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gone.

will i be back?
i don't know.
maybe i've started elsewhere.
maybe never. again.

miércoles, enero 21, 2004

[ 468. Realization ]

Yesterday was bookout day. As usual, the morale is estatic just like any other bookout day, despite a late bookout at 2030. The duty instructors was of the best combination ever, and the programme had its corners cut ridiculously. ippt spec training was only one set worth; first aid lesson was for sleeping. even circuit training was unbelievable: 2 sets of 8 stations (down from the usual 10), 2 minutes per station (down from the usual 5). The dummy grenade throwing practice was also quite slack, except for the stupid helmet.

Something struck me during another of those waiting to rush times. Tekong is a depressing place as many has commented. You see nothing but recruits being verbally abused. Quoting one commander, to ensure that recruits listen and follow instructions, there's two methods. The first is to be nice to them, the second is to whack them like there's no tomorrow. In theory, both works, but in practice, only the latter works. You try the former, the recruits climb over your head. Sometimes even literally. So almost every moment at the company line, you'll see at least one platoon with hands and feet on the ground and butts pointing to the sky. Welcome to tekong, the land of the sadists. And yes, so what if we are a-level or diploma holders? That does't mean we are robots. You don't expect to programme us once, and we can reproduce everything the second time round onwards without mistake at all. Notice the singularity of the word 'mistake'. We don't even have to talk about more than a single misdeed before we get it all down on our exercise again. Talk about care for soldiers; talk about being reasonable. Another good trend found interesting is the absence of 'reasons'. Everything recruits do incorrectly and when an explanation is required, they are all excuses. If commanders are required to explain something: they are now called reasons. What heck?

I've made up my mind. I don't want to be a commander. No point being sucked into the world of sadists.

Night bookout was fun. Had supper with hongyao, xiaohei and bowen at macdonalds, and exchanged tons of tekong ancedotes along with fries and nuggets. Well... even though that meant i had to wait half hour for them to bookout, i did it anyway. Missed them so much, die die also must wait. =) Xiaohei's dad sent me home after that... so i saved $1.23 again. Haah... i'm getting more and more cheapo (and shameless. oops.) John came to stay over as well... haiz. =)

Today went back to srjc for a couple of hours, before going to serangoon gardens with zhiwei for a cup of coffee at Gardens. Had a little reunion lunch with the ptNorth group... kind of a funny attempt. We desperately look for space in the whole Gardens, before decided to takeaway and seat at the hawker center. It was rather deserted. Remember that today is CNY eve? All the chinese stalls were shut, so most tables were empty, gladly for us to use.

And yes... happy new year. Chinese, i mean.

(notice i'm getting bored and tired and God-knows-what to type anything...)

Shannon left at 3:49 p. m..

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