Saturday, April 23, 2005

((+)) WATCH YOUR FRONT ((+))

back from 1 week of hell.

did E.T run for the very first time after slacking for a few weeks. my sprinting has gone down. softened. weakened. time for me to buck up. for the very first time in my whole life, i did 15 reps of diamond push ups. DIAMOND. goddamn hardest of em' push ups. i believed i've pushed myself beyond my limits. from juz 10 reps in the past, i've managed to break the damn limit n went up 5 more reps. amazing.

range was hell. the humid weather. the boredom. the noise. the ppl. n most damn thing of all, the sleep deprivation.

we had to wake up at 4.30am n fall at 5.15am. from there we went for breakfast n draw arms immediately. n without a due, we went straight to the range. trust me, it sucks. the day stretched from 4.30am till 2am on the very next day. almost 24 hours down there. hearing gun shots. ppl shouting n chattering at the utmost noisiest level. it was a nite mare.

for 3 straight days. we practiced firing under the influence of sleep deprivation. sum gone fuck while others can still make it. me? i'm still there. though i reali hate sleep deprivation. it makes my mind go haywire. on the 3rd day, we had our test. n i passed. i passed shooting a rifle wif live rounds. n i excel during the day shoot. so dun mess ard wif me during the day.

my sis, azura, having quite a problem. juz like me. headache arr sis. this kinda thing reali sucks. puts us in a spot eh? haiz..problematica. haha! ah well..juz take it slow. follow the flow n time will tell. keep on smilin' ya sis. missin' ya!

5 more weeks to go. i am gonna miss my platoon mates though i find them irritating. i'm gonna cry when i pass out from tekong. trust me, cos i went thru 6 months of hell. n i did not fall out once or took status. even when i had fever, flu, cough, headache n watever shit there is to affect my performance, i sucked it in n went thru the training. n i thank God for giving me the determination to push myself. never knew i could make it thru. without u God, wat am i. n to masturah, thanks for being there. though i probably won't know where its going now btwn the both of us. n i still miss u. ah..team Fajar. bros n sister for life. am loving all of u.

5 weeks. pray for me.

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