As the day break i know the week ahead is again no easy one,
I slipped and fell many a times, got up and know i have to slip again.
It is this never ending road that i wanna give up sometimes,
maybe im slipping into a hole that i cannot climb back out.
I have bitten my teeth and bore the brute of it all yet...
My strength gets weaker everyday and i fall prey to dark habits.
Like stones dropped into the dark blue sea never rising again.
Resting at the bottom waiting for something to get me up again.
Scribbles and what nots from Ben
Saturday, August 9, 2008
Saturday, August 2, 2008
Its august!
Wow so fast and its August already. for the freaking past 1.5months, life has been mundane as ever yet time has passed and thats awesomeness. Field camps are coming soon. Marsiling and Tekong here we come. Oh i love this commando song, i shall share with you guys.
"There's a place in Changi Point, home of the commandos;
Up where the red beret, singing with pride;
Silver wings upon our chests, show them we are the best;
Trained to fight by day and night, sharp ears and eagle eyes;
We'll jump from any height;
Commandos are ever strong, fight for right and not for wrong;
We are the loyal ones;
Silver wings upon our chest, show them we are the best"
Having said that i wanna get outta that shithole. Dying, halfway. Bleah.
"There's a place in Changi Point, home of the commandos;
Up where the red beret, singing with pride;
Silver wings upon our chests, show them we are the best;
Trained to fight by day and night, sharp ears and eagle eyes;
We'll jump from any height;
Commandos are ever strong, fight for right and not for wrong;
We are the loyal ones;
Silver wings upon our chest, show them we are the best"
Having said that i wanna get outta that shithole. Dying, halfway. Bleah.
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