baby hedgehogs!

Goodbye my friend.
You are sorely missed.
15 October 2008, 2210hours.

One of the few things that i like about a military organisation, is the presence of high ranking uniformed officers whose decision about almost everything in camp counts.

Of course, seeing that those high ranking officers having excellent educational credentials and supposedly 'leadership abilities that are recognised by the military organisation' that they can have the crabs on their shoulders.

Sounds like the right man for the right job, right? Maybe not. Especially if those officers whom we though was a gentlemen turned out to be an ugly beast that has just reared his head, hidden beneath a cloak of deceit and lies. What I am trying to get at in layman's term is this - he act only. In fact, the term is quite an understatement. I'm lost for more powerful singlish words to make people understand.

On the hierarchy of command in the camp, followed by those with crabs, comes those with silver threads on their blue pieces of cloth on their shoulders. These are what i call the 125 squadron, aka 马屁精. They sometimes seem to carry out their jobs with over-zealousness, forgetting that they were too, like us, with nothing on their shoulders or their sleeves. Next, comes those with ranks that are measured by the length and the density to which the golden 'fixtures' decide how senior they are. Those over 'garang' ones are very easily recognisable - just look for the ones that seek to impress their bosses by sacrificing the polite way they treat trainees. You'd know what i mean.

Why am i saying all these? Because in the military organisation, with rank, anything is possible. Including CONFINING THE ENTIRE CAMP ON SUNDAY AFTERNOON WITH REASON GIVEN 'BECAUSE THE CAMP IS DIRTY' 2 DAYS BEFORE OUR BOOKOUT. I'd say FUCK IT. Just because you are leaving doesnt give you the right to show the incoming they you are just a wayang king. Just because you are leaving doesnt mean that you, can treat us like we're some fucking dirt understand?

I'm glad i can just Serve And Fuck off.

hello people..
its been quite a while since i have really had an update on my poor old blog..

4 months into my national service life, can't say that it is not not great, but i can't say its great either.

After BMT, i was expecting to be posted to some random army unit, doing some random chiong sua stuff.
then, a mini miracle fell on me!

i got posted to the navy ;)
no more FBO!

still it has been quite a bit of change..
realised how much i miss home everytime i'm in camp.

i guess some of the things that make you have an attachment to a place is for one, love.
weekends are the best days of the week, because my family, especially my mom, would be home, doing the laundry and making home cooked food.
even though she doesnt say it, but i know that she just wants the best for me during weekends because i am always not home other days of the week.

so i guess its a powerful sort of love that i would miss everytime i'm back in camp.
not to say that i dont have friends there, but i feel very detached and very uncommitted to everything i do now. i can safely say that i do not have any motivation to do anything.
it is as though my life has frozen for the past month, and will be frozen for the rest of the 2 yrs.

it was very easy to think, in the past, that how wonderful would it be to be able to study overseas, and live there for months. i thought that coming home once a year or half a year would be great.
now, things couldn't be more different.
i find my self pining for home as the weary days drags by.
i find myself wanting to be home everyday, for the simple reason of being back home, more than anything else.

hopefully i can get a good vocation that allows me to stay out daily, be it at which ever camp.
maybe i'll get a camp that is far from my place, or i may get lucky.

maybe i'll be 2nd time lucky and not get posted to a vessel, but it would be too much of a coincidence wouldn't it?

i guess i'm boring you with my NS rantings, but its just that my life is so full of NS that i hardly have any time for anything else.

i would think, that after my NS is over, and my civilian working life starts, that things would be more interesting again.

after 13 weeks, I HAVE FINALLY POP-ED!
WOOOOHAAAAA!

time flies.
really.
now im just waiting to get posted to my unit,
something which i would know on the 20th of june.
wish me luck man..

SIAN. its 5pm now.
i need to be at pasir ris interchange at 5.55pm
haiz. sian. sian. sian. sian.

Field camp is up next, starting from friday till 6 days later.

fortunately, it ends on the eve of Vesak day, so we get a bookout that very night!

furthermore, we get off in lieu because our weekends were burnt for the fieldcamp.

so all in all we get 4 off days :)

how COOL IS THAT?

time to catch up with my ex colleagues and my friends!