Hello friends. Yesterday was my Passing Out Parade,
which is also my first step to the end of serving my nation.
So here's a post with a few photos of yesterday!



It's probably the first time I ever a threw something high up in the air,
hoping that I won't lose it.

Took a photo with the people who came;

My brother who put on the cap for me,



And my cousin who studies in Perth, who, since he was on holiday anyway,
decided to come refresh his Tekong Sergeant memories.



Also photos with:

My buddy; we call him "Helmet" cause his head
used to look like one.



Bunkmates,



Other fellow platoonmates,



Sergeant Jufri, a year younger than me, but i'd give him
all my respect cause he deserves nothing less.



Sergeant Leslie, whom never left me behind,
when I fell back from the platoon during the 24km.



and my last random photos with my platoonmates.







and lastly,



"P-O-P LOH!"

So here I am now, going through this "diediehavetoserve" phase of life. I'm really glad bmt's over,
and that I am equipped with "basic soldiering skills".
Best part of it is, my platoon sergeant said to me,
"POP is when the real shit happens!"
...okay

on a brighter note i'm going to bali this weekend! so here i go pack pack pack and travel :D

Goodnight friends!