NS Life Is Unexpectingly Easy
i'm surprised. ns isn't as tough as i expected. infact, my sec sch scouts(Gan Eng Seng Dragon Scouts) was far worst than whatever i'm experiencing now, hahahaha. maybe the only complaint is the PT training, but only because i've not exercized in a very long time, so it's expected too.
food is good. infact too good. put enough rice for yourself, and there won't be enough rice to eat the sidedishes with, put enough rice for the sidedishes and it'll be too much hahaha.
oh and i sprained the same ankle twice in less than a week. sucks.
first was right after morning PT, as all of us were running back to company line. oh i'm in Charlie Company, Platoon 7. so as we were all running back to our own company line, someone crossed my path and made me trip on his trailing leg, and i fell, literaly, head over heels, rolling and spraining my left ankle. that was last last friday. and just this past tuesday, again, this time during another PT lesson as well. the ankle's swelling went down by sunday book-in, so i thought it was fine. but as i was jogging on the field, the uneven ground finally did it in for my anke again. this time it was far worst. it was so painful i was tearing and grabbing the grass beneath me, gritting my teeth. a sarge and a recruit came. it was so painful i didn't recognize who the fuck the recruit was, but one thing i remembered was, the fucker thought it was leg cramp. so he was pulling and left foot and grabbing onto the ankle. i've never felt so much pain at a single point of my body before. i think i was screaming and hurling vulgarities at the recruit, who figured out what happened a while after i started screaming. idiot.
well swelling's down, but it's still painful if i try to flex my ankle too much. i doubt i can run. IPPT should be this coming week. sigh. i dunno if i should go see the MO again or not. gah.
oh and my superiors are starting to be aware of my... abilities and potential. not like i want them to be known, but my coporal is forcing me to be the platoon ic next week. at this rate, i'll definately be thrown into ERS(the firefighter sarge course thingy) by the time i get out of PTP. as much as how i talked about wanting to get into ERS way before i got into ns, after hearing much about firefighter training, i started to get afraid i may not be able to cope mentally with the training, and am also afraid of responsibilities and afraid that in a real situation, that i might put men under me in danger.. but i guess i have no choice.. looks like whether i like it or not, my fate and destiny has been set in front of me.. so i'm back to my 'bring it on' attitude. whatever happens, i will still aspire to be the strongest, or go out in a blaze of glory if i fail..
wish me luck folks
[tagged by Grave]
List three random facts about yourself that your friends might not know. And then tag five other friends to do it.
1. used to look really nerdy and geeky in sec sch and below
2. apparently i know quite a number of my superiors in NS, lol
3. i still don't know what to get for rachel for our 1st yr anniversary.. gah
tag 5 others: Sherman, Theepan, Clinton, Nickseth, Manda
food is good. infact too good. put enough rice for yourself, and there won't be enough rice to eat the sidedishes with, put enough rice for the sidedishes and it'll be too much hahaha.
oh and i sprained the same ankle twice in less than a week. sucks.
first was right after morning PT, as all of us were running back to company line. oh i'm in Charlie Company, Platoon 7. so as we were all running back to our own company line, someone crossed my path and made me trip on his trailing leg, and i fell, literaly, head over heels, rolling and spraining my left ankle. that was last last friday. and just this past tuesday, again, this time during another PT lesson as well. the ankle's swelling went down by sunday book-in, so i thought it was fine. but as i was jogging on the field, the uneven ground finally did it in for my anke again. this time it was far worst. it was so painful i was tearing and grabbing the grass beneath me, gritting my teeth. a sarge and a recruit came. it was so painful i didn't recognize who the fuck the recruit was, but one thing i remembered was, the fucker thought it was leg cramp. so he was pulling and left foot and grabbing onto the ankle. i've never felt so much pain at a single point of my body before. i think i was screaming and hurling vulgarities at the recruit, who figured out what happened a while after i started screaming. idiot.
well swelling's down, but it's still painful if i try to flex my ankle too much. i doubt i can run. IPPT should be this coming week. sigh. i dunno if i should go see the MO again or not. gah.
oh and my superiors are starting to be aware of my... abilities and potential. not like i want them to be known, but my coporal is forcing me to be the platoon ic next week. at this rate, i'll definately be thrown into ERS(the firefighter sarge course thingy) by the time i get out of PTP. as much as how i talked about wanting to get into ERS way before i got into ns, after hearing much about firefighter training, i started to get afraid i may not be able to cope mentally with the training, and am also afraid of responsibilities and afraid that in a real situation, that i might put men under me in danger.. but i guess i have no choice.. looks like whether i like it or not, my fate and destiny has been set in front of me.. so i'm back to my 'bring it on' attitude. whatever happens, i will still aspire to be the strongest, or go out in a blaze of glory if i fail..
wish me luck folks
[tagged by Grave]
List three random facts about yourself that your friends might not know. And then tag five other friends to do it.
1. used to look really nerdy and geeky in sec sch and below
2. apparently i know quite a number of my superiors in NS, lol
3. i still don't know what to get for rachel for our 1st yr anniversary.. gah
tag 5 others: Sherman, Theepan, Clinton, Nickseth, Manda
posted by Fux0r3d at 10/02/2005 12:55:00 pm
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