The long awaited block leave seem to come & go like the wind. 10 days of civilian life reminded of how sweet freedom can tastes like before I’m hurled back into reality. What awaits me is 9 months of tough times & also the 3 weeks confinement. While people are celebrating the festive season, I’ll be counting days inside my bunk. Luckily its no longer in the god forsaken island. This time it’s all for pride.
Looking back at what I did in my block leave, it actually aint that bad after all. I got to go for other people’s POP, play soccer, chill with my friends, catch up with friends, go club, play mahjong, play cards like before enlistment. I even went to batam with my parents to spend quality time & drive a car there.
But I can really expect shit coming in the next few months. Alot of shit in fact. Weekends to be burn. Muscles to be ache. Mind to be fucked.What I’m feeling now can be refer back to the 9th September post. The same old reluctant & procastinating thoughts inside me. However, as long as I can steer clear of injuries & made it through. I’ll be the first sword holder in my family like what my dad said to me. For that word of him, I’m gonna give it my best.
So the same words goes again. I dont wanna book in. I want to go in NS learn things I never did & come of it a changed & better man instead of wasting the 2 years. I’ll once again take the leap of faith into the deep jungle. Endure & overcoming myself to become a better person.
I hope I dont regret this.