralizing fact to enter ocs. i knew it the very first day even before i entered. i know im gon get screwed top down left right. but hey to be the best you gots to be treated the worst. oh yep fyi im from alpha wing, and when you tell peeps(who knew well about the different wings) that youre from alpha. they will give you the shocking look with shaking heads. and the "oh no!" then, they will tap your shoulder and 'all the best to you' greets. all in all, them cadets of ocs should know stories of alpha and the instructors(ohmy). and im beginning one chapter of it. probably the first few paragraphs. you know what, bmt was like only sweat. ocs is like bloody and sweaty. i guess its all good yo. they training me to be a better gentleman so that i can treat girls right. hoho.

so the week was filled with trying out our primary and a support weapon and and some demos . thats the only cool thing about army. you gots to try out the different gunnerys and gears. i think i look almost like eric bana in black hawk down when i had the battle goggles on. haha. and the other cool thing is you gots to simulate operations; which will be somewhere long long down the lane. flanking defending and stuffs. woo. ok enough about army stuffs. im keeping a personal written journal for the stuffs i did. i could not have it typed out here. its restricted and i might get jailed.

so i dont really feel the hari raya season this year. last week i almost slept in most of my good old relatives' houses. training really stinks. anyway, them cakes and biscuits were suprisingly tasty. and rendang. oh my goodness. and yep to see pretty cousins kept me awake for a bit before i doze off again. ahh. and hey i still get green packets yo. woohoo. other than that. i miss adoring her(who?). and i miss graffiti. i miss it so much im buying whole lots of graphotism to camp.

my weekends will be so precious now. every minute of it. freedom is a constraint. and i have 27 hours 30 minutes till book in. =((

i need sleep.

Peace

dude night vision goggles is the ish! shoot at that p*kimak!

Peace

and finally im home. after 3 great weeks, i could kiss the white tiles of my room. and about the past 3 weeks? everyday is about pressure. everyday the brain nerves get stiff. everyday is laundry. everyday is running and more running. everyday there will be endless sweat. and its only the third week. and it was my first book out today.

every morning, before first light. i had always contemplated. why the crap i chose to be here. why am i wasting my time with the turnouts. the stress level is high man. i will always be in a rush. i cannot waste time. i cant afford to. and when i have to, i already dozed off preparing for the strenuous schedule next day. i had thought of quitting. maybe i already did. the word kept buzzing in this shallow mind of me. yes i have no motivation. my confidence level is low. my morale went rock bottom. i never did realise the rationale of me serving the nation as a foot soldier. i never do understand. why am i being treated like this.

somehow, one fine day it struck me just like that. a group of primary school students having their excursion tour around safti. their smiles and waves to us really means so much. my anxiety, fear and fatigue went gone just like that when they came passing by in their school bus with all smiles and hands in the air waving at us in full battle order during training. i realised it now. for us to defend the livelihood. for us to defend the very best things in life. and every time i get screwed real bad from the instructors, i would think of the smiling school children and not to ever let them crying stranded in a blown off town. i will try really hard to stay on now.

my stay in.

the school.

and i love you mom.

selamat hari raya.

Peace

we upgraded to white polos. that means we get to taste shit often. oh mannn. anyway, its tuesday today. then itll be wednesday then thursday. then friday! yay.

commanders parade was the highlight of the day. stand and stand and stand. 2 hours straight up.

Peace

everyones morale is sky high today. my mom is visiting me today. its family day! im gon hug her till she chokes.

Peace

everytime the cookhouse airs hari raya songs during them break fast. i almost teared mayne. i kept holding back the tears and my eyes will always be reddened. i miss mom so much. its the last week of ramadhan i be at home helping her spring clean the house and wash the kitchen till it shines new. oh man. i miss you very much dear mother. its quite fortunate to have a computer in our room. guess this be the medium ill share my hardships in here. hmm.

the nations call is a priority now.

Peace

oh yep im doing ok. still in camp. i wish hari raya was tomorrow.

Peace

so ok i got posted to ocs(click if you really want to know what the eff it is). im still. erm. almost packing them bags. which is a whole load of shiets. and i think im gon stay away for 3-4 weeks or so. which is sucky. really really sucky. i just hope i can pull off the 9 months smoothly. which i doubting so. pray for my well being can? thanks. i just dont want to miss my prayers mannn. plus its fasting month. and and and im gon miss you love, darling, honey, sugar, boo boo, shorty and everything and anything you sweet. kiss you goodbye.

and in case. just in case you miss me(hur hur), keep this inside your wallet:

i will stand to defend my homeland, my freedom, my loved ones, my mother, my buddies, my laptop, them hot chicks, you and you; with my life!

ok salaam idilfitri in advance. be back soon ah. i miss you mom. bye bye.

Peace

im drinking water from my army bottle. im trying to condition myself back. crap. and oh yep, posting order is in few hours time. ahhhhhhh. help. hellep. and from that i have myself 3 days till i enter the gates of non-stop action and adventure.

ay korean movies not bad huh. i just browsed, streamed and watched two korean movies in high-quality divx(porn!). haha nahh. the filmmakers are bunch of creative dudes man. its not just the storyline that attracts, the way they do the acting and stuff, its amazing man. you guys should begin watching korean and support the asian film industry mayne. however i got it streaming for free though whats it to support. heh. ok these two movies got me hooked alright. from noon till break of fast. wow. im a bad example. let me review one of the film: welcome to dongmakgol. its about this village deep in the heart of korea. when i say village its a native village with villagers whos not exposed to the outside world, unaware of a single shit thats happening. the interesting thing is, korea was at war. the korean war, you know, north invades south and america helps. i think it was during 1950s or something. nyada nyada nyada. and then few soldiers from the north and south plus this american pilot somehow met at this village because the soldiers were deserted from their regiment and the pilot got shot down by butterflies? and what do you get when enemies come together at a village with villagers who knows no frigging shit of what a gun can do. then why wait. watch the drama war comedy based film. welcome to dongmakgol:


haha im just typing this to pass time. sahur sahur!

Peace

no pictures of me though. and so whiskey melayus broke fast:











im still worrying about the posting i will get. first and foremost, im gon miss home, the worst. second, im gon miss moms nagging. third, im gon miss moms food. fourth, im gon miss my mommas smile everytime i smiled at her. fifth, im gon miss stalking girls blog. sixth, im gon miss the ramadhan atmosphere in them mosque. finally, im gon miss every miss i know. dayumeee. ahh! ahh! please give me the will power to wear the long 4 and be all smiles for training throughout when posting starts. can? please?

Peace

Peace

i think i saw a 20 dollar note. i mean a piece of 20 singapore dollar note. i never figured they would print that out, guess the standard of living just got higher. its cool to have a couple of those notes in the wallet aye? the designs cool, its big and the colour kinda match with the 100 dollar note. so yep it looks nice in the wallet.

theres a 65 cent per night hotel somewhere in asia. nice. nice, very nice. huhu. ohkay, ive been building sandcastles with mr sandman since passing out. it feels so good to have undisturbed sleep that you can feel them microns in the body repairing them blisters and bruises and aches and shits. ahh i want my pink ic back mannn. i dont want to go back to camp. i dont want to carry heavy fieldpacks. oh dude i sound like a pussy. if only route marches were along orchard road. thatll be coolest. and i still dont get the fact on how the eff that the ns dude could have his rifle with a mof'in round inside his bag walking down town. mad props for that.

the worlds worsening. and peeps are getting wilder. its not good. not very good. help.

Peace

must buy. must watch.

Peace

i just realised my bmt intake was kinda creepy. the date i got enrolled was friday the 13th and throughout the middle of the course, it was the ghost festival month or something. and then the passing out parade was on the 11th of september. is that good or bad? well, to think of it back. it was an enjoyable trip. hopefully for the next one year plus itll be like that throughout. im still gritting on the posting i will get. and i have like 9 days left before i get that fieldpack on my back.

hey i went painting today out of boredom. yeehaw:

newsweek, national geographic and 4 leftovers.

sembarang ah.

theres pornography on the streets.


i kinda like the do up of the poster/stick up/wheat paste. whoever did it, mad props. but ill find it nicer if one get it done on those glass panels of shopping malls, power boxes, brick walls etc. get my drift?

scratch. screeched, tagged by firdaus:

List out the top 5 presents you wish for (not in order of importance):
1. PSP slim
2. PS3
3. High-end Computer Rig
4. Air Force Ones
5. Montana Cans can?

Your relationship with her is:
pimp. haha. nahh.

Your 5 impressions of her:
1. korean
2. big eyes
3. silky hair(ohh yeahh)
4. artsy fartsy
5. the bomb!

ok maybe im just fantasizing. so what.

The most memorable thing she had done for you:
blanja movie can?

The most memorable words she had said to you:
why are you looking at my legs?

If she becomes your lover, you will:
i will concentrate on my savings, get degree, get a high pay engineering job and get married asap. dude.

If she becomes your enemy, you will:
be her friend.

If she becomes your enemy, the reason will be:
i dont talk much.

The most desired thing you want to do for her now is:
talk.

Your overall impression of her is:
smart.

How do you think people around you will feel about you?
i suck sometimes.

The characteristic(s) you love of yourself is /are:
i can finally run 2.4km.

On the contrary, the characteristic(s) you hate of yourself is/ are:
im lazy at times.

so yep first day of fasting.

Peace

im like feeding myself with war movies mayne. damnnn.

Peace

finally we passed out from basic military training. i was ranked top 3 in the platoon and became the section best. and and got gold for ippt. woohoo. 24 km route march was the ish. let the pictures do the talking shall we:

they are me best buddies. whiskey coy 03/07 platoon 3 section 2. till we meet again.

whiskey coy.

the barang barang.

goodbye bmt.

so you have indian, malay, chinese. that is the army.

some scenery.

the MPs. haha.

and some clip courtesy of mom. POP oh! you gots to tilt the head for a bit:

so 9 weeks of running non-stop clicks. bashing thru jungles. stupid arti drills. leopard crawl. bobo shooting. it ended just like that. gon miss the good people of platoon 3 section 2. my shoutouts to Alvin Zheng, Chen Jun Wei, Rauf, Lu Jia Li, Khairul Amri, Raymond Lim, Samuel Chen Jun Wei, Ruzaini, Nicholas Tan, Fabien, Alvin Puah, Terence Heng. thank you guys for the 9 weeks of waking up in the early morning, motivating each other in soc, field Camp, IPPT, cup noodle feast, getting drunk with pocari sweat and tau poks in late nights. dayume. gon miss that part.

the worst has yet to come. fasting month round the corner people. spread this around.

Peace