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another expected day. mock up of the actual thing. changed from lane 2 to 3. quite boring really.

just yesterday, found my torch issued during bmt in my sbo. thought i had lost it since i couldnt seem to see it anywhere when i was looking through some stuff. and strangely, found some rubber band and cap of some needle from some iv admin set that dates back all the way to medic course. just goes to show it has been very long since i have last use my sbo.

and talk by dy head. oh. change liao. used to be this other guy. and this new guy is pushing for so many changes. just hope that whatever restructuring happens, the level of activity remains the same.

ok. finally. time to register modules.

sigh. as much as i think i should take an intensive. the only intensive that im interested in, has the only assignment period set during the weekend of my birthday. sigh. maybe i should just take it up and see how lo. maybe add/drop later.

10:08PM

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I realised it is no longer about standing on either sides of it. i realised that it is very much the same problem. but it is still not that late for me to realise that, since it just means i will no longer be losing sleep over it. it is for the better.

however. just because it is for the better does not mean that it is good.

sigh.

10:03PM





zeroing took an unexpectedly long time. so only managed to reach home at abt 8pm. the latest so far. but on the bright side, ict is coming to an end, and tml is gg to be a half day affair once again! yippe.

but yeah. the live firing is gg to be on thursday. will only reach home very late i guess. and i think there is going to be a lot of time wasted at the range.

on another note, beginning to click much better with more platoon mates. a good sign i guess. but chances are we wun see each other for the next ict since there is going to be this major restructuring to the unit soon. hopefully it will remain as slack as now. i don't need it to be any slack-er. im already contended with what's happening now.

things are always like that right. once u finally begin to get into the swing of things, it is almost about time that each of us will go our separate ways. i won't say im not looking forward to the end of it. it is just that some of the people i've talked to did provide me with a different perspective of life. not that i will be able to write a thesis expounding on "the meaning of life" or something. just that. as they said, national service is a great leveler - social status or otherwise. so u do get to see people from all walks of life. u get to see the society from a different perspective sometimes.

and they talked abt dave teo today. well. of sort. but since i wasn't directly involved in the conversation, i didn't mention that he was from my camp, i didn't mention that he used to report sick quite often, i didn't mention that how i rmb his name written on the report sick form quite well for some reason that im not very sure, i didn't mention how he was rather polite when he asked for his medication at the dispensary, i didn't mention some things that my brother (who was indirectly involved in the aftermath of the matter) told me, i didn't mention that i was following the news rather closely, i didn't mention that the shock i felt when i realised he has a rather miserable childhood.

then i rmb this guy from his same unit. i rmb this particular day, i was sitting down in my dispensary, was playing minesweeper and trying my best to beat this high score set by this other edwin from another unit. so there i was, trying my very best, when this particular guy came to me, asked for his medication - which was not available then - and then started to talk to me. at first, rather boring stuff. until he started talking about his life. how miserable he was. how his younger brother is warded at mental institution for some reason. how his mother is no longer coming home regularly. so yeah. u do get to meet a lot of different sort of ppl from different background in the army.

and people from the attached-attached unit have even more colourful history. but that would take too much blogging time.

in any case. went back to that particular range within the camp for zeroing. as usual, some memories came flooding back. the range is still the same as i rmb it 2 years ago. just that the ammo point is now done up much more beautifully. the canteen still looks the same - from far at least, since i never buy stuff from there when i was still a nsf. and the toilet is still filthy as usual. very dirty.

then on the tonner back to the mt line. memories again. the (literally) long and winding road into the ammo dump, and i went past the spot where i used to stand, carrying breakfast for the butt party, waiting for the ammo vehicle to come and fetch me. the spot where i stood for abt a year or so. this stone like structure is still there. but the jacob's ladder is gone though. some things do change i guess.

the camp itself really brings back a lot of memories. the training sheds, the medical centre, the canteens, the cookhouse. and i should go over to the other canteen and take a look soon, to see whether it is still the same people running the stalls, and whether the freaking fierce uncle is still selling drinks, whether the lady who is in her 40s but ignores customers who call her auntie still sells fruit juices. whether the always smiling uncle and his wife is still selling muslim food, and whether the freaking nice chicken rice stall is still there. and whether this old auntie who looks like a man is still frying food there. and whether this old uncle is still running the wan tan mee stall with his wife. ah. memories.

i don't know whether i am really looking forward to the end of the ict. sure enough, i know i will be very glad when it is all over, but i know that at the end of it all, the memories will take foreground and once again fill me up with nostalgia.

its yesterday once more.

9:59PM

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"there wasn't a relationship for u to rebound on. and u didn't rebound."

if there wasn't a relationship, by attempting to hook on with another person soon after the first person reject you does not mean u r rebounding.

even if u think the attempt to hook up with the second person qualify as a rebound, it is still not a rebound since nothing happened between you and the second person.

nothing happened with the first nor the second. reality sucks.

10:35PM






another slack day. slacker than usual actually. but again. i am not complaining. just thinking aloud.

somehow. we had to gather early once again since there was suppose to be a guest lecturer. but. really winner. apparently the guest lecturer is on leave. er. ok.

so it was lecture abt the live firing. canteen break. another lecture. one hour lunch. and we were done for the day. at 130pm. clap clap. again. not complaining. just thinking aloud.

but im kinda worried abt the live firing. since there this portion where firers from alternate lanes are going to move forward while the firers from the other lanes are gg to shoot. yes. while some of the firers are moving forward. i suppose such has happened before in this red-tape organisation, in similar settings or otherwise. just that. im too used to seeing people firing together in a straight line. ah well. something new. the good thing is the two person next to me don't look like ultra bo bo shooter. so ah well. u will still see edwin next week.

and the person came over again. keep ur hands to urself!

so i rushed back home and rushed out again with roger.. thinking we can only register for our modules in school... turns out... NO LO... u can register from the comfort of ur own home. and u can edit ur choices somemore. wth. what they never say so earlier? but ah well. at least i got some comments from other students.. nice to see some people after such a long time...

ok. im hungry.

6:39PM

6:46PM

oh. and we had this nus gathering of sort today at the cookhouse. somehow a lot of us are still schooling at nus. theres someone from computing, someone from mechanical engineering, someone from science, and someone gg into business. and they were talking on and on abt bidding, and... er... debating as to which fac has the prettiest girls. and somehow they think that law girls fall into the two extremes. in any case it wasnt exactly a debate since two of them reached the same conclusion about the "quality" of girls from different fac.

and then they started talking abt that wrestling guy. read the last entry. and apparently he has been a real airhead all along, all the way from his nsf days. and no one likes him. and when i said the same thing, one of them asked me "But u were talking so much with him during ippt!" In defence, he was the only one talking. i merely acknowledged his presence. and apparently, everyone else in the same detail during ippt was trying to avoid him la. maybe thats why he had no one to talk and had to talk to me. this explains why during the ippt itself, when he was ard me, somehow no one in my detail came to talk to me. but the moment he was away, at least got ppl came up to make small talk. and apparently hes quite a joker. not in the good in tell jokes way. but that he tends to commit a lot of grave mistakes. like the really fatal kind. army lingo la.

thus. im quite glad that hes not in my detail for the live firing. neither is he going to be in the same range as me. so good good. if anything happens, i won't get to see it. clap clap.

ok. im still hungry.

6:55PM

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Steph's birthday party. ah. somehow, it feels like a party with a lot of heart. i don't know why, but it just felt that way to me. and everyone was talking about internships, electives and "pretty interns". oh. and whether it should be "isdi" or "dety". which kinda sound the same to me. lol. so let's just settle on one quick k? clap clap.

and somehow everyone has the same conclusion when i told them about the incident on friday. only that conclusion is plausible ah?

and it seems everyone has some idea as to what to take for next sem, but don't really have a very concrete idea. and i have no idea at all and it is already sunday! i need to pass my proxy form to roger soon. as in this afternoon. dies. anyone gg on tue or wed or thu or something not? so that i have more time to think! :( but i doubt the additional time would help la. sigh. what to take?

and my brother is finally getting a car! time to me to pick up driving again. soon, u might see a "senior license holder but junior driver" on the road! BUT. note that it has been more than a year since my brother decided to get a new wardrobe, and yet he hasnt get one yet. Sianz. i need more wardrobe space man and his reluctance to get one of his own is not helping. i have heaps of new clothes not yet worn. but i doubt he will let me drive even if he really gets a car within this month.

and i might just (finally!) get my refurbished ipod today, after so long. think i will just settle on the white ipod 5th gen. last day of the entire uob visa debit mini scheme. it will be the last thing that the card is gonna be used for.

oh. get the links to the pics from steph's bday party from me!

12:44PM

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ippt. out of 20 odd people in my platoon, only 2 people were able to take ippt. er. and that's including me. so lame right. i can't believe this. most guy excused from ippt, or excused automatically coz of their pes status.

and. ok. i sort of passed the ippt. though i was kinda crossing my fingers for something else. i could have actually. got a silver standard sbj, which was kinda good news, since i used to fail it all the time. shuttle run did me in though, weird right. oh. and the other guy failed his sbj, although he has this "i-will-get-at-least-a-silver-face". u know. the fit-looking face.

sigh. and very little people can shoot for next week's live firing. im shooting though.

er. funny little games.

10:52PM







today is another slack day. okok. nothing is new here. but today is really very slack. but for some reason, we had to gather at 730am. ok. "gather" is too civilian a term. ok. we had to fall-in at 730am. which is kinda lame.

and yet. it was lecture after lecture in the morning. er. kinda lame. the oc's speech was funny as usual. some col's speech was dry but to the point. what's surprising was the lecture given by the head of logistic. surprising as in - i was attached to the log branch for a week before my permanent attachment. so i kinda knew him before that, and he is about the most unfriendly and niao person i ever met in my life. so. surprised that he tells a lot of jokes and was kinda lame most of the time. ah well. maybe he behaves differently to different people. 见鬼讲鬼话，见人讲人话。

and again. a slack two hour lunch. and. a 45 mins lecture in the afternoon. before a long break once again before ippt. so really, it was very slack. generally, just lectures and ippt. that's about it for the day.

so, during the break, while i was changing into my pt kit in my bunk, this guy from the bunk next door decided to drop by and talk to me. okok. VERY weird encounter. coz he asked me whether i orded with him.

er. no. (a very lame question. if i orded with him, i would have been on much closer terms with him right? and not to have seen him for the first time that day)

by then i was already in my pt kit. was wearing my unit's singlet plus black shorts la. he then said, "wah. u swim a lot arh?".

er. no.

but he insisted that i must swim a lot, judging from my build. er. what build?

then for some reasons, he started asking about what swimming trunks i wear. er. what the hell right? it was such a weird conversation. then for some weird reason, he started asking me where can he buy yellow trunks. er. trunks in YELLOW colour. er. then he started asking me the cut of my trunks. er. ok. then he asked me for the brand of my trunks. er. weird. even asked me whether the brand name is in front of the trunks or behind.

the whole conversation was already making me feel very uncomfortable. i mean. where got ppl ask such questions de? throughout which, he was standing and i was sitting on my bed, trying to wear my shoe.

THEN, he forced himself next to me on the bed. er. lame. coz he is kinda. er. A letter away from F-I-T. (er. do u get it?) and i was sitting rather close to the bed frame, so he had to squeeze himself in.

and then. eee. he started touching my biceps. eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeewwwwwwwwwwwwwww. and his lame questioning continued. i was seriously disturbed and was trying to zone myself out of the situation somehow. ok. he didnt exactly touch my biceps. er. he was kinda stroking my arms. eeeeeeeeeeewwwwwwwww. for my than 10 secs. eeewww. i was trying to move away from him le. but he started moving closer. eeeeewwwwww.

i was seriously disturbed.

and then, he started talking about wrestling. oh. then i realised. apparently his decision to buy a yellow swimming trunks is coz some guy in wrestling wears them. er. ok. no idea who that is. then, somehow he wanted to demo this wrestling stunt without even telling me le, and placed his sweaty and thus sticky arms over me, round my neck and started to pull me closing. eeeewwww. and. i was tried to move away la. . eeeeeewwww. i eventually managed to pull myself away la. but i was so freaked out, i distanced myself from him immediately.

i was trying so hard to get out of the bunk asap, i looked back at this old bird, who was lying on his bed, who almost immediately said, "ok. 可以走了吗?" thank god. it was about time to gather anyway. and he must have somehow caught the discrete hints. so we left the room. not before the weird guy reached out once again to stroke my upper arms. eeeeeewwwwwwwwwww.

so, ippt briefing. sadly, we were in the same detail. shit. so he started talking really random stuff again throughout the entire ippt. eeewww. the whole conversation was so painful. its quite difficult to talk to him. and he breaks out into this song by this wrestling star all out of a sudden. er. ok. so weird, and it was so obvious that i dun want to talk to him, but yet he just went on and on. i was trying so hard to move away from him, by literally, physically moving away from him when we were walking back to the bunk after the ippt. two of us were walking diagonally la, and not in a straight line at all. not obvious that i don't want to talk to him mehz? i was really freaked out. and sianz. thank god he is not in my platoon, so i guess it is not that bad. very weird experience i must say.

okok. i should go look closely at the modules available. sigh. tired.

9:39PM
9:47PM
9:50PM

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turns out to be another slack day. in fact it is the slackest. hmm. there was indeed an assessment in the afternoon, and all we did in the morning was to prepare the equipment for the afternoon assessment. and the assessment was completed within 2 hours. hmmm. weird i guess.

had time to meet for lunch with roger, since he is back in camp as well for two days. it is weird seeing him in green again. it is almost like we never left MHMC, or that we are back in medic course. yes yes. sorry for the constant reference to medic course. in any case, the good news is, roger really slimmed down quite a bit. somehow it is more apparent with him in green.

and. finally tasted the canteen's food after four days. its just that i dun really know anyone yet, don't know anyone comfortable enough to actually want don't sitting down together at the canteen. yeap. and ate my favourite ipoh hor fun. and the mystery of the missing auntie was finally solved. apparently the auntie stopped working at the store for almost 2 years le. wah. meaning she probably quit soon after i orded. and they no longer sell fries wor. the store uncle took a much closer look at me when i asked him "uncle ah, 你们还有没有买fries arh?" (do u guys still sell fries?). he was kinda stunned la. then he cited rising costs and the lack of customers for the dismissal of that auntie. sigh. i was so looking forward to eating their fries and was kinda disappointed when he told me he don't sell fries anymore. rmb eating the fries with yg and gang as tss. so. bought a drum stick instead. and he only charged me one buck! lol. the drumstick costs 1.20 or 1.50 i think. so, technically, i went from casual buyer to regular customer with just a few simple questions. but i really kinda miss the auntie. was a regular customer when i was a tss, not so regular in medic course. yet, when i went back to the camp about a year later after the course with my senior medic, she could still rmb me. she was like "eh. 很久没有来了hor?" (very long never come le hor?). she could rmb yg as well of coz.

and the mystery of the missing-vending machine uncle was solved as well. hes still alive and kicking. think he took over the canteen's drink stall for the day or something. kinda relieved to see him in a sense.

and. i was kinda freaked out today. in a nice way though. coz i understudied this guy during the assessment, as to how to complete the documentation in a correct way. and. the moment the assessment was over, he was so enthu. i was pondering whether i shud like to "reset" the stuff in the tent so that the other platoon could practice, when someone called out for my name. er. and he was like "wanna go for a drink". and i was like how stupid. coz my default reaction to any such offers had always been "never mind. its ok". it is almost like my Hi-im-from-nec speech. but i still followed him, and some other guys to have a drink la. and it turned out to be a good thing that i did. coz i finally got a chance to speak to some ppl. as in. it feels better when i had this real talkative guy across me and trying to engage me in the group conversation. easier to talk la. and when he asked me who i was under, i felt really weird. i started recounting... warrant chan, then warrant lim.. then attached to warrant goh.

how sad eh. then i wonder what happened to warrant goh after the golden handshake. sigh. maybe shud ask him out for a meal or something.

sigh.

need to think of what to bring and what to wear for tml's ippt. again. im troubled. sigh.

9:22PM

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to be honest, i was a bit worried about today's program. it sounded a bit less slack than usual. and we even told to reach camp half an hour early. worried.

but neh. the day is still as slack as the two preceding days. silly me.

but i reached camp super early since dad decided to send me there again. and. i was there at 645am. sianz. weird. i didn't know what to do. the loading bay was empty and the bunk was not opened. so i basically paced around the loading bay, went up to the bunk, went down once again, paced a bit more, went up to the bunk again, and went back to pace around again. sianz.

and. the first lesson at 8am was sian. granted i now know certain things that i didn't know, i really don;t see the need to start at 8am. and. we ended up having this 45 mins canteen break, during which, someone drove a group of us to the emart. and. i guess the emart's management has changed somewhat. now there's this really very niao auntie who insists that u can only buy one singlet at a time, and only two admin at a time. far cry from this two aunties who served me the last time i was there. they practically asked me to buy every single singlet design just so as to exhaust my 2 years of credit. and. er. stuff me with so many socks that on hindsight, has practically zero use.

yeah. and i even had time to go back bunk and slack for another 10 mins. and we drew store from 10. and ended by 1115. and? - slack till lunch lo. and then. it was another round of emart. at first was rather reluctant to go, but since already told the other guy that i dont mind gg, ah well. had to go with him. but he asked another guy to go. hmmm. and i was so tempted to ask them to go to the other canteen and take a look. hmm. well. just wanted to see whether the ppl at the canteen are still the same or not. hmmm. ah well. maybe i will go there another day by myself. a bit weird to ask ppl to go there just because i want to see whether the store keepers are still the same from last time.

and. afternoon. slack. some demo. some run-through, neither of which i was involved. and apparently i won't be involved in tml's assessment. hmmm. hopefully not.

it still sounds like a slack day tml. but friday got ippt. :(

6:43PM

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Slavery and forced labour prohibited
10. —(1) No person shall be held in slavery.

(2) All forms of forced labour are prohibited, but Parliament may by law provide for compulsory service for national purposes.

(3) Work incidental to the serving of a sentence of imprisonment imposed by a court of law shall not be taken to be forced labour within the meaning of this Article.


today is but another slack day. again. im not complaining, just thinking aloud.

supposed to gather at 8am. but at 820, was told to go back for CB till 9. -_-". then its some briefing which was rather entertaining. some aspects of it. apparently, there will be this live firing next week, but only combat fit ppl can take part. sigh. i.e., im involved la. and, not surprisingly, about half of the ppl can't. so this led the OC to remark, "meaning the safety contingent will be massive". yeah. a lot of doctors and a lot of medics. funny guy. apparently this is the most uneventful ict of all ict. i.e. its massively slack. again. not complaining, just thinking aloud.

and apparently, right after the briefing, we were supposed to draw some stores which we are not going to use. yeah. we were supposed to draw stores which we are not going to use. i repeat. we were supposed to draw some stores which we are not going to use for the entire in camp. i repeat once again. we were instructed to draw some stores from this big medical store which i've been inside once back when i was attached for a week at the logistics branch right after my 2 weeks attachment to tekong (which itself came straight after medic course), and draw store which we are not going to use for the entire duration of this in camp training. it would be ideal to repeat this at least a few more times, but i cant think of any other way to expand this.

and yeah. then draw store for what? er. that's army for you.


Those were such happy times
And not so long ago
How I wondered where they'd gone
But they're back again
Just like a long lost friend
All the songs I loved so well

and i had lots of real nostalgic moments today. we were finally given bunks to rest. and it took me a while to realise that im actually in the same bunk i occupied back in medic course. well. in a sense i am, just 5 floors up now. no longer on the ground floor. but i was more concerned about getting a bed in the bunk rather than getting the "same" bed, that i settled immediately to the nearest available bed.

in any case, we never got the chance to draw store. the drawing of stores itself was postponed to afternoon. so. super duper early lunch, and slack in bunk.

so there i was, boots removed and lying on my bed. i took out "tuesdays with morrie" from the army pant's big pocket. so i was reading and reading. and eventually drifted off to sleep. and for the next hour or so, it was almost like being back to medic course. there i was, trying to sleep, and somehow i was feeling rather delighted in a sense. the afternoon almost felt like one of those afternoons, when kelvin, yong jin or tian wen was feeling so exhausted that we decided not to play bridge for that lunch break and just to rest instead. in a weird sense, it felt kinda good.

then this inconsiderate bugger who slept opposite me suddenly talked real loudly on his handphone. damn. couldn't go to sleep. stomach felt a bit funny. went to the toilet. and yes. somehow i recall that i used to have this funny habit of shitting during lunch hour back in medic course. so yeah. i did what i had to do. ok. it sounds very lame and laughable right. and i still couldn't shake off the "im-back-to-medic-course" feel. it was really a very nice feeling. and looking around the toilet which has the exact same layout as that on the first floor, i couldn't help but feel nostalgic once again. it sounds very laughable yes. i know it does. but i somehow rmb that the toilet cleaning duty was rotated among each bunk. and i rmb how half-hearted my bunk attempts were. at first we were still super enthu. that's how it is like what u have a 3sg among u, and well, he's enthu, and most of my bunk mates were already so. we would diligently scrub the floor, only short of cleaning the urinals of course. that continued for about 2 or 3 times, until all of us got real sianz, then we just route among ourselves, and one of us would spray water at every corner of the toilet. the idea was to make it look as though we cleaned every single inch of the toilet. the water residue was supposed to be the bona fide evidence.


When they get to the part
Where he's breakin' her heart
It can really make me cry
Just like before
It's yesterday once more


come to think of it, our area cleaning method was also very lame. again, we were very enthu in the first few weeks. we would diligently clean the bunk, only short of rubbing away the kiwi stains on the bedframe. then as usual, we got real tired of it, and we would draw the curtains, and take turns to go outside of our bunk, and pretend to sweep the corridor outside of our room. in essential, the person is acting as a form of decoy la, ppl would think that we are cleaning when we are not - the rest would just sleep for the entire duration of area cleaning. and if the sgts decided to be enthu and come and check on us, we got our grounds covered. although they didn't check until the last few weeks.

then i went back to my bunk. and continue to try to drift off to sleep. read a few more pages about the tuesday people, and tried to sleep. somehow i couldn't, and looked around the room instead. again. somehow, the "im-back-to-medic-course" feel. until the person who slept next to me stirred in his sleep. then it hit me, that NO, as much as i wanted, as much as i imagined, as much as the configuration, layout of the toilet and floor look exactly the same, it is not the medic course. im doing something even more slack than that.


Looking back on how it was
In years gone by
And the good times that I had
Makes today seem rather sad
So much has changed


and then, i passed by the vending machine on my way to some room at another building. ohhh. the days when i bought tons of stuff from the vending machine to satisfy my hunger at night. but. its no longer the same uncle who fills up the vending and drink machine. i rmb this old uncle, with a head of white hair, who fills the vending machine at nee soon camp and even mandai hill camp. AND once, he even decided to sell food at one of the ranges that i cover. talk about entrepreneurship. but. maybe he has finally retired. or maybe he ended in the same fate as morrie already. sigh. hopefully that's not the case.


It was songs of love that
I would sing to then
And I'd memorize each word
Those old melodies
Still sound so good to me
As they melt the years away


sigh. everyday at camp is really a drag. it feels almost like when i was in j1. i totally dun know anybody and was not even close to my classmates. everyday was a drag. and i had to pretend to not see this classmate which takes the same bus as me, simply coz i dun want to strike up a empty conversation with her. u know. those conversation, those greetings that u have to do, but which u don't really want to. but obviously things were different in j2 la. totally different. but im such a 慢热 person, it takes me a very long time to actually warm up to ppl. of coz, ppl who really know me knows that once im warmed up, im (almost) unstoppable. but sigh. it takes a very long time for me to warm up. everything is really a drag. the moment i book in, im already hoping to book out. i still dun have someone, or a group of ppl that i can comfortably hang out and not feel like petter pettigrew ALL the time. :( sometimes i want to take canteen break also cannot, coz that would entail me sitting alone on a table. :(

sigh. and im just so lazy to check out which modules to take next sem. sigh. i really need to look through everything tml nite. have a list of modules that i might be interested in by thu. and hear from other people (begssss mz), see what the friday briefing is all about. sigh. and make a decision this weekend.


All my best memories
Come back clearly to me
Some can even make me cry
Just like before
It's yesterday once more


sigh. i hate these two weeks. but the memories flashbacks are nice.

oh. and we didn't draw the stores eventually. postponed to tml coz apparently, "[we] have plenty of time tomorrow to do so."


Every Sha-la-la-la
Every Wo-wo-wo
Still shines
Every shing-a-ling-a-ling
That they started to sing
So fine


9:52PM

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i was walking past the bunk i occupied last time. hmmm. i think the bunks are no longer used for trainees. it seem rather empty, and the lower windows are opaque as opposed to totally clear. hmmm. the old curtains are no longer there also. and i couldn't help but think back about those times back in medic course. how i used to go to the room next to mine to play cards with tian wen, and you jin, with kelvin already there most of the time. the times when we would rush back to the bunk, shut the curtains, and start playing bridge during canteen breaks, lunches, and after dinners. yes. we played a lot of bridge. and how the entire bunk used to hang out together outside the bunk, just before lunch, trying to kiwi our boots. how most people in the platoon gathered in the duty room and was trying to cramp in some stuff the day before some big test. how we had those water parades. the time i would spend in yong geng's bunk during the first week when i didn't know anybody else, trying very hard to laugh at whye woon's lame jokes. how little time i spent with my unofficial buddy, that he remarked at the end of the course, that we are "buddies that are not the close at all". the msg that kelvin sent me on the night of his first and last guard duty. i rmb the many times my platoon mates came up to me and complain how niao this warrant officer was, and reacting with a "yeah-right" face when i told them that he actually treats me very well.

how the other kelvin was so high whenever he hears Fantasia's I Believe, and told me "hey! they have the single version on the radio, u got hear b4 anot?" - for i've only heard the Live version back then. and i rmb hearing the song very early in the morning once. was doing guard duty that night, and woke up after midnight and heard that song on the radio. i went home that weekend and got that song immediately.

come to think of it, i think i quite enjoyed the medic course. if not because of the politics and back stabbing that occurred towards the end of the course.

on the other hand, i rmbed those apprehension i felt when i first posted to nee soon camp. i rmb the feeling very clearly. hmmm. and a lot of the perm staff are still the same. and it feels weird seeing many familiar faces, but with them not likely to rmb who u r.

for once too many times, i kept on thinking about the times i hang out with kelvin, tian wen, you jin, sgt wang, hei chun, clifton, roy, wei hong, yong geng, and few others from yong geng's bunk, but i cant rmb the names.

funny how things turn out yeah?

9:01PM
9:06PM





it was slack. really slack. of coz, i wasn't expecting a very xiong in camp. but seriously, it was a bit too slack. i always thought the medic course is the epitome of slackness. but no. today, i realised it is possible to be even slacker than that. but then again, im not complaining. im just thinking aloud. i love a slack life.

it kinda felt quite weird. i was standing at the wrong reporting point - at some training shed, when this guy who seem to be dressed in some blue overalls - very cleaning uncle feel - stopped his motorcycle near me. and he said, "hey edwin!". oh. then i realised i actually know this guy. some sgt who went through spec course, then decided to switch to becoming a medic. went through the same medic course with me and was even my bunk mate. at the end of the course, both of us were posted to different units. and, strangely, he was eventually posted to the my attached unit's medical centre. hmm. small world eh. and. he is my jc classmate's cousin. small world.

but. hmmm. the conversation lasted for less than 4 mins. and was weird.

and the day is slack. canteen break (CB) till 9am, iv till 1130, lunch + CB till 1, cpr lesson till 3, CB till 330, waited for some authority figure till 430. and home sweet home. weird eh.

and. i was almost scared to death when i did iv. very sianz. coz i really don't know anyone there. and i took such a long time to prime my solution. and. i couldnt find a buddy. sianz. so there i was. standing outside the training shed trying to have make eye contact with somebody. anybody. and i finally found one. but. er. he's kinda obese - i.e. will be difficult to find his vein. sianz. but eventually i did la. but i bend the catheter quite a bit. and he was SO comforting. lol. i actually said sorry out of courtesy, and he replied, "its ok. i had worse". wah. was i that bad?? tsk tsk tsk.

and lunch was lame. the food sucks. as usual. sometimes i don't understand why they love coming up with weird garnish to match the dishes. and dumping chicken wings in some strange, funnily coloured yellow solution. i was trying very hard to force some food down my throat when this guy diagonal of me told the one opposite him, "wah. the food is really getting better." i almost suffered internal injuries at that point of time from excessive rolling of eyes. WHERE?? how come i don't see the food improving at all? it still sucks! the vegetable is still in a funny colour, the chicken wings look weirdly cooked, the sweet and sour sauce for some pork is sour, sour, sour beyond belief. WHERE? u tell me the food where got improve?

but. the canteen store owners are all still the same. just that i didn't see the auntie of my favourite store today. come to think of it, i didnt see the old auntie from the drink stall either. hmmm. weird. even saf canteen are cutting down on staff mehz?

and cpr lesson. hmmm. weird. the test was conducted in a very weird way. and er. everything was just weird la.

okok. i need to go rest. im hungry hungry hungry. feeling a bit giddy le.

slack day. hopefully it will stay that way.

6:28PM

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i wanted to blog about so many things. what's with the dinners, the gatherings, the wedding, the shopping, the concert etc.

but. i can't find any inspiration to. i need some to be able to write, but so far i can't find any.

and i am feeling very apprehensive. i really hate going back to camp. its the one place i simply dread. sianz. and i won't know anybody there. and i don't know what i should bring on the first day. and i think there's live firing next week! how come got live firing de. granted i used to see carbines, rifles, sar21, GPMG, pistols every other day for most part of my ns life, i haven't fire anything since bmt la. hmm. actually that wasn't suppose to be the case. but let's just say that i managed to not to due to the amount of red tape present in that organisation.

sian. i hate this. but i think it is going to be a largely stay-out thing. hmm. there's no stuff planned for the night, and they indented breakfast for only one of the days, and that is after the night firing day - i.e., for the day where it is a confirm stay-in, breakfast is specifically indented for the next day. it must mean that for other days, breakfast is not indented and therefore, stay-out right?

i don't think i will ever get used to stay-in, even though it is just going to be two weeks. i mean. i stayed out for the huge part of my nsf life. stayed in for bmt and medic course. but other then that, its stay out. or rather. i had the chance to stay in if i want to when i was in my permanent-attached unit, although i was very much allowed to stay out.

so yeah. im quite apprehensive about the entire thing. i think i should be able to stand doing IV again. just once i think. it better be not more than 3 times. i think my vein is less obvious now then before, but it is still quite obvious. so whoever misses it on the first try, i am so going to kill him la.

and dies. theres a ippt planned! omg. dies.

ok. i need to calm my nerves and start packing. think im just going to bring the bare minimum, and hope that it won't be a stay in, and that everything is gg to be super slack. or at least, a bit slack.

it shud be alright to bring in a civilian bag? i can't find my ugly green duffel bag!

4:07PM

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