Went there as a civilian.
Was stuck outside at first because we don't have tickets.
Was quite disappointed, wanted to go home already.
Then suddenly they started allowing people to go in.
But when we went in it was already march pass.
But it wasn't too late.
Watched the whole parade.
Seeing the parade as a third party feels so different.
Really feel so proud of those people who commissioned.
Who suffered 9 months and finally came out as an officer.
And when they threw their peak cap high up the sky, I suddenly think of the moment when I threw mine.
I teared a bit when I think of the 9 months in OCS.
It was really filled with ups and downs.
Waking up every morning at 0530.
Wake my buddy up.
Go brush teeth and wash face.
Fall in in RED RED.
Report strength.
Everyone feeling so down.
(SO LONG MORE TO COMMISSIONING)
Then march to cookhouse for breakfast.
Sing song as a platoon.
Felt better.
Eat breakfast, drink ice milo.
Then go back bunk to sleep.
Fall in for first activity.
Blah blah blah.
Send arms, RO at 2130 white white.
Then the last hour will be used surfing the net, or talking to friends in the bunk.
That feeling when you are part of a platoon.
That feeling when you can march side by side with 20 over people everyday.
Now it just feels weird that you're not the one in the file anymore.
You're not the one getting fucked for moving in file.
Getting screwed in outfield cause of bad SOFUN.
That feeling when it's book out time.
Change to penguin and march all the way to MPH.
Bid farewell to those taking car and continue walking to gate.
Cab home and enjoy the short weekend.
Sunday book in again.
Went into dad's car.
Sleep in the car.
See the link bridge.
Then see the SAFTI tower getting bigger and bigger.
(HOW LONG MORE MUST I DO THIS)
Dad fetch me in to carpark H (or J forget already)
Then march towards wing line.
Then go gift shop buy some stuffs.
See my friends sometime and become happier.
Then finally RO and the week starts all over again.
This life for 9months.
All compressed into the thoughts of a Officer Cadet going to commission.
And when you finally throw your peak cap, all the memories go up with it.
And you start tearing and hoping you won't leave this awesome bunch of friends in OCS.
But everyone knows that everyone will separate and all will be gone and just be memories.
It's kinda sad.
But that's life.
And now, it's time to book in.
LET'S GO!
The question that always struck me in OCS.
Why do you want to become an officer?