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Monday, April 04, 2005

slowly slowly..bit by bit, im starting to come to terms with the fact. Yes god has take the MAN away from us. He jus have to do it...

i cried on the bus while on my way to work in the morning. somehow images of him during BMT jus surfaced, partly bcoz i saw his POP pictures yesterday while i was at his place. Suddenly i remembered the time i saw him in tekong during the day of his Passing Out Parade & i decided to msg everyone & shared it with em. I know it was veri early in the morning but i jus have to share with the rest a piece of my memory.

I rember his POP was on 2nd Dec'04, a day earlier than mine. So as usual it was lunch time & i was with my platoon marching down to the cookhse. From a distance, i saw a familiar figure. i knew it was fhame, he was draggin his duffel bag. so i shouted out to him discreetly while i was marching, haha somehow my Sgt didnt heard me. well fhame turned & looked at me. he shouted back, "chee!!" & he punched his fist in the air & said "POP" b4 he bid me goodbye coz his fast craft is leaving.

inside my heart i was smiling, i knew hes some1 i can always count on.

beside his POP day, i will also catch glimpses of him durin lunch time, sometimes we will be at the cookhse at the same time & when ever tat happen i will pop by his table & say 'hi' or smetimes i will c his company marching round the parade square from my bunk window. from my window, i will try to spot him but it nt easily spoting mr BIG out of a company strength of BIG ppl. lolx

well after i sent out the msg to everyone, peifang replied me saying that she cried herself to sleep on sat & she dreamt of Fhame appearing in his usual berms & tees, pat her on the head & told her nt to cry. she believe fhame will always be watching over us.

i believe in that too..fhame will be watching over us. now everytime i look up in the sky, i noe fhame is there, lookin down on us.

shibby-less.....