Tuesday, March 07, 2006
PO po po pppp
a new creation. thats what i am.
not just cos i m now private Ng but cos the bible says so.
ord is the next big thing to look forward to? haha ok still long. need alot of luck
blessings i mean of cos.
haha ia want my bmt photos asap man.
wil lcertainly be memorable.
i thk i ll miss it
life is pretty funny
no?
the toughest moments make u tougher no doubt
esp when u thk of them
the memory bank is perhaps our greatest treasures
for every moent u wish for it to be over, u ll miss it at another point in ur life
once upon a time i hated preparin fior As now i miss studyin that deeply
i will miss bmt.
all the route marches
all the psuhin
esp when surrendering lingers allo ver ur head
the feelin of ovecomin every challenge.
the takin of rover and lift and ppl who helped me or attempted to cheer mi up when i wd down
the many many ppl who cared
the frens
the frens who will all move on and leave.
i dun want to be sad today but i know life is abt letting go once agn
fleeting transient
stay in contact are three simple words. alan told me i must promise to stayin touch wit him that felt so touching.
hmm yeah departures i hate em they are nv easy esp for ppl liek me.
i will not forget field camp
ninja everynight
nagging for over zrealous garang ppl
sneakin at night to sing songs to prep for recruits night.
playin guess the next meal
dumping discreetly combat rations
takin secret photos of commanders
over zrealous endless polishin
endlesstekang
low efficiency adjustin
highportinto send arms argh
bathroom singin
cleanin corridor
singing non stop
doing things at nick's time erm the nick of time
soc is sibei jialat
bcct is all wayang
who is a disaster who is always funny.
and the list goes on really.
if my army life gets dull i figureit will
i will ve these memories to fall back on.
"Wake Me Up When September Ends"Summer has come and passedThe innocent can never lastwake me up when september endslike my fathers come to passseven years has gone so fastwake me up when september endshere comes the rain againfalling from the starsdrenched in my pain againbecoming who we areas my memory restsbut never forgets what I lostwake me up when september endssummer has come and passedthe innocent can never lastwake me up when september endsring out the bells againlike we did when spring beganwake me up when september endshere comes the rain againfalling from the starsdrenched in my pain againbecoming who we areas my memory restsbut never forgets what I lostwake me up when september endsSummer has come and passedThe innocent can never lastwake me up when september endslike my father's come to passtwenty years has gone so fastwake me up when september endswake me up when september endswake me up when september ends
hungry.
the kiss of I would understand. at