these two pictures reminded me some of the worst experiences. its not that long ago. and it made me somewhat regret still. it still fresh in the mind on how i panickly got over the radio. the thought of being lost deep inside with thunderstorms that kept me slipping into the river full of leeches. i almost lost an eye in the thick vegetation. i was the gang leader then; bringing up the morale for team members is even harder when i had the thought of giving up. did i mention that i cried silently on one of my lonely nights? and all done, i was pissed and disappointed with myself of all the torture that went to waste. im just glad that dear pc was damn proud of me. a phase i will never forget.

"...if you had lost a man in a battle, dont let your morale down on the rest, the war still have to continue."

dude why am i even sharing this. i guess i just have to let this heart out. like i had mentioned earlier, its still caught up in the mind. it feels as if i have some unfinished business. nonetheless, i do have slight regrets over it.

Peace