My hands were attacked by mozzies during my 2 days outfield this week. Very itchy.

Planned to go clubbing with Wilson and Phee but in the end something cock-up...so i have to pangseh them, feeling very apologetic and guilty.

Its deevapali !!! Meaning public holiday...

Oh yes, did i mention in the previous post, i passed my OJT Test !!! With flying colours.

I want to go out with my friends but time always clash. Haiz...

Sian arh....

This is the first time i publish a MTV on my blog. I like this song. Its a new song by Guang Liang call bu hui fen li (will not seperate). Enjoy !!!

It is november !!! Which means the start of "hell-month" has begun. My entire month's schedule is packed tightly with extremely long outfields and medical ctr duties. Well, the begining of winter marks the coming of spring a while later, so i guess i will have to endure through it. Anyway, yesterday was the last day of a reservist medic, Mr Kuan, in our medical centre. He is a very very nice guy. He helped us so much during his 3 weeks stay in the medical centre that it made everyone so guilty and embarrassed for his aid to us. He even treated us pizza on his last day. Well, i can see he has a good future as he is a good nature and good character as well as promising qualification and job in the public sector. As such the medical ctr would like to express our heart-filled gratitude to him. After booking out yesterday, me went to meet Wilson and Phee at suntec for dinner. We settled down at Fish n Co. Wilson seemed so sua-ku for reasons i am lazy to explain here. Reached home around 10+ shagged. Initially wanted to stay online until midnight but dozed off around 11.30. Also, i must thank phee for sending me all the songs in jay chou's new album hence saving me 25 bucks. Perhaps it is my expectations for jay chou being too high, i kinda disapointed with all his new songs in his new album. Well, beauty lies in the eye of the beholder and hence others might think otherwise. Well, i have weekend duty tml so i guess i better enjoy today...

My weekend saturday duty ended this morning where i booked out at 0800 hr and went to meet JL for a swim. The weather was fantastic then, just that only the middle section of the pool is open for public use. Kids learning swimming, couples flirting in the pool, narcissistic guys lying under the sun tanning themselves and other swimmers doing their routine weekly/daily swim, i guess...what a day to start with. I went back at noon time, took a shower and go out with my parents to have lunch outside in town. After which they did some shopping around the area. Came back when the sky started raining heavily. Made me very sleepy. Juz went to took a nap. Anyway, i have weekend duty again next sunday. Well, i should have accepted the high frequency of doing weekend duty ever since i was posted to my new camp, especially when we now face severe manpower shortage. November is coming and i can confess that this could by far be the busiest month for me here in camp. I have overnight outfields every week with one that is most significantly long. The whole med ctr is involved i should say. Felt very sian upon welcoming november. I wish i can endure through the ardious month in a blink of my eyes... i hope. Doing a HOTO file from scratch is difficult. Especially when there is no Dispense IC in the past. It would be a year before i can hand over my appt to my successor, do not know why i am rushed to produce the file so early. Well, i realize things were not as simple as they seemed to be...

My upper study who is ORD-ing soon wrote on the nominal role board, everyone's ORD date...

Guess what he wrote for mine...

"Fucking long, dont bother" =(

The most dreadful walk to the MRT station...happened less than an hour ago.

Walked from camp to MRT in civi and canvas shoes.

Not wearing any socks so i suffered abrasion at my right heels.

Plus it is raining, hence i carried Juson's big pink umbrella on one hand, pulling the right side of my jeans on the other (my jeans are dragging on the wet floor)

Reminds me of routemarch somehow...

Too lazy to wear socks...too "thrifty" to take feedle bus...

What a day...

New appointment roster out... i am the new Dispensary IC... dont know blessing or not.

Went kbox just now with my friends... boring leh... not as crazy as i expect it to be

Bookout this morning, book in tml morning...

Changed driving test date online to a later date (the next available date is one month after the initial one) bcoz of med ctr commitment

More shit coming...

I am thinking of revamping my blog... shd i???

Week 7:

Nothing in this world is constant except changes. This week has yet to be over. I just happened to be on nights out where I can muster some time to blog about the past 4 days. Exactly, there are changes all around. Just when you think you've comfortably settled down on something you think you are comfortable with, here comes constant typhoon blowing you out of your comfort zone. Just before IQA last week, our new senior medic came in, eager to change the way the medical centre is running, for the better. After the horrendous results of IQA, the changes came bigger and faster than anyone can expect or hide for shelther. It just came pouring. I was unfortunately one of the victims. Just when i thought i am the new perm MOPA, learning all the MOPA things, there came my unexpected and uninvited surprise just hours ago...I am transferred over to Dispensary Dept. And that could mean i no longer need to do PA duty. While being a Dispense medic is an easier job, i somehow feel that what i've learnt as a MOPA for the past 3 weeks have been put to waste. Hopefully they could seek my call to allow me to continue PA-ing for like 1 or 2 days a week so as to put what i've learnt to continual usage. As such, this could have mean that Baby MOPA has yet to survive the game and thus shall "restart the game" as a Baby Dispense. Darn!!!

Another thing that is bothering me and is going to continue bothering me, is the annual leave problem. Currently, we experience severe shortage of manpower. With all our ORD-ing seniors clearing their offs and leaves, there are only 7 active medics left in the medical centre. All of us 7 active medics have our own annual leaves to clear. And we know very well that in this scenario where manpower problem arise, one person's taking of cleave is at the expense of another. As such, we face the first level of problem in annual leave taking where we hardly have enough people for daily routine duty plus covers for other unit. The second level of the problem surfaces when our "fave" unit wants to indent 8 medics on the same day (some day in nov) for some impt cover (reason i shall not disclose). If we only have 7 medic with one being a service (cannot go outfield), where on earth we find 8 for them? Furthermore the 1 week long cover (same for all 8) starts on my driving test date !!! Which means i have to either cancel or postpone my driving test. This could've mean 3 months later for my driving test??? As such, we are expecting our "fave" unit to bombard us with more of these kinda things in the month of dec which means how on earth do we have time to clear our leave??? I think my annual leave sure kena eaten le.

Well, i am expecting more things to come my way. I really envy the ORD personels....

PS: I've heard Jay chou's new song "cowboy very busy"....IT SUX TO THE CORE !!! Sorry jay chou fans out there reading this...i really cannot accept his new "wang fu sound alike" song.

Week 6:

I've learnt a lot being a MOPA for the past one week. That is even though I've only PA-ed 4 out of the 5 days according to my duty schedule. However there is still much to learn and I still have a long way to go as a PA. Hopefully i can attain the efficiency of my upper studies soon enough. I feel quite irritated this month especially during weekends because I may be called back anytime for a reason i shall not disclose. Just feel very annoyed as i have to constantly keep my phone on and be prepared for any sudden call or something. Cannot even enjoy my weekend. Sigh. Anyway, IQA was horrendous. We failed miserably and i guess the consequence of that is going to be detrimental, though not yet surfacing but soon to be. Well, we shall soon see... and lets pray my phone or assigned pager dont sound off tml night...

Week 5:

My last week of OJT. Things are going to change this coming week onwards. First we have I am no longer under study and I will have to function as a real duty medic. No mistakes to be made or i will be dealt with accordingly by the book. Second, our new senior medic Staff Patrick will be officially joining us and this means more regimentations and restrictions, stricter rules and guidelines to follow. Thirdly, IQA on tuesday would more or less prove miserably deadly due to the medical ctr's incapability to do function up to standards. As far as I am concern, the storeroom is in a mess; docu dept's dockets not updated, piles of unfiled memos, MCs, FFI forms, etc ; treatment room also in a mess; everywhere in a mess; some seniors gave up hope; and on and on and on. I think we will fail miserably for the coming IQA which means our senior medic will give us more hell.

Anyway I felt quite depress for the past 3 days after i came back from outfield. This feeling was never felt ever since JC days when I encountered some "power struggle" in my CCA. I somehow feel that I am useless in the medical centre as compared to the other 3 new medics (ah fu and the 2 new specs). This is because the other 3 medics are succeeding 3 of the 5 ORDing medics as department ICs - sickbay/ambulance, MOPA & Training. As for me, i am succeeding nobody i guess. I am in no department. At least thats what i felt. Every now and then, i witness the 3 old ICs passing on their knowledge, skills and responsibilities to the 3 new medics such that they are ready to take over the significant "torch". As for me, I only sat in for a few PA sessions with one or two senior MOPAs and thats it. I was not taught as much area of speciality as the other 3 medics. My new role in the medical centre is a permanent MOPA and thats it. Hence as i see the 3 new medics helping up in the IQA while me stranded alone not knowing what to do, it kind of got back to me on what is my purpose and worth in the medical ctr. Furthermore, my rank is the lowest in the medical ctr and that puts me in an even more insignificant spot. Perhaps it is self-paranoia, perhaps it is self-worthless, perhaps it is self-discrimination. Perhaps the rest did not view me as what i viewed myself. I am just trying to act normal as far as i can. Had a short chat with the medical ctr clerk during friday's lunch. I asked him whether it is a blessing not to have any responsibilites or have minimal responsibility in the medical ctr or in the SAF context. The answer given by him was "yes" and that really made me reflect on all my past paranoia experienced. Perhaps it is really a blessing for me not to have any huge responsibilites compared to the 3 new medics.

Another thing, i have to clear my IPPT by mid nov where according to an email sent to the MO, i am due for promotion. I personally feel incapable of clearing my IPPT due to my lack of skills and performances in the SBJ station. I just cannot jump. I guess that will jeopardize my promotion chance for the 1.75 yrs to come. And also, in such a short period of time, i am unable to train till i can pass nor can i book a schedule date to do my IPPT. I guess i am destined to remain a chao private.

Anyway, outfield on monday was terrible. I shd say it was on tuesday. Woke up at 3am just to report on time at 3.30am. Was transported to pasir laba camp where we took a long winding track to some mosquitoes infested area. Basically spent 2 days feeding mosquitoes. No amount of coils can help. Went back shagged. Infact alot of us medics were involved in outfield cover on week 5. But when i saw the condition of returning Jeremy, i felt so lucky. His whole back and thigh was manifested by red mosquitoes bites like small pox or something. Disgusting. I hate outfield covers.

Nonetheless, this coming monday, i am going to function alone as a MOPA. Working together with the MO proves challenging but i am determine to strive hard. I will work hard and learn from experience as fast as i can to upgrade myself in terms of experience and performance to be an outstanding PA in the medical ctr. I do not want to let the MO feel fustrated by my incapability. That is, i guess, the only way to match up with the other 3 new medics in terms of worth in the medical ctr. Haha. Yes, i am determined !!! I shall be a good and useful PA to the MO !!!

I was supposed to go running this morning with QY however i decide to call it off last night due to possibility of overpacked schedule and also personal laziness. I just wanted to wake up late and snuggle in bed. After breakfast at the nearby market with my parents, i went home, bathed and went to meet some of my tekong friends for k lunch session. I arrived at City Hall MRT 10 minutes later than planned. Upon proceeding to marina square kbox, we met the last member of the quad there and hence indulged in 3 hours of maddness in singing. Basically i managed to surpass some of the usual songs i used to sing and instead challenge myself to other songs available. My 2nd attempt for JJ Lin's westside failed miserably again (1st attempt was last month kbox wif shuyi they all) as that song is extremely suicidal. The original key is too high for me to reach and lowering of the key will put me in an extremely awkward singing. After klunch, i bid farewell to my friends and went to meet Jas at J8 to watch the semi-finals of radio 1003's Ti Guan Da Lei Tai. It is a DJ talent search competition held bi-annually to recruit and discover fresh talents. It was a little disappointing that the crowd there wasnt as huge as i've expected. I personally think that the 19 semi-finalists' standards were of mediocre. Only one or two caught my attention. As such, may the best man win. Went home after that. Reached home at approximately 6pm. Had dinner at home. Felt very lerthagic right now because there were no activities at night. Hopefully i get to enjoy the remaining bits of this weekend before i get to suffer another 2 days 1 night for tuesday's outfield cover.

Week 4:

Ouch! I've got an ucler under my tongue. My goodness, it must be an indication of my body being very "heaty". It is very pain. I've forgotten when it developed, perhaps on monday or something. However the pain is tolerable and hence I've yet to consult medical attention regarding it. I've seen somewhat similar cases before when I was PA-ing with the MO and according to him, it is the salivary gland being blocked up or something. Hopefully mine is just an ucler and not anything worse than that. I guess its time i cut down on all the heaty food and drink more liang-teh to cool myself down.

Most of the medics in my medical ctr would have agreed with me that coming to this camp will cause bankruptcy. Reason: the cookhouse food is very condemned. All thank to the cookhouse for serving "outstanding delicacy", we often resort to spending money on canteen food and spec mess food. Imagine spending $3 per meal on average, the total sum of money spent on food alone would be terribly high. Allow me to introduce you the sumptuous gourmet served by our wonderful cookhouse. Firstly, we have the "zup-pish vegetable" (zup = gravy) that is so "zup-pish" that the "zup" would flood our entire plate of whatever is on it. Next we have "bart-teng" aka meat cubes that seemed to come from some expired can-food. In addition, we have chicken wings cooked in all sort of "creative sauces". And please do trust me, the "creative sauces" are indeed very "creative". So creative that it made me wonder if its biochemically hazardous or radioactive. At least it tastes so.

Apart from me and ah fu and the 2 new medic specs, we have another new member to the medical ctr family - xiao3 xue3. No, it is not a beautiful young sexy female medic as the name may suggest. It is Mr Sea-bass' new pet rabbit bought just across the street. I confess that it is very cute. However, it has caused Mr Sea-bass to divert much of his attention on it such that he is, most of the time, not to be seen during free time. Well, Mr Sea-bass is an extreme rabbit lover. I shall say, rabbit-phile or rabbit-philic. He has 2 rabbits at home, xiao xue would be his 3rd.

I've started PA-ing for the MO. Well, i am trained as a MOPA you see. It means Medical Officer Personal Assistant. However, it is under the supervision of my senior lao-jiao PAs - Mr Chiu2Cheng3 (hand gun), Mr Juson and Mr Sea-bass. Well, i didnt give the real names to protect their identity. I get to understand that being a MOPA is not that simple. Because it requires much concentration and patience. Concentration, because I must listen carefully to what the MO says when he examines the patient and hence i will type it down on the computer system. Patience, because the system is freaking slow and it often hangs. Most of the time MOs can see patient faster than normal, it is just that the system is the limiting factor. Haha. There were times when some patients were obviously chao-kenging (aka malingering) thinking that we medics and the MO do not know. Well, i can say our MO is very kind not to fuck them upside down. There were a few that went to the extent of churning out every single excuse he can think of hoping to lets say fail FFI or get MC or down pes or something that it almost cause me, my upper study and the MO to fuck him one time good one. But he is lucky enough to escape unharmed. Imagine this... baby MOPA fuck Mr chao-keng upside down...followed by lao jiao MOPA fuck Mr chao-keng upside down again...followed by MO fuck him upside down yet again. How nice can that be. Haha.

Well, thats only my 4th week here in my new camp. 5 seniors are ORD-ing. It is really very heart-aching to see the ORD-personals indulging in ORD mood. Haha. I dare not count when would it be my turn...

Week 3:

My first outfield turn out to be fine. Just that i got to sit until my butt went numb. The uncles, i mean reservists, of 160 SQN were very nice to me. Keep asking me questions like as though they wanted to introduce their daughters to me. Haha. But still, my first experience of outfield cover alone was rather okay, nothing major happened, thankgoodness.

There were 2 new specs posted into the medical centre. Both are of my age. Although i still remain the lowest rank of all medics around, i am no longer the youngest because there is one new spec whos birthday is 2 days after mine.

I finally started my on job training for MOPA, which is my assigned role. I finally understood that being a MOPA is very mentally tiring because you have to concentrate and listen carefully to what the MO say when he is examining the patients. Furthermore all those relevant data must be key in correctly in the very-confusing system call PACES II. But the good thing is, i will get to learn alot on dignosis, drugs given, common medical conditions, etc. My upper study aka senior named me Level 1 Baby MOPA. Soon, as he'd said, I will level up and evolve into the ultimate Level 70 Papa MOPA. Sounds lame, but i thought the name was kinda cute.

Ever since i was posted to Chong Pang Camp i've yet to exercise much. I guess i need to find the discipline and time to start on my daily exercise regime to maintain my level of fitness.

I guess thats about all for this entry... yawn !!!

One week has passed and my stay in Chong Pang Camp has become more meaningful. I mean, i have a clearer view of how the medical centre runs and the job scope expected of me. I'm glad i am able to help up in some of the things around in the short-handed medical ctr but there is definitely more things to learn. This week seemed to pass rather slower compare to in SMTI. Perhaps it is because the official working time is 8 to 5 (though we have to stay in). Anyway, some of the highlights this week were: evacuating a patient to TTSH, IPPT cover, night deployment cover, etc. Some of which is really interesting but i shall not elaborate due to security reasons. Anyway, I've learnt alot for the past 1 week and the coming week, i am going to put them into good practice. Welcoming me on monday when i report to camp will be a 2 days 1 night outfield cover which i will be doing ALONE. I am feeling rather nervous about it because it is the first time i am covering an activity alone, i can start to feel the heavy responsibilities on my shoulder now. Furthermore, i do not know how to handle potential unreasonable demands that is beyond my jobscope and responsibilities there. But still, wish me all the best. Anyway, there will be 2 new specs joining us on monday which i cannot welcome due to my outfield cover. I am really starting to appreciate my little "family" in the medical ctr bcoz everyone is so good to everyone, well at least for what i can see now.

Anyway, i managed to get myself an airforce dryfit tshirt, shorts and most importantly the airforce beret and crest which i am proud to wear. But still i cannot get my camp pass process due to complicated reasons with regards to who the medical ctr now really belongs to. Some say gombak, some say sembawang some say chongpang. No one wants to take the responsibility to process our pass i feel. As for the medic vocation badge, i still cant manage to find it. Not many places sell those.

I went to book my highway code basic theory test today. Witnessing that all my seniors in the medical centre knows how to drive, i am more determined to get my license earlier. Hence without much hesitating i proceed on with the booking this morning. My test date is on 16th Nov. It is a friday which means i have to take leave on that day. Wish me luck.

Just now went for bunk outing at marina sq. Sadly only 4 pple including me turned out. Had lunch at sweet secret which i feel is a little ex (but the rest feels it is of affordable price). I dont come from a rich family you see. After that we went to play pool where malic n kyn have to leave for personal reasons. That left me and nelson to watch the legendary locally produced movie <<881>>. Although i has been out for near one month, the show still gains great popularity now as the entire theatre was at full capacity. The movie was very nice. I would have easily given it 5 stars out of 5 stars. The wide range of costumes donned on the actresses were very nice and colourful. The setting was so heartland. Most importantly, it made me and my friend (as well as the entire theatre) cry. The final part (where little papaya was hospitalised and dying) was so sad that i just could not control my tears. I was trying to hide them, trying to control and trying to secretly wipe them off but each second as the final part of the show proceeded, more tears just flow out. The songs were song2 (old fashioned in hokkien) but nice. Definitely worth the money. Now i understand why all my friends that watched it gave great comments for it.

Anyway, after the movie when me and nelson walked out, our eyes were freaking red like we have gotten conjuvatities. After that it was 9+ and i went home. So yes, thats basically for this week. Next week...outfield...haiz...hopefully i dont "die somewhere in the wild" as quoted by one of the enciks in my bmt coy.

Returned to SMTI on thursday morning, the day after POC. This time, it felt different. I was back as a trained medic waiting for posting unlike before where i went back as a trainee. It was good to see the same old building, same old trainees, same old sgts there welcoming me. But I was tense. Everyone was tense. We were very nervous over our posting, which decides the fate of our remaining days as a medic in the army. Got my cert, got my skill badge, got my AED n mask fitting card. Very proud of them, esp the skill badge. Finally got something can sew onto my uniform. Then we, all 3 platoons, were gathered at the open audi where the truth was about to be revealed. As the names were read out one by one according to respective units, i witnessed my friends leaving the pack, some with disapointment, some with shock, other with relief. The group shrink in size as more names were read out. My heart pounded faster and faster. 1SIR, 6SIR, arti, armour, SCE, etc...Soon it was left until about 1/6 the original size. And then master warrant past a remark to the corporal reading out our names "i think thats all for army". We were all very excited upon hearing that. Meaning we shd either end up in RSAF, navy or those cmpb, mmi thingy. And then i heard, RSAF ADOC...a few names followed my mine. I suddenly felt a quick sense of relief. RSAF !!! Omg...after one big round i am back to RSAF. Well, with regards to this, it is a long story dating to back then before i received my medic posting. So i wont elaborate much on that. Me and ah fu both posted to RSAF ADOC medical centre at chong pang camp. I heard its quite good, just that we have occasional turn-outs. I felt damn happy. After lunch and well-wishing some of my fellow platoon mates, me and ah fu embarked on our journey to chong pang camp. It was pouring. We had a hard time flagging a taxi that transported us there. Ah fu's friend working in that camp came out and fetch us. Upon arrival at the medical ctr, we were sorta warmly welcomed. The seniors (corporals and sgts) there are nice people. Very friendly. We learnt that our understudy will commence this monday. In the meanwhile, we sat around and observe. We were shown our bunk. The cookhouse food was not much better than anywhere else. Because we exchanged our 11B for visitors' pass, we cannot have our breakfast since our seniors were not with us to lend us their 11B. So we went up to canteen for our first breakfast there. We balonglong-ed all the way to medical ctr. Not very used to it. This morning we learnt how to prime injections and jab pple. We found ourselves some live-victims from a batch of NSmen going overseas for training. We also learnt how to do ECG and we did it on a newbie and also an encik. We learnt how to draw blood, on the expense of each others' arms. Afternoon after lunch, did not join the rest of my seniors for soccer. Went out of camp at around 5pm. Seemed to be a very slack day. But then i guess when understudy commence and we know our stuff, we should be very busy like our seniors. So hoping for the best, hopefully i get to stay there and have a nice time there.

PS: I am gonna go emart and buy the RSAF tee shirt, PT singlet and beret w/ crest. Omg !!! Sooo cool !!!!

Today is our big day. It is the day me closed one chapter of our life and start on another. It is out passing out parade for us basic medic course trainees. Held at old ford factory where the "superior looking" bukit timah hill stood firmly behind us, in such a "historically significant" place, we witnessed the birth of a new batch of medics from SMTI. Seriously speaking, i really feel very numb then throughout the parade, when the commanders donned the armband on me. Not much feelings. I wonder how far i can go this 2 years with the limited skills i've learnt. I've read one of my sgt's blog on his friendster acct. He is doubtful of our skills. Seriously speaking, i am also a little doubtful of our ability currently to handle a crisis. Perhaps through time and experience, we could, but as for now, being freshly passed out medics, i really dont know. Anyway, most of us will get our postings tml. It is really nerve wrecking. I really wanted to go to a good unit, hopefully near to my house. 8 to 5 is a priviledge I long desired. I can only pray for the best.

9 weeks !!! Before i knew it, i've came to the end of my basic medic course. The next scary thing which i hated and had once experienced 9 weeks ago - posting. Green beret, black beret and khaki beret are equally horrifying for me...plz give me blue. Hahaha. And this final weekend i had as a BMC trainee, i still have to study for 2 more test - M Pam and Prev Med. Sian siah. But i think i've enjoyed enough yesterday. Went kbox lar, its ok and i wont elaborate on it. What else? Oh yes, our grad ceremony will be held this wed at Ford Factory. It is really weird for our course commander to chose a place outside SMTI to have our grad ceremony. And i still have doubts on what to bring to camp, what to bring home and stuff. We are gonna leave our luggage in camp and our postings will b read out this thurs where we will be instantly "sold off" to our new units. Haiz. Still thought i could at least have one day break or something where i can wash my LBV, boots and stuff. Anyway, i am really wishing for an 8 to 5 job. Wait long long is the answer for me with regards to my wish. Haha. Dunno what to expect siah. Hmmm...my fellow friends from SISPEC and navy seems to be graduating from their course at this period of time also. Haha. Its all about postings again. Yawn. Anyway, i know my blog has become the hottest topic for my platoon in BMC, busybody noseparkers. Haha. And plz dont ask me why nightangel...i know it is a lame nick but plz spare me coz i am being very uncreative enough to think of a new nick ever since pri 6. Hmmm...this week gonna spend lotsa money oso i guess. FIR new album and Jolin new album. Haha. Guess whos agent J as asked in my MSN nick...i guess the answer is obvious.

Lets talk about this week in camp. I can say this is the worst week yet in my course. Firstly, when i booked in last sunday, the first bad news that greeted me was that a cat urinated on my book-in-book-out book and i have to rewrite everything from the start and start a new book since I am the book-in-book-out IC. With the week long of tight schedule, i hardly have enough time to restart a decent book and i can say the new book is still now in a mess despite the help of some of my platoon mates...i emphasize the word SOME. Secondly, this week schedule is very tight with BCS and chemical defence. BCS requires us to set up and tear down the BCS over n over again from day till veyr late at night hence we were very shag by the end of each days' training. Chem defence is ok but wearing of the chem defence suit and mask really made us go mad coz its very hot inside. Now i can say i salute the MRF pple. Went into gas chamber, the experience was not as bad as i tot it would be, but still...due to the tight schedule on that day, our sgts were screaming and punishing us whole day long. Yesterday was very mentally challenging for us as a platoon. We were supposed to book out at 7+. And we tot juz like every week, we would make through the gate. Alas, i suspected something was wrong when my snr sgt decided to marched us to the gate from coy line. And yes, my instincts were right. When we were about 20m away from the gate, he berhenti us and started questioning our worth in the course, our attitude towards the course and our deserves to really book out. After the psychologically tormenting lecture by him, he finally announced "gentlemen, you are booking in now" and with that, we ker kiri puseng and march back to coy line and be "confined". While some of my plt mates cursed and swear at his decisions, i was loser and failure enough to sit aside and cry coz i tot i put in so much effort the whole week, all the book in book out thingy and all the tiring bcs sessions juz awaiting for this day to book out, were all gone down the drain. We dunno when we were confined until so when it was 10+, we decided to give up and turn off the lights to sleep. Juz then, we were asked to fall in and given another lecture by him again, this time, we were allowed to book out. With regards to this incident, while i admit that my snr sgt was not very right to play with our book out timing, he was really smart to use this, perhaps as a final warning to us to be serious about the course. I tot it was really effective in drilling some sense into us but then the repercussions of it would still prevail. Anyway, i wont bear any grudges with him coz i understand he also need to do his job. Finally, i am going to book in soon, this time sat night for guard duty on sunday. I was on the standby list, but most probably i will kena later coz some of the real guard duty pple were black listed for not turning up. So i would say i have a very very very slim chance of coming back home later. Still, i have to suck thumb and serve my guard duty i guess. Anyway, it is down to the last 1.5 weeks of this course. I dunno how it is gonna be, how its gonna end, we shall really see...

National day !!! Holiday. Thankyou BMC for giving us a long break of 4 days by granting friday an off day. Anyway, congrats to platoon 3 for finding my blog. This sat i am turning 19. At least i can celeb my birthday in peace. Anyway, i have nothing to blog bout currently...so yar...bye

"Yet another week has passed" is what i always say when its time to book out. Indeed, if I were to count the number of weeks left for me to pass in my NS life, it will total up to a miserably large integer that I dare not think about. Alas, the short weekend is not always there for me to enjoy for i almost got deprived of it this time. Well, i passed my tests and got awarded my weekend free (those who unfortunately fail have to return back to camp for retest, i believe). Casualty aid practical test on monday was okay, tuesday's PAM stable test was one that i almost failed and really affected my morale and confidence level. The ultimate PAM unstable test on wednesday was horrifying for i was one of the "lucky" few to be called upon and assessed by my senior instructor (he failed people easily). Still, i manage to pass under him for hell-knows-what reasons. And then, that marked the end of the paramedic phase of the course and now we embark onto the combat phase, i.e. chiong sua. I will not be surprise if i get to hear "full battle order" or "1 minute, camo on" for my remaining 4 weeks in the course. How else can i be not environmental friendly since i am GREEN almost everyday.

Yesterday's class gathering had a disapointing turn-out of 6 person including me. We watched the Simpson's movie after dinner at suntec and that basically marked the day i had on saturday. The weather these few days can be described by the word "wet". It has been rainy all day long everyday which reminds me of the december period every year. Unfortunately the big holiday we are looking forward to is national day and not christmas. Blame it on the La Nina effect i guess. It is going to be a wet wet summer. Travelling from point to point within the camp requires us to put on an extra piece of fabric call the gortex, a.k.a. raincoat. Still, the camp's policy of marching point to point remains firm and hence the use of shelthered walkways (i can hardly find any) is minimal. Speaking of gortex, allow me to digress to its substitute - umbrella. Perhaps the recent popularity of this song "umbrella", that top world wide charts for weeks after weeks, was due to the erratic rainy season plagueing us. Coincedentally, "La Nina" and "Rihanna" rhymes pretty well which probably constitutes the greatest 2007 mid-year phenomenon of umbrella craze.

Anyway, less than 2 weeks to my birthday. I wouldnt want to think of celebrating it normally like all other years for i face the possibility of having guard duty on my birthday. Such things cannot be help and "no one can be blamed". Still, it is a rainy sunday noon and the grumpy mood in me keeps on pounding with regards to booking in hours later at night...