Sunday, June 26, 2005

A gasp of mainland air.

Of all the weeks they had to pick, they picked the first week for me to do guard duty. So i booked out 1030 today. And 915pm later for book in.

So i had to cab home, wash clothes, hang clothes, cab to church, go beach road, then cab home, iron-dry the still-wet clothes, pack, go causeway point to get more stuff, then return home. Then book-in.

Its worst then drowning.

Honghui, ivan and Alex are having fun in their welfare-oriented companies. Of all companies, i have to be posted to the most sadistic one. And those guys who think that Foxtrot is worst than Charlie, you are wrong. I wont go into the details of how my company treat the trainees. Its simply too sadistic.

Yet again, i have to rant. I apologise.

Sunday, June 19, 2005

Looking back..

Saturday, June 18, 2005

Its been a long time
since i tried to rhyme
2 months ago i went into solitude
upon an island of large magnitude
i met up with people of all shapes and sizes
and was tortured together; that didnt surprise us
battered, bruised, broken, beaten
squashed, squished, stepped on, flattened
we went through harsh vegetation
and tough terrain with no question
we slept in mud, ate while it rain
work till we drop, suffer in pain
and rain, the main bane was pain
in vain we suffer till we got insane
and again, i say rain is pain
cos really, we had no gain
we suffered in silence
we fell into depression
we scarred our will
we shattered our dignity
and heck, the above didnt rhyme
but im no poet, it aint no crime
im just a guy who spends his time
on the com when he should be in bed
but enough said.
we pulled through the pain
and we wiped the shit stain
and we got up from the ground
and turned things around
we once marched 4 km and wanted to die
but we marched 24 km and we almost fly
we ran and we drop
now we run and we cant stop
we once yelled help the floor is rising
now we pump and start dancing
and now the chin up bar
is my chocolate bar
ok thats lame
but true, its like a game
we are strong, tough, able
ferocious, beastly capable
we are PRIVATES.


But im so not ready for SISPEC.

Wednesday, June 15, 2005

Theme song of 'One Tree Hill'

Gavin DeGraw, I don't Wanna Be

I dont need to be anything other
Than a prison guard's son
I dont need to be anything other
Than a specialist's son
I dont have to be anyone other
Than the birth of two souls in one
Part of where im going, is knowing where im coming from

I dont want to be
Anything other than what I've been trying to be lately
All I have to do
Is think of me and I have peace of mind
I'm tired of looking 'round rooms
Wondering what I've got to do
Or who Im supposed to be
I dont want to be anything other than me

I'm surrounded by liars everywhere I turn
I'm surrounded by imposters everywhere I turn
I'm surrounded by identity crisis everywhere I turn
Am I the only one who noticed?
I cant be the only one who's learned


I dont want to be
Anything other than what I've been trying to be lately
All I have to do is think of me and I have peace of mind
I'm tired of looking 'round rooms
Wondering what I've got to do
Or who I'm supposed to be
I dont want to be anything other than me

Can I have everyone's attention please?
If you're not like this and that, you're gonna have to leave
I came from the mountain
The crust of creation
My whole situation-made from clay to stone
And now I'm telling everybody

I dont want to be
Anything other than what I've been trying to be lately
All I have to do is think of me and I have peace of mind
Im tired of looking 'round rooms
Wondering what I've got to do
Or who I'm supposed to be
I dont want to be anything other than me

Tuesday, June 14, 2005

A week of civilisation.

Its ticking. Tick. Tock. Tick. Tock. Time is running out. The oxygen tank is leaking, and i only have a short time to breathe. And i cannot have a refill. I have only a week left to be free, after which i'm back to prison life, back to basics, back to orders, back to conformity, back to forestry. The call of duty. When the boy becomes a man. That's trash. It would take more than just army for that transformation to happen.

Whatever. Anyone wanna watch batman this week? I wanna. honghui dun wanna. Dun fren him. I fren anyone who watch with me.

See? 9 weeks of 'grueling' training and i still do that fren-no-fren thingy. And i dun believe that throwing me in the jungle in isolation for a month would change anything either.

And on fri my posting will be out. Its either ocs or sispec. ocs? HA HA HA if i get in. But joel says any crapola dumb slack freak person also can enter. Which was quite true. Back to islandlife i guess.

Wednesday, June 08, 2005

Finally threw the cap.

Today, i passed out on the parade square. No i DIDNT faint.. Thats 2mths of basic military nonsense done. A great ending to a great experience. Actually nothing great. BMT is no kick at all! 24km route march? Nothing to it. Thats a stroll in the park man. Like falling of a log. A breeze. Like taking candy from a baby. Like winking. Piece of cake. Chicken's feet. What a waste of my precious time man! Ok fine im kiddin. I suffered a bit.

Uselessness in BMT.
5bx in the morning? (though my company dun have) For what?
Throw medicine ball to train strength??
Combat PT1 before swimming???
Asking for permission to carry on when sergeant already said carry on.
Not allowing whole company to go cookhouse for 3 weeks just because 3 guys (who are AT HOME) had chickenpox 2 weeks ago.
During standby bed, we must arrange items horizontally in order: spoon, fork,tootbrush, toothpaste, shaver, soap box, and not complying to that order warrants pumping. And arrange lidat collect dust then cannot use.

Ironies Ive faced.
"Our Army, the Decisive Force." That's seriously the biggest joke in the history of all jokes (that i've heard of). This morning i ran up and down 5 storeys because sergeants kept changing their damn instructions.
Before fieldcamp/outfield events, we put our VALUABLES in TRASHbags.
The company medic, who SHOULD KNOW that SMOKING KILLS, smokes.
Its fine to kill humans but its wrong to kill small insects.
Somehow sergeants are better than officers in many ways.
When you report sick, you will be asked to do more physical work.

And yah, lets compare bmt SOC timings! I took 10 full minutes exactly. Quite slow right.

Saturday, June 04, 2005

And so..

The Falcon warrior 'pop's out of bmtc next week. No pun intended.

The Falcon warrior also laughs at the ravens who should be marching 24km at this very moment.

The Falcon warrior realises the fact that the ravens are gonna pop out of bmtc one day earlier however.

The Falcon warrior says "darn".

Chirrp.