With my Rifle and my Buddy and Me...
The time of the year has come once again to fulfil my national duty. Although it can be quite a pain in the ass to go thru each cycle each year, but surprisingly, i actually look forward to going back to hendon camp. The place where i was thrown into the fire and cast into a warrior, from men into living, breathing weapon.
Hendon, Home of the Commandos.
By the way, the human is the ultimate weapon, it can learn, adapt, perform beyond its ability and perserve itself for survival.
As i left the house, all the old memories came flooding back.
I really miss putting on my old uniform. Anyway, the uniform has been revised, so one last chance to wear the "old school" uniform before changing to the current uniform.
Tasking Orders awaits... For the first time, i can't wait for a mission. The dampness of the morning air, the light breeze amist the stifling tropical heat, the sweet tasting water on a parched throat and the crushing load of my weapons and equipment on my body. They are all coming back to me. Both so dreaded, yet welcoming at the same time.
I really miss those days. Although it was one of my most difficult time in my life, it holds much grand memories as well as painful ones.
A change to my usual monotonous work life, even if it's just for 2 weeks, i welcome this change for i'm almost sick of going to work already. For just 2 weeks, i can be my real self. Proud and Dignified.
The time of the year has come once again to fulfil my national duty. Although it can be quite a pain in the ass to go thru each cycle each year, but surprisingly, i actually look forward to going back to hendon camp. The place where i was thrown into the fire and cast into a warrior, from men into living, breathing weapon.
Hendon, Home of the Commandos.
By the way, the human is the ultimate weapon, it can learn, adapt, perform beyond its ability and perserve itself for survival.
As i left the house, all the old memories came flooding back.
I really miss putting on my old uniform. Anyway, the uniform has been revised, so one last chance to wear the "old school" uniform before changing to the current uniform.
Tasking Orders awaits... For the first time, i can't wait for a mission. The dampness of the morning air, the light breeze amist the stifling tropical heat, the sweet tasting water on a parched throat and the crushing load of my weapons and equipment on my body. They are all coming back to me. Both so dreaded, yet welcoming at the same time.
I really miss those days. Although it was one of my most difficult time in my life, it holds much grand memories as well as painful ones.
A change to my usual monotonous work life, even if it's just for 2 weeks, i welcome this change for i'm almost sick of going to work already. For just 2 weeks, i can be my real self. Proud and Dignified.
a metrosexual certainly looks bit odd in a soldier uniform :p
~leenie
Posted by
Anonymous |
12:18 AM
Haha... I'm new age soldier mah... haha...
Posted by
Jonathan |
1:35 PM
leenie, can't help but laugh at your comment.
yes, quite odd.
hahahaha. Jon~~ *shakes head*
Posted by
Pink*StarDust |
7:46 PM
What what what... i'm a 100% fighting machine okie!
Posted by
Anonymous |
12:17 PM