Tomorrow marks the end of my first week at the School of Ammunition, 11 more weeks to go. It's starting to feel like a nice place to be, because it resembles school so much. We have to gather in the morning, go for a few periods of lessons, then we'll have recess, followed by lessons, then lunch, then lessons, den dismiss to go home. The lessons are all done online by the way but I can't reveal too much since it's supposed to be confidential.
The standard daily timetable for me for the next 11 weeks.
0515: Wake up.
0545: Leave the house.
0600: Board the MRT to Dover station.
0645: Take 74 from Dover station to Rifle Range Road.
0715: Take shuttle bus up to School of Ammunition.
0740: Fall in.
0815: Lessons begin.
0950: Break
1015: Lessons resume
1150: Lunch
1255: Roll call and lessons resume.
1700: Fall in for dismissal.
1730. Dismiss.
1900: Reach home.
Sounds like a student's life, minus the hanging out with friends in town and CCA. I guess I'm starting to get used to this life. Besides, we're getting our formation badge which seems like a tool to make us feel belonged. Will probably upload some pictures tomorrow.
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18/5/1988
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NUS Business Administration (Awaiting University Admission)
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new track shoes
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ray-ban aviators
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T A G B O A R D
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1:48 PM - Friday, March 30, 2007
12:57 PM - Tuesday, March 27, 2007
In my first day of work, I've had close to 10 people asking me where I'm posted to and what is my job scope. Well, I'm posted to the school of ammunition in rifle range road, near bukit timah nature reserve. My vocation is ammo tech, or you can call me an ammunition specialist, as we'll eventually become specialistin ammunition handling. It's a 3 month course currently, and a stay out unit which is from 7.30am to 5.30am, 5 days a week. The job scope now includes mugging for tests and attending lessons. it's beasically just like a school, of which the only subject we study is "ammunition". We learn about all the ammunition in the SAF, their characteristics, functions, uses, ways of handling them, etc and some of these weapons look really cool and I guess not many people get a chance to use them. My course commander is a lady, but she smokes. The 2nd in charge is a 2nd sergeant, who's rather nice and stern, but he smokes too. The first day to work, or school rather, was really bad. I woke up at 4.45am to catch the first bus to tampines interchange, to catch an early bus 67 to rifle range road, which took me 75 minutes. It started raining bloody heavily and the stop for the shuttle bus was non sheltered and the route in was approximately half an hour or more, my friends and I thought we were gonna be late because we're stuck there. Luckily, another friend's mum offered us a ride in so we got there on time. The ride back was terrible. I boarded the bus 67 at 5.45pm and I alighted at tampines at 7.15pm. A freaking 1.5 hours on the bus and I was sitting backwards. I'm gonna try to take the train tomorrow!
5:56 AM - Sunday, March 25, 2007
As many have already known, SAF has posted me to SAF ammo command to be an ammo technician. In the first place, I have totally no idea such a place and vocation existed. It is well hidden in rifle range road (what a dumb name) camp 2, somewhere in the bukit timah nature reserve area which is about 1.5 hours from my place. Hence, I can see myself wasting 3 hours a day on transport for a while in the near future. Luckily, I have a couple of platoon mates being posted there as well and it sort of lessen the burden. Hopefully, it is a 8am to 5pm job which I can go home everyday and eventually start on my quest to master the guitar. Come to think about it, the 3 hours in transport everyday can actually be well spent on reading books and improving my content and vocabulary. Right... Alan's a changed man.
2:47 PM - Friday, March 23, 2007
These few days have been relatively enjoyable. Was supposed to go zouk with the class but got cancelled in the end due to poor response. At least I got to have dinner with yuan xiang and weibiao. I'd always liked to meet up with the few of them as we're really close and can talk about anything under the sun. Nothing to hide and only experiences to share. Had dinner at pepper lunch followed by pool. My pool has deteriorated and I actually didn't manage to get first among the 3 of us. The score of of 9 was weibiao winning 4, me 3 and yuan xiang 2, and the 2 losers had to share the cost. Went down to indochine for some drinks and snacks after that. It was my first time there and I had to admit it had quite a comfortable ambience with the bands playing and a pretty waitress. The only downside was the prices of the drinks were a little steep compared to most other places, but they were strong. We ordered a lychee martini, a zombie and something else I forgot and it got our faces red. I guess it was really fun to have a guys night out once in a while, where we don't have to be gentlemen, watch our language and behavior and can just be ourselves. Anyway, i learnt that indochine probably never give change. We paid $70 for a $64 bill and after waiting for the change for 5 minutes, we reluctantly left because we were embarassed to ask if there was change anyway. How noob!
Today was spent mainly in SMU listening to the deans talk about scholarships. I realised that SMU is largely similar to VJC, where the teachers are really happening and close to the students and everyone's really enjoying the process of being in the school. Suddenly, it overtook the place NUS had in my heart, partly also due to the scholarship incident in the last entry. It might probably be where I am 2 years from now anyway. But sometimes I wonder why they try to promote it so hard when the problem is not the lack of people applying, but the lack of scholarships. if they were to give us a scholarship, who would reject? On a side note, I realised girls really do get prettier after leaving school while guys get disfigured due to our hair. It looks really dumb to see hundreds of botaks entering SMU at the same time. It's almost as if everyone botak and wearing a cap alighting at city hall today was going to SMU.
Anyway, I finally got a call from FIRfly for an interview next monday. It has to clash with my first day in the new unit. Oh wells, hope the interview goes well for me!
Oh random photos of people whom I've also been spending time with.
The OG which I crashed! The eventual clique that formed.
Yong Sheng, Jingyuan, Jiahui, Ashvin, Lihua, Amanda and me!
A few months ago I had this as my MSN display pic to motivate me.
I failed...haha
Today was spent mainly in SMU listening to the deans talk about scholarships. I realised that SMU is largely similar to VJC, where the teachers are really happening and close to the students and everyone's really enjoying the process of being in the school. Suddenly, it overtook the place NUS had in my heart, partly also due to the scholarship incident in the last entry. It might probably be where I am 2 years from now anyway. But sometimes I wonder why they try to promote it so hard when the problem is not the lack of people applying, but the lack of scholarships. if they were to give us a scholarship, who would reject? On a side note, I realised girls really do get prettier after leaving school while guys get disfigured due to our hair. It looks really dumb to see hundreds of botaks entering SMU at the same time. It's almost as if everyone botak and wearing a cap alighting at city hall today was going to SMU.
Anyway, I finally got a call from FIRfly for an interview next monday. It has to clash with my first day in the new unit. Oh wells, hope the interview goes well for me!
Oh random photos of people whom I've also been spending time with.
The OG which I crashed! The eventual clique that formed.
Yong Sheng, Jingyuan, Jiahui, Ashvin, Lihua, Amanda and me!
A few months ago I had this as my MSN display pic to motivate me.
I failed...haha
3:29 PM - Wednesday, March 21, 2007
Bloody Hell! I'm fucking pissed with NUS. They actually extended the deadline for the NUS scholarships applications from 15th march to 26th march. A freaking 11 days! And guess what the stupid me did? I, immediately after my passing out, rushed to complete the online application form and got Mrs Mah to rush out appraisals for me so as to meet the 15 March deadline, and now they tell me you got punk'd! The deadline's extended and probably another few hundred applications, probably more well prepared ones, will definely be submitted. Dumbass Alan, you so got punk'd! And steph just told me she got a call from the IE Singapore for the FIREfly scholarship already. So I guess I have to bid farewell to these scholarships. To think I even paid $9 for courier service so that the application to NUS could reach on time.
1:41 PM - Tuesday, March 20, 2007
I don't know why I'm feeling the way I'm feeling, but it's really depressing. These break is supposed to be fun and relaxing, to take me away from army life. Somehow, I'm suffering from withdrawal symptoms. Perhaps not. I think I'm just beginning to experience adult life. A life which revolves around your working partners and colleagues and if you're like me, without any job currently, the boring life revolves around yourself. If you have a close knitted group of friends to go out with everyday, you're saved. If you have a boyfriend or girlfriend, you're saved. For me, someone who has many good friends but no close ones nor a girlfriend, I sink deeper and deeper into lonliness with each passing day. Not that I'm afraid of lonliness, but the fact that I've stepped into it at such a young age worries me. I wonder if anyone else experiences the same feeling as I do. Probably not the majority of people I know, at least not those who treasure the precious salary they could earn in a day more than a simple dinner with friends they haven't seen for some time. I'm thankful I still have a couple of friends to go out with the past few days, but looking at the upcoming week threatens me. From the way I see it, it probably means more time spent with the computer or DVDs.
I guess I kinda miss school life now.
As to that special someone, I think I'd better distant myself from you lest I mess up another person's life.
I guess I kinda miss school life now.
As to that special someone, I think I'd better distant myself from you lest I mess up another person's life.
5:28 PM - Friday, March 16, 2007
It's been approximately 7 weeks since I last updated this blog, much of it owing to the pathetic book out days we have. Among those days, part of those were spent shopping for CNY clothes, another part applying scholarships and universities and the last part for resting. Anyway, updates!
Firstly, A level results.
Alan's Report Card.
Mathematics: A
Biology: A
Chemistry: A
Economics: A
General Paper: B4.
Why must it be a B4 to spoil all the excitement? But I've actually learnt to be contented as I've really never expected to get 4As. I guess the school really matters a lot when it comes to academic results. Being in the top JCs will almost guarantee an improvement in grades and higher chances of getting your 4As. Just look at RJ. Half the school scoring 4As! So if you're in a good JC, study hard. Otherwise, study harder! But actually these results don't mean anything when they come to scholarship applications. Well, actually they do but thinking that there's at least 1000 people out there with results equal to yours totally diminishes any confidence in the applications. Nonetheless, I still applied for the FIREfly scholarship, NUS scholarships and the NTU STB scholarship. Though I totally have no confidence in even obtaining an interview for any of them, I sincerely hope that I'll at least get a shot at one of them.
Next, National Service!
Alan's Report Card
IPPT: Pass
Range: 26/32
IFC: Pass
Completed BMT!
These 7 weeks have been really memorable but somehow a part of me refuses to remember it. I am really affected by the way PES C recruits are treated in BMT. It's like we're the budget terminal while the rest are terminasl 1 and 2. Getting labelled PES C everywhere and even being made fun of by your sergeants is really disgusting. Besides, I guess none of us actually opted to be in PES C, and that our capabilities may actually match or be better than those in PES A. Mohawk had only 1 marksman in the entire company whereas my platoon already had 3 and apparently not many of the PTP batch managed to pass ippt after the 13 weeks of "grueling" training. Conclusion? It's no use comparing PES C and PESA/B. Everyone has a different experience and only by sharing will we understand what others had went through. The only thing worth regretting is that we do not even get to take pictures or even have a parade just because we're PES C. But I'm okay with it, since I wouldn't want to be remembered of my ugly hair anyway.
Firstly, A level results.
Alan's Report Card.
Mathematics: A
Biology: A
Chemistry: A
Economics: A
General Paper: B4.
Why must it be a B4 to spoil all the excitement? But I've actually learnt to be contented as I've really never expected to get 4As. I guess the school really matters a lot when it comes to academic results. Being in the top JCs will almost guarantee an improvement in grades and higher chances of getting your 4As. Just look at RJ. Half the school scoring 4As! So if you're in a good JC, study hard. Otherwise, study harder! But actually these results don't mean anything when they come to scholarship applications. Well, actually they do but thinking that there's at least 1000 people out there with results equal to yours totally diminishes any confidence in the applications. Nonetheless, I still applied for the FIREfly scholarship, NUS scholarships and the NTU STB scholarship. Though I totally have no confidence in even obtaining an interview for any of them, I sincerely hope that I'll at least get a shot at one of them.
Next, National Service!
Alan's Report Card
IPPT: Pass
Range: 26/32
IFC: Pass
Completed BMT!
These 7 weeks have been really memorable but somehow a part of me refuses to remember it. I am really affected by the way PES C recruits are treated in BMT. It's like we're the budget terminal while the rest are terminasl 1 and 2. Getting labelled PES C everywhere and even being made fun of by your sergeants is really disgusting. Besides, I guess none of us actually opted to be in PES C, and that our capabilities may actually match or be better than those in PES A. Mohawk had only 1 marksman in the entire company whereas my platoon already had 3 and apparently not many of the PTP batch managed to pass ippt after the 13 weeks of "grueling" training. Conclusion? It's no use comparing PES C and PESA/B. Everyone has a different experience and only by sharing will we understand what others had went through. The only thing worth regretting is that we do not even get to take pictures or even have a parade just because we're PES C. But I'm okay with it, since I wouldn't want to be remembered of my ugly hair anyway.
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