i could still remember that faithful day i was forced to give up my soul to help protect,serve,blah blah blah.when i first step into the infamous island of tekong, there was this sergeant that gave us a welcome speech.from that day onwards i never saw him again-because he ord-ed the week after.lol
then, i though to myself-'this is it.090209 just seem to far away'
fast forward to present day-1 year and 10 months later
i've endured through bmt
i've passed bslc
i've enjoyed aslc
and i'm proud that i'm from 1SIR
who would want to do so much of work but get so little credit
who likes to be sandwiched between different levels
who is willing to receive this amount of pay for the amount of work done
not me thats for sure
but WE still did it
we took one of the worst route possible(imho) by being an infantry specialist in 1SIR
but through that we gained pride and created friendship
all the late nights
be it preparing for missons
or watching movies/playing games
or simply just being fished by encik
we're an interesting mix of characters
and it just won't be complete without any of the 17 of us
the salute from the men and the speech by encik was really touching
i nearly cried.nearly.
i'm just damn proud of the shit that we've been through
platoon II wont be the same without the 4 of us!
encik!
we left decked in white and glory(and pink in our pocket!=D)
these unspoken memories will be kept with us.forever.
'ord lo'
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