kiss and hell

remember my rant about how my social military life being miserable?

well i think my status and rep is changing. and its changing fast. too fast i supposed.
i'd just wanted to be that normal recruit who barely scrape through Basic Military Life.

but i did something.
i passed IPPT.
no big deal?
well, i am THE ONLY one out of 174 people in my company to do so.
and everyone's harping about it. but i think the buzz will die down soon enough when i proceed to failing ippt the next round next week.

no. i am not the best 2.4 runner.
no. i am not the best person you'd depend on to do chin ups.
no. i dont jump far as well.
no. i am not that fast a runner as well.

but i happened to be an all rounder.



just the other day, i was caught with vandalizing the walls. but it was far from my chalet. in fact, it was in an abandoned building. while we were doing urban training. i markered the walls with my cartoons. and POOF.

punishment. i was made the platoon I/C, i had to design the smoker's ammo box. i have to design the company t-shirt and now, i have a MAJOR project to draw for. something that i dont think that i can disclose. its something all future recruits will/might get. look out for it.


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last week i thought i was fighting fit.
i was the IC. at Pasir Ris Int, i puked. in the ferry i puked. on the way to chalet i puked. at the basketball court i puked. in my bunk, i puked half a pail (literally).

and i was sent to the medical centre. ended up spending my time in the sickbay. in which, it looked and felt like a real hospital. drips and injections included.

and i have never felt this fucked up in my life.


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and so, today, while walking back, this guy saw me and approached me...
in fact, he was my junior... and..........



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