feverish nights towards the end..

saturday evening been getting fever lately. too often for my liking (then again, who likes to get fever?). been an eventful week to say the least. am done with live range so now i'm left with grenade on monday, ippt on friday and i'm home-free. of course there's the 'Tekong Challenge' of 16 and 24km route marches to be done but that's a non-issue. can't wait to get back in the fold of playing floorball. i dare say i've gained more fitness but lost out in technical handling but that'll all come back after a game or two. am i glad that BMT is almost over? of course. who isn't? but then it's also of a big shame that it's ending because like how all NS guys will say, BMT was the most fun time of their NS lives. i wouldn't want to argue that. i've had tremendous amount of fun at the same time i've also had my fair share of frustrations but i think i've handled it all pretty well. the fact that i'm still sane enough to say that i want to sign on speaks volumes. hah! it's all in God's hands now. the past. present. future..

the things that we'll all come to miss in Mohawk Coy (and BMT):

• outmarching just about every other company we see during our route marches
• BIC (a disappointment that the thunderflashes didn't go off)
• live range (Star Wars! tracer rounds that sound a bit like lasers as they flash by)
• proning around in bushes (and sometimes diving into them) and meeting all kinds of insects (who met my rifle butt)
• firing all those blanks without a care in the world till we had to clean our rifles
• rapelling from a simulated cliff 3m high using harnesses and bowlines made out of toggle ropes
• Mohawk field camp
• Mohawk situational test
• 5 tonner drivers who think they are auditioning to be a stunt driver in Tokyo Drift or Initial D
• the commanders. yes. the commanders