zoom zoom zoom, 2weeks of confinement is over, again... haha. infact, its so fast paced that hey, i'm going to pass out as a corporal next week already. Cheers! another 3mths later and i'd be a sergeant going for GUARDS conversion. and then... and then i'll be what i wanted to become. a GUARDSMEN.
Ex. nutcracker the defensive exercise where SISPEC ppl learn to dig holes. haha, spent bout 1.5 nights digging on 2 stupid holes, a shell scrape and a fire trench. dug finish the holes only to be told to cover them upas it was time to pack up and go home. hell, no one completed. me and my buddy's "grave" was one of the more complete ones. haha
COC Parade was a one day affair where we relaxed one corner and chilled out from the nutcracker and prepared for grandslam. it was a complete waste of time as we watched the outgoing CO leave and the new one arrive. i was tasked to stand by the road side to wave gd bye and clap hello. haha! calafarre. but hey, all thanks to these retarded things, my next exercise was cut one day short! from 3D2N reduced to 2D1N. HAPPY! haha
grandslam was just carrying out missions for 2 days. doing harbouring where i laid down in prone position and slpt my time away.they picked a wonderful sport for me where i was far far away from any of the commanders, meaning free and easy sleeping. haha no one to come over and disturb me or check if i was awake and watching the front. haha during the missions once again i felt the frustration when a "leader" does not know how to navigate and got us lost. back tracking and walking additional distances was deffinitely not on my "want-to-do" list. oh well, shit happens.
live firing was the last obstacle to face charlie coy before we could all book out and say sayonara to tekong and head back to S'pore. i spent more time wating then doing anything... as usual SAF policy applies, rush to wait, wait to rush. got back to company line at 3am in the morning, cleaned rifle till 4.30 and rushed to pack up and book out by 7! WOOT! and here i am back on the bigger island.
my buddy was chosen to be one of the 2 running candidates for Platoon Best and a chance to cross over to OCS. i belief he truely has the qualities of being a good officer. the other guy? the ultimate WAYANG KING. haha and he got in. well i must say he has some good abilities, but hey at the rate he WAYANGS? haha i didn't really like him. he so enjoys trying to lead us and when given the slightest power, he'll greatly enjoy abusing it to show off to the commanders he can get things done at the expense of shouting at us, making empty promises to try to motivate us and all the other shit. haha.
seriously? of course i feel jealousy inside and maybe even show it outside. i'd really like to cross over to OCS. but too bad. i'm not allowed to. maybe my chance would truely come one day... maybe... one day... hahaha step by step then. ONE MORE WEEK TO CORPORAL RANK!