finally my much anticipated long block leave! had my 28 plus km route march yesterday night. walked through the whole night. it was one of the toughest things i have i ever done i swore, people were so tired that they walked into the drain, and people were walking in zig-zag fashion, quite a funny sight but not much to laugh about since we were all so tired. one got sent to hospital because he got heat exhaustion. quite a few fell out. but when we finally reached the top of rambutan hill and got presented our 3rd bar, there was a huge sense of accomplishment. we were so tired, so mentally and physically drained, but somehow knowing we have reached the senior stage of our ocs days, smiles filled our sweat filled faces. the hardest part of the day was probably not the march but seeing our best friend johnathan dragging his duffel bag, leaving bravo wingline. a few of us had tears in our eyes, from that i finally understood why army finds you the best friends in life.

after he left, we went into his room that me ,ivan,danny and rueben used to have nutella, cup noodles, lays potato chips parties, play station games, jumping onto each while the unsuspected victim is on the bed, the common area for the"inner circle" to bitch about some irritating fellows, listening and singing to chasing cars, way back into love, elephant loves medley, come what may and dancing to the song beautiful girls amusing the whole platoon, the room which we punk'd the whole platoon. suddenly all these became part of yesterday. the room suddenly felt empty, and the few of us jus stood there silently for a few minutes...

what lies ahead of us is nothing but a blur.


wish jon all the best in artillery :)


block leave here we come!

it's been quite some time, but somehow, each time when i wanna give up , i always draw strength from our happy timees. maybe my heart jus refuse to let go.