just how long is one year?

 god, its way, waaay too long. and i found it unsettling to realise even that.

9 months ago, i was still a civilian. i was doing absolutely nothing with my life, living it to the fullest. everyone else had a job, except me, the eternal bum just sitting around all day. watching tv, playing comp, sleeping in till afternoons, going to gym with my cousin. it was a life beyond my wildest dreams, absolutely not a worry or a care in the world. just living one day at a time and waiting for my dreaded enlistment.

6 months ago, i was still a hairless maggot on pulau tekong. still the lowest lifeform in the army, still completely overwhelmed by my newfound life in my green fatigues. i was frightened, terrified and so helpless. tekong was the stepping stone. everything seemed so impossible to me. the 24km seemed like the biggest nightmare ever imaginable. boy, could i ever have been more wrong. and then, of course i met my bmt mates that i count myself lucky ever get to know.

just 3 months ago, i was still in sispec. chionging like crazy in the jungles. trapped in jurong one eternity away from home. and then i went to taiwan and it was like oh my god, what the fuck am i doing here? but in the end, the nightmare had to end and i suppose it wasn’t as tough as i envisioned it to be. experiences like that bond you closer to each other more than you can possibly imagine, and i glad i had such a chance in my life.

and now, i’m in bedok. looking forward to ORD! (:

One Response

  1. “i was doing absolutely nothing with my life, living it to the fullest.”

    isn’t this a complete contradiction

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