The past week was quite relaxed, less those shiong drill lessons and frantic packing of stuff to send over to the training camp.
"NO GOOD! NO GOOD! WE WILL DO IT AGAIN",the School Sergeant Major's (SSM) voice blasts through the parade square. As with any drill lessons, we must be disciplined and our attire must be up to the standard. "YOU'RE RUSHING! YOU'RE RUSHING! SLOW DOWN!", these words remind me of a semula (back to previous position) dreadful, but nonetheless we must comply. All we can think of is to quickly finish it and back to rest we go. "AH YOU'RE GETTING IT, GOOD GOOD!", a sigh of relief.
Squeezing all those stuff into our duffle bag is no easy task, though possible its a laborious task. We unpacked and repacked many times to take things out, and to make sure everything fits. CURSES! how to fit 2x1.5L water bottles into the bag which is bursting at its seams. "HOW HOW HOW!" echoes throughout the bunk. Ok ultimately I was able to squeeze 2x boots 2x 1.5L waterbottle and everything else. This made me worried, why i can do it others cannot did i miss out something? It is seriously worrisome. Anything i didn't put inside certainly means i am in for some deep shit. Its scary.
I will be going away for 3 weeks, so i will update again when i'm back ^_^.
Saturday, 20 October 2007
Sunday, 14 October 2007
Grand Slam II is over but its just the beginning.
I dunno who said this stupid proverb but i saw it and heard it many times.
It is not end. It is not even the end of the beginning. It is perharps the beginning of the end.
A phrase my PC always says: Everything has an end gentlemen, so lets get through this, its not as bad as you think.
And another of his pet phrases : You all F***ing C***B** better do the steps correctly, understand or not. Its more complicated than this but we just do it methodically understand?
Grand Slam II wasnt as bad as i thought it would be as my PC is more interested in how we do our contact drills instead of how to dig trenches, so we were spared the agony of digging the whole thing out. However, i was not spared the RAIN. Argh! Rain is the cause of ALL misery! It is the worst element of nature you can encounter outfield. In fact, all will be fine if we are indoors (-_-).
So it was mission after mission with sleepless nights and screwed up sleeping clocks. However, it is still possible, it can be done.
It is not end. It is not even the end of the beginning. It is perharps the beginning of the end.
A phrase my PC always says: Everything has an end gentlemen, so lets get through this, its not as bad as you think.
And another of his pet phrases : You all F***ing C***B** better do the steps correctly, understand or not. Its more complicated than this but we just do it methodically understand?
Grand Slam II wasnt as bad as i thought it would be as my PC is more interested in how we do our contact drills instead of how to dig trenches, so we were spared the agony of digging the whole thing out. However, i was not spared the RAIN. Argh! Rain is the cause of ALL misery! It is the worst element of nature you can encounter outfield. In fact, all will be fine if we are indoors (-_-).
So it was mission after mission with sleepless nights and screwed up sleeping clocks. However, it is still possible, it can be done.
Sunday, 7 October 2007
Another week is over with some gripes yet belittled by wats coming next
32km route march conquered with blistering feet, aching joints, muscleaches and abrasion. Not to mention totally no sleep at all throughout the night. Shot the 10 targets with snipers accuracy thx to the zeroed to my eye sar21, the CSB has been attained without compromising my nyaa ceremony. Heh, quite a coincidence to have both awards being achieved within the same day.
Thanks to my PC's meticulous planning, i was able to book out straight from tekong and rush home, catch some sleep (no matter how insignificantly little) before proceeding to my ceremony. And of course thanks to my parents for being there at the slightest notice that i was booking out. Not to mention my sectionmates who have to bear the burden of carrying my HEAVY stuff back from tekong. I felt really bad having to trouble them with my load when they themselves have their own and everyone was thoroughly shagged.
The ceremony was so damn long sia. Ok everyone was given their due recognition and some people whent up to give their very long speeches, took some photos and the tea party is over. Maybe i am describing it so briefly cuz i found it boring (-_-). But anyways, being able to book out is already a privilege. Ok now that i am a gold awardee, i must act like one (o.0) as there are many others out there who deserve this too.
NEXT UP, GRAND...GRAND...GRAND SLAM! ka boom. II. Yes Grand Slam II. The sequel to my Grand Slack with a ten fold increase in shiongness. So far our pc has been happy with our performance and we have yet to piss him off. So i hope it will be the same at the upcoming field camp. It will be 4D3N of digging, attacking and shaggness. The weather has not been kind these 2 days which made me fear for my own dryness during grand slam 2. I was wondering y heaven is so unkind to fry me when i am in camp when i wish for cooler weather and drenching me, tormenting my abrasions when i am outfield. What to do? SUCK THUMB!
Thanks to my PC's meticulous planning, i was able to book out straight from tekong and rush home, catch some sleep (no matter how insignificantly little) before proceeding to my ceremony. And of course thanks to my parents for being there at the slightest notice that i was booking out. Not to mention my sectionmates who have to bear the burden of carrying my HEAVY stuff back from tekong. I felt really bad having to trouble them with my load when they themselves have their own and everyone was thoroughly shagged.
The ceremony was so damn long sia. Ok everyone was given their due recognition and some people whent up to give their very long speeches, took some photos and the tea party is over. Maybe i am describing it so briefly cuz i found it boring (-_-). But anyways, being able to book out is already a privilege. Ok now that i am a gold awardee, i must act like one (o.0) as there are many others out there who deserve this too.
NEXT UP, GRAND...GRAND...GRAND SLAM! ka boom. II. Yes Grand Slam II. The sequel to my Grand Slack with a ten fold increase in shiongness. So far our pc has been happy with our performance and we have yet to piss him off. So i hope it will be the same at the upcoming field camp. It will be 4D3N of digging, attacking and shaggness. The weather has not been kind these 2 days which made me fear for my own dryness during grand slam 2. I was wondering y heaven is so unkind to fry me when i am in camp when i wish for cooler weather and drenching me, tormenting my abrasions when i am outfield. What to do? SUCK THUMB!
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