Maybe what my seniors said is true, the day you ORD you don't really feel anything. It takes awhile to sink in, say goodbye to the fear of worrying each day not being able to wake up, say goodbye to putting up with someone's nonsense just because they decide to make it their career, say goodbye to cooping yourself at home so you've enough rest to face the next days nonsense. Yes, much hatred has been accumulated over this timespan and its time to let go of it all. Time to close another chapter in my life and start a new one. I'm thankful for the friendship that I made through these hard times. My buddy and bunkmates that were there through what most will call the hardest time of their NS journey. The smoking group in IMOS, long conversations every night just to take my mind off the fact that the world is moving on with life and you are forced to put everything on hold for this nation. The other 2 NSFs that were with me through Sharkhunter training, daily travelling to Gombak for NOC, to a godforsaken place in Tuas, back to changi. To Lester and Andrew who always were there letting me know i'm not going through this alone.
Its time for me to put away the uniforms, the ranks, the mental torture.
The start of civilian life, the start of freedom is something words can't describe. That weight off your shoulders. Taking a sabbatical to Cambodia, Asia's hidden gem. With my best mate, I dare say we conquered Cambodia. Many ask, what's so nice about Cambodia? Isn't it boring and poor with nothing to do? I would say it is because most don't dare to venture out of their comfort zone, go on an adventure, get crazy and live wild,young and free. Let the pictures do the talking
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