back from the field

Back after 2 wks in the pseudo-wilderness that is field camp where i stayed in one remote area of tekong for 6 days and 5 nights neath the rubber trees and starry skies. cant write much here cos most of it is well.. classified.. and my wkends are worth much more than writing those stuff here. not worth the risk is it?

but really. field camp makes you see everyone clearer.. who is a true friend and who is just there cos he must be. and who is a true leader and who isnt. and sleeping alone in the shellscrape makes you think even more. with the all engulfing darkness and i was thinking abit about everything.. like how when you are young you fear the night and as you grow older, you love it more and more.. at first you hate its chilly night winds and the darkness it entails.. then when you become a young child.. you see the moon and think you finally got a friend, one who would follow you wherever you go without fail but you still fear those dark days when the moon is not around and the darkness overruns you again. And as you grow even older.. you begin to see the stars, not as bright as the moon but everpresent and providing a eternal light however dark the night might be. and then you find a star of your own and know that its always there for you no matter what happens for it will never extinguish before you do.

and also thought of what it mean to be a true leader. and is punishment really the way to strenghten us? they ask for high morale and discipline but does discipline means punishment for every small mistake made? and how could we have high morale when they degrade us at every instance possible.. shouting and scolding us at the top of their voices? and they punish us for being slow, but doesnt punishing us for 30mins or so makes us even later for the activities? dunno. just dun think its right for them to hurl vulgarities at us in every language imaginable.. whatever's happened to professionalism?

anyway... gtg..

till nxt time.