Friday, December 30, 2016

Writing this for the sake of my readers. My 1 or 2 readers.

What has changed in these months? Crazy crazy things. I think the last post was made before I got my posting. Shall we continue on from there?

So after my 1 week stint in Tekong, I was sick and tired of wasting my time. Waking up at 0530 everyday to take a 1.5 hr bus trip and a half an hour boat trip with scumbag sergeants, no. Just no. I came there at 8 and wasted my time till 1630. At least the Ma'am and the privates there were good. I was just reading c++,watching videos, getting my daily dose of banter and dank memes, reading newspapers. Sometimes the guy in charge will ask me to wash his cups of tea and fill in hot water. Well, I don't mind. Actually, does it even matter?

I'm a recruit. We exist to be stepped on.

Hear my cries. My soft cries that are drowned out by regimentation. Can anyone hear me, and if they do, do they even care?

Well certainly, most superiors and that parkway parade cunt don't.

Anyway, after my 1 week I was sent to Kranji camp. This was it, my posting. My rest of the 1.5 years here. No looking back.
I have to accept my fate from now on.

I was sent out in a day.

Spent the previous day with my dad doing a recce on the place. Sent out to another unit in 1 day.  Hey, I met my boy Subbash though. The slacker wearing his number 3 (or 2) with his millions of excuses. He's the one with E9L9 and I'm the one with a fractured arm and is B1. Care for soldiers boys.

Anyway, I met some dudes here which were sent with me to my next destination. Semba.wang Camp. (trying to hide from Google searches)

As I'm typing now I'm in camp doing COS duty.  Just before New Years day. Also on New Years day.  Haha. Thanks Yanda.

And we were sent to the S1 (manpower) branch. After some interviews, we were sent downstairs to QM branch. This is where I am now. Met the QM, 1st lieutenant ranked guy. More interviews. Did nothing else and got stay out so huat ah.

For a week or so, we did nothing but slack. Because we had no stores. Oh yeah,  did I mention that I was sent to be a "supply assistant (general equipment)"? Also known as a storeman.

Thats right. Everyone's dream job. Slack inside store and not go outfield. Chao keng warriors hopes and dreams. Sounds easy right?

Spoiler. It's not.

Unluckily, the week which I came in was just before the Transport anniversary. This is where we did some random dirty jobs that no one wanted to do.

Here comes the important part. Some encik came to ask for manpower to do things. Since the new dudes had nothing to do, we just came out to help him. And then the master sergeant came looking for us but couldn't find us.

The master then said when we came back : "You guys are not cheap labour , you don't follow everyone if they ask you for help"

We then proceeded to arrange 500 chairs in the parade square.

My pay is about $500 a month. I think foreign workers earn more than that.

On the grand day itself, I helped Sam with the sound system. I basically just went back and forth with microphones because they had to shift the whole parade indoors because of wet weather. I didn't mind though. Still chill compared to the other guys bringing up the tentages. F that.

I was assigned a store shortly. Optics store boyssssss. Oh and I started to stay in. F shit F F F F F

The stay in life was quite bad initially. The bugle or whatnot will sound every 6am and 6pm. But that shit was so loud it has woke me up every single time it sounded. My fall in time is 730 or 745. F F F F

My initial bunk was alright.  With my boys JW, N, J, D, R. After that we got split up because saf logic.


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