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