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Oh yes, I didn't blogged on Friday's ORD dinner. It was fantastic. The ambience was great, maybe because we could smell the air of freedom in the ballroom, that's why. And yes, many would wonder what ORD means? It stands for "Operational Ready Date" It also means the end of our 2 years of national service in the army, navy, air force, police, civil defense. And marks the start of a 13 year cycle of reservist.

A lot of ranting and raving were posted in my blog throughout this 2 years but I tell you, I am gonna really miss the army. Especially the good food they have been feeding me, ha. Many would dislike SFI food. But how many have wondered that their food are much healthier. With less sugar, less salt, less oil but tastes so blend. LOL. And it's a magic that the cook house auntie manages to prepare the food good, at least it didn't tasted that horrid. And besides, we have our breakfast, lunch and dinner timely and regimented. So I need not worry about eating and I look so healthy with good food fed by the army. Now I gotta worry about feeding myself with good food when I get out of army, get my drift.

Food aside, I am going to miss my genuine friends too, friends like Alvin, Lim Teck, Daniel, Joseph, just to name a few. And yes, my wife. I am gonna miss her too. Though I used to take it out on her, scold her, drop her, throw her, slam her. She still serves me and protects me. Doesn't matter if she is not a virgin and has been thru many hands. I took the vow on the first day that I will keep her by my side. And clean her inside out, if she is dirty. Oh well, she still shoots with that loud crack and that annoying smell of gun powder.

And yes, I will miss that old rugged building, Support Company of 40 SAR! The post World War 2 building that is 2 storey high with a big circle engraved at the top of the building that proudly bears the number "1951". The main road to Support Company is always dark. And there are always rats busy making making love else scurrying across the road and the streetlights did shit to help illuminate my path. And there is always the fear that the stray dogs might just start chasing us and hunt us down for God knows what reason. Maybe they get the kick out of scaring us when we dreadfully and demurely make our way back to company line. As I book into Company Line, I will try not to think about the horrible rat stench around me more than i should. Well, the bunk is not spared either. What do you expect from a small bunk that houses 20 over people. With various creative personal odor, it's kudos. I've been absolutely tickled by the welcome notes and I can't help but say, this is home to me for the past 2 years or less. Well, it's not that bad when you learn to adapt. It's not just the environment, it's the people. It's the people around you that make army life so special, balls! And I have to say, in all honesty, that the surroundings of Support Company was mortifying. I realize I am in no position to make many comments about the nifty, illustrious artwork of Support Company because during my harsh service, she housed me comfortably and warmly with expired roof tiles and frozen algae walls. I'm forever indebted.

Waking up in the wee hours in morning is a terrible experience. Especially if there is an event on that day. We wake up at 2.30am, 3am, 4am. We are a batch of really fugly looking troopers when we wake up at 3 in the goddamn morning. My, if we aren't horrendous-looking, i don't f-ing know what else are. And sometime we make a complete mockery of ourselves when we realized how grandly we got the timing wrong for the morning fall-in. A burst of dedicated and creative energy are released from our mouths before we proceed back to bed for a short few hours of sleep. That is why I say the people around me makes army so special, yes. They make the experience so special. Because the times spent together are harsh, the only comfort one can seek is to look at his left or right. At his comrade or his buddy. Seeing them cursing and swearing and suffering the same shit as he does, gives the motivation and encouragement to go on. The Esprit de Corps. This fused us together tightly more than friends or bunkmates. But Comradeship. The friends made here are even closer than the friends I will make later. Because we go through ups and downs together AS ONE. Ok, I didn't want to start all this mush talk... Enough.

Will post up pictures of the ORD dinner soon. Check this place frequently.

I am da*n gonna get the Konica Minolta DiMageZ2. I have been saving up ruthlessly for this moment of joy. Just you wait, till I get you!!!