leaving on a military truck (part II)

*my poyo pic.. huhu

tomorrow i'll be leaving again for our final combat training
that will conclude my military training here
for 4 freakin years..

after that i will start the training for my passing out parade..
yeay!~ free education completed, finally..
dip in mechanical aeronautic engineering..
and a secure steady job awaits me..

its not easy to get here..
its not easy being here..

*to my beloved izzati nadzri,
have fun for ya bandung trip, k..
have a safe journey..

basketball

this evening i played basketball despite my left leg injury..
i ran, i jumped and i laughed..
the doc advised me not to involve with strenuous activities..
but its been awhile since i laughed so much n had lotsa fun..

its not about winning the game..
but its the laughter & joy we had during the game..

thanx everyone..

few last steps.. for a long tough journey..

i shouldn't be saying this since im in military but..
GGGGIIIIIIIIIIIIIIILLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!
since the final examination, the pressure keep coming continuously...
weeks under the heat of kedah sun-drenched weather..
followed by 8,10,12,14,16km of running with heavy loads on my body over 10kg..
WITHOUT A DAY OF REST
and another few more days in the jungle..

my left leg just recovered..
im not sure if i could face it and survive..

all the best, syahmin!
may the force be with me..
yea.. of course, since im in the air force..
lol..


and when its all over..
i will be preparing for my big day..
commissioned by his majesty..
an officer in the air force..
and a steady job finally..

"an officer and a gentleman"
thats what they keep telling us
here at the officers training centre..
poyo siot~

-leaving on a military truck-

so tomorrow i'll be leaving for a military stuff i wont have to mention over here..
the first time i wont be contacting her for a day or more since we became an item..

i'll be back by friday so i hope she will be fine without me..
dont be sad.. have fun..
i'll be back..
i promise..

i feel like screaming but i dont know why...
like too many things on my mind i dont wanna think about but i have to..
just let me shout.. let me scream.. let me curse..
like a silent volcano waiting to explode..
why? why? why?
is it because of simple little things i ignored as i always did?
this is not me.. definitely not me..'