Sunset Bay
The feeling of Hornet anti-toxin swayed around in my head as I made my way up Sunset Bay. I shouldn't be in this pathetic state but a combination of carelessness and fate resulted in the MO's decision to inject me with this intoxicating jab. I couldn't stay in the training shed, it was damaging to my experiential and morale, my PC knew it too. We (The sick pikachus) made our way up the hill to observe the fight.
It was the last morning of our camp. Sunset bay seemed to serene. My 'enemies' from Platoon 1 were in their fire trenches, almost just quiet. I mundanely swiped the line of ants off my sleeves and stood up to change my location. As I did, I looked to my South.
Sunset Bay (see photo below) is nicknamed so by the Soldiers (especially the Guards) as the view is beautiful during sunset. It overlooks the whole of the Northern Singapore, past the straits of Singapore and up to Johor. You see the Orange Setting Sun, the vague shape of the sea, the HDB houses in front of you. You see the lady in an apartment hanging out her laundry through your SAR scope. Then you see a few... maybe 2 children running along the corridor. You try to get a better view and clutch your rifle to get a clearer view then suddenly.... you realise that you just are seeing a scope lense. You see your rifle and your trench. You see your uniform and (your) mud. Then you see yourself and see where you are. So much for Sunset Bay.
I have been blogging so much about my army life and nothing else. I suppose that is the way how everything is my life has just been a sunset bay.
It was the last morning of our camp. Sunset bay seemed to serene. My 'enemies' from Platoon 1 were in their fire trenches, almost just quiet. I mundanely swiped the line of ants off my sleeves and stood up to change my location. As I did, I looked to my South.
Sunset Bay (see photo below) is nicknamed so by the Soldiers (especially the Guards) as the view is beautiful during sunset. It overlooks the whole of the Northern Singapore, past the straits of Singapore and up to Johor. You see the Orange Setting Sun, the vague shape of the sea, the HDB houses in front of you. You see the lady in an apartment hanging out her laundry through your SAR scope. Then you see a few... maybe 2 children running along the corridor. You try to get a better view and clutch your rifle to get a clearer view then suddenly.... you realise that you just are seeing a scope lense. You see your rifle and your trench. You see your uniform and (your) mud. Then you see yourself and see where you are. So much for Sunset Bay.
I have been blogging so much about my army life and nothing else. I suppose that is the way how everything is my life has just been a sunset bay.
posted by F I S at
7:49 pm
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