Sitting here typing this on Monday morning makes it feel extraordinarily odd. I am overwhelmed by a sense of nostalgia and somehow something reminds me of the life before I enlisted. I really suddenly miss the life I had before I enlisted, somehow-the freedom is what really makes the difference. I will never get to slack the whole day watching Lost, then playing piano for 4 hours, chatting so much on MSN/SMS, doing nothing on facebook, for everyday in a long time. it really somehow strikes me hard now. I don't know why.
On a brighter side, BMT is coming to an end. With only a mere 17 days left (2 weeks) and about 10 days in-camp, we're gonna POP soon! And I believe that will be one happy occasion. But it is a mere beginning to a new chapter to something new and frightful. I realized that I made quite a number of friends but also quite a number of enemies alike. I'm pugnacious by nature, can't help it. But does it mean that since we're going to POP soon it's okay to turn enemies now? Since we're not going to see each other anymore. I'm not referring to anything in particular but the platoon in general. There are the good, the bad and the ugly. There are countless of people I cannot stand, let alone sit with. (no pun intended). It's just another 10 days in-camp, so does it matter even if the whole world turns enemies?
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