muahahahahahaha.... a long weekend...
yes, i disappeared last weekend because of my platoon field camp...
that's the 4th and the last field camp in my service term (hooray!)
an all combat rationed field camp, we had to build shellscrapes and trenches... if you think a shellscrape is tiring, a trench is worse, like 10 times worse... Because I was part of the GPMG team, I had to be involved in the digging of the GPMG trench which is like f***ing hard...
many times, we felt like giving up, but somehow or rather we just kept on going...
damn! the MG is freaking heavy... I had to carry it up a knoll... almost out of breath when i got up there...
Oh... the field camp was unofficially concluded when we were attacked by just less a size of 2 platoons... that's about 5 sections... and we had only about 4 sections strength... So rightfully, we're going to lose, and we're supposed to lose btw... But we didn't... we fought till the last man... haha... it was damn real, but somehow, our enemy just couldn't die until they were forced to be declared dead... and used grenades can be thrown again... haha... as for my MG team, we were retrogating from the lower half of the knoll till the top... fucking shag... and i wasn't supposed to be dead, thanks to this bloody cock who decided to throw a grenade randomly, and turned out that it hit an instructor, so in exchange for his life (because he held the most important appointment), i had to be sacrificed...
Half of the following day was spent on covering up the trench, and my record for covering up a shellscrape is 8mins21secs... haha... the 2nd half of the day was spent on weapon maintenance... =(
The next moring, we were all busy with washing our uniform, stores, etc... but all was good when we were given a night's off... so we all (the whole wing) cluster-fucked at JP... though some went to meet their girlfriends, wished i had one to meet... =|
And i thought the days before book out for long weekend was gonna be in a relaxed mode, NO! We had SOC the next day... and we were only informed like just before?.... then we had route march the next day... the fatigue that resulted is tremendous... so all i need now is rest, rest, rest!
My dad's birthday that day, so gave him a little surprise by having a cake delivered back home... meeting platoon mates later for dinner... gosh, they're like planning for the dinner next bookout already... madness.....
bloody fucker who's causing so much trouble in our lives... damn him, damn that bastard... call himself a catholic... heartless creature, fuck that bloody nut brain lah, nus prof... fucking cockanathan! how can someone like you be so selfish, unsincere, rude, no feeling of guilt at all?
damn it, i hope he changes his mind man... bloody pussy.
by the way, i changed my blog song... it's called "Top of the World". It's by "The Carpenters". however, from the website i get my songs, i'm not able to get by the original artistes, so i got another version, which is not so good, but the flavour is there... enjoy! Oh, thinking of putting up the lyrics too...
