I could not sleep.. When i saw my friends beside me, They were all sleeping soundly. We are only allowed 4 hours to sleep before the 32km road march. I tried very hard to sleep, but i could not. I started to get worried. How am i gonna survive the hellicious march if i did not get adequate rest? I twist and turned on my bed until the last 45 minutes, i finally feel asleep...

Before going down to assemble, i gathered some of my friends to smoke in the toilet. I can see all of them are feeling pressured. I wished all of us would not give up. May god help us to survive through the ordeal...

We reached pulau tekong and the safety officer gave us a briefing for the march. We are suppose to complete every four kilometer within 45 minutes. We are really shock to hear that. I began to worry. I am not a tall person, How am i gonna catch up with others. If i could not catch up with my platoon mates, I will drag the whole platoon down. The idea of giving up loomed in my mind for once...

Before the march commence, my platoon sergeant told us if we really could not take it, we just break the light stick and throw by the side of the road. He said its better not to drag the whole platoon down if we really could not catch up...

Just when we about to go, our officer conducted a 1 minute prayer, praying for our safety, will to push on and praying for 1 of our friend that could not join us because his grandmother was admited to the hospital...

The march starts as we march off. . .

The pace is really too fast. I found myself running just to catch up. The load i am carrying is far too heavy. Its about 25 to 30kg load on my back. Its really very tiring. They told me not to run, just open up my steps. I tried to keep my steps wide, But i still could not catch up. I really done my best. Thats the best i could do. Tiress and the strain in my leg started to wear me down instantly. I told myself to push on, but it seems i had already reached my limit. I started to slow down with my head lowering down. I began to feel giddy. Some hands were pulling me and some hands are pushing me forward. The hands are the hands of my friends. They kept encouraging me to push on. When i finally reach the 4km rest point, i was totally shagged out.....

My shin felts miserable. Its really painful. Sergeant Jimmy massage my leg, i shouted in pain. He kept encouraging me, and he said that if i did not give up, every 4 km he would give me a massage. I was very touched by what he said...

My good buddy jesson was also very tired. We are the only ones who kept that kept running just to catch up. It was really a painful experience for both of us. Every road march we would always be together because we are of the same height and we are the shortest in the platoon. Before the march we had already discuss the idea of falling out because we don't wanna drag the whole platoon down... We completed the 1st 4km march within 33 minutes instead of 45 minutes. Thats really a great achievment by all of us...

15 minutes of rest time had past as we continue on...

Ah boon knew that i was feeling very sad and he told me that we should complete their wishes for them, because the reason why they gave up is because they do not want to drag us down. I knew that jesson really wanna complete the march