Saturday, April 22, 2006

Confinement week is over. All hell will break lose from tmr onwards. Oh wells. Sgt Effendi gave me words of comfort which sounded like, " The week onwards will pass by very very fast". Yeah. I hope so.

I now really begin to value freedom. Hell. All of us did. After 2 weeks of running around like mad dogs doing things that we werent really sure we were doing correctly, we finally get to breath in civilisation. REally REally good for the mind of a soldier. Yes. Freedom. Something that everyone has that we soldiers dont. The people outside only know about being a soldier from the movies they watch, by the stories they heard, lies by the frontmen of every governmental organization. Nobody noes what's really going on behind closed doors. I mean c'mon! If they really do noe, what's the use of putting up fences, barb wires and having sentries around? What's the use of having confidential files? Ya. Get what i mean?

Shit, i sidetracked. Freedom. Freedom is the will to do anything you desire as and when you like. If you want to sit there all day and talk and do nothing productive, you are free to do so. We only have a few minutes of that each day. Sometimes none. Ya. But you noe, the world isnt a fair place. The only reason some of you get to do as and when you like is because people like us sacrificed our time and personal lives to train and defend this country. Ya. That's the only reason why we sometimes get motivated to carry on with our training.

I just watched the incredibles on disney channel. Ya. Rmb that part when Mr.Incredible thought he lost his family? Ya. No man ever wants to feel that way. A man's family is his entire life. He devotes his entire life into taking care of his family. He makes sure that his wife is safe from other chikopeh if she's damn hot. He makes sure that his family has enough to eat. He makes sure that his family is safe from all threat elements. He makes sure that his children gets enough education.
If you dont believe me, ask your father. Or better, ask your grandfather how he took care of your mom or dad. Ask what kind of job he did. Whether he liked it or not. How was it. Ultimately, feel his answers. Seek to feel his emotions when he answers.

So what the fuck are doing wearing green uniforms and stomping through the jungle even though we've got nice comfy beds waiting at home? Protecting our families from any harm. WE make sure that no harm ever comes to them. We make sure that they DO NOT have to take arms and defend this country cause we are the ones that are doing that.
Yes. This is me trying to motivate myself into carrying on with the rest of the 7 weeks left. Ya. 7 weeks left. This week is live range week. The weekend that comes will be a long one. =) The week after will be field camp. and then SIT test. And then route marches b4 our 24k route march. And than its POP after that! Coolness. It's not that long. I hope. Ya. Once we start going outfield, i'll feel less like a prisoner and more like a soldier. I need an adventure. A great one. ASAP!

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