Hallo ihr alle da draussen...Endlich ist es wieder FREITAG...und dafür bin ich dankbar. Why thankful? Because it's Friday again and the fact that another week has passed without any of us coming to harm. Because we survived EAGLE and lived to tell the tale. Because i'm finally sitting home and dry. So many reasons. Still. Be thankful.
So here's EAGLE.
EX EAGLE: You will deploy your FAMS section around various areas in Singapore, which will include certain scenarios and then you will go for live meteorological sounding at Tuas after midnight.
EAGLE had its beautiful moments and yet all those very very ugly ones too. Deployment was okay except that wherever we went on deployment another unit would be occupying the same ground as us (Guards, 2 PDF, 9 Div Arty, etc etc...) and we deployed in the middle of their area, played according to their rules...drove through one of their minefields and got royally fucked by Kevin...urgh...and chose all the shitty grounds for the boys to deploy in.
Amn't i an asshole? Not really and i hope not. It was difficult enough making a huge circle around Simpang and i was running out of time to meet the convoy (which was bloody late may i add.) And then after deployment we had lunch which was supposedly until 1330 until surprise, surprise, we had to cease-fire everything in 5 mikes, pack our bags and go! Apparently there was this incoming air raid which we had to escape...so run away lor...
There were also ugly parts. Really ugly parts. Remember Amoy Quee? I will in the future. Got fucked for not doing well in deployment and Kevin said i was a disgrace to my friends, a disgrace to the instructors, and a disgrace to my fucking self. It really set me off and i was really tempted to unsheath my bayonet and hurl it at him amid a shower of vulgarity. How i controlled myself is still quite beyond me...Too bad, but if you ever mention that i am a disgrace without any reason and especially if you make fun of my rank and what i've been through, i will really blow up in your face. If you don't believe it you are welcome to try and i guarantee that you won't like it. Really.
Moving on. We finally got to Tuas after midnight...discovering to our disgust that the GPS antenna was down, so we couldn't sound in the end...But we did get to release balloons...And this was the part when it really became like a fairytale. Imagine a hard day of work. You're tired, sweaty, wet, muddy and very very demoralised. Then you go to this open plain, unload a couple of helium tanks and of course some huge balloons...then you blow them up and release them into the clear night sky above you! Sounds like a perfect getaway? It is...
I don't know, but everyone was really happy when we got to play with the giant balloons. The song by Nena, 99 Luftballons, began playing in my head again and again...I don't know. Maybe it was when Forest and i wrote 'Fiona' and 'Jeanette' respectively on the balloon or when we held the balloon waiting for someone to burst it when it got fun. Or maybe it's playing with the helium, letting all our voices go really squeaky and then breathing it til our poor poor lungs hurt. I do believe we'll do it again during BATTLE KING.
Or it was really the little child within us which brought out all our bubbling mirth. I think it's right that all of us deep down still have the little child aspect...One which loves fun but is yet alarmingly afraid of balloons bursting in your face (me! me!) and it was that collective thing which brought us together, shared another magical moment. Pity i didn't take fotos for it but then i'm buying my camera with Kah Yee at the end of the year. With luck, by then i can drill my X-Factor Ace already. Heard its a bloody good ball.
Okay i'll tell you more when i do...bis bald!
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