Friday, July 25, 2008 @ 10:43 PM:
5th week of ssc has passed. Training is getting more and more intense, and life isn't easy over there at all. Apart from the usual stuffs i have to do, now comes with more major problems within the platoon, and the platoon seems like falling apart any sooner or later. I can't believe there are still some fcuked up peoples around to tear the platoon down or even politics which so much distrust and backstabbing towards one another. Fking hypocrites and wayangs, do whatever they want man, just don't let me be involved. Furthermore, how demoralizing it is each day to see that the main platoon has the equal strength as the status group now. My damn knee is starting to ache again but i'm still restraining myself from reporting sick as i have enough work from the sick stuffs. Haix, what a sad life down in changi naval base.
so come on, tell me.
Friday, July 18, 2008 @ 10:44 PM:
I don't understand why must we always wry about how to get back home after each and every bookout. The shuttle buses provided are not reliable as it's always packed with perm staffs, the road is too clear of taxis, and even calling it takes a hard time on it. Training is really making me feel more and more lethargic. What the physical programs we have are run and swim and run and swim and run and swim everyday, as well as the daily 4 klick marches routine. I'm pretty tired of the run and i don't think i'm able to catch up with the pacing in my current group. My appointment, is taking away all of my admin and personal time. Not only that, standards of each sgts are always diff and i have to comply to each and everyone of them with such a constain time that makes me feel like i couldn't breathe. And what they want is good standards with such a little time allowance for myself. It's kinda selfish to me and i mentally stressed with such a tremendous amt of people reporting sick till the point that sooner or later the platoon would have less than half a strength. Argh, what a pathetic state i have landed in, just let me be a clerk.
so come on, tell me.
Friday, July 11, 2008 @ 10:36 PM:
The short 5 days of my 1st book in really seems like 5 weeks, i've finally struggled back home after i realised that there wasn't any shuttle bus back and the there weren't any taxi services around that area. The training had not yet started, and i believed that it would be demanding and intense. Schedules are always as packed as ever, we alrdy had our saw live range today and upcoming next week will be on gpmg... Punishments and regimentals was so fcuked up, though i have no choice still, where they punish for every slightest mistake, till the pt that we have to do stand bys even more than ever in bmt, long dist marchings for trainings and all.
But all these physical trainings and punishments were still nothing, my stupid appointments that i got gave me the most mental stress. While the rest were alrdy having their rest in the early evening, i'm still not yet done with my task and what i had left was just the few mins before RO. I gotta race with time day after day, running up and down the building collecting medical slips out of 65 people. I'm so so tired of it, though it's just the 1st week, unlike platoon ic which rotates around every week, i gotta do the entire shit myself for rest of the 9 weeks. I'm so stress up while some people in my bunks are kinda self centre so i have no choice but to catch up with their work each and now, but after all we come from different backgrds so bad luck i guess. Even still, i have to stress of what songs to sing during the long marches and no matter how much i tried the platoon still gets punished everytime.
Time and time again i keep telling myself to endure through the entire course, but sometimes i really wanna wriggle my way out of there cause i can't take it sometimes. It may just be sooner or later before i get a breakdown. I barely have the time to talk to anyone on the phone. Even so, the stupid starhub doesn't have any network there. Just how long can i still go through this.
Fcuk it man.
so come on, tell me.
Sunday, July 06, 2008 @ 4:24 PM:
Oh shit, gonna booked in at changi naval base pretty soon. Hopefully i have spent my time meaningfully over the weekends. I guess i'm gonna gain some weight again before i enlist to the new vocation. The supper previous night was great, but was kinda scared off by the minor accident as mh was the driver. Oh well, off i go now.
so come on, tell me.
Friday, July 04, 2008 @ 12:44 AM:
Rp postings results are out. And as expected, i'm still remain as a sea soldier. Well, i though there could still be some last min changes but unfortunately, all the ppl in the navy sector weren't even touched at all. Still its better after all as i'm not one of the 82 ppl posted to airtroopers, which means hell, but neither am i posted as a dog handler where the camp is just 15 mins walk from my house, which means i have to wake up early to travel to changi from now. Thankfully, i didn't managed to fail my theory test as people like me who slps on every lecture don't deserve to pass afterall. So now i have officially completed the course after 2 weeks! Holidays are over and back to the real training next week.
These few days i realised that my back was actually slightly slouch after all, which doesn't looks pleasant to me at all. I supposed that this is due to the accumulated years of lacking confidence to standing upright with the vertically challenged me. So i shall now stand straight on my back to prevent myself from shrinking further in the future!
Sometimes after things happen for some time i guess there isn't a need to explain or argue further anymore. I'm not some god who can tell whether how people are feeling right now, neither should i think twice before i talk or i would rather talk to a stranger after all. And i don't think i should deserve smt like that, as in not as if people are pure never once ridiculous before. So i shalln't fcuking care less at how ppl rant at me.
Enjoyable ^
so come on, tell me.
Tuesday, July 01, 2008 @ 9:49 PM:
Hm, this is gonna be the last week that i'm going to enjoy the luxury of staying out, which means no more staying out in the night or slping at my own bed for the weekdays anymore. Rp course is ending soon, where tml will be the last day which i will be wearing my lbv and helm. How i wish life in the naval base would be better and less fcuked up, and i'm feeling so fcuked up now though. I'm sick and tired of it, i should just let go.
It's nothing. nothing.
so come on, tell me.
