We're closing in. I suddenly wonder how it will feel like when we pass out. I think I will miss my platoon mates a lot. I wonder nowadays why sometimes I seem to feel happier in camp rather than in civilian. Both kind of life styles are world's apart and thus both offers somehow gratification of parallel dimensions. (kind of will never meet). Granted, in camp, I laughed a lot, crapped a lot at stupid moments of other people as well as myself. A lot of retarded things happened, a lot of fun moment, satisfying moments, happy moments...etc..
I was thinking of doing a dedication to most of my better "mates" in platoon one. But I figured that I wanted to begin with the first one because his life changed this week.
To Axel:
I know you're not going to read this. (may not!). but c'mon I'm not going to say anything hurtful so be brave and read on okay. I want to congratulate you in rejoining us and getting out of your "out of training" status. Let's pass out together! I mean, you're like one of the naturally funnest person I know. You're jokes and natural comedic talent is one that transcends beyond mine. Despite cocking up many times, I do have some (or quite a lot) of respect for you. Going through SOL, and all that OOT rubbish. When you got confined you actually helped us clean the bunk, and that was noble! I mean, sometimes I believe some people actually treat you unfairly, but I think you're a nice person undeserving of all that emotional turmoil in BMT. You're intelligent, but sometimes maybe just a little on the careless/blur side. (like me!), but anyway. This dedication is not meant to sound gay, but I really appreciate you as a good friend! Let's pass out together man.
And I'm sorry Joshua. Though you're my buddy, Axel takes precedence. Yours will come soon!
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