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I haven't blogged in FOREVER. Everyone, I HAVE POPed!! =D -pause for nonexistent round of applause-
Sigh. Only six months of BMT and already I'm getting all retrospective and melancholic. Actually when I come to think about it, it's really been a journey of knowledge and growth.
There are so many things I've learnt from this half a year, and it really made me realise how sheltered my entire life has been. Not only about material comforts provided by the home I have, but also the entire environment I've been brought up in. My platoonmates are people who have no problem talking openly about sexual desires and fistfighting and smoking and other things that I've always been thought to think socially undesirable and thus unacceptable topics for open discussion. There is no such barrier in the world outside my too-well-educated (for the lack of a better term) world, and it was one thing I found extremely terrifying.
Of course, there are so many, so so many things that have come out of this intense (and very bizarre) BMT journey that doesn't involve guns or crawling or grenades or jungles.
1) The hardest task can be brought down with cooperation between any number of people
2) A warm smile will melt the exterior shells of even the toughest gangsters.
3) Help others not because you're told to, but because you want to.
4) Always keep the spirit up, no matter how exhausted you are. It comes a full circle and everyone is energized in the end.
It was tiring, it was mentally destabilizing, it was terrifying. But most of all, it was unforgettable.
And now I await my posting (omgomgomgomg), which will be released on Friday at 10am. Wish me luck in getting a NCU! =D
Sigh. Only six months of BMT and already I'm getting all retrospective and melancholic. Actually when I come to think about it, it's really been a journey of knowledge and growth.
There are so many things I've learnt from this half a year, and it really made me realise how sheltered my entire life has been. Not only about material comforts provided by the home I have, but also the entire environment I've been brought up in. My platoonmates are people who have no problem talking openly about sexual desires and fistfighting and smoking and other things that I've always been thought to think socially undesirable and thus unacceptable topics for open discussion. There is no such barrier in the world outside my too-well-educated (for the lack of a better term) world, and it was one thing I found extremely terrifying.
Of course, there are so many, so so many things that have come out of this intense (and very bizarre) BMT journey that doesn't involve guns or crawling or grenades or jungles.
1) The hardest task can be brought down with cooperation between any number of people
2) A warm smile will melt the exterior shells of even the toughest gangsters.
3) Help others not because you're told to, but because you want to.
4) Always keep the spirit up, no matter how exhausted you are. It comes a full circle and everyone is energized in the end.
It was tiring, it was mentally destabilizing, it was terrifying. But most of all, it was unforgettable.
And now I await my posting (omgomgomgomg), which will be released on Friday at 10am. Wish me luck in getting a NCU! =D