Hello people... the year is coming to an end again... I wish everyone a very happy new year ahead. Booked out on thursday night, having a long weekend till tuesday.
We got our blue berets... after 4 weeks of basic engineer training. The beret was presented by CO of ETI. The beret felt good... it wasn't like my blue beret when I was in my secondary school days as an active sea scout. It was softer, and I figured it would be much easier to season and wear. I think having the beret looked much better than the jockey cap... I think jockey caps are for recruits haha... It will make me look more soldier like i think.
The presentation was quite a simple ceremony actually, the CO donned the blue beret for us individually. After the presentation, we were read our postings. I was in total suspense again... because I really wanted to go to EOD. But it turned out I didn't get in... there were the 9 lucky ones. I wasn't one of them. Fuck!
I was posted to CBRD (chemical, biological & radiological defence) along with 23 others... I was glad at least I knew alot of people from my platoon that were going there. Well... since I got the job I will train hard over there... at least I will have an extra 200 bucks (risk allowance) in my pay haha... I will be able to do much more shopping with the extra cash, looking forward to it... So I will be in seletar camp soon enough... it's actually further than nee soon camp from my house.
After everything, we had our cohesion night event in camp... because our OC wanted to invite the CO. How dumb... we could have had it at marina south, having the seafood steamboat! So we had a bbq and some food catered to us. It was ok... everyone was having a good time as the officer cadets from CTW were looking on with envy haha...
Hmm.... long weekend... I feel like going clubbing somewhere... you know, get to know some girls. I really need to learn more about it, I'm not a clubber person. And learn how to dance haha...
That's all for now, have a nice weekend everybody.
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Saturday, December 31
Monday, December 26
Long Week
Hello people... just had a freaking long week. Oh yeah, Merry Christmas to all my friends out there by the way. And to Ivan and Guowei, Merry New Year hahaha... To Anthony, hope you are having a great time in Australia with your family.
Why a freaking long week? Well, so many field practices... Actually I wouldn't mind having lots of practicals. It is actually the stores that will kill us. Engineers have the fucking most stores in SAF... some are very freaking heavy... whether heavy or light, its way too goddamn much... Just thinking about doing stores simply turns me off. On top of that, I spent my Christmas eve in camp, in green. Doing guard duty. SAF loves me. Luckily I was clever enough to choose a good guard shift. I was basically slacking the whole time hahaha... didn't have the opportunity to draw ammo because I didn't have to do sentry or prowling... or else I will shoot everyone and book out lol.
My sidewinder steering wheel is not workable anymore... dunno want to get a new and better steering wheel anot... I won't play driving games without a steering wheel... it won't be shiok. Now I have a dilemma... dunno want to invest in my PC or PS2... if I invest in my PC, then I will get a Logitech Momo Force Feedback. If I invest in the PS2, then I will get the GT4 steering wheel, the one designed for the game one. Then again... I'm also saving for my Oakley Dartboard... I will see again. Surely an answer will come when I get my inspiration.
That's all for now... tell you more when I return with a blue beret, after my passing out from the basic course.
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Why a freaking long week? Well, so many field practices... Actually I wouldn't mind having lots of practicals. It is actually the stores that will kill us. Engineers have the fucking most stores in SAF... some are very freaking heavy... whether heavy or light, its way too goddamn much... Just thinking about doing stores simply turns me off. On top of that, I spent my Christmas eve in camp, in green. Doing guard duty. SAF loves me. Luckily I was clever enough to choose a good guard shift. I was basically slacking the whole time hahaha... didn't have the opportunity to draw ammo because I didn't have to do sentry or prowling... or else I will shoot everyone and book out lol.
My sidewinder steering wheel is not workable anymore... dunno want to get a new and better steering wheel anot... I won't play driving games without a steering wheel... it won't be shiok. Now I have a dilemma... dunno want to invest in my PC or PS2... if I invest in my PC, then I will get a Logitech Momo Force Feedback. If I invest in the PS2, then I will get the GT4 steering wheel, the one designed for the game one. Then again... I'm also saving for my Oakley Dartboard... I will see again. Surely an answer will come when I get my inspiration.
That's all for now... tell you more when I return with a blue beret, after my passing out from the basic course.
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Sunday, December 18
Running the ring
Hello... hai so sian. My stamina really sucks. I mean for my 2.4km run. I simply can't run for long distances. So sad.
Already 2 IPPT I have taken in Nee Soon camp... and for both I clocked around 11:15... so pathetic. The worst part of it, as long as you can't achieve 9:44 (Gold standard) then you will have to take all the other IPPTs through the course, which is another 2 for me. How the hell am I going to survive that... every 2.4km is like hell for me. As long as I can't get gold, I won't get my 100 bucks for the silver standard, because I still have another 1/2 a year to go... When I get posted to my unit, they will want me to keep trying for gold. WTF... "We will give you the opportunity to try again."
What cock... And my friends that have got gold will get their extra 200 bucks for the first year with their next pay I think... They even have nights off next week when we take our next IPPT arrrgghhhhhhhhh!!!! Can I change a pair of lungs? Or maybe I should drink 98 Octane...
I found out that running on the running tracks is not really suitable for me... I simply can't find the energy when running on track. In SISPEC, we run the 2.4km along a stretch of road, it's like a rally track on tarmac... I clocked 10:27 then for the final test. And I could really feel the difference, I felt more energetic on the road. Well it sounds like a lame excuse right? If you can run means you can run... cannot run means cannot run.
I don't have any problems with my static stations, I can easily get full points for those... except that my right ankle is beginning to feel the stress, particularly in the standing broad jump and shuttle run. I had twisted it 2 times during SISPEC, once in the EOD physical trial... I dunno whether want to report sick for the next once anot... but I'm afraid that the MO might see my injury as quite serious... I don't want it to affect my chances for getting into EOD. How???
Haha it has been a long week in Nee Soon camp... 6-day week with 2 days of live firing... and me being aimed to be trainee Platoon Sergeant for my platoon... So much sai gang to do. But I'm glad I didn't get into any trouble. Although sometimes the platoon can be a little uncooperative, but I managed to control them most of the time, with the help of the 4 section commanders under me. Haha time to pass on the 1st Sergeant rank to the next unlucky guy. He will be more jialat than me, because next week we have lots of practicals, so alot of stores to take care of.
Dunno whether got time to blog next week anot... I'm serving guard duty for Christmas eve!!! So damn bloody unlucky... and I was random picked. Counting down to christmas in green, carrying a rifle. So depressing... I think I might shoot Santa if I see him in camp LOL.
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Already 2 IPPT I have taken in Nee Soon camp... and for both I clocked around 11:15... so pathetic. The worst part of it, as long as you can't achieve 9:44 (Gold standard) then you will have to take all the other IPPTs through the course, which is another 2 for me. How the hell am I going to survive that... every 2.4km is like hell for me. As long as I can't get gold, I won't get my 100 bucks for the silver standard, because I still have another 1/2 a year to go... When I get posted to my unit, they will want me to keep trying for gold. WTF... "We will give you the opportunity to try again."
What cock... And my friends that have got gold will get their extra 200 bucks for the first year with their next pay I think... They even have nights off next week when we take our next IPPT arrrgghhhhhhhhh!!!! Can I change a pair of lungs? Or maybe I should drink 98 Octane...
I found out that running on the running tracks is not really suitable for me... I simply can't find the energy when running on track. In SISPEC, we run the 2.4km along a stretch of road, it's like a rally track on tarmac... I clocked 10:27 then for the final test. And I could really feel the difference, I felt more energetic on the road. Well it sounds like a lame excuse right? If you can run means you can run... cannot run means cannot run.
I don't have any problems with my static stations, I can easily get full points for those... except that my right ankle is beginning to feel the stress, particularly in the standing broad jump and shuttle run. I had twisted it 2 times during SISPEC, once in the EOD physical trial... I dunno whether want to report sick for the next once anot... but I'm afraid that the MO might see my injury as quite serious... I don't want it to affect my chances for getting into EOD. How???
Haha it has been a long week in Nee Soon camp... 6-day week with 2 days of live firing... and me being aimed to be trainee Platoon Sergeant for my platoon... So much sai gang to do. But I'm glad I didn't get into any trouble. Although sometimes the platoon can be a little uncooperative, but I managed to control them most of the time, with the help of the 4 section commanders under me. Haha time to pass on the 1st Sergeant rank to the next unlucky guy. He will be more jialat than me, because next week we have lots of practicals, so alot of stores to take care of.
Dunno whether got time to blog next week anot... I'm serving guard duty for Christmas eve!!! So damn bloody unlucky... and I was random picked. Counting down to christmas in green, carrying a rifle. So depressing... I think I might shoot Santa if I see him in camp LOL.
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Saturday, December 3
Trying to unleash the beast
So miserable... there is something very wrong with my mom's car...
It used to be much more powerful... it used to kick back my head against the headrest when i floor it... The sweet whistle of the turbo is now gone... I just don't understand...
I looked back into the rear view mirror, and saw a yellow gold BMW M3. I thought, maybe I can lure the beast to show me something, and perhaps let me hear the roar of the engine.
The light turned green. I switched to tiptronic mode and floored the pedal. The familiar strong hum of my mom's passat came to life, but something is amiss... It sounds strong, but why am I crawling? The car just feels so weak... It came to me: the turbo is not working. No whistle, no kick...
I was flooring it, and it felt like forever to get up to speed. Then the M3 noticed my intentions and switched to my left and then I heard the powerful roar of its powerplant as it passes me with ease. I think I saw a smirk on the idiot's face... he dosen't know that my beast is sick. So intimidating was the M3, but what a disappointment on my part. I could have put up a good fight with the turbo still working, although I will definitely get trashed after a few seconds into the fight...
Then later on the PIE, I tried to follow a rushing Honda Accord Euro R through its lane cutting advances, but the car is just struggling through its paces. Its like having a whole in its heart... so sad.
I concluded that my mom's car is not safe to drive... there may be some fluids leaking from the turbo. Luckily I still have my dad's Saab 95 2.0 Turbo haha...
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It used to be much more powerful... it used to kick back my head against the headrest when i floor it... The sweet whistle of the turbo is now gone... I just don't understand...
I looked back into the rear view mirror, and saw a yellow gold BMW M3. I thought, maybe I can lure the beast to show me something, and perhaps let me hear the roar of the engine.
The light turned green. I switched to tiptronic mode and floored the pedal. The familiar strong hum of my mom's passat came to life, but something is amiss... It sounds strong, but why am I crawling? The car just feels so weak... It came to me: the turbo is not working. No whistle, no kick...
I was flooring it, and it felt like forever to get up to speed. Then the M3 noticed my intentions and switched to my left and then I heard the powerful roar of its powerplant as it passes me with ease. I think I saw a smirk on the idiot's face... he dosen't know that my beast is sick. So intimidating was the M3, but what a disappointment on my part. I could have put up a good fight with the turbo still working, although I will definitely get trashed after a few seconds into the fight...
Then later on the PIE, I tried to follow a rushing Honda Accord Euro R through its lane cutting advances, but the car is just struggling through its paces. Its like having a whole in its heart... so sad.
I concluded that my mom's car is not safe to drive... there may be some fluids leaking from the turbo. Luckily I still have my dad's Saab 95 2.0 Turbo haha...
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Thursday, December 1
The Exorcism of Me
The following is a shot of me being possessed by demons.
This is how I looked like after I listened to Ozzy.
I realised my mistake and quickly turned off the nightshot on my camera and the demons ran away... or was it the classical music I switched to?Yes, I'm bored.
It's a right-hander's world
Hello people... today I want to talk about how biased the world is. No, it's not about why foreigners are taking away our jobs or why that fuck face has a babe beside him.
What I am talking about is that the world only cares for right-handers, just simply they are the majority. Why do I say so? Just take a look around you. Appliances all around you are designed for right-handers. What is your right hand holding onto now? A mouse. Have you wondered why is it not on your left? Your nice speaker system on your desktop, where are the controls? On the right speaker. The power switch on your monitor? Right. Ok, maybe you say that I am too sensitive to all this minor things...
A big problem for me actually is that guns are designed for right-handers. By now, you should have guessed that I am a left-hander. I have to adapt myself to shoot with my right-hand. Because empty cartridges fly out from the right side of the weapon. If I shoot with my left hand, the burning hot cartridges will fly into my handsome face and imbue nice & exquisite burn marks. Although it sounds like I'm whining about me not being able to shoot with my left hand, all this has actually made me ambidextrous. After some training and self-persuasion I managed to get myself to be able to shoot with my right hand. Now I can shoot with both hands.
The morale of the story? It may not be a bad thing if you are a left-hander, but rather look on the bright side of things. Things may just turn out good for you. At first I was a little angry at why everything is so right-hander oriented. But then after awhile, I began to think of it as a window for self-improvement. Self-improvement as in I can learn how to put my right hand into good use like shooting, rather than only clicking away on a mouse or some miscellaneous activities...
Haha... thank you for reading my bullcrap. Have a nice day.
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What I am talking about is that the world only cares for right-handers, just simply they are the majority. Why do I say so? Just take a look around you. Appliances all around you are designed for right-handers. What is your right hand holding onto now? A mouse. Have you wondered why is it not on your left? Your nice speaker system on your desktop, where are the controls? On the right speaker. The power switch on your monitor? Right. Ok, maybe you say that I am too sensitive to all this minor things...
A big problem for me actually is that guns are designed for right-handers. By now, you should have guessed that I am a left-hander. I have to adapt myself to shoot with my right-hand. Because empty cartridges fly out from the right side of the weapon. If I shoot with my left hand, the burning hot cartridges will fly into my handsome face and imbue nice & exquisite burn marks. Although it sounds like I'm whining about me not being able to shoot with my left hand, all this has actually made me ambidextrous. After some training and self-persuasion I managed to get myself to be able to shoot with my right hand. Now I can shoot with both hands.
The morale of the story? It may not be a bad thing if you are a left-hander, but rather look on the bright side of things. Things may just turn out good for you. At first I was a little angry at why everything is so right-hander oriented. But then after awhile, I began to think of it as a window for self-improvement. Self-improvement as in I can learn how to put my right hand into good use like shooting, rather than only clicking away on a mouse or some miscellaneous activities...
Haha... thank you for reading my bullcrap. Have a nice day.
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