it was then, i realised, how much i hated this place. how worth am i to some people and how does it affect their life.

my so called peaceful time of life is when i am enlisted to BMTC 1, Pulau Tekong. 15 weeks staying in and booking out on weekends is not bad at all compared to here. i had good friends running around there and asking me how am i doing. everyone seems to be reading each others mind and all respect each other. we ate together, bath together(this sounds wrong but fuck you) etc etc.

i would give anything to turn back time and be where we wake up at 530 and fall in before 545. And then we would do our 5 basic exercises and eat breakfast. then we would have our first parade at 715 and we would go up and do area cleaning..

its true when encik Derrick said, BMT is where you will cherished forever. you get to do stuffs together. even when we had to do push ups as punishments, i enjoyed it because we would do it together as a platoon. i never felt alone down there. i am so happy. i feel so peaceful. its like i am safe with all the good friends surrounding me.

the most important thing is we can RELATE to each other. i remember when me, gunawan, martin and alex went to club. it was so fun than the fun i had altogether with my friends down here.

i would anything again, to do 24km route march with my good buddies. where we talk cock and sing song to keep us awake throughout the night. where we see kevin swaying side to side and we tried to keep him awake. where we just swallow the Pocari Sweat powder for salt intake so that we can be more energized.

i want to be there. far away in the south china sea. where we jogged together in the stadium tracks. theres no civilians. just us. Bronco Company. theres no one who talked about bands, bands and more bands. where the warrant officers asked us hows our day today, where even the fiercest officers turned out to be the friendliest people around.

now that i am looking at my platoon 2 photos. i realised i missed em so much. it is such a heartbreaking moment for us when we P.O.P. how i wished gunawan, kevin and myself would be in a same unit. where we shout and gritted our teeth in anger for no reasons. where gunawan would teached me all those chim words and kevin will forever talked to me about players stuffs and all.

i wished right now, im lying in my bunk. section 2 bed 2(used to be bed 7 but i swapped with Ray) looking on the ceiling fan, wondering hows singapore and whats tommorow training would be. and bukhari and alfian talking while im the middle. they are so random and funny at times. i missed em all.

nobody ever called me up asking where am i and asked how am i doing cept for them. thats the reason why, i could have never such friends like them anymore.... :'(

p.s. has anyone ever rounded up their friends just to slide around the slippery soapy toilet floor naked?

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