privatised
ok this is going to be a long post.
woke up extremely early because i feared booking in late for the last day of bmt. and after a never ending straight road at changi, 50% surcharge and $30 cab fare, i reached the ferry terminal one hour before (my) schedule. so i sat at the bus stop and just waited.
this really is the last bookin. i prayed for good weather for the passing out parade later in the day.
to kill time, i started singing all the 容祖儿 songs i knew in my head. at the same time, i kept feeling the eyes of the two guards at the ferry terminal watching me. anyway, i watched the sky turn from black to navy blue to sickly blue. you would notice that at a certain point the change is very rapid, at least compared to the age of the universe, although at the end of it you would realise that the sky was covered in clouds, and that there would be no real sunrise to watch even though we were in the east.
as oprah says, if you set yourself expectations, you set yourself up for disappointment.
once again, global warming asserts its presence by giving us unpredictably cyclic (paradox?) weather phenomena of rain-sun-rain-sun-rain-sun-... (rsrsrs...) much of my morning was spent sitting in the training shed, in the rain, to look after the platoon's stuff. while sitting there, i talked to the rain, if it ever were possible. i thanked the someone/something/anything for watching over me in bmt. i knew somehow that someone/something must have been keeping me safe all this while.
then sergeant tzejung came running in and released me for canteen break. omg it was my first time ever in the canteen, but i think it's been overrated. i just went for the childhood hazelnut ice cream, for which i was once caned and locked in the balcony. after that i was sitting back in the training shed watching sergeant tzejung 'ponder life'.
as the rsrsrs... went on, i still prayed for better weather, but it never happened, maybe because i no longer believe. it's like ellen parsons believing in Justice but not the Law. so anyway, despite the rsrsrs..., the school still proceeded with the parade. frankly speaking, most parts of it were brainless, except the sweet and warming family moments. but of course, it's a significant ceremony that is so important for parents to witness.
ok, so bmt is over and done with.
honestly, i started bmt with a very sickening feeling. i didn't think i would enjoy bmt; didn't think i could pass ippt; didn't think i would survive field camp; didn't think i would pass bmt. and yet i did all that, and i could say i'm already missing it. who could have known that nine weeks would pass so quickly? and now i know that whichever side i go to, command school or enlisted soldier, everything is going to be harder =( i think i'm going to miss so many people from bmt. hope i can get the contact lists soon, and get those dumb photos from everyone.
for the last time, can i please stop getting rsaf scholarship advertisements?
slowly the road becomes busy. it's like sitting by the road waiting for the one to come. just like any korean flick.
woke up extremely early because i feared booking in late for the last day of bmt. and after a never ending straight road at changi, 50% surcharge and $30 cab fare, i reached the ferry terminal one hour before (my) schedule. so i sat at the bus stop and just waited.
this really is the last bookin. i prayed for good weather for the passing out parade later in the day.
to kill time, i started singing all the 容祖儿 songs i knew in my head. at the same time, i kept feeling the eyes of the two guards at the ferry terminal watching me. anyway, i watched the sky turn from black to navy blue to sickly blue. you would notice that at a certain point the change is very rapid, at least compared to the age of the universe, although at the end of it you would realise that the sky was covered in clouds, and that there would be no real sunrise to watch even though we were in the east.
as oprah says, if you set yourself expectations, you set yourself up for disappointment.
once again, global warming asserts its presence by giving us unpredictably cyclic (paradox?) weather phenomena of rain-sun-rain-sun-rain-sun-... (rsrsrs...) much of my morning was spent sitting in the training shed, in the rain, to look after the platoon's stuff. while sitting there, i talked to the rain, if it ever were possible. i thanked the someone/something/anything for watching over me in bmt. i knew somehow that someone/something must have been keeping me safe all this while.
then sergeant tzejung came running in and released me for canteen break. omg it was my first time ever in the canteen, but i think it's been overrated. i just went for the childhood hazelnut ice cream, for which i was once caned and locked in the balcony. after that i was sitting back in the training shed watching sergeant tzejung 'ponder life'.
as the rsrsrs... went on, i still prayed for better weather, but it never happened, maybe because i no longer believe. it's like ellen parsons believing in Justice but not the Law. so anyway, despite the rsrsrs..., the school still proceeded with the parade. frankly speaking, most parts of it were brainless, except the sweet and warming family moments. but of course, it's a significant ceremony that is so important for parents to witness.
ok, so bmt is over and done with.
honestly, i started bmt with a very sickening feeling. i didn't think i would enjoy bmt; didn't think i could pass ippt; didn't think i would survive field camp; didn't think i would pass bmt. and yet i did all that, and i could say i'm already missing it. who could have known that nine weeks would pass so quickly? and now i know that whichever side i go to, command school or enlisted soldier, everything is going to be harder =( i think i'm going to miss so many people from bmt. hope i can get the contact lists soon, and get those dumb photos from everyone.
for the last time, can i please stop getting rsaf scholarship advertisements?
slowly the road becomes busy. it's like sitting by the road waiting for the one to come. just like any korean flick.
posted by ivan at 11:19 PM
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