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Friday, July 08, 2005

A new life.... ♥ 6:18 AM

Its been a long time since i wrote post my blog, been kinda busy recently with some army stuff... its been a month since i serve my country... Army life is kinda tough, but if life is not tough in the army, then i does not derserved to be called a solider...

The story of the spartan (protectors of peace)

10/06/2005
5.25am

I could not sleep no matter how hard i try... 2 more hours i will head to the army camp. I began to look around me, my comfortable bed, the walls, the pictures in my room and my soundly-asleeped cousin. I felt sad at the moment... I am gonna leave my family n friends. That feeling is real awful...

6.30am

I heard my mum calling me outside my room... time for me to pack up my belongings... When the moment my parents saw me, i saw sadness in their eyes...
They made breakfast for me when i steped out of the bathroom. Breakfast never tasted so great before. . .

8.00am

I reached the camp... Time for me to leave my civilian life. I surrendered my id card. 2 years later i will get you back, i promise...
I waited for 2 hours in the hall... felt kinda sleepy inside... Its time for all the NS enlistees to proceed for the Vow ceremony. After the vow we are declared as a spartan, which is the protector of peace...

After the ceremony, we get to see our parents. My parents and my sister was happy to see me. They bought Nasi Lemak for me and we had some chat. After 20 minutes of chat, a sergeant came and told me that i had to proceed to the hair cutting session. I told my mum and said i will see u all later. But the fact is the sergeant tricked me. Maybe he don't want me to feel sad...

My family waved frantically at me when they are about to leave the camp, but i did'nt notice them... When my sister saw me leaving with my platoon mates, she almost cried... My size was the smallest among them, and it pains her to see me leaving... My mum consoled her as they head out of the camp...

My platoon mates are friendly people. I get along with them very easily... The sergeants are nice people too... But the only one i don't get along with is my platoon sergeant... He is a very stuck up and arrogant guy... It will be hell for us in the future, i thought...

I saw the room where i would be sleeping. Its not bad as i thought. The food there was nice too. But i was given a the upper bed of the double decker bed... :(

I could withstand the tireness in me, i am so sleepy.. I slept and after some time i heard my platoon mates telling me to wake up because the sergeant ask us to fall in... I was so shocked that i jump from the upper deck of the bed to the ground and landed on my butt... haha

to be continued....

yearn to fly...