P.O.P
walking down the last four of the 24km route march, i looked back on my entire BMT experience. i realize i have grown and learned a lot in these 9 weeks. speaking less and observing more, just helps to make things crystal clear. defining moments usually arise when one's mettle is tested by the fires of adversity. trench digging night and 12/16/24km marches only served to show who's made up of true leader quality and who's wayang, more importantly it served to show who's your real friend and who's sucking your cock just to get himself a place in OCS. apart from that, the instructors including the officers have duly shown the attributes needed to be a good leader. rapport with ur men, caring for their welfare while being strict while you have too etc. they have inspired me to put into practice all these principles if i ever get the chance to.
marching down the parade square in our skeletal battle order with rifles at julang (high port) position, i felt proud to be part of this whole experience; proud to know those whom i have come to trust and rely on. but being me, there are always those that i have come to detest. =) they are the ones who have no pride in what they do. be it high-porting their weapon, closing up during route marches, singing songs during marches, digging their shell scripts or even a simple thing as writing down a top 5 trainees list ( who the hell writes his own name in his peer apprasial!) . thanks to you guys i've learnt a lot of character analysis skills too; learnt how the ultimate fuckers behave.
as the caps rose high up into the sky amidst outbursts of joy, i knew who i really wanted to celebrate it with and so i did. we're no longer recruits anymore guys. we're BIG FUCK privates! there are those of us who believe that tough guys can get through tough times no matter what. well i know the truth, the toughest guys are those who fight on because of their pride and burning desire to never let their comrades down. to the tough men of falcon 4, hopefully i'll see you guys on 21st march @ SAFTI. if not, that means sgt. guangliang was right and you'll know where to find me. -bleah-
marching down the parade square in our skeletal battle order with rifles at julang (high port) position, i felt proud to be part of this whole experience; proud to know those whom i have come to trust and rely on. but being me, there are always those that i have come to detest. =) they are the ones who have no pride in what they do. be it high-porting their weapon, closing up during route marches, singing songs during marches, digging their shell scripts or even a simple thing as writing down a top 5 trainees list ( who the hell writes his own name in his peer apprasial!) . thanks to you guys i've learnt a lot of character analysis skills too; learnt how the ultimate fuckers behave.
as the caps rose high up into the sky amidst outbursts of joy, i knew who i really wanted to celebrate it with and so i did. we're no longer recruits anymore guys. we're BIG FUCK privates! there are those of us who believe that tough guys can get through tough times no matter what. well i know the truth, the toughest guys are those who fight on because of their pride and burning desire to never let their comrades down. to the tough men of falcon 4, hopefully i'll see you guys on 21st march @ SAFTI. if not, that means sgt. guangliang was right and you'll know where to find me. -bleah-
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