Hey all...it's Sunday and it's about time for me to get ready to return to camp...in admin attire again wif my silly sandals. It's simply brainless to lug my boots from Tekong all the way home and back...which effectively means you don't have room to put all the barang-barang you bought for field camp...but what the hell NS is NS...i can't go back in Smart 4 anyway because my jockey cap is hanging on a hook in my bunk hahaha...so too bad! Yeah anyway, i booked in on thurs night...to an empty bunk...Delta 1's resident strength reduced from 50 to 3...haha impressive right? Not really la the rest all went for their trail shoots...leaving poor lonesome us sitting in our bunks slacking...SIB (Slack in Bunk) is a good thing la...when can you lie in your bunk doing nothing but slack, sleep, make fone calls and do all that whatnot...good! Yea anyway the boys weren't back until around 12, when we were all sleeping already...but eh at least we did their mosquito nets for them...see how nice we are...how lucky Bunk 3 really is....=x
Friday was Schiesserei, which really is German for (a lot of) shooting...basically we got up at 0520, drew our M16 rifles and headed down to range for some bang-bang fun...yea went for zero-ing, then day shoot, then night shoot...I guess this is the difference from IMT...the cordite smell from the ejection port...the recoil of the rifle butt against your shoulder...the satisfaction of seeing the target drop...the hot barrel...it's quite a pity that i'm strong only at squatting and foxhole...i can't prone well...and a LOT of combat takes place at prone...sigh...unless u want me to squat everywhere and shoot, i don't mind la hahaha...anyway. Shot 11/16 for the day shoot...not bad...but only 8/16 for the night...damn unfair! everyone had their chance at night on thurs...it was my first night shoot...but seeing all the tracers streaking downrange...wah...Star Warz....should think about making a video about it. hahaha...anyway yea i can tell all of ya out there that live range is...boring!...i spent...16 hours there but only actually shot for...45 minutes at most...you gotta wait for the remaining 199 people to finish shooting too dears...sigh...yea anyhows...passed with an overall 19/32...so we got back, cleaned our wives (which is time-consuming, tedious and boring) and then sent arms...Lights out at 0000.
Saturday i got to book out at 0630...compassionate leave for my gramma...the rest of the boys booked out around 1500 i think...yea anyhows. Took (the wrong) bus to Tampines, changed to 67 and sat there all the way home...Thank Goodness for my radio...by the time i got off, it was 0900 sharp...to think i hopped on the bus at 0745...but then again, long bus rides are your time to see the island from east to west...to pass through the old districts to the new posh housing...to see people get on and get off...i contemplated going back to nj but heck i didn't in the end...it's wrong in the first place. Yea anyway caught the first glimpse of my ingrown toenail...apparently it's recovering, the wound's dried up....still looks like crap and the nail hasn't grown out...peng...oh also went to buy waterproof plasters and tape and all that whatnot for field camp. Turns out i won't miss it after all because according to the quack, it should be recovering well by friday. Good! Field camp promises to be interesting, in any case...
Then went down to the wake...St. Valentine's Day is supposed to be un jour de l'amour, a day of love...but i spent it at a wake...perhaps that's where people show their final respect and love for the deceased...and come to think of it, i'm still single (and wondering why...) geez...why do dumb thoughts keep getting into me? Anyway, i sat there folding paper into ingots, attending the prayers until about 2300...when i went home and watched the Royal Rumble haha...but still...senseless...i find wrestling totally stupid these days. wtf...Today we all got up early and hustled down at 0800 back to the funeral parlour...said some final prayers and then we brought the coffin down for cremation...apparently my grandma had a good life. The remnants of cremation are large and chunky...although how the priest came to that conclusion remains out of my grasp...perhaps that she left in peace?
I am rather appalled at my apparent apathy throughout the entire process...i didn't cry or what...just carried out everything with an air of indifference...maybe it's that i know that she's gone to a better place...perhaps i know deep deep down that my conscious mind doesn't know...i know that i should be mourning but i feel...strangely neuter...i really don't know. But i guess it's taken its worth on me too...right now i am physically and emotionally drained...totally unable to do anything now...but walk and talk cock i guess...sigh...life isn't always perfect i guess...all i hope now is to recover physically in time for field camp...perhaps get back in action slightly before...i'm aching for a workout, can u believe that? haha...until then...
Oh...welcome home, jie...it's about time...wir sehen uns ja...
posted by quatscherei @ 18:20
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