Dear Blog,
It's time. The time i've been waiting for has finally came. Fieldcamp just ended. Decided that i am going to write a long entry this time. Share with all of you the stuff i've been going through. I shall post some excerpts of my diary too. I've been cramming it all up. Going to explode. I'm in a very volatile state. I need to release them. Maybe i am just exhausted. But i ain't. I don't think i can sleep now. So many things running through my head. How has everyone been out here while i was in there? What with the nicoll highway collapse and nisterooy leaving man u? I don't even know how does the EPL table look like now. Anyway, many things happened in these 13 days. So many.
"Had range. Damn loud. Almost deaf. But it was good. Feels lethal now."
We went to the range. Shot live rounds. I ain't a bad shooter. They had a test after that. I failed it. It's either my shooting or the target doesn't go down like lane 12. It was upon 16 and i got only 6. Those that failed had to go for a re-shoot. I got a 13 for that and i used lane 12. The moment when i failed the first test, i was doubting my capability. Am i that lousy? Even Joseph was surprised i failed. After the re-shoot, i just got to convince myself that i ain't lousy.
"The stars in tekong are really nice. Totally magnificient. Stretch from one end to the other. Was admiring them during night firing."
The stars in tekong win the all star award hands down. Not only do they stretch from one end to the other, they are formed densely together. It just puts you into a very big picture, one that makes you picture how big the universe is. One that makes you seem so small.
"Last night was the beginning. We slept at around 1am. We were still cleaning rifles at 12 midnight, and getting punished at 1230am."
Well... this only proves that humans, when treated too nicely for too long, they will take things for granted.
"Just knock 60 down and its only 730am. Sergeant Charles is someone who likes to train people. Pumped around 200 yesterday. Extreme upper limbs training yesterday."
We got a new sergeant. Sect Comm for my section. Whole platoon hates him. Maybe section mixes with him more, that's why we don't mind his "training" so much. He was from foxtrot, so those from foxtrot, you can expect the "training" he gave us.
"How does it feel when you dream of your ex? Sucks."
Yeah... i dreamt of her.
"Jiaxian doing a pretty good job as the platoon IC. Think he will get into OCS. There are many serious contenders for OCS. Will try my best."
Yeah... This guy is good... he's my top choice for top 10. After him, Yew Song got the IC job. Then Amir. Both of them did a fantastic job. Guess what... after Amir was me. Will write about that later.
"Just had my first combat ration. Not bad. Chicken pasta."
It's true. It isn't that bad. Maybe because i eat almost everything. But after some days, when i eat back the same stuff, it gets quite boring.
"I realise that some of the things they teaching us are not realistic during a war."
Do we need BCCT? Oh ya... i haven't gone for a single lesson yet. And no... i am not a chao keng. Everytime i att B. Jialat manz... and the next lesson is the 4th one already. But come on lor... we will use his hands and legs to fight when you got your rifle. You can even use your helmet to crack your enemy's head.
"Just did camou and conceal. Stoned in the bushes for half an hour."
We got to put on camou cream every morning. Did ants/spider/bugs-watching. We are all so close to nature. Simply saying, we have merged with the soil and grass.
"Doing guard duty now with Isaac. It's 3 something in the morning."
Guard duty to most people is a super sian thing. Imagine waking up at odd hours in the morning to do an hour of guard duty. Well i made the most out of it and had a good talk with Isaac. There was a box of cake and bread which was the officers' supper next to me so i helped myself to them. =p
Well... after the guard duty, i didn't sleep. Didn't see the point to. So i broke the basha which i was sleeping in so that i didn't need to rush later. It was still quite early when i was done so i wrote some stuff.
Soldier's life
The basha which i slept in last night
Is now half broken in my field pack
Lying on the groundsheet next to Isaac
Looking into the night sky filled with stars
Stretching from one end to another
Some cluster together some alone
They brought me close to heaven
They gave me more life than anything
Almost mistook them for fireflies
It is truly a magnificient sight
Fourth day of fieldcamp incoming
Can't wait to get back home
I miss my loved ones very much
But i must be strong and independent
And to prove myself to others
A battered and wounded soldier i am
Still i must push and carry on
Starry Starry Night
I've got the inspiration to write.
Looking at them all blinking and twinkling
I thought of her.
We always lay down to look at them
But there weren't so many back then.
We said when we were apart at night
We would look at the brightest one in the sky
This i tried, and i failed.
Because the sky in tekong is different.
Too many stars, so many bright ones
I don't know which to look at
Now we don't look at them anymore.
Neither do we think of each other.
But... I still miss her as i look into the
Starry starry night.
Haha... bo liao right? Anyway i was just bored la...
"Wild Boar!! Rain!!"
It was my first sighting of a wild boar. And they were all saying if it rains during fieldcamp, it gets damn sian. Well... it rained 4 out of 7 days for my field camp. Hopefully no one grew any mushrooms anywhere. But you can imagine la... it's very sian when your underwear is damp.
"It's amazing how people can be so easily influenced by what they hear. Pot calling kettle black incidents are so frequent now. Hypocrites. And why do people gossip so much? Even guys gossip. Oh manz."
When people are shagged, they show their true colours. It's so true. So many people flaring up. So much backstabbing.
28/4 Day 6 "Doing guard duty now with Aaron. Yesterday was the most shagged fieldcamp day."
Well... we got lost. SGT Charles got us lost. He signed 2 extra for that. But we walked 4km when the rest walked only 1.5. Rain came and he built us a shelter. In the end, the OC and 2IC drove landrover came fetch us. He said we just passed the survivor course. Haha nice joke. But we were all shagged already. Next day there was a 4km route march. 8km in 2 days. Perhaps these was the reasons for the resulting incident later on in the day. But maybe it was because i pushed myself too hard. Please do not see me as a weak person. Any super fit person can go pengz also. One living example is Eugene. This guy is freaking fit. But he pengz also.
"I never expected this. Trench Digging. Heat exhaustion. Body and limbs numb. Almost died."
I dare to say i pushed myself. I forced myself. My mind thought i could do it. Furthermore, i was the platoon IC. If i don't lead, who will? But i must say, i shouldn't had. Dennis had said don't need to pia so hard one. But what had happened had happened. And it was an experience i do not want to have ever again. Let's just say, when human breathing stops, i believe he will die.
Stretcher. Rover. Sent back to medical centre. They cut my pants. Those of you who know, when the doctor cut up your pants, you can roughly know how serious the case is. They put me on drip. It gets quite sia suay when you just became the platoon IC and you aren't there suddenly. Anyway i don't care about that la. Platoon SGT said i will take over next week when Deneng is done. And guess what, next week is SIT test.
They sent me to sick bay. Slept. Woke up, feeling completely fine, though slightly weak. They brought in another guy. It gets quite cute when you see guys with camou faces started coming into the sickbay, and trust me manz, at that point of time i was feeling completely fine. I was planning how to convince the MO to discharge me immediately so i can rejoin my platoon asap. This other guy that they brought in... whoa... he was completely shagged... he was semi conscious. I think he was as bad as me. But his pants wasn't cut. Damn. He kept falling asleep and the medics had to keep on slapping his face. ZhiShen and Yuanxi came by to pass a pair of specs to some guy and they told me the strength of the platoon had at that time dropped from 42 to 31. Ain't too surprised. After that i was told there was Cat 1. Heat wave.
Then this guy got stretchered in. His state ain't looking too good either. Pants cut. Totally weak. Eyes closed. At first i didn't quite recognised him but ya... was Eugene. This big guy here who is a sinseh in clubbing was sent in for hyperventilation. Same platoon. I was thinking.. heng sia... lucky not only me. But wah lanz... what the heck is with trench digging manz? Why do we have to dig trench? In the end, only got me and him, the more serious cases, got sent to the medical centre. Choon Kit half fainted and the others were totally shagged. Drained.
I told song, i don't know whether it was a good time or a bad time that i was the IC at that time. 5th day of few camp. I was damn shagged. Everyone was shagged. But the thing that was pushing me on(though it isn't really a good reason) is that we got to do our peer appraisal this weekend. If i can prove it to them, then maybe they can write something for me. But well, this isn't quite possible now.
Hope i don't get too bad a review after the lousy start i had. But the medic said, those chosen for OCS is based largely on the computer test. Dennis said that too. I hope it is like that. Then all those wayanging shit can be cut off. But then i will still give my best shot for SIT test. Oh yeah, peer appraisal. Roughly got my top 10 and bottom 10 already. Eugene slept next to me in sickbay that night. Had a nice time interacting with him. He was all well again like me after some rest. Then we both realised that during the trench digging, we tested ourselves. We pushed on and we thought we could overcome it. 1 fit person who forces himself can dig 20 times in a minute and can still pengz while a less-fitter person can just keng and dig once a minute and still get through the thing. Come on lor... the fire trench is the work of the whole platoon, you cannot possibly stand there and use eye power leh.
Then i don't know who spread around say i got asthma. Yes it is true someone shouted for an inhaler, but he was from another platoon. Both Eugene and me suffered from heat exhaustion. Ever had pins and needles throughout your whole body so bad that your limbs became numb and after sometime, you start getting cramps? Your chest gets so tight that you could only take short breaths?
At one point, i was thinking of giving up. =)
I felt so useless in the sickbay. The drip was making me pee a lot. I had to carry the whole thing to walk here and there. But well... the sleep at night in the air conditioned sickbay was... good, and there was tv and radio. =p I know i should had been sleeping in the basha with Joseph next to me. Oh... felt really thankful because he helped me to pack all my stuff and sent it back. Promise i will help him as much as i can until i POP.
Currently having status of ATT B. Will be 100% next mon. Just nice for SIT test. Outfield again. Wish me luck.
Will be chionging with song, gene, deneng and probably tiong, maybe tomorrow. Party at SOS. Maybe tonight if song calls. Meanwhile, you people have fun and take care. Life is precious.
Yours,
Lah
It's time. The time i've been waiting for has finally came. Fieldcamp just ended. Decided that i am going to write a long entry this time. Share with all of you the stuff i've been going through. I shall post some excerpts of my diary too. I've been cramming it all up. Going to explode. I'm in a very volatile state. I need to release them. Maybe i am just exhausted. But i ain't. I don't think i can sleep now. So many things running through my head. How has everyone been out here while i was in there? What with the nicoll highway collapse and nisterooy leaving man u? I don't even know how does the EPL table look like now. Anyway, many things happened in these 13 days. So many.
"Had range. Damn loud. Almost deaf. But it was good. Feels lethal now."
We went to the range. Shot live rounds. I ain't a bad shooter. They had a test after that. I failed it. It's either my shooting or the target doesn't go down like lane 12. It was upon 16 and i got only 6. Those that failed had to go for a re-shoot. I got a 13 for that and i used lane 12. The moment when i failed the first test, i was doubting my capability. Am i that lousy? Even Joseph was surprised i failed. After the re-shoot, i just got to convince myself that i ain't lousy.
"The stars in tekong are really nice. Totally magnificient. Stretch from one end to the other. Was admiring them during night firing."
The stars in tekong win the all star award hands down. Not only do they stretch from one end to the other, they are formed densely together. It just puts you into a very big picture, one that makes you picture how big the universe is. One that makes you seem so small.
"Last night was the beginning. We slept at around 1am. We were still cleaning rifles at 12 midnight, and getting punished at 1230am."
Well... this only proves that humans, when treated too nicely for too long, they will take things for granted.
"Just knock 60 down and its only 730am. Sergeant Charles is someone who likes to train people. Pumped around 200 yesterday. Extreme upper limbs training yesterday."
We got a new sergeant. Sect Comm for my section. Whole platoon hates him. Maybe section mixes with him more, that's why we don't mind his "training" so much. He was from foxtrot, so those from foxtrot, you can expect the "training" he gave us.
"How does it feel when you dream of your ex? Sucks."
Yeah... i dreamt of her.
"Jiaxian doing a pretty good job as the platoon IC. Think he will get into OCS. There are many serious contenders for OCS. Will try my best."
Yeah... This guy is good... he's my top choice for top 10. After him, Yew Song got the IC job. Then Amir. Both of them did a fantastic job. Guess what... after Amir was me. Will write about that later.
"Just had my first combat ration. Not bad. Chicken pasta."
It's true. It isn't that bad. Maybe because i eat almost everything. But after some days, when i eat back the same stuff, it gets quite boring.
"I realise that some of the things they teaching us are not realistic during a war."
Do we need BCCT? Oh ya... i haven't gone for a single lesson yet. And no... i am not a chao keng. Everytime i att B. Jialat manz... and the next lesson is the 4th one already. But come on lor... we will use his hands and legs to fight when you got your rifle. You can even use your helmet to crack your enemy's head.
"Just did camou and conceal. Stoned in the bushes for half an hour."
We got to put on camou cream every morning. Did ants/spider/bugs-watching. We are all so close to nature. Simply saying, we have merged with the soil and grass.
"Doing guard duty now with Isaac. It's 3 something in the morning."
Guard duty to most people is a super sian thing. Imagine waking up at odd hours in the morning to do an hour of guard duty. Well i made the most out of it and had a good talk with Isaac. There was a box of cake and bread which was the officers' supper next to me so i helped myself to them. =p
Well... after the guard duty, i didn't sleep. Didn't see the point to. So i broke the basha which i was sleeping in so that i didn't need to rush later. It was still quite early when i was done so i wrote some stuff.
Soldier's life
The basha which i slept in last night
Is now half broken in my field pack
Lying on the groundsheet next to Isaac
Looking into the night sky filled with stars
Stretching from one end to another
Some cluster together some alone
They brought me close to heaven
They gave me more life than anything
Almost mistook them for fireflies
It is truly a magnificient sight
Fourth day of fieldcamp incoming
Can't wait to get back home
I miss my loved ones very much
But i must be strong and independent
And to prove myself to others
A battered and wounded soldier i am
Still i must push and carry on
Starry Starry Night
I've got the inspiration to write.
Looking at them all blinking and twinkling
I thought of her.
We always lay down to look at them
But there weren't so many back then.
We said when we were apart at night
We would look at the brightest one in the sky
This i tried, and i failed.
Because the sky in tekong is different.
Too many stars, so many bright ones
I don't know which to look at
Now we don't look at them anymore.
Neither do we think of each other.
But... I still miss her as i look into the
Starry starry night.
Haha... bo liao right? Anyway i was just bored la...
"Wild Boar!! Rain!!"
It was my first sighting of a wild boar. And they were all saying if it rains during fieldcamp, it gets damn sian. Well... it rained 4 out of 7 days for my field camp. Hopefully no one grew any mushrooms anywhere. But you can imagine la... it's very sian when your underwear is damp.
"It's amazing how people can be so easily influenced by what they hear. Pot calling kettle black incidents are so frequent now. Hypocrites. And why do people gossip so much? Even guys gossip. Oh manz."
When people are shagged, they show their true colours. It's so true. So many people flaring up. So much backstabbing.
28/4 Day 6 "Doing guard duty now with Aaron. Yesterday was the most shagged fieldcamp day."
Well... we got lost. SGT Charles got us lost. He signed 2 extra for that. But we walked 4km when the rest walked only 1.5. Rain came and he built us a shelter. In the end, the OC and 2IC drove landrover came fetch us. He said we just passed the survivor course. Haha nice joke. But we were all shagged already. Next day there was a 4km route march. 8km in 2 days. Perhaps these was the reasons for the resulting incident later on in the day. But maybe it was because i pushed myself too hard. Please do not see me as a weak person. Any super fit person can go pengz also. One living example is Eugene. This guy is freaking fit. But he pengz also.
"I never expected this. Trench Digging. Heat exhaustion. Body and limbs numb. Almost died."
I dare to say i pushed myself. I forced myself. My mind thought i could do it. Furthermore, i was the platoon IC. If i don't lead, who will? But i must say, i shouldn't had. Dennis had said don't need to pia so hard one. But what had happened had happened. And it was an experience i do not want to have ever again. Let's just say, when human breathing stops, i believe he will die.
Stretcher. Rover. Sent back to medical centre. They cut my pants. Those of you who know, when the doctor cut up your pants, you can roughly know how serious the case is. They put me on drip. It gets quite sia suay when you just became the platoon IC and you aren't there suddenly. Anyway i don't care about that la. Platoon SGT said i will take over next week when Deneng is done. And guess what, next week is SIT test.
They sent me to sick bay. Slept. Woke up, feeling completely fine, though slightly weak. They brought in another guy. It gets quite cute when you see guys with camou faces started coming into the sickbay, and trust me manz, at that point of time i was feeling completely fine. I was planning how to convince the MO to discharge me immediately so i can rejoin my platoon asap. This other guy that they brought in... whoa... he was completely shagged... he was semi conscious. I think he was as bad as me. But his pants wasn't cut. Damn. He kept falling asleep and the medics had to keep on slapping his face. ZhiShen and Yuanxi came by to pass a pair of specs to some guy and they told me the strength of the platoon had at that time dropped from 42 to 31. Ain't too surprised. After that i was told there was Cat 1. Heat wave.
Then this guy got stretchered in. His state ain't looking too good either. Pants cut. Totally weak. Eyes closed. At first i didn't quite recognised him but ya... was Eugene. This big guy here who is a sinseh in clubbing was sent in for hyperventilation. Same platoon. I was thinking.. heng sia... lucky not only me. But wah lanz... what the heck is with trench digging manz? Why do we have to dig trench? In the end, only got me and him, the more serious cases, got sent to the medical centre. Choon Kit half fainted and the others were totally shagged. Drained.
I told song, i don't know whether it was a good time or a bad time that i was the IC at that time. 5th day of few camp. I was damn shagged. Everyone was shagged. But the thing that was pushing me on(though it isn't really a good reason) is that we got to do our peer appraisal this weekend. If i can prove it to them, then maybe they can write something for me. But well, this isn't quite possible now.
Hope i don't get too bad a review after the lousy start i had. But the medic said, those chosen for OCS is based largely on the computer test. Dennis said that too. I hope it is like that. Then all those wayanging shit can be cut off. But then i will still give my best shot for SIT test. Oh yeah, peer appraisal. Roughly got my top 10 and bottom 10 already. Eugene slept next to me in sickbay that night. Had a nice time interacting with him. He was all well again like me after some rest. Then we both realised that during the trench digging, we tested ourselves. We pushed on and we thought we could overcome it. 1 fit person who forces himself can dig 20 times in a minute and can still pengz while a less-fitter person can just keng and dig once a minute and still get through the thing. Come on lor... the fire trench is the work of the whole platoon, you cannot possibly stand there and use eye power leh.
Then i don't know who spread around say i got asthma. Yes it is true someone shouted for an inhaler, but he was from another platoon. Both Eugene and me suffered from heat exhaustion. Ever had pins and needles throughout your whole body so bad that your limbs became numb and after sometime, you start getting cramps? Your chest gets so tight that you could only take short breaths?
At one point, i was thinking of giving up. =)
I felt so useless in the sickbay. The drip was making me pee a lot. I had to carry the whole thing to walk here and there. But well... the sleep at night in the air conditioned sickbay was... good, and there was tv and radio. =p I know i should had been sleeping in the basha with Joseph next to me. Oh... felt really thankful because he helped me to pack all my stuff and sent it back. Promise i will help him as much as i can until i POP.
Currently having status of ATT B. Will be 100% next mon. Just nice for SIT test. Outfield again. Wish me luck.
Will be chionging with song, gene, deneng and probably tiong, maybe tomorrow. Party at SOS. Maybe tonight if song calls. Meanwhile, you people have fun and take care. Life is precious.
Yours,
Lah
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