This morning was raining. I must believe that rain means lucky. Anyway, I went back to my previous camp for a celebration. My unit gotten the Best Infantry Unit for the year 2008 / 2009. I feel so proud of it.
Okay okay... I always blog about my unit life with my peers. Now, I want to say how I feel of my unit. Individually.
I remembered I was called a happy-go-lucky guy with a naive yet not-so-arrogant attitude. Whenever I am doing my work, these traits will go along with me. I must highlight that actually I'm not happy-go-lucky. In fact, I hate to be happy-go-lucky because this shows that I'm shallow. Seriously, I just dun want to do things and be a burden to others and I hate creating troubles for other people. That's why I keep reminding myself that whenever a job need to be done, try not to leave your sh*t behind. Do your part with all the effort. When suffer together, we will help one and other. 12th Mono Bravo taught me that.
Men are actually my responsibilities. I dun want to remember how these "responsibilities" issued to me. I only want to remember that these "responsibilities" had resulted my assets. By seeing them changed to the good, I have known that I done my part.
From the moment I enter S camp, my heart swells up with... a bit of pride, a bit of uneasy, a bit of hope and a bit of unwilling. I got this kind of feeling that I going to book in. And I remember how it feels until now. Those unwillingness still occur. Then as we walk to the cookhouse, I saw all my peers. From the A coy to C coy to HQ coy and to Support coy. Those faces I still remember.
A video was shown to us about 12th Mono. I guess all videos are the same. Just that the compile all videos take before together and put it as "12th Mono" and sum up everything. But still, good effort la.
Then we went back to our company line to taste some our memories back then... I always love the smoking corner outside our company office. This is a gathering place for all the commanders and the men. The insightful thing will be those cigarette butts throw all around the smoking box though. The bed where I use to sleep now was occupied by another commander. I just want to tell that whoever-sleep-on-my-bed commander he's lucky to have this bed. I think it has the best position in the 4-6 bunk. Haha! I still remember 4-6 bunk! Beside us is the HQ-5 bunk!
The air-con bunk was cleared. The first thought was... Where are the RISK and MONOPOLY? The entertainments for the ORD-around-the-corner commanders. Along the corridor, the toilets have not change much. Only that it was cleaner than before. Then we also went back to the PS bunk.. I suddenly realize that I'm the only commander that slept all the 4 bunks before. The 4-6 bunk, HQ-5 bunk, then the air-con bunk and lastly the PS bunk. Haha..
This place where I hate to be in at first actually makes me and teaches me how to be a better person. How can I forget what I have done? The people I have met, those funny things I did, those memories I have collected... Always will be a part of my life.
Alright, I guess the ending of 12th Mono is this Best Infantry Unit celebration. The last gathering for the men and us.
Until re-service.
Where I belong. I'm proud to be a scorpian.
