Stifled...

Thursday, March 10, 2005

POP...

I'm back. This time, I'll be back for a longer time because I had my POP yesterday. It was fun as everyone was in a very good mood. Everyone was wishing everybody else all the best and crap like that. We are no longer recruits. We are now privates. It only means that I will have to withstand less of the retardedness of sergeants and receive more shit from warrant officers.

Anyway, according to a sergeant, who is also a friend of mine, I'm most probably going to SISPEC. Damn. Motherfucking crap. I don't wanna return to that damn island no more. I don't wanna go outfield and roll in fucking mud every fucking day. Sigh... I can only hope that that friend of mine is wrong.

When asked what I learnt from BMT, I really don't remember much. We just go there and endure crap everyday, trying to have as much fun in the course of it as possible. The most memorable thing? I don't remember. Everything is new, the people, the surroundings. If I have to say, I'd say the whole 9 weeks was kinda memorable.

How was my fitness? Well, I got a silver for IPPT, completed the SOC in 9 minutes and 44 seconds and I can strip an M16, blindfolded, within 17 seconds. Haha. What has stripping the rifle gotta do with my fitness? Never mind. Now it's time to relax before I get my posting.

End...

Hanged @ 8:43 PM