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