war notes

chanced upon one of those notes that i wrote during my army days in tekong. one of the worse days, towards the end before i went ooc for ranger course. my gdness. gotta be really one of those moments when i was literally talkin to God. seems like the end of time when i went ooc. looking at course mates suffering... while i am like somewhere.. waiting to be transported back. realy feels like i died, and i was looking at my course mates suffering... while i slowly float to heaven kind. what nostalgia it bring to read these notes once again. what an experience it is to be in those courses. God given stupidity to enrol voluteerily, knowing the risks.. hmmm. or maebe it was not knowing the risk. alright, no more another rd of grandpa story.

but i guess one has to be in arm to get out and understand the outside world. aiya. dun start. gd night.

felt so close to God... seeing those stars. i cannot forget those stars.