The end of my BMTC

Three whole months have finally arrived. To think of it, time do passes fast without us realising. it was like three months ago, September 11th (11 09 09), when i had entered Tekong with nothing much in my mind as blank as a white wall. Everything were new to me. Regimentation and respects are a prior to the Army. Punishments were always a common routine in the army. From push-up change to crunches change. Aching body parts were normal to us and pain is not an excuse. AVIVA is crucial to us that would save not us, but our family needs one day. My first few weeks to me, "Army is a sadistic place to be, its either you live thru it or you die of it."

Now, my Passing Out Parade (POP) is drawing near. 09 12 09 the day i'll be out of Tekong BMTC life. However, emotions will not be spare. Hardship, endurance, support, encouragement are the keys to survive this course. Most important the buddy that will stick with you thru out the days is someone you will never forget. Thank you, Hsyen Li.

To all my Section mates, I love you guys dearly.. like seriously!! (bimbotic moments)
To my Platoon mates, Take great care guys. you guys will stay in my heart.
To my Coy mates, Great knowing you people around.
To my SGTS, I will really miss you.
To my PC, suck to be YOU!!
To my OC, YOU ARE THE BEST!! God bless!

I had given my best and all from IPPT to SOC, from live range to live grenade. Improvement is inevitable. Each steps come a long way. Range and grenade were to few i hated most but i seem to love it thereafter. With the encouragement from my OC to my PC and my sgts, i had make such great progression and determination thru out these months. I am proudly lift my head high and say " Good job Syahid, you made it."

24km route march is left for now. Pray for my safety and pray me back home. I know this gonna be hard and tough but i must still go thru it. I am a Man.

The 7 core values are:
Loyalty to country
Leadership
Discipline
Proffessionism
Fighting Spirits
Ethic
Care for Soldiers

Caught in a Bad Romance.. Ggagaa!!

Back From Tekong!

OMG~! it had been awhile since i touch the net. Finally, i have some spare time to bitch here. It had been a month since i went MIA. MIA in Tekong for your information. Yes. I am a NS man. Can you fcking believe this? Me and army? haha! Guess what? IT HAPPENED! hahaha!

Okays. Firstly i would want to say my greatfulness that i am in SG, secondly army sucks. LOL! oh wait, LOR! (Laugh Out Retardly) This week my coy had a company day off so it was an early book out. Adding on, my live-range is on this coming Sunday. Bloody fck.. i'm so gonna freak out! My 5weeks in Tekong was amazing yet frustrating at time. I feel like i am surrounded by war and guns. Fck. However, i need to defend this nation. This country. My family.

My platoon mates have been great companions thru out my days in Tekong. From bad to worst, we suffer together and all the encouragement were like pillars to hold on. Endurance is the key to survive.

Wednesday Wept

Today is a Wednesday. 26 August 2009. Tomorrow i'll be starting my event job for 13 days before my enlistment which left me with 16 days. 2 weeks plus to doom period of my strange life. I feel anxious yet fear altogether like being on the limelight with Nathan Hartono! 16 days!! Oh my GOSH! Tomorrow is the media preview for the Career kids Fair event i working for. There are quite a number of coordinators working this time and it's a messiful spread on the attrium ceramic. There are 7 different job scope booths. I am in-change of the photography/modelling booth. I'll be structing the kids on the runway and poses on the way. There is a small short runway platform with proffesional lighting and camera. I'll be working with a photographer from STUDIOZINC and a make-up artist! Goodness cool! The other booths are perfumery, pilot, ship captain, forensic, animal trainer & animator. Damn cool =)

Ok, i wanna sleep snd destress my mind over this NS shit and sort. So annoying. I think men are dumb!

Yiruma - Love me

Frozen

It's dangerous.
Everywhere, so dark.
The heart has frozen over.
Not a soul.
I'm running. Far away.
Leaving little lines,
Cutting out little lines.
Splitting.
There's something moving under,
Moving through,
Trying to get my heart.

Frozen.

Something,
someone
help me.

Butter.FLEED 21st

Joyeux Anniversaire

Syahirah Salim

"HUGS"

On our journey to Sya's place for

DINNER..!

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Good Nights SYA,

hope you had a great day
& the 21st's year ahead!