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Saturday, June 24, 2006


Island of dreams and nightmares


Song of the moment: Hillsongs - Free

Would you believe me if I said
That God can make miracles happen today
Would you believe me if I said
That you don't need to wait for the answers before
You step out in faith
Would you believe me if I said
That nothing is ever IMPOSSIBLE for God

And if I had wings I would fly
Cause all that I need, You are
And if the world caved in around me
To You I'd still hold on
Cause You're all that I believe
And the one that created me
JESUS.. because of You.. I'm FREE
Free by Hillsongs

After two weeks of sweat, tears, blood and pain, I am finally back home for a VERY brief respite from the struggles of military life on a small island named Tekong...

Hmm...

Maybe it is a bit of an exaggeration but it was a struggle nonetheless. It wasn't as smooth a transition as I thought it would be. Still, I coped with it, survived and came back out relatively unscathed save for a few aching muscles, bruises and mosquito bites.

I don't think I'll go into too much detail about my last two weeks but I hope my account will satisfy those who want to find out what army life is like on Tekong and also those who might wish to reminicise about their days in BMT.

The first week kind of passed by in a blur for me though I still kind of remember the first day. My family and I sat the Penguin "fast" craft ("fast" = it's only fast when travelling to Tekong and excruciatingly slow when going to the mainland). Upon reaching Tekong, we were immediatly seperated from our kin and gathered together like sheep going into the slaughter. We were forced to surrender our "Get Out Of Jail Free" card (a.k.a Pink IC) and given our "Stay in Jail For At Least Two Years" card (a.k.a 11B). Then, us sheep were forced to watch a video expouting the virtues of National Service and it's aim of "turning boys to men". Then we went for our oath taking ceremony, which was for all intents and purposes, the proverbial final nail in the coffin. I then joined my parents for a late lunch before sending them off at the ferry terminal and joining the rest of the "sheep". It was during that time, sitting down with the rest of the guys, waiting to know which platoon I will be in, that I really felt lost. I was silently praying to be in a good platoon with good people. I really thank God for putting me in Platoon 3, where the Sargeants and fellow platoon mates are friendly and fun-loving.

The days that followed were filled with physical training that pushed you to the limit and a demand for discipline which put fear in us. I am not the kind of person which excels under too much pressure but I appreciate that they really push us. Because even though real life isn't that physically demanding, the pressure is the same, if not more in the real world.

Still nothing beats the feeling of booking out. The fresh, Carbon Monoxide-laced air of mainland Singapore, the sound of cars filling your ears, the comfort of the Compaq Presario PC in my room and my mom's baked macaroni. So, I am sitting in front of my PC, enjoying my room's fan and the feeling of pressing plastic beneath my fingers. Apologies to the rest of the SF-FFW organising committee for not turning up for SF-FFW. I promise to turn up for the next FFW if possible. Thanks to everyone who prayed for me during my 1st 2 weeks and I hope that you'll continue to pray for me throughout my service in the SAF.

See you guys in church tomorrow!

Can't wait to see you again. I did kind of miss your presence. Especially on the 2nd Sunday when it felt kind of weird that I was having free time in my bunk and not going to church. Obviously, I still hope for the best...but I guess just seeing and maybe talking to you will be enough.



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