nothing much here. mayb juz blogging for the sake of doing sth. ha.

anyways, its my second week at slackmont camp, and its unbelievably even more slack. coz by now, we ald figured out how to work ard the timings scheduled for us to get more slp in the day since we every nite also talk cock until late late den slp. morning all wake up like zombies..do the warm up 5bx, breakfast, den zip back to bed for another hr before the first lesson of the day.

and we are always so bored while doing the courseware in the CAI lab tt we started to keep ourselves entertained and sane by playing solitaire, minesweeper and the like. lol.

last week, i wrote abt the food there, which i tot was pretty good. no more. coz for the last 2 weeks, we've been eating the spicy muslim food for every meal. even breakfast also curry. and we are now so sick of it, literally; some ppl even start to diarrhoea due to eating too much spicy stuff, tt we have requested to change our ration indent to non-muslim. coz, somehow, the grass on the other side is starting to look slightly greener..contrary to wad we've been told by all the lao jiaos ard the camp.

and rats! altho there's been no massive invasion yet, as i have feared for some time..i finally saw one of the vermins after nights out on wednesday. fucking thing was scurrying along the darkened corridor while i watched, and i can only say im amazed at its abilities..damn.

and i aint the only one..got ppl talking abt other rats when i entered the bunk. apparently the whole camp IS really infested with them like wad nich said. fuck. now i gotta be extra careful when it comes to keeping food and eating to make sure tt i dun give the greedy bastards any excuse to visit my bunk.

i think i've also figured out how come there hasnt been any major attack by mosquitoes yet..seems like they've all been eaten up by the frogs and birds that are making noise croaking and chirping all night long and in the early morning. ha. small price to pay in my point of view. coz i rather listen to the birds and the frogs than get turned out by mosquitoes every nite. in fact, its quite soothing at times..kind of makes me slpy juz listening. haha.

oh yar..this week we had only one pt. nt very shiong considering our normal standards back in prc but was still quite shack. think due to too long nv do proper pt liao. got ppl hin somemore..wtf..siao liao, like tt we go back to hendon sure die one.

there. done. time really flies..even while slacking away. ha.

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yeah, ttz wad we are calling stagmont camp. coz life there is so slack, its almost like gg back to school. having juz moved in on monday this week, we had quite a culture shock.

for one, there's no morning pt at all..the daily 5bx consists of only some stretching, and like abt 20 pushups, crunches and some other stuff..which takes like all of 5 min to complete. to us, it was more a warm up than anything else. and the worse thing is tt trainees such as ourselves are nt allowed to run and do pt on our own..nt without a safety vehicle and officer ard.

the fact tt none of the warrants there are willing to do the safety means tt we get no pt, no runs at all. zip. except for 2 short 1 hr sessions per week. if this carries on, we are definitely fucked when we go back to hendon. and the word is, it will nt change..even if our own course cmdr go talk to the oc there..so..either way, we're still fucked. hah.

and this is the first time since i returned to a combat vocation tt i actually get to spend the whole day in air con lecture rooms and labs..gg thru tons of lecture material and computer courseware on signals stuff. machiam like go back to oeti lidat. no, i think even oeti had less of such sessions and more hands on in the workshop. (-_-;)

but well, at least the food here is better than fucking pasir ris camp ones. first time since airborne course tt i'm actually looking forward to meal times, even tho the lunch break is really too short for comfort.. since the 'trg' schedule is packed too tightly.

and no. i haven't encountered any of the notorious rats that nic warned me abt prior to my coming here. think i shld count myself lucky, since nic said his fren kenna hit on the first day ald. i hope they dun come at all. dun wan rats fucking chewing up my stuff all over the place. and definitely nt my food. but ttz rare i guess..if the rats are all they are made out to be..sooner or later we're bound to get invaded. hah.

ttz all for the time being. will be back with updates on further slackness but hopefully nt rats next week. heh.

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it has been 3 weeks since airborne course. and i have returned to pasir ris camp awaiting my signal course to start all this while. during which time, i haven't been doing anything much except for morning pt, den eat, slp, eat slp, the whole day..with the occasional saikang here and there.

recently tho, i have started to find tt life is really getting meaningless. i seemed to have lost my direction for life; goals, dreams, fr before all seem to have evaporated into thin air..i really dunno what i want. im lost.

when i first entered army, i was full of enthusiasm. i wanted to be an officer, and mayb sign on if i did get to be one. however, my first bmt was screwed up by dengue. i went on to become a weapon technician for 4 months. and when i got posted back to commandos, i was full of hope once again, but then again, i did not make the cut to leaders course, much less ocs. instead, im in signals. seems im really nt a leader. nvm tt. time and again, i have thought abt signing on, but now, i have decided nt to, coz i've come to hate the regimentation and all the infighting in the saf. i juz want to serve and fuck off, and go back to my civilian life after my ns term.

now, with one year left to ord, im still lost on wad i want for my future. with the army career dream gone, i'm left with stepping out into the society and joining the rat race. something tt i aint really looking forward to either. as for uni, i cant get into nus, ntu, or smu..not with my fucked up grades. sim is my only other option, but i dun have the money for it..nt even if i start saving my cdo pay from now. perhaps enough for one semester, but nth more. and even if i did get to uni, i still dunno wad course of study i wan to take up. the logical choice would be to continue in mktg, my major in poly. but after 3 years in poly, and without anything really fantastic to show for my mktg studies..it is once again a qn mark.

really, im lost. i dunno wad i want to do. even if i do, i dun have the means to accomplish it. till now, i haven't found my polestar yet. ken once said tt im a late bloomer, and such ppl are bound to be the successful ones, once they find their polestars. however, im beginning to doubt tt also. haiz.

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this was the biggest week in the history of pasir ris camp since the cdo trg institute was set up there. coz ytd chief of army~ mg desmond quek visited the camp and officially inauguarated the cdo trg institute. before tt, earlier in the afternn, the annual cdo workplan seminar was also held in prc, a first..since up till last year, it was always held at hendon.

prior to this huge event, we spent the entire week preparing for it, cleaning up here and there, moving stuff and such..the std kinds of sai kang la..which is also wad i've been doing for the past 2 weeks since i came back fr airborne course. basically juz morning pt, b/f, den wait in my bunk for the saikang to come; its really damn boring. hah.

and ytd, after the coa and his entourage were done with the tour and unveiling of the cdo ti logo and stuff, there was a happy hr in the officers' mess. myself and a bunch of other lobos got chosen to work as temporary servers in the mess, helping to serve drinks and clear up after the officers. gawd, i've never before seen so many crabs and chocolate bars congregated under one roof at a single time, so last nite was quite an eye opener.

tt said, the officers were all happily partying away all the way till after midnite. there was ktv there, so many of them took turns singing, mostly oldies..tho some of them, like my bmt pc, could actually sing quite well, which we were surprised to find out. needless to say, chicken little was there too, and singing away enthusiastically most of the time. but sad to say, his singing sucked, really sucked..looking at him crooning away in his seat, probably halfway marbo after many drinks, we tried hard nt to laugh out loud, but just snicker among ourselves when we were out of his line of sight.

coa and the other big shots actually left quite early.. with the exception of the chief cdo officer and our ti cmdr, who stayed damn late to ard 1130..by which time, most had left, and those still hanging ard were our own instructors, namely the warrants of our camp..and i think some of them were pissed drunk also, coz they kept pushing us drink after drink and making us 'tar' on the spot. haha. towards the end, after everything was cleared up and we were juz waiting for the greenlight to pack up and go home, it was down to the bunch of us juz sitting ard the bar and ourselves crooning away on the mikes, since the my pc, who was surprisingly still sober, choosed a few songs and sang together with us..haha.

well, it was a fun night. perhaps even a once in a lifetime one. coz nt everyday do u get to serve drinks to a two star and all the three crabs hanging ard him, right?

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whoo hoo! finally got the much coveted silver wing last night, after a total of 4 jumps! yup..3 day and 1 night. and yes, 184th bac is the first one to officially graduate successfully after 4 courses before us failed to do so due to insufficient jumps. nt only did we make the required 2 day and 1 night..we actually did one extra day one at sembawang airbase the previous week..heh.

well, it was really a proud moment for us all last night when we lined up in stick level and the commanding officer himself came up to shake our hands and pin the silver wings on our chests. the feeling was really awesome.

as for the jumps themselves.. i can only say tt jumping fr the c130 is really much more scarier than the chinook jumps last week..for one..the sound of the wind rushing in when the jump doors slide open was damn loud, nt to mention tt all of our nerves were ald damn jittery prior to emplaning..to me..the opening of the jump doors were akin to the gates of hell themselves opening..haha..abit exaggerated mayb..but nvm la.

and the moment when i jumped out...the force of the aircraft's slipstream was so strong, tt i just got lost in it, din even count to the canopy opening...only looked up when i felt the slight jerk. after tt, all was smooth as i've been through it twice before ald. altho this time rd i was in the air for a slightly longer time due to the canopy opening faster.

the day jump itself went very smoothly, coz the grass patch at plab was waterlogged, making for an extremely soft landing. but for the night jump, the moment i jumped out, i was smack on top of the runway. well, i tried to steer clear of it and onto the grass patch..but to no avail..thus i juz made ready and braced myself for a hard landing..all the while thinking ttz it for me. thankfully, due to the strong winds, i landed with a slight forward drift, which lessened the impact alot. altho it was still a hard landing, i managed to get up and slowly recover to the rv, limping abit fr the impact. but alright la, nth to it..at least im still walking. haha.

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yep, i finally jumped off from 1000 feet ytd..the first live parachute descent of my life. and from a chinook no less! fucking shiok..the feeling of flying above everything and looking down is indescribable..one muz really try it for himself to feel the sheer adrenaline rush..even if its juz less than a minute, its still really shiok.

but..altho jumping out was exciting, the landing is another thing altogether. its damn painful, even when i landed on the grass patch. totally unlike wad i experienced during my grd trg back in camp. for one..the feeling of the grd rushing upwards is really scary..and the impact was so hard tt i got my breath knocked out for a couple of seconds. and tt was on a grass patch, cant imagine wad it would feel like if i had landed on the tarmac.

ok. tt was for the first jump. for my second jump, i really did experience landing on the tarmac, and its really fucking painful. when i first jumped out, i saw below me one huge strip of tarmac, so i tried to steer towards the grass patch next to it. but just as i tot i was moving towards the grass patch and preparing to land, the wind changed direction and swept me back towards the tarmac..end up i landed half on the tarmac, and half on the grass patch. it was so painful i juz crumpled to the grd and couldn't even get up to recover the canopy. next thing i knew one of the instructors on the grd was there in the safety rover collecting my chute and getting me into the vehicle.

for this fucked up landing, i kenna injuries on my heel, elbow, and butt ,of all places. altho its nth serious, its still kan tia..i had to limp ard for the remaining of the day. and they made me go report sick when we got back to camp..together with some of the other jump casualties..after which, the mo sent 3 of us to cgh for xrays.. heng nth really serious, went away with 4 days of light duties and some medicine. but one other guy in my sortie damn suay, he actually got his ankle fractured and was warded with a big cast ard his leg..

ttz it for this week, i'll be jumping again next wed and mayb thurs too, if we able to get the air time. but first, i hope my slight injuries will be able to heal before i go for my next jump.

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