This is my story...

Saturday, August 20, 2005

First off, I am currently serving my National Service. I am on course and will be passing out really soon. My course, or platoon, or class is named BTT 19 SA. I love the class. To me everyone of them is my brother, someone who I will trust to keep on another alive during war time. The cohesiveness between us is so strong that nothing can break it. I am proud to be in this course, for solely the bonds forged are so dear to me. Never have I seen such an undying and strong burning passion which everyone shares with the same, one mind. This course is fun, especially with my mates around.

The cohesion BBQ had just ended. It was a success. I could not explain how much fun was it to be with the bunch of guys there who once we thought we were strangers, and never could have achieved a cohesiveness so strong like this. Although not everyone turned up, I must say it was really a success.

The course is coming to an end. Frankly speaking when I first entered the place, I was really demoralised; everything was a stranger to me, I know nuts about nothing. I secluded myself during the first week when everyone was already well off and I felt really sad because for once I thought I had no friends.

Now, they are my brothers.

I will miss you guys when the course ends. Every single memorable event will always be in my mind, and it will be passed down to the younger generations of mine, and spreaded to my friends and relatives, carved on my very own will of mind that I will never forget how much joy we had gone through for the past two months.

Rambled by kaSh at 1:06 am