16.4.06
Excerpts from the west-side
22.54pm, 10/4/2006
Whoopie! It's the end of monday! 3 more days to that LOONG bookout (err..3 days of rest to be exact..). It's been probably my longest time spent in camp by far..the longest before that was only like 8 days. It's probably been my longest period in camp by far..the longest before that was only like 8 days. It's been so long that i can hardly recall a time when i DIDN'T live in the SISPEC bunk. Sucks sia.
The past week has been ok i suppose..Can't really remember much except that it was long and tiring..Haha every day IS long and tiring. So many activities from sun-up till way past sun-down. Hmm..minor activites aside..oh i finally got a GOLD for IPPT!! Haha, it was like so darn easy to get gold for napfa back in JC, but NS u need a 2.4km timing under 9:45..
Managed to run 9:14 though..definitely a personal best. Just 2weeks ago i ran 10:16, and 2weeks before that i ran 10:48..and even THAT was a personal best. Back in VJC i couldn't even clear eleven minutes. Hoohah! Super fit! Does that mean that i'm grateful for SAF's
divine intervention into my life? Err...:
Let's see..my scores are.. Chin-ups: 21, shuttle run: 9.6, standing broad jump: >260, sit-ups: 53
Kinda puts me in the running for Company Best PT...like in the top 5. So weird..Greg who never trains. My company fitness standards not TT high, so got chance. Provided that i had another go at the test. Small improvements in the rest and 30sec off the 2.4. Ahh whatever. I'd probably just go slack. As if i wanna go O-C-S or smthn.
Oh and i had live range too! Gotta try grenade launcher and stuff. And sit in the forest and pine my life away as well. -.- Man but so tired now..probably cause i gossiped and bitched with justin till past 11..we kinda have to wake up at about 5.15am every day on average..
Today we also did outfield drills the whole day, and i just kept screwing up because i was so tired! So i kept getting scolded by my sergeant.. like "k*n*n* ANG! wah lau eh ANG the f*ck u doing??" Haha got a few funny scenes today too..like hearing our platoon commander who's like 30-40+ talk about sex..and when our sergeant was teaching us what to take from slain enemies in the field..
Sergeant Jameson: "After you kill the enemy, your section [preserving state secrets] and [preserving state secrets] will search his SBO, Any loaded magazines take, and any maps, rations, etc...
Private Jensen: "Err...then what if you find Oreos? Hahaha."
-.-
LOL.
What the hell.
Jensen's becoming
sorta like our section fall guy lol...and now we can't even say his name in front of our sergeant 'cos it sounds too alike. Oh and Jensen also "likes" (he asked me about her and we just make fun of him 'cos of that..nothing wrong with that really...hahaha) a particular VJ bowler from my school! Lol then again knowing that girl..liking her's quite..normal lah. Gossiping among my platoon people, I've also discovered that there's this platoon-mate who finds this VJ (J2 now) bowler DAMN chio..like practically the BEST in VJ to him. And there's another who had an ex among the VJ bowlers. Then there is..or rather was, me. There's something about VJ bowlers huh..0_o
Anyway, i'm getting pretty used to this life. Although i kinda feel rather..upset with some elements of my platoon. My section, at least, are mostly nice people, and mostly quite civilian-trained like me (ho ho ho). But the others..i think there're quite a lot of people in Delta with one-track minds and who're quick to anger, quick to judge, not to mention quick to order people about despite their lack of any authority or expertise on the matter. Like they'd get very frantic and shout and scream and others when more things could be done with a calm mind. Perhaps it's just the training. Perhaps it's just that suffering brings the worst out of people. I don't really enjoy being with people who're quick to judge that my actions are wrong, etc and getting all angry before realising that i was right. -.- Why can't people be more peace-loving.
Then there're those who don't appreciate that people are just...different, sometimes. I'm eccentric. I laugh when other people are eccentric or act weird and wacky. I find that it's funny and interesting. And refreshing. Many other people just call it "Mad". I'm classified as "crazy" by some because i sing out loud in bunk and joke a lot. DOT DOT DOt Dot dot...Maybe it's a Singaporean thing; this close-mindedness and this unwillingness to embrace uniqueness and to do and say things which are too wacky and "ang-moh-ish".
Well anyway i've gotta end this..it's past 12am already. Still got plenty of stuff that i have to do..I'll probably be the last to sleep again. (Oh yes i'm also "crazy" 'cos i take my time to prepare everything for the next day BEFORE i shower, not after) Bye for now!
2.4.06
YET another weekend post..
Woohoo
once again i'm writing a blog post AFTER a long, hard week and just BEFORE booking back into camp...i'm beginning to sense a painfully
obvious trend in my blog posts these past months..Well it can't be helped, seeing as this is the only time i actually feel like doing any writing.
Not that i've got anything that's exactly
burning to be typed down and saved however. I don't exactly have much gossip bursting from me or what not. But somehow even if there isn't anything to write, i'd still come up with something (something like what i'm currently doing..). I get the faint feeling that blogs are becoming somewhat
out of trend now. Like, not part of singa-pop culture anymore. I mean, i know a few people who haven't updated their blogs for MONTHS! Maybe it's just not fun pretending you're an artistic/literary person anymore :
For those who're interested (and who hopefully number around at least...3...) SISPEC has been pretty ok i suppose. I'm getting more and more used to the physical training and the style of the timetable (like wake up in the morning, PT, breakfast, area cleaning, parade, lessons, lunch, PT, dinner, lessons, sleep..), and although i'm just becoming more
sian day by day, the bleakness within me has simply faded to something more like bored resignation. I'm pretty confident of going through all this without any difficulty.
Apparently my shoulders have been growing more broad too. LOL either that or jaclyn's getting more blind doing all that secretary work. And while the pimples from sweating under the hot sun with headgear sucks (i used to be practically smooth-faced you know, i'm apparently losing my baby fat and becoming more "grown-up looking"...haha i didn't expect that anything GOOD would come out of all this, but hey, there you go. The eyebags haven't receded though. -.- Don't get much sleep everyday
lah. Not that it really matters..like who's gonna look at a no-hair dude wearing polo..
tucked in..and with plastic glasses..0.0
Hmm hmm anyway i watched a movie with the usual dudes and dudettes at cine this saturday..Ice Age 2..and it was like
oh my goodness. So kiddy lah! Which would be perfectly ok, given that it's a
kid's show, but there were a whole bunch of ah-lian and uni and jc-age people laughing all over the theatre. At jokes that i'm-so-sorry-apparently-i'm-much-too-ancient-and-boring-at-heart-to-appreciate. Like apparently it's extremely hilarious to have people bumping into each other in a chain reaction. And to see a poor little dude try to get his nut and failing repeatedly (after awhile i just felt really sorry for the guy..like i was trying to cheer him on but in the end it's kinda obvious he'd fail). Some parts were quite dumb also...like why should the guy mammoth wanna get into a relationship with the gal mammoth simply because they're the only 2 left? And the baddies...i think those in the 1st Ice Age deserved a bit more respect.
Well anyway enough bitching...it's time to pack in my new i-pod (the old one had harddisk failure right
after the warranty ended. bah.) into my bag, take a shower, and head back down to SISPEC camp! Sigh..and i didn't even get to watch the latest Bleach. Goodbye all..i'll be back only on the 13th of April at night so if you wanna organise any group outings before that time, please try not to inform me of it. Erm. Yah, thanks.