It was a race of ??km, maybe 2.4. I remembered running through a stone path in some forest resembling Tekong. I rounded a bend, and saw the finish line at my house’s carpark. There was no one there, but I recalled seeing certain army personnel attending a funeral. They had an umbrella and jug formation patch, something that I had never seen before. The spectators probably didn’t expect race to end so quickly, and people streamed in. Despite coming in first, they screamed for RYLZ?! I rested in a telephone booth, and many others came in as well. I asked whether they passed and one didn’t seem to although most did. There was a long queue right outside where people were checking in. Just then, SAF people from the vintage parade came in wearing their uniform and all and wanted to take pictures with us. We squeezed in for selfies and also pretended to drive a car, which the guy made into some strange animation.
I recalled being in some Brunei-like environment where it was evening and the sky was darkening. We had finished training for that tiring day and our commanders were rushing us to leave that place before nightfall. Apparently it was 3km back, and a commander said ‘just walk only’ (lol..). I then went into some bunk where my helmet was, and was surprised that it had been taken apart (no netting, goggles and helmet band). Since there was no time to fix, I grabbed everything. Then, I realized I was stepping on a soccer ball that appeared mysteriously. I turned to see my senior commander chuckling at me while shaking his head?!!
I walked out of bunk and found myself in some house under a dawn sky. I perceived people holding something that was a mix between a small satellite and a gun and they were pointing at the sky. Soon, this giant airship appeared. It resembled a floating boat with a big red shelter in the middle. I remembered that we had air training (this is air training!?) before we had to take a ship to the US for some exercise. Thus we had to take the airship to the port. We reached port and proceeded to customs, and went through the process of emptying pockets of phones. I cleared cuistoms and saw my friend (ord boy) who wasn’t going wave goodbye. I walked up steps to the ship and could still see him at the window. All faded away after that.
All in all, being in army has screwed up even my dreams. Wtf was I thinking about in the first place?!