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Saturday, March 22, 2008
3 months just passed as if it was yesterday. Cliche? but it really did. Remembering the times where i was just enlisting with all the new looks and faces. This was it then... A new phase of my life beginning. Like it was in school but difference is this was it... The real thing. No more school. The real world. The one they say, "Dog eat Dog". Yep that's the one.
The grueling shits and trainings. Feeling all messed up. All too fugly and juggly for the strenous stuff. Getting to know people. Again from scratch. Hoping to find clicks! And did so, unknowingly meeting the best people out there. Whom i seriously doubt i would meet or make friends with. Covering each others' asses. Fucking every other lamers at the same time. This is literally the meaning of the phrase,
"It's not what you leave behind, but what you'll gain in the days ahead."
 I look like an ass though but who gives a shit. We were the bomb! Apache! 1st Platoon! With my life! Hoo Haa!... Who would ever thought as those inevitable days were counting down, we were feeling more merrier to book in. Moral were sky high. Went through 24 km route march was like a stroll to the toilet. It was fun above all else.
Then it time to Graduate... or better known as POP. Did we just finished our BMT phase? So fast? Hey we wont be falling in with the same people, wont be marching with the same people , wont be going to the cookhouse and eating with the same people anymore. Lunch that day was as if it's the "Last Supper".

There we were at the parade square.. Wanted to take some pictures with some of the others but there wasn't any time left so instead we got this to remember ourselves by.
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