bad bad day
I got really pissed today. I've never been so angry nor felt so wronged for a long time. You see, we had our close combat training (CCT) grading this afternoon, and the grader - some middle-aged has-been who came up with the entire syllabus of all the moves -- decided to fail me on the first four techniques which happened to be the easiest and most basic of all. Not only was I not told on the spot that I did something wrong, which was what happened for some of the rest, but I was only informed after I executed all the moves and after the pugil-stick sparring, a unbelievably tiring 2-minute slugfest involving vigorous jousting and kicks which I swear shaved a few years off my lifespan. If I indeed failed the first portion, why allow me to go on to the second??? And why was I not given a chance to redo my techniques on the spot???
The worst thing is that I felt I executed all the moves well. Really well, in fact. I was shouting louder than I usually do and doing the throws faster and harder. As I watched the others before me go, I thought to myself this was going to be easy since those who were messing up their moves a little seemed to go unnoticed. I definitely performed better than those. I'm totally convinced they got the wrong guy and I'm the unlucky one that's got to suffer for this mix-up. Which is totally unfair.
So I kicked up a fuss and threw a slight tantrum, but to no avail of course. I bet my encik and S3 were shocked since they'd never seen me so flustered before. Encik being the nice guy that he is tried to console me and said something about the system and how it was no use going against it.
So now I've got to redo the entire test in the School of Physical Training located at, get this, Pasir Laba Camp on Tuesday.
I thought I could end off my NSF stint on a slightly happy note, or at least uneventfully. It's such a shame that this unpleasant incident had to happen on what was supposed to be my last day in camp. Inevitably, I was reminded of all the other bad unpleasant incidents that happened to me, not least of which my near-death experience in ECP.
It's official. I truly hate everything about the army.
posted by weister @ 10:57 PM
*big hug*
The army is absurd.
Yes, that's the army all right.
I remember you arguing with me and Joshua from BMT one night about how you needed to have a good attitude about NS. Ha ha.
Hmm, I have absolutely no recollection of that argument. Anyway, if I ever argue that again, do me a favor and kick me in the shin.
So you've experienced incredible shit, welcome to the club =) -Pat pat- you've got my sympathies(sp?) But hey ,just 1 more day right? and you get to smack the crap outta some CCI on tuesday(and skip the RSM parade!). Perfect isn't it?
dear god what's this about a near death experience??
hey chill dude. it happens, it happens. at least you don't have a dork like my superior over you everyday.
Yeah... What near death thing? Do tell...
[hi again, estee! =)]
Wow, the near-death experience is quite a story. Here are the key events:
- 24km route march in ECP in Oct 2003
- Suffered a heat stroke and collapsed at the 20km mark
- Became delusional and started thinking people around me were trying to kill me
- Somehow got coaxed into entering a car en route to Changi Hospital
- Got suspicious, so escaped from the car while it was still moving on the expressway
- While falling down onto the expressway, I bang my elbow on the car door and get hurt bad (left a permanent scar)
- Superiors try to hold me down while I struggle for dear life, thinking they are pinning me down so that a passing car can run over my head
- I start spouting profanities at them, and, in a last ditch effort at fighting back, bite one superior in the forearm viciously
- This convinces my superiors that I'm possessed, so they attempt to exorcise me, first using Hokkien
- After they realize I'm Christian, they proceed to repeat the command "in the name of Jesus, I command you to leave his body!"
- I pass out
- Wake up in Changi Hospital where I remained for two weeks
- Was informed I was running a fever of 41 deg during the ordeal
Unbelievable, huh?
Wow. Some story that is... U never told me that b4.
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