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One year ago, I was watching the guards conversion course.
The day I POP-ed, I went to wei lun's house before we went to bangkok.
I remembered watching GCC video over at his house.
I remembered how touching I felt when I watched the video.
How much I wanted to be a guardsman.
And today, I just rewatched all the 7 episodes of the GCC video.
It's really haunting.
To think of all the tough times in GCC.
Many times I try to put myself back into the GCC period of time.
To reflect upon my life now.
But those moments are so unique and tiring that I hardly remember them anymore.
Those feelings of uncertainty.
Those pain, those blood and those tears.
Those sand all over your body.
GCC never ends.
So far being APC3 has not been any tougher than GCC.
Maybe values I learnt in GCC will be applied when I go to Brunei again the next few months.
Suddenly think of all the tough times I had with my syndicate section.
But somehow it seems like everyone had moved on and memories of GCC 01/14 is fading quickly.
Everyone is doing their own things now.
But I really missed the 4 weeks in GCC.
Even though it was so damn tiring.
If anyone was to ask me how was GCC now, I find it hard to explain to them every single details.
Only those unique moments I can remember.
Can't wait for the september GCC to come.
And then I can relive all the memories.
Shall go and climb now~
STILL A CLIMBER.
Saturday, July 26, 2014
Sunday, July 20, 2014
93/13 Commissioning Parade
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?
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?
Sunday, July 13, 2014
Memories
As I stood there on SAFTI parade square, on the 19 April, I was so elated.
Finally I'm an officer!
The day when I was back at home, I was excited about my life ahead.
Now having men under me, this rank is less of pride now.
Is more of responsibility.
8 more months to ORD.
Having this mixed feeling before I book in.
Even though life is good now, and things are going well, sometimes I feel that I want to leave this organisation fast.
But life after ORD definitely's not going to be easy.
That's why they say "You never stop being an officer."
Even as a civilian, that's the thing that I will bring away with me.
Sometimes I feel like I have a lot of things to share with my men.
But everytime I want to, I forgot what I want to say.
It's these kinds of memories that are so vague in my mind but yet so important in life.
Every time you get busy in life, you stop thinking about life.
You stop reflecting.
And that's bad.
I'm always glad that I remember to reflect upon my own life.
And that would be moments I blog about it.
Instead of looking forward to my ORD date, I'm going to make the best out of these months.
And end off this green journey with a blast.
And that will then be the time that I will say that I've changed from Ah Boy to Man.
Suddenly thinking about how life was before enlisting.
And how life is going to be after ORD-ing.
Hence this post.
SO MANY THOUGHTS.
SO LITTLE TIME TO REFLECT.
BOOK IN LO.
Saturday, July 5, 2014
Life in NS so far
It's been 1 year and 2 months since I enlisted.
8 more months to ORD.
What have I learned in NS?
It's been so damn long that I hardly remember civilian life anymore.
It's been so damn long that I hardly remember civilian life anymore.
But throughout this 1 year and 2 months, I'm really sure I've learned a lot.
From military skills to values that can be applied in life.
Let's just take a look at one of a conversation I had with my friend back in BMT one year ago.
One of the first few people I've met in my army life.
This conversation happened when we just POP-ed and got our postings.
If I were to put myself in my shoes 1 year ago, I'll be proud of where I am right now.
Leading a platoon of 31 guys.
It's time to reflect upon my army life, and finish these last 8 months to the best that I can be.
And make sure these 8 months will be inspiring and life changing for my men as well.
So weird to feel like a RECRUIT / OCT all over again.
Happy belated SAF day!
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