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I dunno how to start this...

The past week felt like a month...

Sergeants are all madmen, knocking us down for every single reason, and shouting stuff like "I'm your sergeant and i can fuck you if i want to". We were so fucking pissed about that!

The sergeants here are all sheep, when one starts scolding, the rest will join in, so that each will take turns shouting something. There's this particularly fugly looking one that likes to scold, but whenever he shouts, there's a deafening silence because no one knows how to respond to him. Yes, he's that lame.

Oh man, don't make me go on about the sergeant major. He makes no sense whatsoever. There is no structure in his lectures, and he scolds without a topic sentence.. You know he can go on about how singing while running builds up your "qigong", which he translated to "health" and all of a sudden, he claims we're doing all these training shit for Lee Hsien Loong. He'll sooner fail a GP test than attain Silver for IPPT. He insults people that only can do seven pull-ups by saying that they're weak, but he can do no more than seven himself.

I feel so cheated by all this.. I was supposed to be an RP (regimental police) which was claimed to be one of the slackest vocation, but now i am part of the Air Force, in the Field Defence Squadron. And we go through 3 months of SISPEC like training, sans route marches and SOC, but with outfields and trench digging and live firing amongst other shit. Lucky i have good friends and BMT mates with me... And my section IC is a damn funny and witty (he claims to be) guy...

I'm going out liao... Shall blog more tonight, if i have the chance... Tata~!