Hallo ihr alle da draussen...So...my first FIREBALL has come to pass...two more to go! Yeah...after that...ORD loh. Puts everything into perspective, doesn't it? Not really. I still have loads of overseas to go for...But anyway, not to digress....
So yesterday up to this afternoon, i conducted EX FIREBALL for the trade course, with mel, JJ, kwok, and a huge gang of sergeants (and not to mention jun kiat...the outstanding one) and in the beginning, i...no...WE were none too impressed with their deployments...making stupid mistakes, committing safety breaches...yes...you should all get my drift by now. Come nightfall at Simpang, the boss man came by...which raised already-high blood pressure another notch...goodness...sigh.
I thought that i could slowly ease the iron grip we had on them by nightfall, considering that they were already quite familiar with the equipment...but i guess i was wrong...
Simpang.
2200 hours.
Action Front.
After 14 bloody minutes they still hadn't gotten the system fired up yet...plus a huge battery of mistakes to go with...so, i called them to ceasefire. My one and only cease-fire in the middle of deployment...but i guess by then we were all fired up enough to do something evil enough.
'Gentlemen, can anyone explain what just happened? Because i myself cannot explain what just happened! 14 minutes and you haven't fucking powered up! Plus a huge list of mistakes! Never mind. Rifle over head.'
The specs proceeded to reel off a long list of mistakes individually...for which those guilty as charged had to do some PT while the rest watched...take note: all after a cease-fire, without rest, no helmets off, no water...but i guess we were just so pissed that after so long, they still couldn't sort themselves out. A second deployment resulted in the same treatment, mainly because the section expected the phantom trailer spec to power up for them. Bollocks! Sigh. Poor gabriel (not Survivor) i guess he was quite traumatised by how me and kim were fucking him upside-down...well, it's because we actually do want you in the TA family, darling. Don't take it to heart.
I guess a raping like the abovementioned would do only 2 things; make the team, or break them totally. Luckily for us, it worked. They pulled together and learned to function even more effectively as a section. Today, at SADA hill, despite the CO (gasp!) coming down, they all managed to perform well, getting their deployment down pat - doing it once and good. We were suitably impressed - i was particularly struck by their fight and spirit. People who fell out wanted to join in. That was impressive. And that's what TA is about. In a sense, we're much luckier than fats during his EAGLE.
So FIREBALL ended on a positive note. On the other hand, my personal life today has been looking a bit fucked-up...it all started with mel who said that CO rejected his pictures outright and so he needed me to bring in a thumb drive with photos for him...so today i had to go home. Mom wasn't free, but then, neither was poppa...so it went from here to there...finally mom said she'd pick me...but because i was sleeping i didn't catch all the details. Unfortunately, it was a very annoyed person who picked me up, sped all the way home while nagging non-stop. Well...if it's too troublesome for you you can just say so! I can go home myself, thank you very much. Jeez. It all started with that CO. Maggots! Sigh.
Nag! Nag! Nag! Aye. I don't like that. The worst part was when she said i slept at times like way later than the time i really went to sleep...that was what pissed me off. I guess i did that in the past, sleeping way too late, but i don't now. Please don't doubt my responsibility for what i have to do. I will deem what's right and do it. Don't NAG me with fake details!
Have you watched the telly lately? Why is the NKF always telling us to call and donate, call and donate? And the calls are getting more and more exorbitant. Maggots. That's why yours truly never called. NKF began with only one show and now there are three shows. If it's one thing they should do, it's to stop milking the population. At first we gave it because it was right. Now we give it because we see the stars sweating their guts out performing precarious stunts on stage. And some of us give only because we want to avoid a bad conscience. Goodness. I wonder if there's some ulterior motive to all this charity hoo-ha.
Der neue Papst Benedict XVI stammt aus Deutschland. Er heisst eigentlich Kardinal Joseph Ratzinger. Seine Wahl jedoch ist nicht zum Jubiläum geführt, sondern zur Enttäuschung in viele Städten und Orten, wo man danach gebetet hat, dass der neue Papst aus der dritten Welt stammen würde, denn wenn es so wäre, würde er vielleicht die vielfältige Probleme der 3. Welt verstehen, ausser immer nur so konservativ zu bleiben, besonders wenn es sich um Probleme wie Contraceptiven, u.s.w. handelt. Also ist das zum nichts gekommen und was ist noch zu sagen? Man muss immer damit rechnen, dass das, wonach man sich gewunscht hat, nicht erfüllt wird...das Leben geht also nun weiter.
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