Sunday, March 02, 2014


I could count the number of days with one hand.

5

Merely 5 days till I ORD and receive my civillian IC.
I feel bittersweet as I recount the days in NS while lying on my wooden floor this afternoon, basking in the golden afternoon rays. (Sunny Sundays are good for being deep in thought)

I can't believe how much I went through, how time just passes.
So much had happened, now that I think back.
I'll remember my journey so vividly that I can feel the mud on my hands, beads of sweat on my forehead, that sharp neck pain as my rifle sling cuts into my skin.

While we reminisce, why not complement those thoughts with a wonderful tune?


Lyrics:
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I got no plan to fix 
all of your problems
Man all man don't get em 
on nerves like that
And why is it that everybody thinks 
we're gone be alright
And we're playing all day all,
day and all night

It's a long way back 
It's a long way back 

Why do they keep on telling me,
all this fiction to see
Do I look, do I look like
calling up like them, like them 
And why they telling all 
the children this horrible things
While they forgot to say that
this gone hurt it's day 

It's a long way back 
It's a long way back

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The sunny spot is getting too warm, I flip myself like a pancake.
(I'm lazing around because I've finished my chores)









deep thoughts









signing off.

Call Of The Wild at 4:18 PM