This is my story...

Sunday, May 08, 2005

I just don't see what's the rationale for a reveille at 0500 hours.

Damn. I am always looking forward to the weekends. No I don't hate the army, but sometimes you just miss home and your friends so dearly. Luckily I wasn't confined for two weeks, if not I will get into depression.

Aiya actually there isn't anything interesting to talk about the army. Just that you have to march or run from point to point. No walking and all that. And you have to stand there for at least 10 to 15 minutes just to wait for people to give you commands. And the food sucks there.

Oh and one more thing. Thanks to the stupid exercises that I must do every single morning, my fitness level increased tremendously man. I run faster in courts and such. Cool. Never felt so light before.

I always thought it was so impossible for me to wake up at 5am in the morning, not getting any afternoon naps in between, and go to bed at 1030pm in the night.

I always thought it was impossible for me to complete my endurance training, or to run with an injured feet, or some cramps on my thighs, or to sprint past 20 people at once.

I always thought it was impossible for me to get used to army lifestyle due to it's strict disciplinary rules and regulations.

I always thought it was impossible to conquer my sheer laziness, even if it's in the army.

It wasn't impossible. The thought of the impossible was because I didn't even have the thought of trying. Once you tried, impossible is nothing. It's just an opinion, an excuse to run away from events which you wanna avoid.

What's impossible when you don't even wanna try?

It's just a sub-conscious thought of the impossible.

Nothing is impossible as long as you choose to believe it.

Rambled by kaSh at 1:33 pm