I'm out of this island for the 5th time! :) This week has been pretty happening :D
1st highlight of this week would be BTP (Basic Trainfire Package) which is our live range...where for most of us is the first shot of a few real rounds in our entire 20 years of being alive. Haha...
To pass our BTP, we'd have to hit 19 out of 32 targets in 3 different positions and in day and night time. To get marksman we'd have to hit at least 26 out of those 32.
On that day itself, I was confident of getting my marksman :D However, just before the shoot, one of my spectacles leg BROKE!!! Best time for such shit to occur eh? Just like that time when I just stepped into the showers to realise that there was a fire drill......
I was so so pissed. But thanks to my bunkmate Sebestian who brought black tape, we managed to tape my spectacle leg back firmly enough.
Next problem, I needed to find back the screw that once held my spectacle leg to the frame......Finding a screw in a firing range? You need a miracle.
My miracle was Sebastian again who found that little screw amidst all the dirt, sand and dust etc. at our waiting area. It was just below me and I was looking everywhere else...LOLS. Thanks a million Sebastian! :) And of course, Thank you God :D for Your grace is sufficient for all my needs :)
So, I went on to get my marksman. I hit 28 out of 32 shots :D I expected better but the night shoot was really bad. Couldn't clearly see my LAD. -.-" haha. Missed 3 there. Day shoot I "missed" one.....because I shot the target of the adjacent lane..... -_-"
But O well, I did get my marksman! Whoo hoo! Seriously, marksman ain't much big a deal cos half my platoon and I think company got marksman...haha..
2nd highlight of this week is my bunk's recent locker scare....HAHA. My bunkmates got creative w/ unlocked lockers. This is how it unfolded...
I was on the phone chatting away before lights out...And on that day, my bunkmates were especially concerned about my whereabouts. 3 of them came out to "REMIND" me about lights out...FINALLY, I stepped back into my bunk and went to take my shirt from my drawer....
When I opened my drawer, Kian Hong jumped out of my locker and I let out a ear-piercing, heart-wrenching, company-waking SCREAMMMMM!! HAHAHAHA!
This got me famous overnight... -.-" HAHAHA! And guess what? The following day they did it again and I got scared to the same degree with the same scream...this time with other sections there ready to witness it.... -______-" HAHAHA.
Now everytime I enter my bunk I'll ask my section to number off....HAHAHA! They say once bitten twice shy. I'm twice bitten thrice scared! HAHA...
So yup, this is what's still stuck in my head for this week...HAHA!
My field camp is next monday!!! The hardest and toughest part of BMT.
I really pray that we'll make it through without making too much enemies. Haha.
To be honest, sometimes I find my bunkmates can't talk nicely. Shouting, impatient rantings, etc...I have NEVER once did that even thought there were so many instances where I could and have every justifiable reason to.
Some of them can't answer a simple question...finding every reason why you didn't listen instead of just answering you. I mean it's not like we don't want to listen. Sometimes we just miss things. And then they may go on to say..."your sometimes is everytime" and they go on to amplify your faults...In the end. So what? It's not like we're not trying to change.
O well, caring and love is not a prerequisite for being a soldier right? That's what makes the distinct difference between my friends and my bunkmates. Care and acceptance.
Not all of 'em are like that. Even for those 'kao-peh-ers' I believe that they're still nice people beneath all their insensitive vociferations. I still smile and talk nicely to everyone. But the truth is, I LOVE ALL, but I RESPECT FEW :)
Months have passed and I think I can be more truthful. I want to make good friends out of all of you. But it takes 2 hands to clap too.
O well, I guess next week will be the ultimate test. :) I'll survive. I hope our relationships do too :D So God, cover me and strengthen me and give me patience :) I don't want to unleash my high dominance and uber-argumentative side. I'm controlling it :) So God let your love flow and overflow through me :)
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