tml i'm booking in.
to a new camp. its weird cuz i've enjoyed 10 days of utmost freedom, wearing whatever i want, going wherever i want, waking up whenever i want, doing whatever i want.
and the hot shower! one of the must-have household appliance omg that i'm gonna miss.
what have i done during the last 10 days. hmm. i've hung out with my mom and sis. i bought a new polo tee from river island. i went to sentosa. twice. yes thats pretty stupid don't ask me why. i went to visit my little cousin who just came back from hongkong. i went to give thanks at a temple.
most importantly. i slept alot. haha.
yup, 10 days of freedom. its all we've got. its not much, but we cannot ask for more. screwed thing is, we're just getting used to our freedom then we've to report to our new unit again. haha.
well its gonna be trainings after trainings now, only more intensive and our commanders are not like the ones in Tekong.
yes the blog post is getting boring. oh how my life is turning boring too. gahhh.
Sunday, December 21, 2008
Friday, December 19, 2008
i'm posted to SISPEC. school of infantry specialist.
or rather, suffer in silence plus extra confinement?
well. its gonna be 8 weeks in camp now...
BUT LUCKILY ITS DAMN NEAR MY HOUSE. no more 2,3 hours of travelling like my BMT days. all the way from the west to the east.
haha my buddy, who lives in chai chee, kena OCS which is officer cadet school, has to travel all the way to the west. HA.
WHO GETS THE LAST LAUGH NOW. sucker. ahahahaaha.
oh well, army is starting for me all over again. after 8 days of rest. have to report back to the new camp this monday. wonder how SISPEC life is gonna be like. not easy. and have to make new frens, train with them, stuffs like that.
least i'm not a recruit now =D
or rather, suffer in silence plus extra confinement?
well. its gonna be 8 weeks in camp now...
BUT LUCKILY ITS DAMN NEAR MY HOUSE. no more 2,3 hours of travelling like my BMT days. all the way from the west to the east.
haha my buddy, who lives in chai chee, kena OCS which is officer cadet school, has to travel all the way to the west. HA.
WHO GETS THE LAST LAUGH NOW. sucker. ahahahaaha.
oh well, army is starting for me all over again. after 8 days of rest. have to report back to the new camp this monday. wonder how SISPEC life is gonna be like. not easy. and have to make new frens, train with them, stuffs like that.
least i'm not a recruit now =D
Monday, December 15, 2008
erm, yeah so its been about 15 years in the making of their new album Chinese Democracy. what's so good about it? no doubt i'm quite a fan of them (them refers to when Axl Izzy Slash Duff Steven were still in the fucking band) but now only Axl is left in the band. rofl man, i actually start listening to them when they broke up, i'm ashamed.so click on the banner above to listen to their songs online! its still good. but i still like the old one haha.
this dude cracked me up man.
he wasn't that bad in this video though.. BUT his turbo apparently kicks in at around 2:40... just like how you revv your Honda Civic and at like 5,500 rpm you feel a SURGE and the car just rockets forward. 2:40 is GODLIKE.
this shit lagi funny:
wow look at the time now. its 12.52 on my clock. at this time i'll be going for lunch at the cookhouse with my buddies.. haha. yes, suddenly i'm back in civilian life, no more regimental stuffs and marching. though it feels awesome i still feel abit sad as those days are all over. days of being a recruit with everyone. pretty soon its phase 2 of national service when i report to my new unit. haha.
please don't throw me into Guards dear CMPB officers. =/
Friday, December 12, 2008
POP.......... LO!
BMTC School 1
Jaguar Company 04/08
Platoon 1
haha, so its all over now.
at least, for the next 9 days. heh.
I'VE PASSED OUT FROM BASIC MILITARY TRAINING CENTRE!
no doubt, everyone was in high spirits that day. even though our field pack was weighing like a ton and the sun was pretty unfriendly towards us, most of us endured through the parade.
before our passing out parade we had our 24km route march. it is a MUST for everyone to complete the 24km route march as part of our graduating parade.
life's a bitch you know. cuz we booked in on monday night, then tuesday morning we woke up, prepare this and that, clean our bunk, clean everywhere, so that when the new enlistees come they'll have a NICE AND CLEAN bunk to sleep in. so much so that we only took a short nap in the afternoon and after dinner. about 2hours in all?
before we know it, tuesday night arrived. 10 50pm, or 2250.
we set off for our 24km route march. with almost everything in our field pack. cuz we still have to bring in some stuffs when we booked in, hence our field pack weighs even more heavier than before.
how far is 24km? hmm. i'm not very sure, but maybe its the distance you walk along east coast park. from one end to the other end. and thats only 12km. so, you'll have to walk 2 times!
fun right?
so we all marched overnight, only reaching back our camp at around daylight. its so good to see the sun and light. the whole night 80% of the time we were marching blindly in the dark. the moonlight was there, but not very strong as it was cloudy.
SO. WE MADE IT. JAGUAR COMPANY PLATOON 1 MADE IT.
hahhahahahahhaaha.
these 13 weeks of my life have been, well, good. not exactly wonderful nor terrible. i have wonderful section mates. even though we've known one another for only 13 weeks, i must say we bond together real well. throughout each training we endured together, throughout every punishment we ride it out together. our platoon didn't fare that bad also.
from Jaguar Company, Platoon 1, Section 3, 04/08, the good people:
Bed 1: Me.
Bed 2: Jitinder Singh.
my buddy. bed buddy, toilet buddy, shower buddy, actually almost anything/everything buddy. i'm such an asshole for always making racist jokes and comments about you (everyone else does the same too HAHAHAH!) but this Singh here, he's DA MAN. don't worry, he'll retort with a FUCK YOU LAH whenever you say something racist.
Bed 3: Gifford Yeo (always the last to fall in from our section!!!)
Bed 4: Joel Lim (lol everytime after draw arms like to play CS in our bunk)
Bed 5: Andy Lim (2nd FALL OUT BOY lmao. Yue Aida fan!)
Bed 6: Andy Low (likes to Save the Earth by smoking in toilets to get rid of the shit smell)
Bed 7: Mok Qi Jun (always grabbing people's asses)
Bed 8: Lam Wei Cong (shower king. mention shower, and he'll made a mad dash for the toilet)
Bed 9: Denny Yak (hehe traitor of Jaguar LMAO)
Bed 10: Darren Teo (stop playing with your DS and watch more porn!)
Bed 11: CJ Tan (his magical sponges and clothes makes area cleaning easier)
Bed 12: Kenny Tung (aiseh, my other buddy that does as much cock-talking as Jit ahhahaah)
over the past 13 weeks or so i've learn alot alot of stuffs. other than military skills, of course. no doubt we'll learn to treasure our civilian life from now on, as during our stay-in there were many things we cannot do, and deprived of. simple example: we do not have access to computers there.
computers have became such a integral part of my life that without computers... it just seem weird. and many minor stuffs like, chargers for PSP and phones, television, radio (luckily my fren brought in battery-operated ones), hot showers. stuffs like that.
things aside, i also saw the ugly side of some people in the world. that don't bother to help other people when they need help. some people can't be bothered with anything either. they just wanna protect their asses, and don't really give two-fucks about whether you're dead or not. but thankfully most people i met and know inside there are not that way..
so its true you see alot and learn alot in army. initially i wasn't very happy with army, although i don't have a choice, but then as time goes by, as we got to know one another more, its not that hard to go by.
and at the end of these 13 weeks, i've lost nothing. but gained plentiful of stuffs. friendship. PR skills. leadership skills (aiya, its true you'll learn abit here and there!). better stamina. better endurance. more muscles (no, i don't look muscular now.). and of course... many many, tons of army stories and lame stuffs.
very soon, i'm about to post to another unit to start the next phase of my NS life. BMTC has been very kind to me, Jaguar company has been very kind to me. its a very good company. the commanders (or at least the bulk of them) seriously are very good.
i'll miss BMTC. LOL.
no, i do not miss the pumpings and punishments i've gained there (especially in field camp.).
let's see. some of the major events...
Field camp. worst 6 days of my life ever.
SIT Test. rather fun.
Live Range. where you take a live round, a rifle, and start firing away.
Grenade Course. need i say more?
still, there're others but i'm not gonna say. the memories will stay with me. all the good people!
once again....
Friday, November 28, 2008
wow 20days without blogging. yes, army life is so interesting and meaningful that i've actually no time to blog!
truth is, i've got nothing much to blog.
other than the major events, which are live firing and grenade-throwing which i've completed.
talk about throwing a hand grenade... the feeling of having a live grenade with you, near your body is quite nerve-wrecking.
it could explode any moment.
it could be defected, and any move you made will cause it to blow.
once it blows, anyone within 20m is virtually dead.
but it was fun. not everyone got to throw it though. those with sweaty palms and those who were afraid were excused.
i personally find it fun. especially when it blows off, of course. haha.
SOC- Standard Obstacle Course
SOC is fun too! our own playground. except for the running part, which i dare say is definitely tougher than your 2.4km run. running in your SBO is never a good choice. plus, your rifle's being a bitch by hitting against your body everytime you run.
these few weeks have been rather slack. because we have completed our major events, there's nothing much left.
heck, we're left with a week and 3 days to our graduation parade! or formally know as Passing Out Parade- POP!
oh yeah, i've completed our 16km route march. its special from the other 3,4,6,8 and 12km i've done cuz this time, our field pack is slightly heavier and we walked straight for 8km without resting. we didn't take a break at the 4km rest point, probably cuz everyone was feeling quite high?
i dunno about them, but for me my shoulders almost gave way when i reached the rest point ahhahha.
anyway! recruit life is about to be over soon. going to bade farewell to BMTC 1 Jaguar Company. its been a very good 11 weeks or so. especially with my section. and my buddy. WHO'S INDIAN. HAHHAAHHAHAHHA.
even though i felt that our platoon is not as united as it should be, but at least at some point of time we managed to stick together.
for the 16km route march, we were kinda scattered here and there, abit disappointing but nevertheless none of us fell out, and completed the whole 16km march together.
our field camp photo! heh... heck, i can't even spot myself!
good old days of our field camp.. 6 days of hell, during mid-october. and here, we emerged warriors! HAHAHA.
truth is, i've got nothing much to blog.
other than the major events, which are live firing and grenade-throwing which i've completed.
talk about throwing a hand grenade... the feeling of having a live grenade with you, near your body is quite nerve-wrecking.
it could explode any moment.
it could be defected, and any move you made will cause it to blow.
once it blows, anyone within 20m is virtually dead.
but it was fun. not everyone got to throw it though. those with sweaty palms and those who were afraid were excused.
i personally find it fun. especially when it blows off, of course. haha.
SOC- Standard Obstacle Course
SOC is fun too! our own playground. except for the running part, which i dare say is definitely tougher than your 2.4km run. running in your SBO is never a good choice. plus, your rifle's being a bitch by hitting against your body everytime you run.
these few weeks have been rather slack. because we have completed our major events, there's nothing much left.
heck, we're left with a week and 3 days to our graduation parade! or formally know as Passing Out Parade- POP!
oh yeah, i've completed our 16km route march. its special from the other 3,4,6,8 and 12km i've done cuz this time, our field pack is slightly heavier and we walked straight for 8km without resting. we didn't take a break at the 4km rest point, probably cuz everyone was feeling quite high?
i dunno about them, but for me my shoulders almost gave way when i reached the rest point ahhahha.
anyway! recruit life is about to be over soon. going to bade farewell to BMTC 1 Jaguar Company. its been a very good 11 weeks or so. especially with my section. and my buddy. WHO'S INDIAN. HAHHAAHHAHAHHA.
even though i felt that our platoon is not as united as it should be, but at least at some point of time we managed to stick together.
for the 16km route march, we were kinda scattered here and there, abit disappointing but nevertheless none of us fell out, and completed the whole 16km march together.
our field camp photo! heh... heck, i can't even spot myself!
good old days of our field camp.. 6 days of hell, during mid-october. and here, we emerged warriors! HAHAHA.
Saturday, November 8, 2008
well once again. its book-out day.
booked out yesterday at a orgasmic 1200 hours! thats 12pm for you fellas. but of course, since when is SAF so nice........................
we had to attend this defence exhibition at Science Centre. wasn't that bad, considering that we can:
1) enjoy air-con (Science Centre leh, not some hawker centre!)
2) get to see mainland Singapore (Tekong isn't exactly the best place to be.....)
3) have the chance to book out early (we won't possibly stay there the whole day till 8pm?)
4) look at girls (girls girls and more girls.)
haha the last point is just bullshit.
really.
no, i was just kidding!
okay never mind.
so we were there for the whole afternoon till about 3pm. thereafter i had lunch with my section mates at Jurong East area. then one of my section mates fetched me home as his dad came to pick him up.
hmm so for the past week... as usual military training. next week gonna go for live range! real, live rounds. live range = shooting rifle with live rounds.
which means you are holding something that could KILL.
hahhhahhhahahahhhahahhahhaa AHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAAHH AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAAHAHA
haha.
my blog is pretty boring, ain't it? i feel the same way. no pictures or whatsoever. i mean, we can't bring any image-capturing devices into Tekong so there is no way i can show you how our camp looks like.
or the trainings we had.
or the nonsensical funny stuffs we did. (sniggers)
well. here are some songs that we made up and sang inside. all stupid and lame and funny but well... its the army? the original lyrics... well they're not as interesting as ours!
hey ah oh ah infantry ah!
we are the men, from Jaguar company yah!
last time i can masturbate ah!
now i have to stand-by bed yah!
got no time to peel orange ah!
but got time to go for range yah!
got no time for chocolate bar ah!
but got time for pull-up bars yah!
well the beat is... i can't exactly describe it out here. eh got time, gimme a call, i try to sing the song for you. LOL.
G is for Geylang!
E is for every night!
Y is for young chicks!
L is for long dicks!
A is for ah-peks!
N is for night life!
G is for good life!
down by the alley,
i took a little walk-kkk,
ran into some prostitues,
had a little suck cock.
we fucked them, (AHH), sucked them, (AHH), fucked them sucked them (AHH AHH!)
into the hoooole,
left her to drown-nn,
we don't need no girlfriends,
prostitutes are cheappppp,
HEEEYYYYYY don't be a fool, somebody said we are number 2,
PUI, we are number 1!!!! JAGUARRRRR!
we still have some other nonsensical songs, but lazy to write them down here. haha!
oh well. POP is coming next month. 10 dec 2008. i'll no longer be a recruit! a trained soldier! most importantly...
no more going back to Tekong! its like someone shipped you off to another island and imprisoned you there man...
alright. time to get some rest. oh well.
booked out yesterday at a orgasmic 1200 hours! thats 12pm for you fellas. but of course, since when is SAF so nice........................
we had to attend this defence exhibition at Science Centre. wasn't that bad, considering that we can:
1) enjoy air-con (Science Centre leh, not some hawker centre!)
2) get to see mainland Singapore (Tekong isn't exactly the best place to be.....)
3) have the chance to book out early (we won't possibly stay there the whole day till 8pm?)
4) look at girls (girls girls and more girls.)
haha the last point is just bullshit.
really.
no, i was just kidding!
okay never mind.
so we were there for the whole afternoon till about 3pm. thereafter i had lunch with my section mates at Jurong East area. then one of my section mates fetched me home as his dad came to pick him up.
hmm so for the past week... as usual military training. next week gonna go for live range! real, live rounds. live range = shooting rifle with live rounds.
which means you are holding something that could KILL.
hahhhahhhahahahhhahahhahhaa AHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAAHH AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAAHAHA
haha.
my blog is pretty boring, ain't it? i feel the same way. no pictures or whatsoever. i mean, we can't bring any image-capturing devices into Tekong so there is no way i can show you how our camp looks like.
or the trainings we had.
or the nonsensical funny stuffs we did. (sniggers)
well. here are some songs that we made up and sang inside. all stupid and lame and funny but well... its the army? the original lyrics... well they're not as interesting as ours!
hey ah oh ah infantry ah!
we are the men, from Jaguar company yah!
last time i can masturbate ah!
now i have to stand-by bed yah!
got no time to peel orange ah!
but got time to go for range yah!
got no time for chocolate bar ah!
but got time for pull-up bars yah!
well the beat is... i can't exactly describe it out here. eh got time, gimme a call, i try to sing the song for you. LOL.
G is for Geylang!
E is for every night!
Y is for young chicks!
L is for long dicks!
A is for ah-peks!
N is for night life!
G is for good life!
down by the alley,
i took a little walk-kkk,
ran into some prostitues,
had a little suck cock.
we fucked them, (AHH), sucked them, (AHH), fucked them sucked them (AHH AHH!)
into the hoooole,
left her to drown-nn,
we don't need no girlfriends,
prostitutes are cheappppp,
HEEEYYYYYY don't be a fool, somebody said we are number 2,
PUI, we are number 1!!!! JAGUARRRRR!
we still have some other nonsensical songs, but lazy to write them down here. haha!
oh well. POP is coming next month. 10 dec 2008. i'll no longer be a recruit! a trained soldier! most importantly...
no more going back to Tekong! its like someone shipped you off to another island and imprisoned you there man...
alright. time to get some rest. oh well.
Saturday, November 1, 2008
i reached home at 11 30pm, or rather 2330 last night. i've never felt so shagged in my whole life before, haha.
the last 2 weeks have been physically and mentally tiring for me, and of course all my buddies. we stormed the jungles together, leopard crawl through mud and dirt together (once we had to leopard crawl over this hill cuz we pissed our Sir off but heng he relented. i swore i wouldn't be sitting here if i did that), slept in a shellscrape i dug, swiped tons of mosquitoes and flies and ants, killed a centipede (with my SAF boots leh!) and of course...
the highlight was i actually DID NOT FALL SICK. or FELL OUT. hahaaahahahahhaahhahahaa.
never thought i would made it through all these huh.. you fucking pussies!
except i came back with a swollen right eye and tons of insect bites on both sides of my hand. my sister is afraid to look at them lol. i think there's.. (counting) about 20 bites on each hand? went home and applied MOPIKO, that kinda helps to soothe the itchiness.
field camp, 6 days, took place last week. it was hell, i tell you. literally a boot camp kinda thing. well, its an experience, firstly i didn't bathe for the 6 whole damn days, i only bathed for the 1st time in 6 days when i reached home.
i stood in the shower, at home, and just basked in the glory of having warm water run over me, for... a good 3,4 mins.
and another thing.. having dug a hole for more than 6 hours, and sleeping in it... never felt so good. hahahaha!
the worst thing that happened was that it rained CONTINOUSLY from the night of Day2 till the morning of Day5 of my field camp... it was really fucked up man, that was really some bad fuckshit. sleeping in wet clothes.... but luckily i had my gortex jacket.
so anyway, another highlight was SHITTING in the forest. yeah baby, you just dig a hole, unbutton your pants, squat down and.... let everything out!
i was shitting at another camp site that offered me a sea view... okay how many times in your lifetime have you shit in an open area, and in one that offers you a sea view? which you can see ships passing by.....
no right?
THEN WHAT YOU WAITING FOR? SIGN ON WITH THE SAF!
that was just plain bullshit, excuse me. heh..
so one night, i was sleeping when suddenly... it began to rained.
no, not just rained. it rained heavily, accompanied by thunder and lightning. all of us hurried out of our tents and took shelter at a nearby shed. which was, just nice, beside the sea.
so as the sea breeze blew in, we shivered. it was just plain pathetic, all of us soaking wet (the shed wasn't big enough for all of us) and the wind just kept blowing in at us........
conclusion: life in the jungle is tough, and is subjected to the mercy of the heavens and weather.
now you jackasses know how lucky you are?
alright. time to let my swollen eyes to rest. honestly i don't know how i got them... bloody hell. there's an old saying that when you peep at girls bathing, you will get swollen eyes.
BUT JUNGLE FIELD CAMP WHERE GOT GIRLS!
!#@!$#@%!@^^#$@&#@&#@%#!%@$#^$#@^#!^#!&!#
the last 2 weeks have been physically and mentally tiring for me, and of course all my buddies. we stormed the jungles together, leopard crawl through mud and dirt together (once we had to leopard crawl over this hill cuz we pissed our Sir off but heng he relented. i swore i wouldn't be sitting here if i did that), slept in a shellscrape i dug, swiped tons of mosquitoes and flies and ants, killed a centipede (with my SAF boots leh!) and of course...
the highlight was i actually DID NOT FALL SICK. or FELL OUT. hahaaahahahahhaahhahahaa.
never thought i would made it through all these huh.. you fucking pussies!
except i came back with a swollen right eye and tons of insect bites on both sides of my hand. my sister is afraid to look at them lol. i think there's.. (counting) about 20 bites on each hand? went home and applied MOPIKO, that kinda helps to soothe the itchiness.
field camp, 6 days, took place last week. it was hell, i tell you. literally a boot camp kinda thing. well, its an experience, firstly i didn't bathe for the 6 whole damn days, i only bathed for the 1st time in 6 days when i reached home.
i stood in the shower, at home, and just basked in the glory of having warm water run over me, for... a good 3,4 mins.
and another thing.. having dug a hole for more than 6 hours, and sleeping in it... never felt so good. hahahaha!
the worst thing that happened was that it rained CONTINOUSLY from the night of Day2 till the morning of Day5 of my field camp... it was really fucked up man, that was really some bad fuckshit. sleeping in wet clothes.... but luckily i had my gortex jacket.
so anyway, another highlight was SHITTING in the forest. yeah baby, you just dig a hole, unbutton your pants, squat down and.... let everything out!
i was shitting at another camp site that offered me a sea view... okay how many times in your lifetime have you shit in an open area, and in one that offers you a sea view? which you can see ships passing by.....
no right?
THEN WHAT YOU WAITING FOR? SIGN ON WITH THE SAF!
that was just plain bullshit, excuse me. heh..
so one night, i was sleeping when suddenly... it began to rained.
no, not just rained. it rained heavily, accompanied by thunder and lightning. all of us hurried out of our tents and took shelter at a nearby shed. which was, just nice, beside the sea.
so as the sea breeze blew in, we shivered. it was just plain pathetic, all of us soaking wet (the shed wasn't big enough for all of us) and the wind just kept blowing in at us........
conclusion: life in the jungle is tough, and is subjected to the mercy of the heavens and weather.
now you jackasses know how lucky you are?
alright. time to let my swollen eyes to rest. honestly i don't know how i got them... bloody hell. there's an old saying that when you peep at girls bathing, you will get swollen eyes.
BUT JUNGLE FIELD CAMP WHERE GOT GIRLS!
!#@!$#@%!@^^#$@&#@&#@%#!%@$#^$#@^#!^#!&!#
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