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    December 23

    Wake Me Up Inside

    So a year has passed, and Christmas is just around the corner. How fast this year has gone by! Although i would like nothing more than to while away my Christmas holidays playing DotA and mindlessly surfing the net (whilst trying to scheme new and brilliant ideas so that i might one day take over the world), i was encouraged by a friend (you know who you are) to take some time to pause and reflect on this year that has come and gone so quickly for me. Although i could easily just look back at my previous blog entries and post it up here, i've decided to just write what i remember, what has stood out the most for me this year and how i've grown up due to past experience.
     
     
    • Exactly one year ago, in December, i took my P's. To which i failed with a score of 70something. Man, did i feel horrible! I thought i was ready, but apparently i wasn't. But something tingled at the back of my mind... A reassurance from God, i believed. If not, i wouldn't have jumped on the opportunity to retake my P's the very next day! And i passed with a score of 90something! Praise the Lord. Because of this, i'd learnt to trust in Him and not to be shaken by things that do not go according to how i want them to go. Even if only for a little while ;)
    • I drove (that's right!) to Josh's house for the farewell party he has so graciously held for me before i was to leave for singapore. It was then that i realised how much all my friends in melbourne, whether from church or from school, mean to me. They have been great and encouraging friends who are always there for me to talk to and hang out with. Some have even been with me ever since i first came to melbourne! Even though i took a lot of you for granted, i realised then that you all mean a lot to me and have helped to shape me into who i am. Thank you for putting up with my weird antics guys, you've taught me a lot of things. More than you can imagine!
    • After flying over to singapore, i got a job as a clerk for 2 months from January to early March. I must say that it was an eye opener into adult life. HOW BORING! Even though the pay was good, if work consists of having a 9-6 desk job doing monotonous information typing and useless production of files, then i will voluntarily wrestle the Hulk just to escape from it! I pray that i would do something more worthwhile and entertaining than this! Seriously, money is important, but not everything in life.
    • March 9th, 2006. The start of my army life in BMTC, i was to be a recruit for 3 months in Taurus company. It was a totally new and different environment for me. Transforming civilians into soldiers, i had to endure a lot of crap in order to become one. Why? coz i was a chao recruit! One of the lowest life forms in BMT. I still remember those days where i was very enthusiastic about army and how i wanted so badly to go to OCS and be an officer like my dad. i had maintained a positive attitude about life in the army and enjoyed the company of my friends. (we still keep in touch) A few days after my BMT phase was over, i found out that my posting was in OCS! Praise the Lord! I'd expected some of my friends in my platoon to come with me was well, but i found out to my surprise that i was the only one!
    (will continue writing later, g2g for a christmas party now)
     
    • ok, where were we? oh yeah! June 19th, 2006. Got posted to OCS. I must admit that during this time, i'd lost my fire/enthusiasm along the way. My attitude was like "just do the minimum low and commission". Sadly, this was my thinking during my stay in OCS. I guess it's because i'm already "up there", so why bother putting in more effort? But i knew that this was not the correct thinking mentality, and that i have to buck up sooner or later. But it didn't help that i didn't have a lot of good role models in OCS to encourage me to do better. That was something that i've learnt during my stay there, it's not wise to depend on another person to solely help you and keep your fire going, only God can do that.
    • Some date in September... i got posted to Khatib camp to be trained as an artillery officer. It was prayers being answered. I hated infantry life and wanted desperately to escape the grim prospect of having to go through a lot of crap. Plus, infantry are the first to die :P Anyway, i love artillery life. It's not as tiring physically as infantry, but it's tiring mentally, doing calculations and so on. But yeah, i find more enjoyment in artillery than infantry. And i've made a lot of good friends there, which helped me a lot to keep on going with army life without brooding on how army life sucks.

     

    Well, i'm sure there are many more things i've forgotten/too lazy to write about, but at least i can say that it has been a fruitful year. From a civilian to a soldier, a boy to a man, i realise that i've changed and grown up a lot to be a more mature and independant person. Gone were the days where i was childish and- oh! a cute koala!!~ *runs after it*

    (ps. next weekend, i'll be having my rifle marksmanship test, so i won't be booking out until sunday morning. So don't expect a blog post on saturday. Anyway, wish me all the best!)

    December 16

    It Ends Tonight

    Again, another uneventful week... is that a good thing or a bad thing? How i long for something fun to happen besides looking forward to having Nights Out (where we can get out of camp for a few hours) and book out.
     
    One thing to note was that i was selected along with some of my friends to run the up-coming cross country run. Why? Because i got "gold" for my IPPT and now they see it fit to put me in this group. *sigh* have i told you that i have an injured knee and that i hate running?
    Ah well, too late to back out of it now. I should enjoy it instead of crying over it.
     
    I'm meeting up with a couple of my friends in infantry and i've found out a few cool things that they've been going through. Like how they are now using lasers (like the laser challenge) to fight with each other. Shucks! I so wanted to take part in it! There are 2 sensors in the front and 1 at the back which would detect whether you got shot. And you wear a earphone that will beep to notify you of your status, like "beep" means you're injured, "beep beep beep" means you're critically wounded and "beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep" means you're dead.
     
    A few funny stories i've heard:
     
    1) My old platoon (Bravo 3) massacred Bravo 2, they tried to attack bravo 3 by charging up the slope, but since b3 had the higher ground, they only had 1 or 2 casualties while bravo 2 was wiped out. They did this 3 times with the same result.
     
    2) Bravo 3 was assaulted a fortified position, when they managed to break in, one of my friends flanked the machine gun trench from behind and killed the mg gunners. But he was spotted and found himself pinned inside the mg trench as the enemy around him tried to kill him. "Use the machine gun!" One of my friends nearby shouted to him. "Ok!" He replied and picked up the machine gun. "Wait! I don't know how to use it!" (coz he'd missed the lesson when they'd taught us how to use it) "Just cock and shoot!" My friend shouted. So my friend cocked the machine gun and fired back at the enemy shooting at him. He took out 10 guys before he himself was killed.
     
    3) My previous buddy in Bravo 3 "loaded" his laser grenade launcher and fired it at the enemy. "Beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep!" the earphone of his two friends beside him sounded.
    December 09

    Call Me When You're Sober

    This week has been quite a slack week, actually. We found out to our surprise that there are no more lessons after dinner, as nice as it might seem, i find that i had practically nothing to do! Anyway, since there's nothing much to talk about my army life atm, (besides the fact that in 3 months time, i'll commission! w00T!) i'll talk about other things...
     
    let's see... boaz came over and is now staying here, it feels strange, having to share the computer with him... normally i'm like "all this is mine!  muahahaha" now i have to acknowledge the fact that someone else needs to use it besides me. lol, i guess i've been by myself for quite a while now (almost 1 year now...). Ah well, i'll let him use it. I know what it's like to have no friends to hang out with, i've been there. And i know what it's like to be bored to death with nothing to do. Funny how the eldest child seems to be the first to take the crushing blow of reality and life and then pass on his understanding and wisdom to his siblings...
     
    Maybe it's just me, but i find that people, especially my relatives, still treat me like a kid. Call it love or over-protectiveness if you want, but even though i'm 19, i can't help but feel a bit frustrated. So much so that i made up an excuse, grabbed my stuff and left the house. I guess maybe it's because i don't act my age, but then, what is the proper way to behave when you're 19? Half-teenager, half-adult, where do you draw the line?
    December 02

    Boom 'e others

    There's a place in North Point
    Home of Artillery
    Up wear the blue beret
    Bombarding with pride
    Howitzer upon our chest
    Show that we are the best
    Boom 'e others,
    Boom 'e others,
    Boom 'e others,
    Boom! Boom! Boom!
     
    4 days and 3 nights.... that's how long it took for me to earn the right to wear my blue beret. Known as Exercise Safari, i had to deploy, camoflage, mimick the firing and cease-fire the gun over and over and over until i almost went crazy. Good thing my next few appointments were Survey and Command Post, which made the exercise more interesting for me. On the last day, we were presented with our own berets. We were in parade form and our syndicate mentors were to come over and put on the berets for us. It was a happy occasion, but i reckon the mood was too "happy"...
     
    Here's what happened: one mentor was too short and thus could not put on the beret on one of the cadet's head properly. The end result was that he just flopped it on the cadet's head, making it look like he was a french pastry chef. Everyone who saw him struggled to control themselves, but couldn't. And so, everyone who saw the cadet was laughing and giggling like crazy. however, we were still in a parade and had to be serious. So? As you can guess, we were punished by our Course Commander, Major Joyce (yes, she's a woman...) I haven't seen the need to mention her in this blog until now. Lately, she's been "disturbing" us for quite some time now... but i'm ok! Honestly! Really!*squeezes stress ball constantly*
     
    Anyways, i finally found out on friday that i am to specialise into the Field Artillery side! yay! Praise God! Now i'm one step closer to being a GPO! After 10 weeks of being in Common Phase, i'll now moving on to the 6 weeks of Specialised Phased, after which is the Intergrated Phase, which i will talk about later when the time comes.
     
    Take care and hope you guys are doing ok.
    God Bless!