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Sunday, August 07, 2005

2 weeks gone. So fast? I didn't even realise it. It's only another 4 weeks before my graduation. Oh I can't wait. Where shall I start? Hmm.. My love life is back on track. But you know, how should I put it? I am sure you guys know about the fallen vase theory. About the cracks and stuff. Well, that's about it. That's all I can say.

Now for my field camp. It is the usual stuff where training is concerned. Ask any other NS guys and it is the same story. However, some things were a first for me. Like the rain. It didn't rain during my first field camp. So it is like a new experience. I realised I can sleep on any terrain. Be it wet soil, concrete floor, drainage system or a grave, I did it all. I slept quite well too. In fact, so well that I didn't realise someone took my rifle one fine night. Despite this, I felt malnutritioned then. The food isn't that fantastic and I reduced my food intake by more than 50% during that period. Luckily I still have some fats as back-up. All in all, life was tough. But it was a true blue military experience. It is the first time I trained in warfare and tactics. The different movements and attacks. It is what a soldier should do. 7 days passed in a flash, all thanks to my great buddies and a solid goal in my mind. It is all mental, all mental. I completed it without falling out. Things were different after I reached camp.

I had fever the next day and I couldn't train for many days. My fats were beginning to form again and my fitness dropping. Somehow I can feel it. Up till now, I still have a bad cough and flu. Does not look very promising too. Have got an important test this week. Oh dear.

When I came back to mainland Singapore, I did not feel the excitement and euphoria as I used to have. It is like a normal transition. Something like going to my toilet from my room. There is nothing which makes me feel so very desperate to be back. Somehow, Tekong has become my second home. It is a place I have got used to. People tell me they feel a sense of loss after they ORD. Now I am beginning to make some sense of it. But no! I won't feel the same way. I have to find something to do. Or maybe its because my parents are overseas and it is boring at home. That must be the case.

Yesterday I was out with my old friends. They said something which struck me. I don't smile as much as I used to. Is it because I was sick, or is it because I have matured. I like to associate maturity with a cool and serious face. So most probably I have matured. My thoughts have changed too. I am beginning to think about my own future. Think about the people around me. Think about my next action and so on. So this is how a person matures, I suppose. Haha!