terms that became accustomed to due to my regimental army life. wee morning reveille to long spanning physical tranining. events that already became synonyms to my life. wherever it is, theres always a bright side to the gloomy days. the friendship we spawn up along the rough and tough road. its been only a month since our enlistment bt what reflected of us seems like a lasting buddy.

lavished on sheesha with my platoon mates. almost half was there. the presence ones never fail to make this a joyous occasion. john, syamil, fauzie, nizam, haikel, faiq, sha, wan, din, ali and me.

soon after we had sup tulang as our follow up. how eager we are to have something so scrumptious. the craving to dig in and just fill to our capacity. ugh. as we only afford unsavory meals at camp. how this delicacy is pretty much a once in a blue moon for us. i had to be wary, as i was doning an agnes b shirt which is in white!

the mates at camp are superd. we are close and share one heart of platoon 10. when our POP comes, some are destined to be separated. we were already having the possibilites that how ardous it will be to break us up.

time is flying pretty fast. very soon im surviving life in the jungle. for consecutive days. no showers no urban things. soon after im engaging in a 24km route march with my load bearing vest, the big field pack, helmet and rifle. more uphill challenges up ahead.well, one phase is done which is the IPPT which is akin to NAPFA bt with higher standard.

annnnd i got a silver for it. congrats from anyone? hah. wished it was gold instead. yet , im still contented.

booking in back at 2100 hours. i really miss home.