Breathing Tekong air..

Have wanted to ramble about this for awhile now.. Well, the Tekong experience is coming to an end.. And I haven't told most people, if not all, that a part of me loves every second of Tekong life.. Let me put it straight, it's not the Army life, it's being able to be in Tekong basically.

If you haven't already known, my paternal family grew up in Tekong.. So does it paint the picture of what I am going to say already? Yeah, basically I sometimes imagine how my dad and aunts ran riot on the grassland, forests.. How they sit under night skies gazing at the stars, that are still above us every night now, but are outshone by the city lights of ours.. Yeah, so sometimes I enjoy myself there by trying to relive how my elders lived their lives there..

Anyway, it's one more week to POP.. Think I will miss my section mates. Great pals. If only it was for the whole NS, den I'm sure I'll serve the whole NS in joy. But, it's not the case, so I think I have to keep my fingers crossed and hope for the best for whatever comes my way..