route marches, river crossings, standard obstacle courses. and what have you.
bad week, tough week, blisters & rope burns
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this week i pay tribute to the awesome friends i have around. most of the time we don't appreciate until something good does happen. i'm always thinking that i'm so alone, me against the world.
but without my friends, i am nothing. and the world would seem like a much bigger place too.
i hate change, i hate losing my friends. maybe i'm just not receptive towards new things, new events and ties forming and severing. ah, what a load of irrelevant bullshite. bullshit is when you cross breed a bulldog & a shit tzu.
this week, the likes of george, marilyn, lynette, gwendolyn, pearlyn, lappie, chenhuat, azri, kc, trevor, genevieve, jayina, shandy, yongyeow and hakim made me feel really appreciative of the company I have around. thank you people. big shoutout, hugs & kisses ah.
hahaha, so gh3y.
i also felt like compiling a list of skills that NSFs are well versed in:
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THE NSF:
- The effective NSF can fall sleep anywhere, anytime & at will. Don't question why, we don't know either.
- NSFs crave bookouts and nights-out like no nothing ever. You probably already know that.
- We usually wear the same set of uniform for the whole week. Unless it’s really dirty, like covered in mud or stinks real bad. To us, air-drying is the new washing. Same goes for the socks/singlets/t-shirts.
- Deodorant or Febreeze are essentials. Now if you don’t see your guy at least getting deodorant, you know what to do. Dump him or get him one; he’ll greatly appreciate at the latter, while you might at the former.
- We rarely procrastinate in the camp. In fact we always try to do whatever we can first, and then rest later.
- Downpes & ChaoKengs. Essentials of the soldiering mind.
- IPPT & SOC are headaches. Big time. Just like mother-in-laws and whiny girlfriends.
- The NSF experiences serious time-lag. We don't have a social life. To us, 5 mins outside is too little time to do almost anything. Inside camp, 5 mins we can do a hell lot of stuffs. You won’t believe what we can achieve.
- We think about you all the time. Yes, girlfriends, friends’ girlfriends, your girl-friends, your girl-friends’ friends. All of them.
- We are almost always unfriendly towards one another but we don’t quarrel. We just love making digs at each other without feeling offended. Once we pass the gates of the camp, some will slowly turn back to their sensitive selves (the guy that you love), while others have a harder time (the guy you hardly understand now).
- We reply every HAR with HAR HAR, HAR LAN PA and YAH with YAH YAH, PAPAYA. It was drilled into us.
- Guard Duty on a weekend is HELL. Don't complain, girlfriends. We are hardly having fun in there either
- A Sir is a Sir, A Sergeant is a Sergeant. A Sir is not a Sergeant, A Sergeant is not a Sir. Get it wrong in BMT and get a boot up your ass.
- Stupid army songs that make no sense and go on and on about food, girlfriends, warfare, chaokeng, patriotism and other random army shite. No, we don't get what we are singing half the time either.
- We aren’t really that garang either. We are well aware that since there’s no way we can not do it, we just do it with vigor so it can help us get it over and done with.
- It is acting class in the army. Golden Horse Awards come into place when you can see so many talented actors around. You’ll be amazed how they chao keng, cover their asses and cheat their ways out of sticky situations.
- Extras, SOL & DB. Stuff that would scare the crap out of every NSF.
- Army food is crap. Don't even get started or believe what they tell you about how 'army food is so much better compared to last time"
- We are tidy & untidy at the same time. "STAND BY UNIVERSE" is a phrase feared by everyone. We know what is required of us when it comes down to area cleaning.
- ORD LOH. so near, yet so far for all of us long suffering guys.
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