3 weeks without a computer.
almost feels like i just went to brunei and back.
but hey. somehow its alright la.
realise i can't be that dependent on the computer.
ok so im back.
but i still think my computer's a shit job.
it feels cranky.
feels like a shoddy patchwork hastily put together.
and i don't feel comfortable about it.
but hey its not my money that i paid to repair it.
so i can't say anything. much less say much about it.
i should just go buy my own computer.
anyway.
i was in company line this week and csm asked us to write about our defining moments in 5th coy.
i thought long and hard before deciding to write about the 72km march that every commando has to go through.
and there while i was writing i realise that actually when what i thought i was a damn shag time.
God was there watching over me.
even when i puked all my body salts out. He gave me the energy.
He gave me a friend. ronnie. to help tank my load when my normally tanned face was as white as snow (according to him).
He gave me good weather. so that we would not have low morale which would sink below sea level.
im really grateful man.
this past 3 weeks.
thanks for being there to help me answer all my questions man.
i guess it sorta now makes up my mind and what im gonna do.
which is to not care anymore.
and to win Best Combat Unit for the 21st time.
c'mon 5th coy tigers!
we can do it man!
pick(s) of dunno how long alr :
muse - city of delusionpink floyd - another brick in the wall
