its been 6 months. pure hell. pure fun. simply precious moments. unforgettable stuff.
i've passed out from tekong. finally. but somehow, i ain't feeling happy. for the only person who was there through out the whole training phase, i guess i should b. its like being thrown into a room, wif 11 other ppl for 6 months. den pushing them to their physical limit. suddenly after 6 months, u separate them and throw them different vocations. yes, i feel happy. more of the relieve side. somehow, the uncertainties are there. where will b? will i b able to cope? to carry out the tasks? who are my new frens? where are my section mates whom i've been wif for 6 months? so many questions, nobody to answer.
to my section mates, i know i'm gonna miss u guys. though there are some lazy maggots, i guess i'm still gonna miss u ppl. when i first came in, i looked around. i have zero confidence in you ppl. the way u ppl act and stuff. couldn't believe it that some of u ppl are actuali in the army. dunno if u ppl can cope wif the trainings. den as the days go by, u guys have proven to me that section 1 will always live up to its reputation. the fittest among the unfittest. yes, even when we are short of men, we make sure we get the job done. a tribute to my section. i'm proud of u guys.
to recruit sharif, i consider u to b my best section mate. we've seen each other break. i've seen u breaking ur own damn limit. proudest of u. think back bro, 10 years down the road, u'll remember u've done the 16km route march even though ur about to fall. i take my hats off to u. u would juz keep quiet and do it. i know u would b complaining in ur heart but the way u do it, is truly amazing. if there was a best section mate award, u'll win it bro. hands down. i wish u all the best for ur future vocation n do keep in touch.
recruit manee, bed 1 of section 1. though i've beaten u upteem times in combat shit, i still look up on u whenever it comes to running and endurance shit. ur part of team black magic and seriously, ur team is truly magical. u've shown me that fat bastards can reali run. n have done my section proud. yes, at times we dun respect u as section ic. but trust me, most of the times we reali do appreciate wat u've done. do call me up sometimes, we can hang out together bro.
rec msw, the kid of platoon 1. i hope ur growing through out ur experience in NS. i respect u, cos u went thru NS without the support of ur family. wif ur family in Brunei n u in Singapore alone, its reali amazing how u did it. so young yet i think ur quite capable. sometimes, ppl do make mistakes and its not wrong to admit. learn not to win in every situation. sorry cos u've got one of the worse buddy. i hope i've done my part as the 'other' buddy to help u ease the jobs that u have. look up kid and show the world wat u can reali do.
to tan seng sim, the loud mouth of platoon 1. never met a guy so talkative n able to carry 'balls' like u. ur funny, witty n fast thinking. at times u make fun of situations at the wrng time. its best to shut up sometimes. thank u for being there wif me when we chiong. making my time in tekong fun. i extend my hand as brother to u. i know ur gonna miss us and we are gonna miss u big time.
to rec soffri, my cambodian bro. its sad to see u break apart when u get ur status. chiongsters dun care abt that. we chiong cos we want to. not cos of sum status. believe in urself and not the army system. its nice to get to know u better bro. though we went to the same school b4, its better to know u in camp. the days when we chiong together, when we were an unbeatable pair were truly unforgettable. u motivated me and pushed me on. for that i thank u. i hope i've done my part as well. i know when i grow old n have kids, i will b able to c them enlisting too. n when they are in camp, i'll b proud to tell them about u. taking u as an example of my best platoon mate, my bro and my fren. i know i'm gonna miss ya, keep in touch bro.
yes, i am crying when i'm typin this. 6 months of no status. its tiring. very very tiring. the pain i've endured. i'll b proud to tell ppl i went thru ALL the shit. i was there for every single training. for every single punishments. for every single proudest moments of my life. i've amazed my own self. never thought i could do it. i thank God for giving me the health to carry on every single time. chiongster. garang. FS. fit. crazy. 50 cents. dats wat they are calling me.
i am unsure of the future but i do know that i'm missing my section n platoon already. my sergeants n all. wat is this feeling that i have? for its making tears flowing down my cheeks...
Thursday, June 02, 2005
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