This is a relatively intensive week in BMT. We clear our SOC, our many many lessons of IMT, IPPT, BCCT(like crazy) and also had talks, dialogue, str training. Woohoo... really tired. U could feel the tight schedule when we had to rush for our meals, and also practice drills for POP. THe drill squad ppl were worse. They had arms drill many times. I felt like a dead log every night. Whole body aching. The Asian Aerospace thing resulted in halted sea movement, esp our fastcraft. The book out timing was changed to fri night, Which is the first time so far which we got to book out on fri! yay! but not for me.. I volunteered for guard duty on fri night. It was an uninformed decision, so i cant really blame myself for that. i just told myself to take it positively. Well, afterall i think its a good experience. At least u get to know what are the guards role and how they function. My experience as a guard was just like how i felt when i did guard duty in field camp. Patrolling and patrolling. Except the bmt route is much longer. And we have to carry a shield too.. i felt the burden after sometime... Other than that, it was a peaceful duty, albeit very tiring cos i did not get enough sleep. I told myself to be constantly alert for a turnout. It occured when i was coming back to guard room after completing my shift. I saw the other guards marching on the spot. I knew it was a turnout, and thought i was lucky to escape from that. The CSM was kind, and promised not to disturb as that night as long as we carry out our duties accordingly. my sgt also gave his word that as long as we fall in on time to report for our shifts, he would not do a turnout. Yep, that night wasnt as bad as what my sgt previously warned that he would at least have 2 turnouts. But i was really like zombie the next morning. Nevertheless, i didnt really regret my choice to volunteer as guard. At least i know i wont be chosen for guard duty during block leave unless i screw up my range :)
Another concern is my SOC. I failed to clear all obstacles. The swing trainer and the low rope. I didnt really expect myself to fail the low rope cos i managed to clear it last time round, albeit without my SBO. As for swing trainer, i think its a problem with my technique. I can do like 10 pull ups and i cant clear. My friend is a zero fighter and he clears it easily. haiz... i will not give up man... but i need to find areas to improve first. My IPPT results arent up to my expectations. I want a silver, but in the end i only managed to pass it. SBJ need another 4cm more. I want to retake, but it really depends if my PC allows. I am looking forward to the end of BMT. I still have my range and 24 km graduation march. On the day of POP, i hope to be able to feel the sense of pride and achievement. Ninja Ninja all the way, i like it here i like it here i've found myself a home a home a home sweet home "Bang!!!!"
February 25, 2006
February 19, 2006
NS Chapter 4: SIT Test Week
The anticipation of SIT test was already hectic. We had to repack our stuff, and also wash all our clothings in lieu of the upcoming 3D 2N camp. It first commenced with a 12km road march to our campsite. The weather was freaking hot. The heat was unbearable, making the march a torturous one. Upon reaching the campsite, we pitched our bashas again as usual, but now in our own detail level. Ironically, we were able to pitch it quite fast as compared to the field camp, considering the fact that those other detail mates were new to me. We cooperated pretty well i would say. Then afterwhich it was dinner and rest. The SIT test itself was the second day. The scorching sun made our second day very "xiong" It was really like bbqing yourself. I felt thirsty almost every moment. We went to different stations for sit test, each station requiring us to accomplish a mission. We doubled from station to station, and this made us tired very quickly. There were a total of 6 stations. We were glad to be able to finish it around 2 pm. Oh ya, not to forget the 4km fast march before the sit test itself. That was really SHAG!!! My whole body is like aching, especially the blister on my left toe. I told myself to endure and not think of the pain. Yep, subsequently after we completed our 6 stations, we got to rest in the afternoon, albeit spending most of the time cleaning our rifles,lol. The third day of sit test ended up the same way as 2nd day. We had a 2km fast march in the morning instead of 4km. After the end of the SIT test, we took the tunnel back to company! How elated we were! It marked the end of our outfield training! No more living in bashas, shell scrape!! haha..
The rest of the week was bad for me too. The blister i sustained during the SIT test worsened. I went to see the MO and to my subsequent dismay, i was awarded 5 days of excused footwear. Though having the privilege of wearing slippers and admin uniform everytime, i was robbed of my right to attend all training. I missed SOC, Ippt, 16km road march. All these made me felt slightly depressed and guilty. I really wanted to go for these activities. Partly because i want to raise my fitness, and most importantly i want to go through it with my platoon mates. This was one of the occasions in my BMT that i really felt the platoon spirit. I felt proud of them after they marched back to company line at night, completing their 16km march. Also felt a little nostalgic. Bleahz, anyway, i got over it as soon as the weekend arrived. My section mates comforted me. We would still get to do the 24km graduation march together.
I wouldnt forget this particular sat. OC confined us for not doing our area cleaning well. We were all hot headed initially upon hearing that, and more so when we realised that all our plans for sat were disrupted. But somehow we soon got to ease with the reality of staying back on sat. In fact, i personally didnt feel very bad on sat itself. I believe it was because everyone was staying behind too. We cleaned our own stores as well as the company's one. It was really thorough. Then at night, everyone got free time. We were allowed to play soccer and bball. haha... i chose to rest, partly due to my blister too. Anyway, we booked out that sun morning 0700. And also booked in that night. =)
The rest of the week was bad for me too. The blister i sustained during the SIT test worsened. I went to see the MO and to my subsequent dismay, i was awarded 5 days of excused footwear. Though having the privilege of wearing slippers and admin uniform everytime, i was robbed of my right to attend all training. I missed SOC, Ippt, 16km road march. All these made me felt slightly depressed and guilty. I really wanted to go for these activities. Partly because i want to raise my fitness, and most importantly i want to go through it with my platoon mates. This was one of the occasions in my BMT that i really felt the platoon spirit. I felt proud of them after they marched back to company line at night, completing their 16km march. Also felt a little nostalgic. Bleahz, anyway, i got over it as soon as the weekend arrived. My section mates comforted me. We would still get to do the 24km graduation march together.
I wouldnt forget this particular sat. OC confined us for not doing our area cleaning well. We were all hot headed initially upon hearing that, and more so when we realised that all our plans for sat were disrupted. But somehow we soon got to ease with the reality of staying back on sat. In fact, i personally didnt feel very bad on sat itself. I believe it was because everyone was staying behind too. We cleaned our own stores as well as the company's one. It was really thorough. Then at night, everyone got free time. We were allowed to play soccer and bball. haha... i chose to rest, partly due to my blister too. Anyway, we booked out that sun morning 0700. And also booked in that night. =)
February 12, 2006
NS Chapter 3: Ninja Field Camp
My 7 days field camp spanned from 4th Feb to 11th Feb. It's quite a unique and memorable experience i would say. Before the start of it, everyone was already mentally prepared for a tough field camp. We were told by our commanders that Ninja field camp would be different from other companies. It was really up to us to feel it and go through the field camp. And so i went....
Our first day started off with an 8km route march from company line to our first camp site: reclaimed land. I would say that this was the most hated campsite after going through the whole field camp. Its really very muddy and they are lots of insects and small animals. Centipede bites were common. To add to the woes, it rained upon reaching the campsite and we were already wet before pitching our bashas. Pitching of bashas were really a headache to us. The alignment of bashas caused alot of problems. Standardization across the entire platoon wasted quite alot of time. We had 20 minutes to build it, and obviously we didn't beat the timing. They started to tekan us ( oops they call it development) We had totear down our bashas and fall in in FBO (full battle order). These happened repeatedly and it was really draining. Pushups prevail.. I would say the whole afternoon was spent like that. But following the low morale of our platoon, the OC allowed us to cook magie mee using our mess tins for dinner. It sort of lifted our morale by a little as compared to eating the much dreaded combat rations. Night was falling, and pitch darkness soon descended. At night, movement is really slow. We cant really make out our way, and had to use torchlights. however, we are supposed to be tactical too, which means we cant shine our torch light so blatantly. we could only shine it at one instant to look at where we are heading and had to switch it off immediately. Also we had to use the red lens which was black taped to leave just a small square in the middle of the circular red lens. This again is for tactical reason. Our commanders told us they wont want to see Deepavali ( Festival of Lights) meaning that everyone shown their torchlights everywhere. Time seems to fly at night, probably because of the slow movement. We had our first powder bath that night. Its quite an interesting experience. We all fall in in half section level, and started stripping, leaving only our underwears on. Then we started to sprinkle powder everywhere on our body. We helped each other powder our backs. We had to let the commanders check our body after we finished, so we felt the pressure to make sure our body had sufficient powder. I recalled having to do pushups too because some of us didn't pass the inspection,lol. Powder bath can be said to be a relaxing time after a hard day. There was also a procedure called "check clear" during the inspection of our powder bath. When the commander told us to check clear, we had to snap our briefs to witness the smoke caused by the powder in our groin area. Thats to ensure we had powder bath our "private parts". Quite humourous really, cause one blur person in our platoon literally held his rifle and check clear!! Another thing was our Camou. We had to camou on and off repeatedly for failing to execute it to perfection. They wanted to see us helping each other. We had a time frame of one minute to put on our green and black camou. Quite short, but can be done if we helped each other. The feeling of rubbing away our camou and putting it on again is unpalatable, but its part and parcel of training. Used to it i would say, just that camou creams are expensive and ya it is really wasteful... haha.
Our second campsite was at an oil palm plantation. We marched 4km from reclaimed land to oil palm. Upon reaching there, we had IFC training. Fire control movement. There were lectures by commanders. Pitching of bashas again. Similarly disastrous. Its the terrain that makes it difficult to align. Trees werent straight. We had problems again. Oh and i got guard duty on that day. Haiz, i went upfront to refill water bottles without bringing my "wife" along ( rifle lor) I lost my ID tag too.. That culminated to a guard duty. I rmb my guard duty was at 12pm to 2am. That day was basically rainy. We carried lightsticks and patrolled the campsites. Some guard duty personnel did sentry duty. Sentry pp just need to sit down. at the commanders tentage. we rotated our duties so as not to get bored. Yea of course he next day we were very tired after getting insufficient sleep. But throughout the entire field camp i didn't got enough rest. I woke up almost every hour of my sleep. We had to ensure that our rifles were properly secured to us during our sleep so as not to get stunned my commanders. I guess its probably a sub conscious instinct that made me wake up almost every our to check on my rifle. I didn't detest guard duty, instead i regarded it as a unique experience. I thought that would be part and parcel of field camp.
Third day was still at oil palm. Not much recollections on it.4th Day was our technical break. We had FCO movement in section level. Our sec com gave us alot of pressure, keep on scolding and yelling at us, making us feel like idiots. One of my section mates broke into tears... anyway, he did feel better after the whole event. We were all looking forward to our technical break which was on the Fourth day. They promised half a day not to touch us. We would have a time to bath and change into new uniform. But before that, we had to leopard crawl and back crawl in the mud. The commanders said since we would get to bath after that, it doesnt matter if we get dirty now. The rationale for doing these crawling is training us for BIC(Battle Innoculation Course). Haha, whatever.... our green uniform became totally brown. Our SBO was totally immersed in mud. Really Really uncomfortable. Well, the fact that we would get to bath had got us in pretty high spirits. haha, so we actually did the crawling quite willingly... We were very much refreshed after the bath. And the best thing was we had our first meal of fresh rations from the cookhouse. Its really tasty as compared to the combat rations that we had eaten for the past few days. what chicken pontay rice, oriental seafood noodle,glutinous rice,pasta.... etc... all cmi.... really sux... We really appreciate the cookhouse food now after so many days of combat ration. After our lunch, we started our rifle cleaning. Needless to say, our time were burnt cleaning rifles, and our so called technical break came to an end quickly. Dusk arrived swiftly... And life was back to darkness...
On the Fifth day of field camp, we proceeded to our last campsite at permatang,a rubber plantation. We marched 8km there, fortunately only with our SBO. We were greeted by the sea breeze upon reaching there. The strong sea breeze sent tree branches swaying to a large degree, and we were all refreshed by the breeze. Of course we were worried abt pitching our bashas in the strong wind, but to our relief we manage to did it the second time. (after being tekkaned the first time) 17 minutes were all the time we took... lol our best record time :p There was a hill behind us, so it was uphill all the way. From the first instance i saw such terrrain, i could almost immediately visualise the type of punishment they could make us do. And they did. As usual, we went for training in the jungle areas again, with all our immediate assault drills, fire movement to the rear, FCO, arti drills,sniper drills... lol i hate arti drills... its really crazy... running like mad. Its worse if they was a casualty. I rmb i was chosen as casualty during the sniper drill.. They had difficulty carrying me back. Luckily it was only for a short distance when the commander changed it to an arti drill and recovered me. But it was no better too.. it was an arti drill!!! so its sheer sprinting till your lungs burst. That night, it was weird. The RO was that we had to fall in by 0700 the next morning, which was quite unusual because the usual fall in timing was 0630. They claimed that we had nothing much the next day, so they gave us more time to rest. We were elated upon hearing that, but was instantly dismayed and shocked when a turnout occured the next day 0600 hrs. Commanders threw thunderflash everyway, and it continued for some time. blank shots were also fired. It was a simulation for wartime.. I was taken aback, and at the same time at a loss of what to do. We werent briefed on such occasions, but after some time i regained my consciousness and began to wore my helmet and SBO, getting ready to fall in. It was after quite some time that i saw my buddy tearing down my basha that i realised that we had to fall in in full battle order. EVERYTHING. As fast as we could, but still facing the constraint of pitch darkness, we tried to hurry. Many ppl havent packed their items in their field packs yet, and as a result they had some items missing when they fall in that morning. It was just pandemonium. Of course "development" ensued. Carried on for one hour or so.
Sixth day: After the turnout, we had breakfast, and then started building our shell scrape. The whole day was basically spent digging. The weather was kind initially, pouring sufficiently to loosen the soil for us, but not so when we eventually finished digging. It was raining cats and dogs. We were very glad that we did not sleep in our shell scrape that night. We were relocated to sispec grounds due to the rain. It was already like 12 when we arrived at sispec. One of the highlights of the day was when we got to eat fresh rations from cookhouse for dinner. Guess what? its western food :) It was raining then, and platoon by platoon we gathered in the admin tent for dinner. OC rushed us, cos there were still others who havent eat, and besides we have to relocate quickly. But nevertheless it was an enjoyable meal. We slept at sispec area, preparing for the final day of field camp. Our morale was more or less close to high.
Seventh Day: That morning we had some GST again.. but this time we only aimed to clear our rounds. haha... we ate in a training shed at sispec, then proceed towards BIC grounds. It was drizzling and we were waiting darn long. Apparently most of us dozed off. We camou our face with a letter N representing ninja instead of the usual 3 stripes. It was a long wait before we eagerly set off for leopard crawling and back crawling. haha... it was not that tough as compared to our previous "rehearsals" It was less muddy too, more sand i would say. Anyway, we were in very high spirits after that. It was really like "CHIONG AR!!" Go back company line.. We boarded the tunnel back. A home sweet home man! We henta kaki.. we took a photo with our commanders, wanted to hug them. They threatened us in a humourous way, gave us pushups, but we nv yielded...lol.. but we only managed to hug one of our commanders. Our sec com actually... haha... he wasnt that reluctant afterall, nv run away immediately after phototaking...
So that pretty much completed my journey abt field camp. It was really meaningful and memorable. Learnt about surviving outfield independently. Personal accountability. Taking care of ur friends and ur stores. All these are impt lessons which i gathered. I appreciated other stuff better, for eg the food, the living conditions in bunk, and my home, my family, my personal free time. Its a good experience, and i am proud to say that i survived ninja field camp!
Our first day started off with an 8km route march from company line to our first camp site: reclaimed land. I would say that this was the most hated campsite after going through the whole field camp. Its really very muddy and they are lots of insects and small animals. Centipede bites were common. To add to the woes, it rained upon reaching the campsite and we were already wet before pitching our bashas. Pitching of bashas were really a headache to us. The alignment of bashas caused alot of problems. Standardization across the entire platoon wasted quite alot of time. We had 20 minutes to build it, and obviously we didn't beat the timing. They started to tekan us ( oops they call it development) We had totear down our bashas and fall in in FBO (full battle order). These happened repeatedly and it was really draining. Pushups prevail.. I would say the whole afternoon was spent like that. But following the low morale of our platoon, the OC allowed us to cook magie mee using our mess tins for dinner. It sort of lifted our morale by a little as compared to eating the much dreaded combat rations. Night was falling, and pitch darkness soon descended. At night, movement is really slow. We cant really make out our way, and had to use torchlights. however, we are supposed to be tactical too, which means we cant shine our torch light so blatantly. we could only shine it at one instant to look at where we are heading and had to switch it off immediately. Also we had to use the red lens which was black taped to leave just a small square in the middle of the circular red lens. This again is for tactical reason. Our commanders told us they wont want to see Deepavali ( Festival of Lights) meaning that everyone shown their torchlights everywhere. Time seems to fly at night, probably because of the slow movement. We had our first powder bath that night. Its quite an interesting experience. We all fall in in half section level, and started stripping, leaving only our underwears on. Then we started to sprinkle powder everywhere on our body. We helped each other powder our backs. We had to let the commanders check our body after we finished, so we felt the pressure to make sure our body had sufficient powder. I recalled having to do pushups too because some of us didn't pass the inspection,lol. Powder bath can be said to be a relaxing time after a hard day. There was also a procedure called "check clear" during the inspection of our powder bath. When the commander told us to check clear, we had to snap our briefs to witness the smoke caused by the powder in our groin area. Thats to ensure we had powder bath our "private parts". Quite humourous really, cause one blur person in our platoon literally held his rifle and check clear!! Another thing was our Camou. We had to camou on and off repeatedly for failing to execute it to perfection. They wanted to see us helping each other. We had a time frame of one minute to put on our green and black camou. Quite short, but can be done if we helped each other. The feeling of rubbing away our camou and putting it on again is unpalatable, but its part and parcel of training. Used to it i would say, just that camou creams are expensive and ya it is really wasteful... haha.
Our second campsite was at an oil palm plantation. We marched 4km from reclaimed land to oil palm. Upon reaching there, we had IFC training. Fire control movement. There were lectures by commanders. Pitching of bashas again. Similarly disastrous. Its the terrain that makes it difficult to align. Trees werent straight. We had problems again. Oh and i got guard duty on that day. Haiz, i went upfront to refill water bottles without bringing my "wife" along ( rifle lor) I lost my ID tag too.. That culminated to a guard duty. I rmb my guard duty was at 12pm to 2am. That day was basically rainy. We carried lightsticks and patrolled the campsites. Some guard duty personnel did sentry duty. Sentry pp just need to sit down. at the commanders tentage. we rotated our duties so as not to get bored. Yea of course he next day we were very tired after getting insufficient sleep. But throughout the entire field camp i didn't got enough rest. I woke up almost every hour of my sleep. We had to ensure that our rifles were properly secured to us during our sleep so as not to get stunned my commanders. I guess its probably a sub conscious instinct that made me wake up almost every our to check on my rifle. I didn't detest guard duty, instead i regarded it as a unique experience. I thought that would be part and parcel of field camp.
Third day was still at oil palm. Not much recollections on it.4th Day was our technical break. We had FCO movement in section level. Our sec com gave us alot of pressure, keep on scolding and yelling at us, making us feel like idiots. One of my section mates broke into tears... anyway, he did feel better after the whole event. We were all looking forward to our technical break which was on the Fourth day. They promised half a day not to touch us. We would have a time to bath and change into new uniform. But before that, we had to leopard crawl and back crawl in the mud. The commanders said since we would get to bath after that, it doesnt matter if we get dirty now. The rationale for doing these crawling is training us for BIC(Battle Innoculation Course). Haha, whatever.... our green uniform became totally brown. Our SBO was totally immersed in mud. Really Really uncomfortable. Well, the fact that we would get to bath had got us in pretty high spirits. haha, so we actually did the crawling quite willingly... We were very much refreshed after the bath. And the best thing was we had our first meal of fresh rations from the cookhouse. Its really tasty as compared to the combat rations that we had eaten for the past few days. what chicken pontay rice, oriental seafood noodle,glutinous rice,pasta.... etc... all cmi.... really sux... We really appreciate the cookhouse food now after so many days of combat ration. After our lunch, we started our rifle cleaning. Needless to say, our time were burnt cleaning rifles, and our so called technical break came to an end quickly. Dusk arrived swiftly... And life was back to darkness...
On the Fifth day of field camp, we proceeded to our last campsite at permatang,a rubber plantation. We marched 8km there, fortunately only with our SBO. We were greeted by the sea breeze upon reaching there. The strong sea breeze sent tree branches swaying to a large degree, and we were all refreshed by the breeze. Of course we were worried abt pitching our bashas in the strong wind, but to our relief we manage to did it the second time. (after being tekkaned the first time) 17 minutes were all the time we took... lol our best record time :p There was a hill behind us, so it was uphill all the way. From the first instance i saw such terrrain, i could almost immediately visualise the type of punishment they could make us do. And they did. As usual, we went for training in the jungle areas again, with all our immediate assault drills, fire movement to the rear, FCO, arti drills,sniper drills... lol i hate arti drills... its really crazy... running like mad. Its worse if they was a casualty. I rmb i was chosen as casualty during the sniper drill.. They had difficulty carrying me back. Luckily it was only for a short distance when the commander changed it to an arti drill and recovered me. But it was no better too.. it was an arti drill!!! so its sheer sprinting till your lungs burst. That night, it was weird. The RO was that we had to fall in by 0700 the next morning, which was quite unusual because the usual fall in timing was 0630. They claimed that we had nothing much the next day, so they gave us more time to rest. We were elated upon hearing that, but was instantly dismayed and shocked when a turnout occured the next day 0600 hrs. Commanders threw thunderflash everyway, and it continued for some time. blank shots were also fired. It was a simulation for wartime.. I was taken aback, and at the same time at a loss of what to do. We werent briefed on such occasions, but after some time i regained my consciousness and began to wore my helmet and SBO, getting ready to fall in. It was after quite some time that i saw my buddy tearing down my basha that i realised that we had to fall in in full battle order. EVERYTHING. As fast as we could, but still facing the constraint of pitch darkness, we tried to hurry. Many ppl havent packed their items in their field packs yet, and as a result they had some items missing when they fall in that morning. It was just pandemonium. Of course "development" ensued. Carried on for one hour or so.
Sixth day: After the turnout, we had breakfast, and then started building our shell scrape. The whole day was basically spent digging. The weather was kind initially, pouring sufficiently to loosen the soil for us, but not so when we eventually finished digging. It was raining cats and dogs. We were very glad that we did not sleep in our shell scrape that night. We were relocated to sispec grounds due to the rain. It was already like 12 when we arrived at sispec. One of the highlights of the day was when we got to eat fresh rations from cookhouse for dinner. Guess what? its western food :) It was raining then, and platoon by platoon we gathered in the admin tent for dinner. OC rushed us, cos there were still others who havent eat, and besides we have to relocate quickly. But nevertheless it was an enjoyable meal. We slept at sispec area, preparing for the final day of field camp. Our morale was more or less close to high.
Seventh Day: That morning we had some GST again.. but this time we only aimed to clear our rounds. haha... we ate in a training shed at sispec, then proceed towards BIC grounds. It was drizzling and we were waiting darn long. Apparently most of us dozed off. We camou our face with a letter N representing ninja instead of the usual 3 stripes. It was a long wait before we eagerly set off for leopard crawling and back crawling. haha... it was not that tough as compared to our previous "rehearsals" It was less muddy too, more sand i would say. Anyway, we were in very high spirits after that. It was really like "CHIONG AR!!" Go back company line.. We boarded the tunnel back. A home sweet home man! We henta kaki.. we took a photo with our commanders, wanted to hug them. They threatened us in a humourous way, gave us pushups, but we nv yielded...lol.. but we only managed to hug one of our commanders. Our sec com actually... haha... he wasnt that reluctant afterall, nv run away immediately after phototaking...
So that pretty much completed my journey abt field camp. It was really meaningful and memorable. Learnt about surviving outfield independently. Personal accountability. Taking care of ur friends and ur stores. All these are impt lessons which i gathered. I appreciated other stuff better, for eg the food, the living conditions in bunk, and my home, my family, my personal free time. Its a good experience, and i am proud to say that i survived ninja field camp!
February 01, 2006
CNY 2006
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I thought i should just write something abt my CNY this year. Quite different from past years, in the sense that i feel alot different I feel more relaxed, treating it as a well deserved break after a good 3 weeks of in camp training, and also a period of recuperation to prepare for the tough field camp ahead.
Day 1: Visits were made to both my paternal and my maternal side. I went to my paternal side first, then to maternal one. Its just nearby, didnt need to travel lots :) Subsequently, we had various house visitings... all from my maternal side.. Its a tradition that we go from house to house... Yep thats all for the day.
Day 2: A short visit to my paternal side. Then another visit to my grandma's brother place.... haha.. late till 11 plus...
Day 3: Went to danny's house!!! played mahjong, talk cock, and finally ate dinner.Above is the picture of us together on danny's house sofa :)
Day 4: today... morning went to see doctor...sore throat, cough and all those nonsense. Bad day.....
Tmr: book in le.... how to say, will be busy preparing ...haha...
Shall cya the next time, hopefully the following week. There'll be lots to share and tell :p
January 30, 2006
04S15 SDD Class Photo
Class photo
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The beginning of an end. Part we must, but hope our friendships will last
January 29, 2006
NS Chapter 2: CNY Break ( first non confinement week)
This is our first long breeak... next book in thurs night 1955 hours :) training this week has been slightly tougher as compared to the previous week... but no prob, since everyone's doing it together. Till this point of time i would say that what my OC says is very true: Mind over body. One's endurance hinges on mental strength. Different ppl have different degrees of endurance. Thats what makes a mentally strong person outstanding. I guess i shld be able to grasp this idea by now. Conquer the tiredness. Using ur brain. Its not easy. Its difficult to put aside the pain or weariness on one's body, cos its directly impacting on u. But its the inner strength which is more powerful, yet entrenched more deeply and elusive. Its really hard to tell urself to be metally strong, unless u are one who's really capable of drawing the inner strength by ur own unique way. Thats what i believe. I'm still in the process of finding the magic formula.. What i call the EAST: Endure and survive technique. Brain playing tricks on u... one's brain can perform miracles.. wonders... its up to us.
SOC: My first lesson was ok.. an eye opener i would say. 11 obstacles and runs both before and after clearing the obstacle. Second lesson. I had problem with the swing trainer, or the monkey bar for laymen language. the bars are thicker, wider spaced apart. I didnt clear that obstacle, i am really disappointed. I believe its my technique. i can do more pull ups than a couple of my section mates, and yet i couldnt clear the obstacle while they can. Many of us had severe blisters on our hands. We persevered. We kept trying despite our blisters, some even had blood. OC told us to be strong. As he said :
Pain is temporary, it reminds u that u are alive
It may sound a little extreme, but its really a phrase said remarkably well. then approaching the end of the lesson OC wanted us to form 3 rows... and clear the obstacles we learnt before. We were reluctant. Cos of the pain and everything. But we did it eventually. the last row to complete was punished by OC... but eventually the whole company volunteered to do with us. Copany spirit. It was a memorable moment. We did 50 pushups in total, in various styles. I liked the spirit. OC was slightly contented from his expression. True enough, when we approached the last activity og the day strength training, OC cut short our last excercise. Delighted as we were, OC explained the rationale. He likes to say: soldiers, u want to do things your own way or my way? do it once, do it well. When u do things my way, u wont like it, understand anot? understand anot? understand anot, understand anot.................... and he keeps making us reply...... yep, i sort of digressed a little, but what i meant was that we shld always have the company spirit. We shld always move like lightning, shout like thunder. train with alot of effort. Show determination. That was what he meant my OUR WAY. That small little gesture by OC sort of lifted our morale my a little. That way the training was already back to back... so it was a huge relief when we were given free time to recuperate after that.woo hoo...
Development: tough training always hailed as development. We did alot of pushups. But we all did it in the light of training, the attitude displayed wasnt totally reluctant, not indifferent. Some of us took it in a positive light. Record breaking man, i remembered we did like 300 to 400 pushups in one particular day. It sounds scary, but good training. U feel great after that. really. sense of achievement. I like a particular quote my OC said:
Pride is inversely proportional to morale
Very true indeed. I believe i will feel it the most during my upcoming field camp which will be tough as what the commanders say. They want to break us down. Its the time where we can see who our true friends are. It will be a good experience in retrospect. No one in his right mind would look forward to tough treatment. But i will try to remain optimistic. After everything, our pride will be high. We will lift up our heads. "Ninja,Ninja all the way... we like it here we like it here we found ourselves a home a home sweet home. "
Happy New Year to one and All. I wish everyone a prosperous and smooth year ahead. Look forward to the new year! :)
SOC: My first lesson was ok.. an eye opener i would say. 11 obstacles and runs both before and after clearing the obstacle. Second lesson. I had problem with the swing trainer, or the monkey bar for laymen language. the bars are thicker, wider spaced apart. I didnt clear that obstacle, i am really disappointed. I believe its my technique. i can do more pull ups than a couple of my section mates, and yet i couldnt clear the obstacle while they can. Many of us had severe blisters on our hands. We persevered. We kept trying despite our blisters, some even had blood. OC told us to be strong. As he said :
Pain is temporary, it reminds u that u are alive
It may sound a little extreme, but its really a phrase said remarkably well. then approaching the end of the lesson OC wanted us to form 3 rows... and clear the obstacles we learnt before. We were reluctant. Cos of the pain and everything. But we did it eventually. the last row to complete was punished by OC... but eventually the whole company volunteered to do with us. Copany spirit. It was a memorable moment. We did 50 pushups in total, in various styles. I liked the spirit. OC was slightly contented from his expression. True enough, when we approached the last activity og the day strength training, OC cut short our last excercise. Delighted as we were, OC explained the rationale. He likes to say: soldiers, u want to do things your own way or my way? do it once, do it well. When u do things my way, u wont like it, understand anot? understand anot? understand anot, understand anot.................... and he keeps making us reply...... yep, i sort of digressed a little, but what i meant was that we shld always have the company spirit. We shld always move like lightning, shout like thunder. train with alot of effort. Show determination. That was what he meant my OUR WAY. That small little gesture by OC sort of lifted our morale my a little. That way the training was already back to back... so it was a huge relief when we were given free time to recuperate after that.woo hoo...
Development: tough training always hailed as development. We did alot of pushups. But we all did it in the light of training, the attitude displayed wasnt totally reluctant, not indifferent. Some of us took it in a positive light. Record breaking man, i remembered we did like 300 to 400 pushups in one particular day. It sounds scary, but good training. U feel great after that. really. sense of achievement. I like a particular quote my OC said:
Pride is inversely proportional to morale
Very true indeed. I believe i will feel it the most during my upcoming field camp which will be tough as what the commanders say. They want to break us down. Its the time where we can see who our true friends are. It will be a good experience in retrospect. No one in his right mind would look forward to tough treatment. But i will try to remain optimistic. After everything, our pride will be high. We will lift up our heads. "Ninja,Ninja all the way... we like it here we like it here we found ourselves a home a home sweet home. "
Happy New Year to one and All. I wish everyone a prosperous and smooth year ahead. Look forward to the new year! :)
January 22, 2006
NS Chapter 1: Confinement period
woah... 2 weeks has passed by.. Its my 2nd time booking out already, all thanks to hari raya haji. well this 2 weeks of ns has given me a taste of what the next 2 yrs of my life would be, or if not tougher than this. This 2 weeks of adjustment period has introduced me to a totally different environment. A more regimental, disciplined and effective way of life. the ppl there love vulgarities apparently, and use them quite frivolously... as conviniently as a comma or a full stop. Some commanders employ vulgarities in a hilarious way, making it sound comical. But i can assure u that the spouting of vulgarities during serious scoldings are harsh and intimidating. I am in ninja company, dubbed as one of the more "xiong" companies. The sergeants admitted it themselves. My sergeant told me that if we do not hate them, that means that they have failed in their duties. They also said that the best form of welfare is tough training itself. Every new recruit would shudder upon hearing that, especially when they havent get accustomed to life in the army. As compared to the what other companies told their recruits that a happy company is a good company, being in ninja is indefinitely a stark contrast to recruits from other companies. the oc is commando officer. He often quotes: The world is cruel, men are selfish. He doesnt want us to show that this slogan is true. And if we do... the world is cruel will turn true. And it means that hell would be unleashed. He hates ppl dragging their boots. And i mean it. Just because one person dragged his boots, we got the latest book out timing and earliest book in timing. He's a very on the ball commander.... comes for every training... be it strength training or even our route march. We hate his presence, cos its like a country on high alert. Every movement not done well or too slow.. he will be shouting at us, or even punishing us. Its like some big shot clamping down on ur neck. and u are like treading on dangererous grounds every now and then with him around.
We are supposed to have 7 hrs of sleep. Reality is always different. 6 hours at most. Very little time to do personal admin. haiz... need to do laundry, bath and prepare for next day. Really tired, but must get use to it.Thats what the 2 weeks for.... i really dunno what's the full fledged training like.. It'll be after tonight when i book in.........
Cya for now :)
We are supposed to have 7 hrs of sleep. Reality is always different. 6 hours at most. Very little time to do personal admin. haiz... need to do laundry, bath and prepare for next day. Really tired, but must get use to it.Thats what the 2 weeks for.... i really dunno what's the full fledged training like.. It'll be after tonight when i book in.........
Cya for now :)
January 03, 2006
3rd Jan 2006: 2 Days to NS
Orientation 1 started today in vj, not for me of course.. IT was really fun to see year ones entering vj and starting their new life in vj! It is always the same transformation: Puzzled when first come in, to enthralled when learnt of the new vj culture, then to fun when they finally got acclimatised to the environment in vj. At least i have gone through the whole experience, and i have enjoyed it thoroughly, especially in choir. I went to school in the morning, then to calvin's house in the afternoon, with eugene... It was our usual 228 again... ( fifa) 228 was enjoyable...we created our own tournament named "Lautenia Cup" (derived from laut-nya) haha... We all decided to choose teams with equal strengths each. I chose Charlton, eugene chose Boca Juniors, while calvin chose Auxerre.. Oh and sad to say, i was knocked out by Benfica... haha.. oh well, i wasnt that good as eugene and calvin... Eugene managed to beat a 5 Star team Lyon en route to finals... And of course calvin was the only worthy opponent in the finals... so ya.. in the end.. Auxerre vs Boca Juniors.. haha... And it was really an exciting match!! 1-1 was the score after end of second half..the match went to extra time...during the 117th minute, eugene scored the decisive goal.. And yes! Victory is sweet! Boca Juniors won the Lautenia Cup...! :P
lol, sorry to bore u all with the minute details.. It was really a whole afternoon affair, so i thought writing it down is worth it...haha
Evening: Tealight session with Vj choir. Concourse @ VJ. Moment to rmb.2 yrs of singing.. a lifetime of legacy. I was very impressed by Joshua's speech. He critically analysed our problems in a very succinct way.. The clique thing..Let me give u my thoughts on it :) Cliques do exist in the first place because the "frequency" among different ppl are different. From the first day of sch when we start to mix around already, the background of ppl do influence the choice of friends they like to hang out with.. Sec schs for example. However, the lack of willingness to hang around with other schs may largely be due to different interests.. different mentalities, and different habits.. Differences in character and behaviour, makes conditions unfavourable for stronger bonds to be formed among 2 different groups of ppl. hence, the cliques will remain. I personally dont feel that it is wrong to have cliques, for it is ridiculous to demand that we always go out in one very large group.. it is not plausible in all instances. Small groups would be inevitably present. and as i said, these groups would be instinctively be formed by grouping ppl with similar interests, mentality or rather "frequency". The idea of one big united Vj family cannot be discarded or belittled however. It is nevertheless crucial to stand together as one. I remembered in Bremen olympics 2004, august once said that we are the vj choir. And each and everyone of us has the name vj choir. We are all equal, and share a common identity. We are 1 choir.And no man is an island. That was the idea of unity. The idea of sticking together, the idea of putting in our best for the sake of ourselves, and for the brand of vj choir. We cannot afford to see ourselves as individuals, for we are invariably entangled in a tight meshwork-- the vj choir. We sing not for ourselves, but for the choir. By improving our standards, we are consistently adding credits to vj choir. By winning competitions, we earn the honour for the choir. We must be proud of it, for we are the vj choir. All these words may seem long... but unfortunately not all ppl (even yr 3s) have lived by it. I am not blaming anyone here.. but just felt that we could have been better. Well, life is not always the way we desire. I accept it, and with honour. VJ choir to me will always be special.
So ya, yesterday was also a thanksgiving session. It was heartwarming. Seniors hugging juniors. Shaking hands. Well wishes. Yea emotions were written all over our faces. I sincerely thank Mr kwei for his dedication throughout my past 6 yrs in choir. He has been one man with absolute committment and unwavering determination in promoting choral music in Singapore. Thank you Nelson! I also ought to thank the music co and exco 2004-2005 (yr 3s) i mean. They managed the choir very well. I thank gabriel for the patience and encouragement all the time. Thanks for telling me i've improved, but i need to tell u that u have been one great man who have grown and became more professional throughout these 2 years in choir. U too made a great leap in choral singing and i have no doubts abt it :) Thanks for leading the choir. As what shawn said yesterday, the choir would not have been led by anyone better. =)
ok thats all for now.. will be enlisting soon. Cya ppl.. Good luck and have fun.. will post again as soon as possible :)
lol, sorry to bore u all with the minute details.. It was really a whole afternoon affair, so i thought writing it down is worth it...haha
Evening: Tealight session with Vj choir. Concourse @ VJ. Moment to rmb.2 yrs of singing.. a lifetime of legacy. I was very impressed by Joshua's speech. He critically analysed our problems in a very succinct way.. The clique thing..Let me give u my thoughts on it :) Cliques do exist in the first place because the "frequency" among different ppl are different. From the first day of sch when we start to mix around already, the background of ppl do influence the choice of friends they like to hang out with.. Sec schs for example. However, the lack of willingness to hang around with other schs may largely be due to different interests.. different mentalities, and different habits.. Differences in character and behaviour, makes conditions unfavourable for stronger bonds to be formed among 2 different groups of ppl. hence, the cliques will remain. I personally dont feel that it is wrong to have cliques, for it is ridiculous to demand that we always go out in one very large group.. it is not plausible in all instances. Small groups would be inevitably present. and as i said, these groups would be instinctively be formed by grouping ppl with similar interests, mentality or rather "frequency". The idea of one big united Vj family cannot be discarded or belittled however. It is nevertheless crucial to stand together as one. I remembered in Bremen olympics 2004, august once said that we are the vj choir. And each and everyone of us has the name vj choir. We are all equal, and share a common identity. We are 1 choir.And no man is an island. That was the idea of unity. The idea of sticking together, the idea of putting in our best for the sake of ourselves, and for the brand of vj choir. We cannot afford to see ourselves as individuals, for we are invariably entangled in a tight meshwork-- the vj choir. We sing not for ourselves, but for the choir. By improving our standards, we are consistently adding credits to vj choir. By winning competitions, we earn the honour for the choir. We must be proud of it, for we are the vj choir. All these words may seem long... but unfortunately not all ppl (even yr 3s) have lived by it. I am not blaming anyone here.. but just felt that we could have been better. Well, life is not always the way we desire. I accept it, and with honour. VJ choir to me will always be special.
So ya, yesterday was also a thanksgiving session. It was heartwarming. Seniors hugging juniors. Shaking hands. Well wishes. Yea emotions were written all over our faces. I sincerely thank Mr kwei for his dedication throughout my past 6 yrs in choir. He has been one man with absolute committment and unwavering determination in promoting choral music in Singapore. Thank you Nelson! I also ought to thank the music co and exco 2004-2005 (yr 3s) i mean. They managed the choir very well. I thank gabriel for the patience and encouragement all the time. Thanks for telling me i've improved, but i need to tell u that u have been one great man who have grown and became more professional throughout these 2 years in choir. U too made a great leap in choral singing and i have no doubts abt it :) Thanks for leading the choir. As what shawn said yesterday, the choir would not have been led by anyone better. =)
ok thats all for now.. will be enlisting soon. Cya ppl.. Good luck and have fun.. will post again as soon as possible :)
December 31, 2005
"the day" before the new year =)
Everyone is always more different on the last day of the year, invariably not melancholic over their past year doings and memories, instead excited over the new year ahead of them approaching in a few hours time. There u see bustling activities in all parts of singapore, gathering people from all walks of life, anticipating a brighter future ahead.. Yea, i mean the countdown.. orchard, sentosa... blah blah blah... every year is the same... hahaz..
Oh well, i aint the sort who like to chiong for countdowns... erm i mean not that i do not look forward to the new year, but rather i think besides the excitement, it is a day for reflection. Haha.. my day today was rather "well spent". Actually maybe not.. i dunno.. i was mugging with shi hui, calvin and eugene in bedok macdonalds. from 10 to 6. literally professional muggers. Our intention was also to help shi hui in her work.. but me and calvin decide not to waste our time there stoning, and hence decided to study some particle mechanics.. we took the notes from the choir room, oops its gab's one.. haha.. and eugene became our lecturer in macs.. it was quite funny.. his lecture was just a few minutes... a very fast lecture albeit able to highlight the salient concepts.. it sufficed i guess, given our scant knowledge of phy... haha.. maybe not so "scant" afterall for calvin (12th in level). ya, so we spent most of our time doing tutorial on mechanics.... less than 10 questions in total, efficient huh? :) its ok, no stress ma :) yea so mugging on new year's eve... how eventful. No regrets nevertheless :)
oh did i mention reflections? haha.. i'd better say sth abt it then. This yr, 2005, erm.. especially hectic, stressful, but enjoyable as a whole. Academics was tough, but its like everyone is going through the same process.. or rather the same system..I guess i was really fortunate to survive through the mugging. What kept me on was adequate stress and probably little motivation. Consistent work does pay off, i really need to emphasize this. Its not that i am sounding politically correct, but if u really live through the whole experience like me now, u would probably not regret if u had done regular tutorials, put in bit by bit of effort in constant revision, gave extra attention to assignments... etc Ok, trying not to bore u ppl off... Oh choir!! vj choir!! Yes that was an integral part of my life. Without it life would be monotonous. Kudos to music. It adds another dimension to my life.. and temporary diverts my attention from studies. No matter sectionals,combined, or practices with nelson, every part of it was fruiful and enriching. Tired sometimes, but nv bored :) Erm.. other than studies and choir, sorry to say that this whole year is really nth more than that lol...probably thats the life of an 18 yr old normal guy in a junior college.
Next yr would be one of a physically exhaustive one. I must be ready, and will be ready. NS awaits. 2 yrs. Fast it must be. Strenuous it will seem. Accomplished i shld feel. I want a positive NS experience, and only i can make it positive. I believe thats the only way i shld embrace army life. Oh besides army life, i would probably take up some vocal lessons... but probably after chinese new year...And i would probably try to help other ppl in their studies... may not be in the form of tuition...probably help out as much as i can. beneficial to me too, at least i wont alienate my self from academics :)
Ok, will stop here for today. maybe watching countdown on TV, may not. it doesnt matter. The year ahead will commence in 1.5 hours time. Life will go on. I sincerely wish all a Happy New Year when the clock strikes 12 today. All the best for ur endeavours! Best Of Health!
Oh well, i aint the sort who like to chiong for countdowns... erm i mean not that i do not look forward to the new year, but rather i think besides the excitement, it is a day for reflection. Haha.. my day today was rather "well spent". Actually maybe not.. i dunno.. i was mugging with shi hui, calvin and eugene in bedok macdonalds. from 10 to 6. literally professional muggers. Our intention was also to help shi hui in her work.. but me and calvin decide not to waste our time there stoning, and hence decided to study some particle mechanics.. we took the notes from the choir room, oops its gab's one.. haha.. and eugene became our lecturer in macs.. it was quite funny.. his lecture was just a few minutes... a very fast lecture albeit able to highlight the salient concepts.. it sufficed i guess, given our scant knowledge of phy... haha.. maybe not so "scant" afterall for calvin (12th in level). ya, so we spent most of our time doing tutorial on mechanics.... less than 10 questions in total, efficient huh? :) its ok, no stress ma :) yea so mugging on new year's eve... how eventful. No regrets nevertheless :)
oh did i mention reflections? haha.. i'd better say sth abt it then. This yr, 2005, erm.. especially hectic, stressful, but enjoyable as a whole. Academics was tough, but its like everyone is going through the same process.. or rather the same system..I guess i was really fortunate to survive through the mugging. What kept me on was adequate stress and probably little motivation. Consistent work does pay off, i really need to emphasize this. Its not that i am sounding politically correct, but if u really live through the whole experience like me now, u would probably not regret if u had done regular tutorials, put in bit by bit of effort in constant revision, gave extra attention to assignments... etc Ok, trying not to bore u ppl off... Oh choir!! vj choir!! Yes that was an integral part of my life. Without it life would be monotonous. Kudos to music. It adds another dimension to my life.. and temporary diverts my attention from studies. No matter sectionals,combined, or practices with nelson, every part of it was fruiful and enriching. Tired sometimes, but nv bored :) Erm.. other than studies and choir, sorry to say that this whole year is really nth more than that lol...probably thats the life of an 18 yr old normal guy in a junior college.
Next yr would be one of a physically exhaustive one. I must be ready, and will be ready. NS awaits. 2 yrs. Fast it must be. Strenuous it will seem. Accomplished i shld feel. I want a positive NS experience, and only i can make it positive. I believe thats the only way i shld embrace army life. Oh besides army life, i would probably take up some vocal lessons... but probably after chinese new year...And i would probably try to help other ppl in their studies... may not be in the form of tuition...probably help out as much as i can. beneficial to me too, at least i wont alienate my self from academics :)
Ok, will stop here for today. maybe watching countdown on TV, may not. it doesnt matter. The year ahead will commence in 1.5 hours time. Life will go on. I sincerely wish all a Happy New Year when the clock strikes 12 today. All the best for ur endeavours! Best Of Health!
December 29, 2005
Dec 29 : 7 Days to NS
Another 2 days passed, leaving me nearer to enlistment. Not feeling bad, but just miss old times where fun was all we had.. academics seemed interesting to me at this point of time, not too sure if its because i dont feel the exact same stress, but i think its kind of just not boring now cos i've nv touched it for more than 1 month. haha...
Yesterday had farewell for vj choir. Every story has an ending, but the farewell for me wasnt an end to my life in vj choir... I guess i will still carol with them during xmas as best as i can. Love ya and miss ya ppl really. Wrapping my 6 years of choir life In VS and VJC ..i've experience sheer fun. The togetherness, bonding, friendships built etc... really memorable.. at this point in time, i would really like to say i big THANK YOU to all my fellow choir mates, be it my juniors or seniors... u've made my stay fruitful and fun filled.
Yesterday had farewell for vj choir. Every story has an ending, but the farewell for me wasnt an end to my life in vj choir... I guess i will still carol with them during xmas as best as i can. Love ya and miss ya ppl really. Wrapping my 6 years of choir life In VS and VJC ..i've experience sheer fun. The togetherness, bonding, friendships built etc... really memorable.. at this point in time, i would really like to say i big THANK YOU to all my fellow choir mates, be it my juniors or seniors... u've made my stay fruitful and fun filled.
December 27, 2005
Merry Christmas & The End of my hols
First of all i would like to wish everyone a Merry Xmas! And a Happy New Year! Had fun carolling with vj choir and vic chorale. Especially enjoyed the conducting :P I am really thankful to vj choir, those who allowed me the opportunity to sway my hands to bring out wonderful music. Music is the origin of life. haha... i also enjoyed the reunion session.. though it was as usual i cant really see the conductor,..lol.. some songs started b4 i noticed it.. lol thats for being short :P
After the reunion session on 25th, went to raynor's house. Oh what a fun time we had there. Me, eugene, shi hui, pei li, asik, roy, erm... and a couple of guys more... though we stayed outside the house (balcony) we had fun telling jokes, playing 99.... haha.. they keep saboing me lor... 10=chinleng, what the!!! lol... but it was fun, i looked like the brightest star that night, lolz.. I was quite fortunate to last a few rounds without losing, thanks to my marvellous on-hand cards..! only to see the other players grumbling, heheh!! ya it was really fun that night.. its really been a long time since i got to such joyful moments!
26th: Hell unleashed, lol... nah just exaggerated.. Ben tham met us in vjc, told us abt his army life (PTP) He said it was hell.. oh then he unleashed his "array" of vulgarities (though quite repetitive), commanding us as if we were dogs...things like "knock it down", "wake up your idea" blah blah blah.... very common.. he insulted us as if we were the lowest forms of life on earth, mocked us like there was no tmr... made us do all the phy excercises he did on a typical morning.. it was really a chore to us, or rather me, my relatively untrained body just after a hectic week of carolling. I was pushing my self to the limit. My body is aching every second now. my life is bleak...oh well... but in retrospect, i ought to thank ben for his effort, his concern and his courage to stand there to instruct us, cos there were a few seniors watching us.. lol.. one year my senior. Ben carried on, we looked like fools, but i have no regrets now. It was worthwhile. While i can still live decently to publish this post, ben must inevitably be going through hardship, lol.. It is ironical that ben is being treated the same way now just as he did to us less than 24 hrs ago. Anyway, as what ben says, NS is the best sliiming centre with a free slimming programme.. wonder why girls dont enlist too :p haha...hmm.. probably with the exception of angele and hui luan? :)
Time really flies yea..9 days to NS enlistment. Another 9 days of civilian life. But no matter how terrible ppl might say of NS, i think we shld just remain optimistic. Afterall, its gonna take up 2 yrs of our life :) And i guess no one would like to live in gloom for their next two yrs... The chinese saying goes :
孟子（《孟子·告子下》）
Hope we will all take it as a chance to toughen up, to be "men" =) haha ok then, shall cya on my next post. Nothing more to write le :p
After the reunion session on 25th, went to raynor's house. Oh what a fun time we had there. Me, eugene, shi hui, pei li, asik, roy, erm... and a couple of guys more... though we stayed outside the house (balcony) we had fun telling jokes, playing 99.... haha.. they keep saboing me lor... 10=chinleng, what the!!! lol... but it was fun, i looked like the brightest star that night, lolz.. I was quite fortunate to last a few rounds without losing, thanks to my marvellous on-hand cards..! only to see the other players grumbling, heheh!! ya it was really fun that night.. its really been a long time since i got to such joyful moments!
26th: Hell unleashed, lol... nah just exaggerated.. Ben tham met us in vjc, told us abt his army life (PTP) He said it was hell.. oh then he unleashed his "array" of vulgarities (though quite repetitive), commanding us as if we were dogs...things like "knock it down", "wake up your idea" blah blah blah.... very common.. he insulted us as if we were the lowest forms of life on earth, mocked us like there was no tmr... made us do all the phy excercises he did on a typical morning.. it was really a chore to us, or rather me, my relatively untrained body just after a hectic week of carolling. I was pushing my self to the limit. My body is aching every second now. my life is bleak...oh well... but in retrospect, i ought to thank ben for his effort, his concern and his courage to stand there to instruct us, cos there were a few seniors watching us.. lol.. one year my senior. Ben carried on, we looked like fools, but i have no regrets now. It was worthwhile. While i can still live decently to publish this post, ben must inevitably be going through hardship, lol.. It is ironical that ben is being treated the same way now just as he did to us less than 24 hrs ago. Anyway, as what ben says, NS is the best sliiming centre with a free slimming programme.. wonder why girls dont enlist too :p haha...hmm.. probably with the exception of angele and hui luan? :)
Time really flies yea..9 days to NS enlistment. Another 9 days of civilian life. But no matter how terrible ppl might say of NS, i think we shld just remain optimistic. Afterall, its gonna take up 2 yrs of our life :) And i guess no one would like to live in gloom for their next two yrs... The chinese saying goes :
天将降大任于斯人也，必先苦其心志，劳其筋骨，饿其体肤，空乏其身，行拂乱其所为，所以动心忍性，增益其所不能
Hope we will all take it as a chance to toughen up, to be "men" =) haha ok then, shall cya on my next post. Nothing more to write le :p
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