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time do fly.
7 weeks have passed. two more weeks to passing out parade. marching that 24km route march.
7 weeks have taught me many things. things that i have yet to learn, yet to achieve.
7 weeks is no joke. but it brought laughters and joys to me.
7 weeks i knew new friends, foster brotherhood & camaraderie, understanding more people.
7 weeks are experiences that will form who i am today.
its shiong, but nevertheless, WORTH IT!
sometimes i really cant juggle between my army and family together, causing my life to get entangled and twisted. but now the knot has been loosen. its just a pointer to those who have yet to enter the army, parents are worried about you while letting you be independent, try to be understanding towards them.
just because when you come home from field camp or sit test, and that means you are tired does not indicate the need for you to push all the laundry work to your parents. neither does that mean that you should chuck it aside and sleep first before washing it. do it the right way, and dont rant just right in front of them. some times they just want to help you but they dont know how. but just when they help you, you think that they are making things more messier for you.
trust me. it isnt a good feeling after blowing your head off and then realising that your parents are actually worried about you.
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