You know what they say about good times don't last? Well, this saying seems to apply every sunday, especially at this point of time, cos you know why? This means I'm only a few hours away from booking in! And I have one word for that, DREAD. You can try taking the R away though.
BMT life in Tekong has left me with an indelible experience. Though I used to complain so much about the long days spent on that island, I realised just how much I missed the pals I made there. And when it came to the point of time when we were placed on this crossroads where we began to diverse and disperse, the impact it has on me was so great. It is like tearing a photo of your loved one right in front of your eyes as you watch the pieces being littered mercilessly. For one thing I have to thank, it has to be the splendour of our memory. That must be the thing that keeps me going.
Our real gunners' course gonna start this coming week. Heard that we'll be going up this hill to learn how to deploy our artillery guns, action front and cease fire. And our sergeant major has unabashedly told us that this course is going to be a shagged time for us. 3 months of shaggedness, can I take it? He was saying how he believed that good moments should always come after tough ones. Honestly I believe in that too.
But again, how long can good times last?
I need evidence...
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