Basic MiLitary Training

The reLease from Tekong IsLand "prison" after fourteen days made me reaLise how beautifuL Singapore reLi is .. the first step onto the mainLand was Like, heavenLy. The air, seemed to be that of an enchanted garden ..

Looking back ..

On the very first day, with my haversack, I arrived in Pasir Ris interchange. Everyone brought aLong their Love ones - parents, girLfriends and even grandparents! It din reLi bother me much even as peopLe Looked surprised that this boy came aLone. Onto the coach, and to the SAF Ferry terminaL. From there, the fastcraft (which ain reLi that fast), carried the to-be recruits to the IsLand they wouLd caLL "home" for the next few months.

The camp, sure Looked Like a fucking chaLet .. itz juz unbeLievabLe to overhear a retarded remark from a mother who said "I thought got aircon one?" .. wtf .. ProbabLy she havent reaLised that she is in an army camp.

And so, the Love Ones Left after the Lunch, Leaving their sons, boyfriends and grandchiLdren. The recruits then coLLected their miLitary stuff and by dinner, settLed down aLready, aLL donning in Zidane's hairdo.

Lucky me that my company's buiLding faces the sea and right across in a distance is the mainLand .. you can see the Changi Airport tower and even the Suntec City area!

Near, yet far.

So days passed .. and each day is speciaL. You Learn :

1. to accept the reaLity a.k.a "jaiL sentence"
2. to bear with ocassionaL Loud snoring in the middLe of the night
3. to wake up at 0530 and turn in at 2230 every singLe day
4. to cuLtivate an immunity against aLL forms of vuLgarities thrown at you
5. to bLoody teach young boys how to be independent
6. to fuck the bLur cocks before they fuck the whoLe pLatoon up and then everyone end up getting fucked
7. to cLassify peopLe who you can trust and cant
8. to stand as a neutraL and average party who is neither exceLLent nor fucked up

However you get to hear great words every now and then too. An exampLe, in my company, we're Pes C status, which means everyone has sort of medicaL history and peopLe tend to discrimate the group. Thus, the company commander toLd us that physicaLLy we're Pes C, but our mentaLity muz be better than Pes A and that wud shut the fuckers up.

ALso, as a status Pes C recruit, we have basicaLLy nothing to fight for. Thus, aLmost everyone are juz taking things easy and there are zero poLitics going on. What do I mean by poLitics? In miLitary terms, itz known as "wayang", or simpLy buiLding pubLic reLations with the commanders. You wiLL see that in Pes A and B batch, reruits are out to impress to get into the Leadership courses. UgLy reaLity ..

WeLL, fooLs they are. Do they think that the commanders were not once recruits?

Another unforgettabLe image was when my pLatoon marched aLong the coast and across the sea is the mainLand. The pLatoon commander asked "Do you guys know where that is?"

"Singapore!" .. everyone shouted.

The pLatoon commander smiLed back and said "No .. itz Freedom."

Sure is .. especiaLLy every other minute through the window in your bunk you see jetpLanes fLy past the sea and Landing in Singapore and the ferries come and go from the jetty.

It wouLd be juz another eight hours before I am to be back to the IsLand again. TiL then, ciaoz and take care everyone.