its very painful. sometimes i do feel like tearing. but yep, its making me a hard man.

time moves forward and never come back.

Peace

heres some new addition, do up the platoon cum wing video, having my conditioning run around camp. stocking up food supply, ironing all the uniforms. irony, but im beginning to like my stay here. plus once im out, im left with one week of pro infantry term. and then left right left right throw cap.

"if i lead, you follow. if i stop, urge me on. if i retreat, kill me"

Peace

my only source of entertainment right now is mainly oreo cookies, the Palestine book that i bought from Brunei, my sketch book, graphotism issue 37, Maxims and FHMs in the duty room(taya rogers is 22!), the straits times, military mags, fresh urban ops case study precis, the internet(thank goodness), my best companion blogger, the handphone, the journal, chin up bar along the corridor, my new toothbrush, mp3, the laundry, the boots. ill add in some more if i can discover more interesting stuffs to do in camp.

im staring at my number 2 and number 1 now.

Peace

i was actually back from brunei last week. i just had a big blow back there. dont think otherwise but yep i left a hole above my singapore tag on my uniform. its just a badge as dear pc would say. as other instructors would say. and again i would ask myself why. f it. i just wasted my goal. i do not wish to elaborate any further, it just pisses me off. big time. now am detained in camp for 3 weeks or so. however, honestly said im learning alot from the experience. and regrets are the past, lets move on. and trying hard to redeem myself now.

it was an excursion on the assault boat yesterday. fun. 49 days and 2 hours left.

Peace

the first question i had in mind when i exited the gate was, why? i knew i could backed out during the series but i just kept going on. i keep pushing on with the team when i already knew i wont get it. its like losing a man in a battle and the war has to continue. the question still lingers, my regrets gets deeper.

ahh life goes on and let me face the sad music.

Peace

tick tock time is ticking now. few more hours to go. well gots to say, flying off for the experience and insyaAllah ill bring back the badge. alright Brunei come get me.

check the smile and look.

happy birthday dad. singapore flyer was fun. miss you mom. miss you sweet.

Peace

haa. im still staring at the print out of temburong courtesy of google earth. comparing it with amazon, its almost similar. im imagining myself in the thick jungle trying hard to survive. im already visualizing the fatigue and hunger im gon face. crawling on all fours to climb the mountains. because from the look of the satellite map, i see very steep slopes. drinking water from the river, i just want to end it soon. and land back safely in singapore. ahh im not even there yet. fast forward please. the thunderstorms, wet boots, foot rot. i bet its gon be far worst than spade.


Peace

haha i didnt realise its 1st of april today. one of my platoon mate went sneaking in each room right smack after midnight changing each and everyones alarm clock to 3 am. it became a huge commotion in the morning when we had our warm up exercises. no one knew who did it because all were fast asleep at the very point of time. suddenly, everyone went horrific. hahha. the sight was funny. and this evil friend of mine kept quite the whole day increasing the tense and suspense in the whole platoon. imagine 3 am the whole jin gang woke up unknowingly the alarm wasnt set like that. hahaha, smart april fool move dude.

okay the bags been sent. few more days now.

eh wait, the flight is being delayed. woohoo.

Peace