Friday, February 20, 2004 .

"field camp"

okay. the other boggers would already have talked about how field camp doesnt allow you to bathe for a week (which, by the way is my record length of time for not bathing --- i swear not bathing for that long is disgusting)

anyway. my buddy...unlike JY's buddy is not useless.
my buddy is one solid shit guy...seriously. he's that kinda OCS material shit.
and he contributed to my survival out field. and im grateful.

but i digress...what i really wanted to say is that if anyone were to make it in JCC (jungle confidence course), it would be him. he didnt change his uniform for the whole camp. he didnt change his underwear, he didnt change his socks.
honestly...dont ask me how i couldnt smell anything. but ya...damn.

field rations, like what kelvin has mentioned, suck!
they suck so bad that i ate field rations the first day and survived the rest of the camp on biscuits and little titbits.
im surprised i survived. and i definately lost weight.

2 of my sergeants are not around cos one went on course and the other was transferred.
as a result...my section was left in the hands of my PC (platoon commander).
he's bloody slack.

but anyways...he took us out on exercise...practise battle formation and battle movements.
it's good to be under him cos he's efficient.

but he's quite corny.
during one practise....we had 3 cascualties so the rest of us had to carry them down a hill.
then we lay them on the ground and stood one row in front.
then my PC made us repeat after him.
"I , (rank, name, ic number)"
"am sorry"
"i am fucked up"
"i couldnt save you"
"that's why you died"
"and im sorry i couldnt carry you"
"cos you're too heavy"
"im sorry buddy, i have let you down"

and we repeated after him. man...that was lame!

he ended by making the "dead" buddies say
"it's ok...nevermind...just knock it down 20".
and he made us say that twice on seperate occations.

hmm...if you dont know what im talking about....just ignore that.

ok. like most of the bloggers...i felt this terrible sense of depression during field camp.
on the 6th day (same as JY) i was feeling quite down...pretty much sick of the whole regimentation and crap that army throws at you. and the food was bad.
i missed everything that i previously took for granted.
and i felt like crying. but i didnt. im not trying to say that im stronger because i really was very depressed...somehow it just didnt feel right to cry for sumthing like that.
i dunno. whatever it is...the feeling sucked.

other than that...NS is pretty good so far.

i got some good company in camp.
and i have a feeling that my Charlie Company is "more welfare" than others.
i dunno....cos i hear that JY and Kel are suffering while my life is pretty good.

oh i almost forgot. when you're out field....the nights are pitch dark.
and that's when you can see the stars. it's beautiful...really.
and there are fireflies too. at first i thought they were the glowing tips of our rifles...but it's a cloud of them and they flicker. very very nice sight.

hmmm....so much to write about the army.

one more thing.
i think i may have said this before cos i say it to myself all the time.
"no matter what shit you get...you'll still get to sleep tonight...you'll still get to go home eventually"

it'll make NS more bearable.

and a word of motivation...
"PRIDE means People Rest, I Do Extra"
my PC taught me that.



screaming infidelity at 1:17 AM
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