its been awhile since i left the ns. i feel free n uncontrollable. no more daily routines. life at the camp is quite sucks. u need to follow the rules. everyday, i feel controlled by the government. worst of all, my camp is dubbed by the trainers as one of the poorest camp in the whole country. no wonder la, the dorm's wall not plastered, the dewan kuliah is blazingly hot during the day, and the audio system is always broken. if this is the life at the army camp, i would never want to be a soldier. the thought of the rules annoyed me.
anyway, there are more memorable memories than bitter memories. i met a lot of people from different background. for instance, i make friends with maahad students, samura, sakti, teknik perd, teknik tanjung and much more. this part has broadens my perspective of other people, whom same age with me. i can see the agas people, mostly the boys in my company, in how they treated the other people. they're typical rock kapak, obsessed with motorcycle, cigarette and jiwang song. funny, isn't it?
eh. what im doing?
this supposed to be my everlasting memory. i found light at the end of the tunnel.
my dormmates, syahmi, ayun, sahdam, yusman, hui, meng, woon, kang. i see u everyday.
we have been through bitterness and happiness.
as long as eye can see, brain can memorize, legs could walk, heart can feel, u all should never be removed from my memories.
so long, kem pagoh!
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