Those Were The Days We Had....

was chatting with justin.. somehow it dawn upon (once again) de difference bwt poly and n.s...

he was saying how he would grab his bag and run off when de clock strike 5.30pm...

for me? so long sgt major give a nod, i will rush up, change clothes and bookout... leaving all my army mates in de dust... sry, but booking out is de top most piority, de only day i will enjoy being in an army camp (note "enjoy") will most probably de de day b4 ORD....

think of de good times in sec and poly...

would always hang an hr or 2 after last lesson in sec sch to juz hang ard with friends, tok cock... or juz wait for frenx detention finish den go out tgt...

poly? more than willing to stay over until 9pm... he/she do his/her project.. i inject any help if needed, and surf my net, watch my utube, or listen to my music in de comp lab... chatting with frenz wouldn't hurt... in fact it became a home away from home that i dun mind staying till 9pm everyday..

now? not saying my army buddies ain't my frenz... but inside there... it's wake up -- survive -- sleep .. and continue... shielding, dodging and deflecting arrows as best as i could.... trying my very best not to screw up and get physical and mental abuse, or a further curfew to my alr very limited freedom...

we men endure our very best for 2 yrs (that includes u ASA!), and when we can tide over a *beep beep* system like this, we can tide thru everything!!

salute to all de NSF in green, blue, olive, white, whatever!