Thats it. 2 weeks more. Only bloody 2 weeks more. I hate this feeling. Same feeling as last year. No more enjoying. Energy saps. People rearing ugly heads. Frustration builds up. Blood boils.

66/06.

Urgh.

Well, I realised that OCS or SAFTI is more like a zoo than a training institute. Everyday without fail, little kiddies on those Singapore Discovery Centre buses sticking their faces on the windows and watch how the army people train, in awe that is. As if they never see humans before. And we are like animals in a capsule.

I can just imagine this scene.

Guide: "Here on the left, we can see the officer cadets doing their PT training."

*Small boy looks out to the window, tucks his teacher's sleeve and asks innocently*

Boy: "Cher, cher, 他们在做什么?"

Teacher: "Orh, 他们在 assume 'knock it down' position lor."

B: "什么是 'knock it down' position?"

T: "就是很像他们不听话, 会被老师罚 lor!, then 被老师罚这种 punishment lor."

Teacher continues.

T: "很像如果你不好好做功课的话, 就会这样 lor."

Boy keeps staring the cadets whom are suffering.

B: "真得会这样的吗?"

Teacher nods head.

Boy wails: "MMMOOOOOOOOMMMMMMMMMMMYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY~~~!!!!!!!!! ~~!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!~!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

LOL! HAHHAHAHAHAHHA!

Damn. I can still laughing inside me even though I am really unsure what is going to happen when new cadets arrive. New officers. New Sergeant-Major. New Wing Commander. New Wing 2IC. New CQ.

Here we go again.

Same old shit again.