Acceptance.
最后只剩下星空;
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requestionn- May 13th, 17:55
Been there, done that.
Acceptance.
- Crossroads
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- requestionn
- May 12th, 17:23
So many things happened within the week, I really don't know where to start.
But everything just kind of got compiled till I got home last night.
Firstly, my NUS letter of acceptance.
Yes, I made it into NUS Law! But I am still disappointed that I wasn't offered the double degree with Public Policy as policy making might be something I want to do in the future.
Nevertheless, I should just cherish what I have right now, and do my best in NUS Law.
And CCA wise, I will automatically be in the NUS Law Club, and I'm hoping to get my way into NUS Dance Blast!
It would be a dream come true for me, finally joining something of interest rather than a full portfolio consideration.
Oh yeaaaaaaaa
Next, my SAFRA membership.
I signed up for a whopping 8 years of membership and that took a huge chunk out of my salary this month but I guess it will be worth it.
The benefits look pretty interesting, and when I am done with my service I will definitely explore the opportunities presented by the card even more.
For now, I am contented with the free Tommy Hilfiger watch as part of the membership, and maybe $7.50 movie tickets at GV.
HCI Awards Day! Happening on the 14th of July this year, it may be like what Bo Shun said, a Saturday burned away, but I believe it will be much more than that.
It will be a nice reason for many of us to gather together once again, and catch up with each other amidst of all the current quick pace of life.
Everyone seems so scattered, and I am glad for this event that could potentially bring us all back together and celebrate our achievements.
I was pretty surprised that I got 3 awards, OSA, Academic Excellence Award and Subject Prize Award; And that reminds me, I have yet to thank Mdm Ching for being such a helpful H1 Chem teacher.. !!
Happier stuff aside, it's time to transition to the sad story.
A dear NSF, 3SG Tan Mou Sheng passed away yesterday after a jeep accident, which resulted in a 5 day freeze of all SAF field training.
The worst thing was, he was a fellow senior of Hwa Chong, and had a bright future ahead of him, and there his life just ended.
Life is so fragile, anyone could be gone at anytime, and that makes the world so much scarier.
I'll be praying for him, and hope he rests in peace.
- 月光
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- requestionn
- May 5th, 0:38
tired
Somehow, at the worst points of my NS life so far, I have always seen a full moon bright in the sky.
The first encounter was Tekong Field Camp, Night 5. The last night of the beginnings of outfield torture, and I was glad to be shone upon by the bright full moon.
The second encounter was 24km Route March, the Finale to BMT. I had a Graduation Parade waiting at the end, as well as someone whom I yearn to see.
The third encounter was today during Night Navigation. We all thought we had to navigate in pitch darkness, but someone the full moon was there again to bring some light into the dense forest.
The full moon holds a lot of significance to me, because it just reminds me of someone when I look up at it and smile.
And this scene captures it so well.
“或许，在平行时空里，我们是在一起的。”
- Twist of Fate
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- requestionn
- May 1st, 16:42
Yes, I now have the opportunity to go to OCS without having to fight for a crossover.
But I have to extend my service by 6 months, to 2 years 4 months.
And just after considering to lower my medical status, this changes everything.
I must now bite my teeth and go through anything that is thrown at me.
The great thing is I have 1 year to consider, the downside however, is that 1 year of shit lies in wait.
Sometimes, I really don't know what I am doing.
All I know is,我要成为一个很厉害的人，
让这个世界有我，会有一点点的不一样。
而我的世界，不就是你的心。
- The Creed
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- requestionn
- April 21st, 22:36
I am a specialist of the Singapore Armed Forces.
With pride I lead, I excel in my field, ensure the
discipline of my men and their mission readiness.
I will overcome adversity with my fighting spirit.
I will defend Singapore with my life.
With pride I lead, SCS I Delta!
Just as I am getting used to life here at SCS, I know I have to get out of here at all costs.
7 more weeks.
- Science & Faith
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- requestionn
- April 16th, 22:26
Will this happen to me again at the exact same place of Pasir Laba Camp?
- Book-In Blues
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- requestionn
- April 16th, 19:23
If I had to type something right now, it would all be about Wicked.
It was wickedly awesome and I pity anyone who hasn't had a chance to watch it.
From start to end, it was just perfect.
The cast recording has been on replay on my iTunes since Saturday and I doubt it will ever stop.
On a darker note, it's time to book in to Pasir Laba Camp tmr.
The previous time I went there, I received an award for Platoon Best Cadet.
But now, I am aiming to get out of there in 8 weeks.
I'll make sure I'll see the last of that place, forever.
- Vanished
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- requestionn
- April 13th, 16:02
frustrated
With a cursory "All the best in your next posting!", the SAF has probably disintegrated my life.
No amount of adjectives can describe the disappointment that I had when I received my posting.
Once again, I am reminded of the fact that I am, and will forever be this second-class citizen with no hope of being up there with the elites.
It hurts me even more when my main career path is now left in ruins, literally blown up in front of my face.
And it doesn't help that the ones that got into OCS are the ones with everything that I want as well.
That aside, all the pent-up frustration and anguish right now is propelling me to go for GCC. May or may not be back alive.
- Civilian Life (not for long)
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- requestionn
- April 12th, 23:21
Since I threw my jockey cap into oblivion on the Float @ Marina Bay on Sunday, I have since resumed some warped form of civilian life.
The rest of Sunday was spent curled up on my bed, as I attempted to regain some sleep time from the night before, having marched through the night.
On Monday, I reported at an unearthly hour to CMPB, only to find out that my name was struck off the C3 Interview list as I did not meet the eyesight requirement. Apparently an email was sent to my company informing me of this, but I never received any form of information. SAF efficiency indeed. Disheartened, I returned back to CMPB in the afternoon for my COMPASS Test. I probably flunked it quite badly, given that my flight simulations were 1,1,1 out of 10 each time. Towards the end of the test my co-ordination and memorization began to fail me as well, and after a grueling 4 hours I was glad that it was finally over.
Tuesday I was pretty much on my own, going to NEX late in the afternoon to have my laptop skinned, and I burned $79 out of the $440 fresh salary that just entered my bank account. But it was money well-spent, the skinning was extremely well-done and should probably last longer than the laptop itself. After that I went straight to Nee Soon Central CC, since Starbucks Northpoint was flooded, and I attempted to mug a bit of law, but failed rather desperately. It was great to see some of the YEC members after a long while, and I got myself updated to the events which were ongoing and had been completed.
Wednesday. Arguably the worst experience of the week, the SMU Law Interview was a horrific event. The test questions were a complete stunner, and with a time constraint of 15 minutes, I couldn't expect much from myself either. Then came the actual interview itself, where I was flanked by an RVHS girl and an AJC guy. For both of them, it was their only shot at reading law, and this only shot meant so much to them that they probably spent weeks preparing for it. As I sat there smoking up my generic answers, I knew I was a goner. It didn't help that I made a pretty bad opening as well. But the night was rather refreshing, a stark contrast to the experience in the morning. Initially I went for ELECO treat at Astons @ The Cathay, but since the night was still young after the dinner ended I decided to fastcraft over to Timbre @ The Arts House to meet up with the rest of 10S69. Everyone was still pretty much the same, and we made an insane backwards walk from The Arts House through The Float @ Marina Bay and back to the F1 Pit Stop. Along the way we stopped in the middle of the Float and started doing the BMTC Roar. It was a rather retarded but brought back certain memories.
So close to the Graduation Parade site!
And there was today. Went to Junction 8 in the morning to catch up with Guo Chen mainly, though Bo Shun and Nick Tang were all in as well. We then suddenly had this spontaneous idea to go back to school and we snailed back via MRT to Hwa Chong. Great to see most of our teachers and our dear Ms Ling Han, who became a scout for us in the staff room. Unfortunately, I had to leave for my Aeromedical screening before I got to talk to Ms Ong or Mr Leong, but I guess I'll see them again during Awards Day.
So, at 1000h tmr, my fate for the next 1 year and 8 months will be decided by the SAF. Anticipation? Maybe.
But for now I am just glad that the pseudo-nightmare has come to an end.
I still have no idea what to expect on Sunday though. Praying for the best.
- Comeback [Special Stage]
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- requestionn
- April 11th, 0:48
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010212.
Some would term it the dreaded day, some would have termed it a day of transition, but whatever it was, it was definitely a milestone in the lives of each and every Singaporean son or daughter enlisting in that single week to be part of the 01/12 BMTC Cohort.
I went in with one simple goal in mind, to make it to OCS, and I will be duly informed if I have succeeded on Friday the 13th.
My first day on Tekong was hit with confusion, as I took the earlier ferry there and got stuck with enlistees from Ulysses Company for almost half the day.
But eventually, we were brought to Kestrel coy line. Having only heard about the reputation of Ninja coy, I had no idea what was in store when I saw "K Company" on the piece of paper that informed me of my company.
After I figured out I was probably headed for 9 weeks of hell, I told myself, alright let's do this.
The first two weeks being stuck on the island with no book outs were probably the most grueling times I had to endure on the island. But of course, I was somewhat saved with the introduction of the iPad2, as our company was the only one on Tekong entitled to have the device which was supposed to be utilized for training, but as time went by we realized that it was only to be used for checking Facebook for a mere 5 minutes just before lights out.
As the first book out came, anticipation filled the air. It was really the first time seeing decent civilian life after a total of 16 days being confined on the island. My first book out had the usual volunteering at Kebun Baru CC, and it was really great to see my PBC mates again. That night, I also caught up with Bo Shun, Eng Way, Nick Tang and Ying Xuan by the river as we chatted over dinner at Timbre. But book outs were short as ever, and before anyone knew, it was Sunday evening.
The first book in was done with mixed feelings. There was a mixture of sianness and accomplishment, sian because the taste of civilian life was over and accomplished since two weeks were already over, we got our pay and that now we are only faced with a 5D4N stay-in per week.
The next few weeks were kind of blurred into one, apart from the As Results Day. Honestly, the thought of how well or badly I did for my As did not cross my mind till the point I was standing in front of Ms Ong waiting to collect my results. My mind was just so fixated on the upcoming field camp that was to start the next day, to the point where my As results really didn't matter anymore, but rather the question was HOW to survive field camp. So, field camp came and slowly went by, and with the end of it, the worst part of BMT was arguably over. Life in Kestrel after field camp was definitely a far cry from what we had before field camp, and honestly the discipline kind of started to drop since then.
I remember how in field camp, on the first night the moon was a waxing gibbous, but on the last night of it, it was a nice full moon. I told Yue Qi to look at the moon every night and hope that we'll be connected somehow through that. But much thanks to her daily notes, I always had something to look forward to every night of field camp, and that really kept me going.
As BMT got arguably slacker after clearing all the high-key events like BTP and HG Live throw, the university applications and scholarship applications began to hit hard, as well as career options. Rejected by PSC, I was rather down for the entire week. From then, I realized, results are just alphabets in your life. They get you nowhere. So what if people do not have results like yours? They are happier, much more fulfilled. At least their feelings are reciprocated, they have someone nice to talk to at the end of the day. As for me, no, grades that people would kill for? So what. Yue Qi still isn't going to talk to me.
After the defeats of Games Day and Drills Com, the blow came even harder. Why work so hard? And even now, why am I working so hard to get her back? Sometimes, it does get depressing, it does get frustrating. But at the end of the day, I harbor hope. I harbor the prospect of us finally being together again. That's what keeps me going everyday. No matter how much shit gets thrown at me.
So for that final 24km route march, even with a rather bad fever the day before, I threw everything out. To get to that floating platform. To make sure she sees me march in. To make sure she sees me toss my jockey cap in the air. But most importantly, to see her after it all ends. Only that put a real smile on my face. And I am glad I eventually made it, and through the night there was even a brilliant full moon in the sky. I looked at it and smile, hoping she was doing the same.
But now I face another stupid uphill task, but I'm going to have to take it head on. I won't give up.
