Last night, first time in my life, i had a drop too much. THanks to Ben and my recruits, who continuously and faithfully down me cups after cups! Quite a good experience, and i kinda hope for another one too, albeit everyone busy schedule.

Today is the direct enlistment of Pes C recruits. Throughout the whole day, i have been keeping a constant check at my temper and anger management. It was quite a task, thinking that i am one hellish guy at the start. But that aside, i really missed my platoon. Platoon 4!

SOme old memories just kept rushing back today. For example, sect comm interview. Though section 3 is full of crap and trouble, i still remember the look of apprehension in everyone's face. When they having night snack, it reminded me of how i always gave them extra night snacks after they got punished. Back to the smoking corner, to me it has become a forlorn state after enoch and john left. Somehow, they just left an imprint in my memories in that place.

Worse still, the feeling got worse after i received news that i need to change office. The platoon 4 flag that don the office, the numerous time i spent in the office sleeping, those cherished memories, are gone.

First batch definietly left a bittersweet taste. It was quite surprising on how most of the time i am angry with them, but at the end of the day, they all kinda fit into a special place in my heart.

Deep down, i know i have done my best for platoon4. I have not let them down. Every march, every run, i have never skipped once before, beside those when i am the COS> Even the last 24km, i don the heavy fieldpack and walked with them throughout, and for that, that ngiht's memories really impacted me.

Last but not least, thanks to my recruits who really make my first batch so successful.

aLm0nD~cUsTaRd blogged @ 6:55 AM