In a blink of the eye...

As cliche as it goes, it's hard to adequately describe the passing year, time passes fast and slow at times. From the start of NS, 2.5 years felt like a big bowl of shit that's so hard to swallow. 1 day was long enough. 1 week ? You get the whole company of recruits charging down the jetty to the fast craft, utterly eager to meet loved ones.
The route I took was weird and fortunate.
Having deviated from the normal stream flow to SISPEC and OCS, I ended up at Tengah as a Regimental Policeman. It turned out to be a nightmare for most of us at Tengah. It wasn't thaaaaaat bad after a few weeks when our punishments and training endowed us with 'curvaceous' arms and legs. Punishments were staple food, really.
I was blessed to be picked as a driver after training and entered driving school where it really worked my numbed brain of 5 months. It was quite a sad period, those whom I've aunt agonied to and bitched to would know. Getting the license was a ticket away from hell.
It's been about........ Nov....... April.... 5 months since I came back. As of today, I've reached the final rank of a slack soldier. Commemorating one year in the service. *salutes national flag*

Regards

CPL Huang.