Sunday, October 29, 2006 @12:49 PM
It was Halloween yesterday, so oblivious to it until yest night when Ron aka wingmman told me to club.
It was quite a fucked up day yest.plans which both Ron and i came up with on Tues before book in, were all dashed becuz of our late book outs.Had a dumb visit to Spore Discovery Centre to learn about history. History of Spore. A Major who took us, claimed that it was not some propaganda shit but rather its education. i wld say its the former, period. However it wasnt exactly a futile trip as before we went to the silly sheit thing that took 2 hrs, we had a bus ride that browsed thru OCS Academy.
Beauty is the description of that place. The architecture and place is so Australia-like. Red mosaic bricks forming the buildings, smooth,spongy grass patches that resembles their countries and the tall willow trees planted. looks like heaven there.
But beneath the beauty of OCS lies the horror of it.
It was Seol, Alex fren who told me about it last night. Ron called me up last min to tell me about clubbin at MOS on a Halloween night. Reluctant to go initially, but went finally. wouldnt say its bad cuz the girls out on wkends r totally hot and rocks my socks! And yeah, bumped into Seol, who's in OCS now. fuckin regime in there is like Hell. push-ups and jumpin-jacks in tekong r limited up to 20 sets at a go. In OCS, the sets r with an added "0" behind the 20. Geddit?
Push ups r done in ur full battle order which would weigh a fuckin 12kg on ur back.
But whatever it is, it aint daunting me. for the pride and prestige of an officer is too big to give up.
MOS wasnt exactly a memorable one yest, as we didnt have a decent strength. left that place a couple of hrs after and went straight to Hooters nearby for some boozing.ordered the infamous wings and got ourselves half drunk.
Cabbed home,reachin ard 3. wasted no time in gettin miself to bed,for i m bookin in TODAY. damn.
Woke up @ 9. totally different from the past, where 8 hrs aint considered enuff for my consumption of sleep.
SIT test coming up tmr. gonna ace it.
enuff said. so gonna love the remaining days in tekong after sit test. no more field camps! concrete jungle! Rejoice.
will be back on sat.Expect my entries till den.
Peace out.
♥ there's not a place
in heaven that we cant reach
Tuesday, October 24, 2006 @5:37 PM
hey hey. promised to continue my update on regarding the previous post. guessed i have no time for it after all.
so gonna rush for bookin in later. 1845. bag is half fuck packed. reflection of field camp essay is not my 100% effort i guess. and now i m still here takin mi own sweet mathafuckin time. Goodness me.
thankfully i thrive under stress. i love doin things in extreme circumstances haha.
Anyway i managed to squeezed 10mins of time to finish up the essay. now shall let u guys have a glimpse of it. poorly done la so pls rate. gonna go in. be out back on sat. guys pray for me yeah. tata peeps.
Name: Neo Han Wei
NRIC: S86*****B
Company : Bronco/3/1/10
Reflections Of My Field Camp
I was told from friends before field camp that it is a horrible and stressing experience even though some claimed that over the years the camp has become slightly relaxing. It couldn’t have got any right.
As the first day of field camp began, stress started right from the very first moment we starting falling in to get ready. The packing up, checking of stuffs to ensure nothing’s left out prove to be already taxing.
Upon setting foot off to our first campsite, with the bulky and heavy load of our field pack, we marched our way there. It felt like it was the end for me. The mental stress and physical strain I felt was indescribable. Thoughts of resting once we reached was erased immediately as we had to start working to get our tents and site done by before sun sets.
Besides the harsh environment that we were put through to live our 7 days, there were other factors which made the experience tough. The constant pressure of getting things done in time, lectures taught and carried out in proper, as well as all the tests we need to put our learning to were all packed into a very restricted schedule.
Despite all the bad points being listed above, I can say that without putting us through to this tough experience, one can never appreciate the things we once take for granted. Water for example. Through the field camp, we realized the importance of water. Having not bath for 6 days, it could not felt any worse. Light is another thing which we often neglect.
furthermore its through this field camp experience that dawned upon me, the importance of teamwork and camaraderie among our teammates. To get things done speedily and efficiently, a cohesive and cooperative unit is needed. Individualism gets one nowhere.
Therefore in conclusion, I felt that even if field camp is a tough ordeal to go through, its essential for one to experience so that we will appreciate what we have and not what we constantly want.
:)
♥ there's not a place
in heaven that we cant reach
@11:44 AM
They say that one changes as u matures or grow up. apart from physical changes to yourself n stuff but oso the taste one's have in aspects of life.
For me, certain qualities in life i guess.Expectations, outlook of my future, Music, and Girls. wad a topic to talk about considering that my current lifestyle is so male-oriented. i guess finding your DESIRED ONE, one that fits all your criteria to a T, and finding someone that is flawed, has totally opposite personality or how she looks in life, strangely complements u , makes a difference.
Life is a very funny process. There's no perfection that we are lookin for, no rainbow after the rain which we craves. in fact, its how we cope with imperfections,dealing with imperfections and making imperfections,perfect that makes life all so fulfilling.
I know the girl i set a standard for myself still stands, but ultimately its one that is unreachable. and it doesnt bother me a bit cuz Life is a joke haha.
Fuck, readin thru wad i wrote earlier, cldnt really make out wad i m driving at.
Lately been quite into UK types of songs. Slow,melacholic,meaningful lyrics which describes very much how life in UK is. Dull,dark and always rainy. somehow i just love that kinda surroundings. In particular, Snow Patrol songs have pretty been just the perfect types of songs that best suits me. Embrace, Cold Play yada yada yada.
Had a game of soccer with platoon 3 peeps yest.was gd.rush of adrenaline felt gd. it was a good bonding time as well with the other peeps from sect 2 to 4.
Went to meet up cliques in the evening after everything. Crashed Billy Bombers for dinner.for once we didnt stoned. brb to continue update. gonna head for lunch.
♥ there's not a place
in heaven that we cant reach
Sunday, October 22, 2006 @4:02 PM
i realised that all my recently entries from the day i stepped into army,has all been about army life. and that sucks.hence i figured for once, i shall pen an entry that has little regards to the dreaded 4 letter word that i m currently goin thru. pls do get the wrong idea of that 4 letter word i m referring to if in any case u misunderstan cuz i m a pretty BIG fan of that family of F. ha.
its kinda a challenge to find a random topic to talk about,more so when i m suppose to finish it up in less than half an hour to go. gonna pay a visit to gramp after 3 wks of absence. aniwae i think i m more accustomed to workin under stress ever since entered ARMY.
FUCK. i just mentioned it when i swore earlier that i wont bringing it up.
random haha.
its shitty to use this old lousy NEC lappy to type my stuffs out here.old obselete and its shelf life is phasin out. yeah its the old lapy i m talkin about.
cant believe that finally i have a considerably long hols to spend.have so many plans running thru my head but too little time to execute all of them.
initially have plans of organising a clubbin session at either MOS or zouk tonight,but the girls frm cliqes most prolly cant make it becuz its MONDAY BLUES TMr.besides its kinda last min. so plan change,shall head to vivo later to do some retail therapy.
speakin of shoppin,brings me to a qn.army pay is quite meagre for me.350 a month.sucks big time.but owing to the fact that i have practically no time to spend it, its money well saved. but not any longer cuz i have a new list of extravagant items thats on my wish list haha.
1) Gucci monogram classic wallet with coin pouch.checked it out at the boutique yest with gerald. gona get it early dec with mum since i managed to persuade the usual thrifty her,to part with her money to get her BURBERRY handbag which craves. $450 btw.
now u see what i mean.
2)sennheiser white headphones. white to complement my ipod.pricey one to add some gloss to my overall appearance becuz of the loss of some facial hair. YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN
lastly.a vehicle. this is fuckin pricey.but i reckon that it wld be a worthy investment if for the next one yr,my vocation will be at a place far in the west.i hope haha. fancy gettin a car and owning it when i still yet to get my license.
gotta pack up n take off soon. late late.starbucks coffee here i come.
they say girls r complicating creatures.i cldnt refute the statement no less.they r,which make them truly special.but guys at times r quite eccentric too.jur for eg. nothing much i can say abt him. love has come to him n yet he acts like a wuss. and jur i aint writing it here to put u down. do sth yeah.
afterall love is a beautiful thing, which is perfectly described by Craig David.
got to fly. be back soon.ta
♥ there's not a place
in heaven that we cant reach
Saturday, October 21, 2006 @1:16 PM
i SURVIVED FIELD CAMP!!
yeap thats rite,u heard me, i m back.i survived.and in one whole piece,with the exception of more blisters on hands,a little rash here n there of the body n stuff.
So glad that the gruelling journey of field camp is over.u wouldnt believe how one such camp will make u appreciate life more.am gonna tell ya so sooon.
its been eons since i last penned an entry in here.if i rmb correctly the last one was dated 7oct.time really flies quickly.both the gd stuffs and the bad ones.for me that is. i felt like i was Adam Sandler in the movie Click.it was like everything was fast forwarded to now.all the so-wanna-get-the-fuck-over chapters r skipped.
Lots of things happened within the wk long camp.it was a test that truly tested the grit of a person's mental and physical strength.however its more of the former. as the physical strain mounts larger by the day.by the end of the 2nd day, body is alr exhausted. its only left with the mental power,the games ur mind will play that pushes u on. Mind over matter baby.
Day 1 : Set off to campsite from Coy.with full battle order on(which weighs a fucking 12kg) on ur shoulders, rifle,helmet,long 4 uniform suit. everything weighs a shit ton. off we marched up the steep slopes. by the time we reached the top.no comments to say how fucking hard it was becuz we were all BREATHELESS. some succumbed to heat exhaustion even before we actually start work.Pitched our own tents,get all the nitty gritty stuffs done n its evening. combat ration food sucks.
Day 2: beginning of field craft lessons,handling of rifle and some dry running of practial lesosns.boring and mind draining.basically day is kinda wasted as nuthing intersting was conducted.
It was only the 3rd day onwards that trouble really brewed for me.we had a long tactical walk from the current chkpt to the next campsite.6km long.ran n ran n jogged up the unfriendly terrain.by the time we reached.heat rashes were formin.fuckin discomfort feeling.rising temp.felt like giving up. but i relented.endured silently with the rest.some fuckers complained that i was takin mi own time but little did they know i had a fuckin blisters the size of ur thumby on my ankle. so UP YOURS to the person i m referrin to. btw he's GARANG KING.
last day was oso the killer one.we proceeded to reclaimed land area to sleep for the night.AND NO its not the usual basha tent we gonna sleep in with. this time its diggin a trench for urself to sleep inside.using all but a small ET stick.fucking took me 4hrs to dig a grave of my size. and yeah its literally like diggin ur own grave n sleepin inside it. and of all places,reclaim land is the fuckin filthiest place to ever sleep in.its not the trash but rather the FOES/FRIENDS u pay a visit to when u enter their territory to camp with,which over u choose to think. the insects there r gargantua. fucking ants have pincers the size of a sewin needles big.worse is yet to come. the centipede.
its not ur average black hairy small fuck kind. its BIG,its FAT. Measuring 10cm by 1cm wide, its brown in colour with RED LEGS. and its fuckin teeth is CRIMSON REd.even a chicken would be be intimidated by it and run off with its chicken feet! sleepin at night is like doin so at ur own reach.for once i felt like i m the prey and the centi is the predator. once in a while i would wake up n watch round.thank god nothing happened and it went past.
Thurs came n we went thru the Battle Inoculation course before we marked the end of the camp. it was fun shit as live rounds were fired over our heads while we crawled thru obstacles to the destination.deafening but fun other than some abrasions. it was the aftermath of the whole thing that i began to appreciate wad i once didnt.
when we finally got back to the company.it felt so surreal.to sleep in the bed once again that i used to detest.shittin in the toilet and stuff.more imptly its water and light.powdered bathe for 7days.stank like a skunk.making do with the available light of the sun.and fendin on ur own with a stupid torchlight at night is too diff. small little things became a thing i start to cherish.
Despite all the bad points which i ve said,there were truly some moments which r to be cherished.like wad my encik say,take all the difficulties gone thru inside as a pinch of salt.when u endured to the end.pat on ur own shoulders n say "i made it". nothing felt more accomplishing than that. also the camp brought about team spirit,camaradarie among mi buddies.workin together to get things done,endurin shits together.
aniwae its a long wkend hol for me thanks to the DEEPA-RAYA hols.will be bookin in on tues evenin.till den i ll be back to upate more.but first i gotta crash the shower room to bathe before GATECRASHIN town shortly after.missed that place for a month.god. betterfly.
till den I'LL BE BACK
hasta la vista BA BI
♥ there's not a place
in heaven that we cant reach
Sunday, October 08, 2006 @11:56 AM
I reckoned that movies from the 80s or that of my dad's era doesnt catch my attention easily.in fact out of 10 movies,9.5 i would chose to give up entirely not watchin. not until i caught one particular one yest night with him. it was this one dvd that really inspired me and pumped me up big time to my adrenaline to continue to work hard and enjoy the pain in army. that is to eventually get to my destination. shall not elaborate further if u had read my blog earlier on. kudos to my ardent fans ;). back to as i was sayin.
Richard Gere starred as a son of a sailor whose low rank father only got a sergeant post,led a screwed up life of whore chasing and boozing. thus he decided to follow his father's footstep.. BY being a naval pilot officer, not his whoring activities.
Along the way he met numerous obstacles,trials and tribulations to his eventual finishing pt.like duh! he's the main lead rite? but my point is, how he persevered,endured the pain, encouraging his fellas who so wanna give up.
The rest is history when he finally graduated,donned his white suit,and drove his Harley to pick his love of a lifetime up. Thats "An officer...and a Gentleman"
Sounds cheesy,from the way i wrote out the plot of the story.and believe me i wouldnt even give a damn to watchin it based on just readin the context at the back of the disc. but just go watch it. for those who found military life too hard to get thru. I m all revved up to face the shit in there.
gonna head for lunch with mum soon.but not without payin a visit to my beloved toilet bowl. someday u guys will understand y the often neglected toilet of urs, u will start cherishin it upon enterin army. haha.
ok i know ever since i got enlisted,my entries has been revolvin all about army.boring. but i figured that rather than pourin out my shits i faced in there,i will write out the gd times i went thru with my frens in there.
4 days block leave.21st to 25th, i m so lookin forward to u baby haha. gtg.be back in 14days yeah.
4wks down. 9 wks more to go. yipee.
♥ there's not a place
in heaven that we cant reach
Saturday, October 07, 2006 @10:19 PM
I m back after a routine wk basis of training again.kinda weird only havin the opportunity to blog out once a wk. however its kinda inspiring with the fact that i ve more inspirations and experiences to share thru out the 7 days.
I think army life has slowly got into me in a way that the routine of waking up early,doin things with sense of urgency and the unavoidable chances of gettin fuck by sergeants for nitty gritty stuffs not done well.
which brings me to this qn.now that i m in the midst of bmt.4 wks has passed.shld i give up now or endure with more tortures of the training to reach into the ranks of OCS. road is long and daunting. 24click road march is enough to kill ur ass and thats turning me off BIG time. but to imagine myself gettin into cadet school,and eventually donning the white suit,awaiting to receive the sword ,to be commisioned as an officer, the prize is just too great to give up. therefore endure..persevere. bah.
This wk has prove fruitful in a sense that,instead of the usual physical training, more field crafts and knowledge of the wild were taught to us. we learnt how to built a tent to house our asses from the wild, drills on how to throw a grenade..(believe me throwin one aint as easy as wad u see in CS, fire in the hole kinda shit)
like wad Encik would put it, when ur holdin the actual SPG87 grenade, LAMPA LAOGUA = (literally translates as balls sweating in Hokkien)
Uber hilarious. the way enciks,sergeants and specialists use to fuck us. another particular plus point this wk for me is the participation of the changin-of-parade event which i took part in.i think God is merciful to me.and i cant believe my luck.we had 5 days to rehearse.not only i slacked for 3 days, i was pulled into the first team when one fella dropped out. wads more unbelievable is that, when the parade was over, SSM gave us a gd news to those who took part, one friday bookout to enjoy instead of the usual sat. WOW.
practising of the various positions of shooting,camouflaging in the wilds r all so dirtty and fun!
field camp's up next wk. so will be gone for another 2 wks.but fret not, bookin out on the followin friday where the 2 PH falls together.that would mean 4 days off for me.YIPEE haha. so wanna upload fotos i would shoot myself in there with all the suit ,rifle and camo cream if i have the privilege to bring in cam.fuckers who uploaded the videos in youtube r the culprits la.
ok nothing much to write now.gonna crash the loo before restin my ass well for the sheits next wk.till den tata guys .
♥ there's not a place
in heaven that we cant reach
Sunday, October 01, 2006 @2:47 PM
Paid a visit to granny at NUH earlier.
She had a bad fall early last wk and fractured her pelvic bone. Upon seeing her lying at the hospital bed just pains me. her frail body just shrank so much to the extent i could literally felt the pain for her. how could her weak body suffer such a blow of fracture. Totally made me wanna break down.
But being a man, i aint suppose to be shedding tears.even if the blow is too much to handle. Going thru army has brought my life to a whole new level of maturity. i feel that i ve aged thru it, accepting pain as parts and parcel of life but not letting such misfortunes daunt us. i ve learnt to be tough physically n mentally.
Tears didnt shed,but my heart did. thou i didnt get to speak much to granny because of the visiting relatives. i just wanna say i love u granny. please get well soon.
and so this is it,just got back from the dreaded hosp. feeling drained that in a matter of hours i will be headin straight back to the lonesome island for yet another 6 days. however i felt awkwardly glad to head back for i know i prefer withstandin the stress in there than facing my irrational father's attitude.
but its alright, life in the army phase really changed my thinkin and handlin of reactions in life. no longer will there be anymore arguments or shoutin back. Rationality is the key.
Oct is here.time flies so quickly to the point that the next thing i know,dec falls and i will be outta tekong. and for once i m beginning to appreciate the company of my frens in there than lookin forward to graduating frm it.
nothing much to say for now for its such a draining day today. seeing some people's faces today just pisses me off. i guess only Mum is the most understandin and accomodating person.
Gone for another week.till then,tata peeps. and thanks for the visits despite not bloggin. appreciate :)
♥ there's not a place
in heaven that we cant reach