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Tuesday, November 20, 2012     From Ah Boys to Men                           serving two years for our nation               our country with blood, sweat and tears                                   We'll be marching on              with Pride and Glory                             from BMT to POP                to ORD It's a damn good movie, I swear. No movie has made me bring back so much wonderful memories. Even though the CGI effects in the movie about war time like bombs, aircrafts, etc were kind of fake and lame, it all made me wonder if I really could protect my country in times of war. And the answer would be, no. Even though many people have tried to convince us (or maybe brainwash) us since the start of our enlistee lives that our army will be able to protect our country in times of war, I don't see any concrete evidence that they could actually do that. I'm not trying to talk bad about the army, it's just that I really don't see how we could actually win a war. I certainly have confidence in the army's technology, but our population is so small, can we really win? If one day I'm activated to fight a war, I think I would have forgotten all the wartime operations like scanning/clearing rooms and other stuff as shown in the movie. The last time I did that was when I was in SCS I guess haha. Questions aside, the movie really brought back wonderful memories during BMT. From the time I bade goodbye to my family in Tekong, I was determined to make my life in NS a memorable one. Indeed, it is, so far. I was reminded of how I spent those crazy times with Gryphon Platoon 4 Section 3 in the bunk. We were all strangers from Day 1, and gradually we got to know one another, helping out each other, encouraging peers and talking cock. The 9 weeks just passed like that in a blink of an eye. It just, wow, I will never be able to forget how we chiongsua and even chiong for the most desired IPPT Gold and ended up being the Platoon and Company with the most IPPT Gold. Those crazy-ass moments like birds invading into our bunk, horror stories, tekan sessions, night PT sessions, fieldcamp etc are damn memorable. I wished I could enjoy them once more, but I really do not want to experience the moments when I first enlisted. The feeling kind of sucked. The idea of leaving your family and friends behind and go into an island with hundreds of other strangers and living with them is just too turn off. Of course I wouldn't forget those tear-jerking moments when everything was too tough for myself to handle, falling sick in camp but didn't dare to report sick because I was afraid of missing something important (see, I don't chao geng at all) and then calling back home to seek refuge in my heart. Other than that there were also psychological barriers that needed to be broken through like acheiving Gold timing for 2.4km run, overcoming the stress from peers, enduring pains and aches from PT sessions and route marches, striving to enter Command School etc. It just part and parcel of being a recruit seriously. I'm certain that I've grown in some way or another during this period of time, even though I may still seem to be childish in the way I act or speak.  Nevertheless, it's up to one to decide whether the 2 years is a complete waste of time, or a good time where he learns and picks up essential interpersonal skills and the tough mentality that will be needed when he steps out and enters the workforce in time to come. I still have one more year left in service, and obviously I can't wait to ORD, but at the same time I really hope to learn more and also get to know more awesome people like my MP and current camp mates. Alright enough of reminiscing the recent past, I haven't even ORD-ed yet and I'm already talking as if I did haha. Ciao. Sunday, September 16, 2012 Combined Arms Term is the most boring period ever. The schedule is like the same for 5 days: 0500: Revillie 0515: 5BX + 3km run 0600: Breakfast 0630: Area Cleaning 0700: First Parade 0730: Leadership Development 1130: Lunch 1330: Leadership Development (con't) 1530: Sports/PT session 1730: Dinner 2200: Lights out And this is our schedule from Wednesday to the following Tuesday, damn monotonous and routine. The only thing that I look forward to everyday will be the period of time after dinner, because I could meet those Section 4 peeps at the canteen and start sharing/discussing/complaining/bitching/ranting/scolding/etc about the things that happened for the day. Time flies when I'm with them, and sometimes I'd be quite reluctant to return to the bunk. Well, at least I've made some friends in my syndicate and my time there wouldn't be that boring. Anyway, our SCGP will be this Friday! So excited to graduate (finally) after about 9 months of recruit/trainee/cadet life. Not very looking forward to knowing my posting though, but I'll accept whatever that is given to me. Ciao! Saturday, September 8, 2012 I've never been so disappointed since NS started, even if I didn't manage to get gold for IPPT in the past. Now that I've heard so many bad stuff about the instructors and the course itself, I seriously think that they should consider making some changes to the system. Results aren't everything, really. I thought when I came to the Army, results won't matter anymore. But I was very wrong. Even A Level's results play a part in deciding who to go to OCS, hence few poly guys can get the chance to even compete with the jc kids. And now, results are used to to determine bayonet holders. I was quite upset at the fact that there are a few people who really deserve the recognition because they put in so much effort and have the right attitude to work, but they didn't get recognised in the end, needless to say, getting the bayonets. So now the message that the commanders and instructors are trying to tell us is results matter more than attitude and effort? Some people really don't deserve the bayonets at all, or not even fit to get the golden one. Favoritism was at its peak right before MLM started. It was so obvious which cadets were being pushed to get the bayonets. I'm not having sour grapes here, just trying to make my stand. I'm alright so long I get recognition by my friends. I was honestly touched at my friends' words and actions as they consoled me. It seems like I was right about them. Rants aside, I'm freed from that major problem that I posted about previously. Thank goodness no punishment is given and everything's back to normal. I guess they've made a smart move though, haha. AHM tomorrow, wanted to rant some stuff about it but I figured out that it was quite redundant because it would be wasting my rest time. To put it plainly, AHM is a waste of time, period. Gonna enjoy my last few days with my dear bunkmates in camp together after booking in! :) Sunday, September 2, 2012 MLM this week was quite boring. We've been loading and unloading the stores almost everyday and going out for 'rehearsals' which seemed so useless and monotonous. Somehow I just felt like we were treated like nothing during MLM, and we were punished just for their recreation. I wouldn't want to talk much about it anyway. But something major happened during the last few hours when we were back, something so serious that could land me in the cold and heartless cuboid room. It was a kind of immense fear that I've felt for the first time (not even during the moment when I was about to drown). The fear that my future would be ruined, the fear that I couldn't lead a normal life, the fear that I've brought shame upon my friends and family members, the fear that... I wouldn't be able to raise my head again. I was so thankful for my section mates and friends that came to comfort me during the period when I was so unsettled and worried. The small actions and talks almost brought me to tears, but I wouldn't tear in front of them, because that might just make them worry more. They were there to give me strength and courage to face the truth, because we are all in this together, except that the mistake was done by me. Things will never be the same without these friends, who were total strangers 12 weeks ago. We came into the same training school and forged strong bonds. It is inevitable to worry about some matters sometimes, but their presence and laughter made me forget about those shit temporarily and get me back on track in life. Life, currently, isn't all about army. It is only recently that I realised that I actually have a life, during weekends, a time that I've always been looking forward to. Even though I might lose something in the process, but I hope that our friendships still remain. I'll just hope for the best, and not gonna think of the worst case scenario for the first time. Saturday, August 18, 2012 It's been a rather hectic week for me. I had totally no idea why I've been chosen to be the Course IC on Sunday. And after RO that night, I couldn't sleep well. I tossed and turned from 2230 until like 0230 when I finally went into a light sleep and woke up shortly after that. All thanks to adrenaline. I've never wanted to bear so much responsibility before. My mates always told me that it's a simple job, relax. But to me, the responsibility was too much to bear. I was just like a shepherd, guiding the fleet of sheep from venue to venue on time, and taking care of them. Other than that, there were still many other admin stuff that I had to spend my precious time doing. It has been a good experience though, I never thought that I would ever have a chance to become a Course or platoon IC. I'll take whatever opportunity there is and try my best to make full use of it, just like what happened during the miracle re-shoot during ATP. Lady Luck has been on my side since then, I wonder when will she be gone, not too soon, please. Thankfully, thankfully, my 'reign' lasted for only three days. And my view on the course has changed quite a lot during these few days, and of course, I've learned much more than a sect comd or a man in the course do. I've never wanted so much attention, but if I get it, I'll grab the opportunity. Rants aside, MLM will be in a week's time, freaking anxious and nervous. I really hope that I'll be able to do a good job. It's not for the gold/silver bayonet, but for personal pride and I don't want to be screwed by the commanders. Since I'm given the opportunity to be the sect comd of the section doing the toughest mission, I really have to be 120% ready for it. 3.5 weeks more to a black rank! I'm sure life afterwards would be slightly better, and we'll be given more respect and freedom. I pray for those who are posted to Airforce and Navy, hopefully their lives would be better after passing out. It's really sad to see four of our bunkmates leave us on Tuesday morning after spending 10 weeks together with them. I'm glad that we are still in touch with each other, keeping one another updated about the trainings at each place. Can't wait to meet them in CAT! Next week will be a busier week, thankfully it's only four days (excluding my guard duty on Monday :( ), and we'll be embarking on an arduous journey to whatever the MLM location is for our 2D1N intense training! I'm sure things will get much more complicated and competitive by then. I'll just see what I can do and try my best! Friday, July 20, 2012 I just found out that we are not supposed to reveal anything that we do in camp using any form of media (i.e., Facebook, blogs, Twitter, etc). I find this kind of ridiculous, trying to control us and limiting our freedom of speech. As long as anyone doesn't reveal sensitive stuff, I feel that it should be alright even to be posted on social networking sites. However,  I guess I should just stop posting my life in NS now (sadly). Perhaps I should just write about my 'fantasy stories' here, hmm... It's for my own reference and reminiscence, no one reads anyway. Overall, it's been a really fast week and I'm so worn out after all the physical activities. Everyday seems just so systematic and planned in advance, and we are parts of a product along the assembly line being processed and modified, to become materials of better quality. Saturday, July 7, 2012 I'm back! It's been a fast week due to the number of major events which has happened this week. And it's gonna be a damn short break for me because I have guard duty tomorrow :( We had 8km route march around the Kranji Camp on Wednesday. It was surprisingly tiring, really. I had to walk so damn fast with the standard ten-pack loaded fieldpack and sometimes even had to run to catch up with the people in front. Walking in cadence and singing military songs along the way wasn't an easy task at all. Nobody ever taught us to march in cadence during route march, not during BMT and SCS. Oh well, this is MP, I can't argue with the strict regimentation they have there. Sometimes such regimentation could be a good thing to trainees and cadets, since it heightens our discipline and stuff. Poor Arthur got caught for having a toilet roll which wasn't thick enough, hmm. Initially I thought that was too outrageous, which punish someone who has such a toilet roll? Isn't it too much? But eventually Hongliang explained to us the rationale to it so we understood, sigh. After the physically-draining route march, there came the mentally-draining route march. Honestly I was kind of worn out after the route march so I really felt like sleeping after the nice and refreshing shower. We had Military Law and Law & Enforcement Tests. The passing mark was 70% and those who didn't manage to get 70% and above got to sit for the re-test (which is another 1h). So in the end we had to waste 3h for each test, plus a computer problem in between that caused a 30-min delay sigh. But overall I thought that the organisation was quite alright, otherwise we might have to waste more time. I got 72% and 76% for the tests respectively, wasn't of satisfaction really. People could get 80% and 90%, but I'm just at the 'borderline passing' grade, sigh. Oh well, suck thumb, can't do anything to salvage my grades anyway. In the end my section did the worst for the test hahaha, I was so amused at how Gulzaili was so confident that our section would do relatively well the night before the tests while the rest of the other sergeants were busy giving hints or direct answers to their own sections. Well, at least we still have our Integrity pillar standing :) Guard duty tomorrow! First guard duty ever, not really dreading it. Even if I were to dread it, it would be because my rest time on Sunday is taken away :( I could have slept till 11am tomorrow, but because of guard duty, I have to wake up at 6am! Next week's gonna be damn busy, all the GPMG stuff coming up, hopefully everything turns out well.
Peel banana, peel peel banana Sorry, it's Pisang Goreng, not Goreng Pisang