laughter

sometimes in camp, I seem to laugh for no reason.. especially when the going gets tough.. some look at me and wonder if the training's too tough and it's made me lost my mind.. others smile back and laugh with me. 

Laughter is a good way to cover up one's weakness, and hide pain.. I'm not saying I'm always in pain when I laugh.. cause sometimes I really do laugh for no reason, while deep inside my sub-conscience mind I'm probably thinking of some sick twisted humor. 

Then one day I was standing outside my bunk for stand-by-bed inspection.. As usual, we would fool around and challenge each other to do 'stunts' when ever the instructor goes into the other bunks and no one's watching us. I usually can't be bothered.. I'd just try to get some eye shut for a moment, stretch around, relax a little, sometimes sing to myself.. and laugh at some of the ridiculous things people do to get attention.. (yes there are attention seekers in my platoon) and so yea.. at one point I couldn't stop laughing.. damn bunk mate had to go squeeze my nipples to get a hold of me, and even then I was gasping to stop.

laughing makes people happy.. It made me happy. I also realized how it helped me remember the people outside.. I could picture you laughing right now, your face.. your smile.. and that could make me laugh more.

a smile or laugh could take just one second.. but the memory of it can last for an eternity..

I miss your smile. I miss your laughter even more. and whenever I laugh, I can see you laughing with me..

hooya.