1 more day to ORD!

Today was the last time I stepped into my bunk. It was an emotional good-bye for me. The guys had duty today, so they wil not be there when I collect my pink IC tomorrow.

As I left the bunk, it felt as if it was too good to be true. Finally it is over. Finally. I remember the time my Platoon Sargeant in BMT always said,'Don't worry, eventually, all will end. Eventually.'

Two years and two months. Slips by without us all knowing.

I looked at my pals, and felt such a bond among us. A feeling of comaraderie that can only be forged through Sai Kang, night ops, PW cages and Station duties. I felt as if they understood me, and they truly meant well when they smiled with brilliance and bidded me farewell and all the best.
Friendships in the army are precious. Ones that you treasure. More so because these people suffered with you, laughed with you, shared the pain and the heartache, rejoiced and celebrated when things went our way.

In retrospect, all is happy and ideal. Yet, some of it has been stain with ugly characters. Hah. Well, not really in the mood to talk about them, for now.

Carried my bag, walk down the all too familiar staircase. Walked pass the canteen and breathed in the fragrant fried chicken from the Malay store. Looked back and looked up. 4-16, the number on my bunk door, a bunk full of vivid memories.

Stepped out of the guard house and onto civilian ground. I took a deep breath. One more day to pink IC.

The soil on my shoe, my soil - civilian soil.

"Once I had my 11B, now I have my pink IC. Hey hey hey ya!"