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Saturday, August 27, 2005

I have never felt so great, so delighted, so err...anyway, this is the highest peak of my army life. In another week's time, I will be passing out. I am having mixed emotions about it though. Essentially, it also means my buddies and I will be going our separate way soon. Sure, we can always meet up. But we will no longer be able to train, get punished and sleep and do all the funny things together. People always talk about the brotherhood formed in army. Well, I understand now.

Regarding where I will be posted to after my BMT, I have no idea yet. But one thing for sure, I will be leading a more fulfilling life than I once did in unit. At least I am learning things, experiencing things unknown of, in the civilian world. It makes me grow as a person and friend.

I missed posting last week due to the Lord of the Rings. My mother bought the whole set of DVD from China and I spent the entire day watching it. Other than that, I was in front of my PS2. This weekend, my muscles are aching, and my butt hurts from the route march. No idea how I twisted it. So I intend to meditate at home instead of going wild on the streets.

On to another topic, I realised recently that university life might not be as ideal as I thought it would be. Apparently, there is a possibility of choosing a wrong course and having end up slogging for the next 5 years. Or the stress of getting first-class honours is so high that one might end up mugging throughout or worse, committing suicide. No kidding! I wonder how my life would change. And how my priorities would change after switching from a military life back to a nerdy undergrad.