Thursday 19 March 2009
Ladies and gentleman i apologize for not posting for so long... was thinking bout how my greatest fear will affect me and alot bout my behaviour and physiological thoughts...
I just came back frm spec course and i seriously learn alot thr... i owe this all to my PC(platoon commander)Arthur and my APC(asst platoon commander) Aaroon... Wat i learnt is not bout drills or commands but to gain respect and show respect and how important TRUST really is...
Arthur sir taught me tat wateva rank or position u get is not important but respect... rank and position only notified others who u r and wat u r capable... respect is till most important... When i was in Platoon one i didnt really talk much to my platoon mates(weird isnt it???) ya really i didnt talk... but days past i noe tat if u dun talk to them interact with them the trust and respect izzt thr... simple things lik fall in we took too long. Why? i didnt trust my IC i didnt trust MY mates I dun wanna cooperate cause my aim was too be a high ranking cadet which means 2nd sgt and by doing so i need to be a gilak(Very on) person so dun talk la...
but then Arthur sir said... "ladies and gentleman listen up. U attend this course to be REAL SPECS not because of ranking. even ur ranking is high u dun get the respect no point! they wont trust u and wont listen to u but only look up to ur rank" then i suddenly remembered wat Johnathan sir said "make ppl respect u! not ur rank" then fine i noe wat i was suppose to do... back to room i started chatting with my mates suddenly i feel i was bonded with them, we share the same goals, dreams and jokes soon after we trusted each other they trusted wat i told them to do and i trusted them for wat they did and guess wat the whole platoon bonded... we kanna scolding together protect each other and respect each other with is a super nice feeling... Wat soo nice bout it is WE ARE ALL SAME RANK, FIGHTING FOR 2ND SGT YET WE TURNED TO FRIENDS AND EVENTUALLY ALL MY TRUST WAS IN THEM... And the last day we recorded all and i mean ALL the contacts of each other... YES I ADMIT WE MIGHT NOT BE THE BEST PLATOON BUT WE ARE PLATOON 1 AND THE STRONG PLATOON 1!!!
~now i understand how u feel~
My greatest fear is who i hate most and im afraid as in FUCKING SHIT ASS AFRAID!!! i really dun wan it to happened!!! if i really turn to him i will left alone...
We take sour sips from life's lush lips
And we shake, shake, shake the hips in relationships
Stomp out this disaster town
You'll put your eyes to the sun and say, "I know
you're only blinding to keep back what the clouds are hiding."
And we might've started singing just a little soon
We're throwing stones at a glass moon*
Whoa oh, we're so miserable and stunning
Whoa oh, love songs for the genuinely cunning, whoa-oh
We keep the beat with your blistered feet
And we bullet the words at the mockingbirds singing
Slept through the weekend and dreaming
Of sinking with the melody of the cliffs of eternity
Got postcards from my former selves saying: "How've you been?"
We might've said goodbyes just a little soon
(Stomp out this disaster town)
Robbing lips, kissing banks under this moon
Whoa oh, we're so miserable and stunning
Whoa oh, love songs for the genuinely cunning
Whoa oh, we're so miserable and stunning
Whoa oh, love songs for the genuinely cunning, ohh…
It was ice cream headaches and sweet avalanche
When the pearls in our shells got up to dance
You call me a bad tipper of the cradle
Tired yawns for fawns on hunter's lawns
We're the has-beens of husbands
Sharpening the knives of young wives
Take two years and call me when you're better
Take teardrops of mine, find yourself wetter
Whoa oh, we're so miserable and stunning
Whoa oh, love songs for the genuinely cunning
Whoa oh, we're so miserable and stunning
Whoa oh, love songs for the genuinely cunning
fall out boys - The Carpal Tunnel Of Love
