The smell of gunpowder. Sudden flash back of those memories I had in BMT. Time flies thinking all the way back of how I survived. 4 days back for In-camp-training reconnects with people that I met only once a year. Friendship built in camp. Laughing and chatting seems to be the only past time. With duty starting from 8am till 12.30am at night, I chatted almost anything with my buddy. Sleep derived is the motto for this round of ICT. Training end up late, and it seems there are countless task that need to be done this time round. Eventually, the days are over. There are events that open up minds and ponder more. For every people I meet, brief moments, but yet changes my perspective towards all individuals. Its a 4 days, extended to 5 days due to unforeseen issue. But kind of rewarding for what I had experience.
Moments later after my ICT, I packed my stuff for a short trip to Phuket. Having not much of sleep for the past few days, I dragged my body to the airport like a zombie. But the holiday mood set in. Excited and shag at the same time for the break.
The trip went very well. Relaxing moments spent, countless memories to be kept. Pace seems to naturally slow down when aboard. So after almost 2 weeks of non-working life. I am back to where I left off. Work. But well, its Christmas soon. The mood seems relax afterall. Enjoying last bits and pieces of the year before it ends.
