Sunday, May 20, 2007
Live a life without regrets...
Cos regrets suck. Haha. Nothing more to be said.
Anyone wanna ask me out? National Slaves lead sad lives.
Thy Sins be Cleansed.
1:41 AM
Tuesday, May 15, 2007
Honey, I'm Home!
OH YES. GUESS WHO'S BACK!
Well the Brunei trip wasn't half as bad as I had thought, but it was tough nonetheless.
Day 1: Briefing. Learnt more about the course, got to know our instructors. Nothing much. NEXT!
Day 2: The most fun day. Learnt defensive swimming as it was water activities day! Just in case we had problems with the quick flowing currents of Sungei Temburong.. Hehe. Went water rafting after that! Had great fun screaming "FASTER ROW! LANGGA THE FRONT CANOE!" 'cos only 2 groups had the big raft and the rest had to be split into pairs. We use size to our advantage! Managed to make one of the canoes run aground. =D
Day 3-5 : The 3 Hell Days of OBBD. Jungle trekking o_o It was a rainy day after another, as if the sky was about to fall. None of our uniforms were dry throughout the 3 days, causing most to fall sick, including myself. I started to run a fever on the evening of day 4, which lasted all the way to day 6. Points to note: *insert pretty female paramedic here* =x these were the 3 days where I had most interaction (NO sexual references here) with
A. , having helped her to climb up and down steep slopes, cross rivers which where somewhere from knee deep to chest deep for me, a little too deep for her comfort, and thus I had to find paths which were not as deep, not to mention helping her to 'test water' by stepping on rocks and boulders to see which were slippery and which weren't. The toughest of the lot, but my personal fave! Oh, did I mention that she fed me some food when i was having fever? =D
Day 6 : Had to report to the medical centre with the urge of my instructor
El. i was surprised that my temperature was 38.9 deg Celsius! 'Cos of my fever the medic said it was better for me to sit out on the Solo Night. Probably missed out on quite a bit of fun, there. Heard funny stories like this retard who pressed the airhorn meant for emergencies just to "scare the bee away la!" and my Watch Leader who said he was so bored he had no one to talk to, he started talking to the trees! LOL. In the Evening we were issued our OBBD & OBS certs, proving that we had completed the OBBD 7 day Junior Leader Course. It was given out in an interesting way, and I guess a woman's instinct is, rather accurate, to say the least. I think El knew what was going on in my mind.
El : "Now i'm going to hand you your certs, but it will be done differently. I don't want to shake the hands of all 19 of you, my hand will break. I will pass your cert to a friend, and to the same friend I will pass the other person's. Then when I say ready, you go look for your friend with your cert, give him or her a good hug, a pat on the back, anything you want."
And she looked at me knowingly after going around the circle and passed me
A.'s cert. Well I had planned to give her a pat on the head like I always did, but surprisingly she did give me a hug, so I had to reciprocate. =x
In the same evening after supper, I walked back to our lodging to be greeting with a big whiff of Shieldtox when I opened the door. Immediately I had to run outside and empty the contents of my stomach. Yet no damn fool was willing to help despite me having retched and choked outside for 10 full minutes. Only heard some asshole,
S., shouting.
S.: "OI PARAMEDIC. 11 MINUTES RESPONSE TIME RIGHT? SOMEONE DYING OUTSIDE"
And yes, expectedly
A. came to take a look. She advised me to go wash my face n gurgle to clear my air passages, and I really felt better after that. So when I went back...
S.: "Oi Ochura, feeling better ah? Why? Got A. number already issit?"
Fucktard. What, do you think I have to stoop down to such a low extent like yourself, feigning illness to get a girl's contact number? Well guess again.
Day 7: The happiest day of OBBD. WE'RE GOING HOME! And yes we did, I had motion sickness on board the flight though.
Landed in one piece back in sunny Singapore. I miss this place. Check back for another update soon!
-Les.
Thy Sins be Cleansed.
2:57 AM
Sunday, May 06, 2007
Writer's Block.
So... I've been staring at this screen blankly for the past hour thinking of what to blog about. Seems I've lost the ability to write.
Training's been hell since we haven't put on our bunker gear for so long. Not to mention having to do scenario drills.
SGT: "There's a fire on the 8th floor. I give your section 2 minutes to get the water supply working. The dry riser's working, lift down, left passageway blocked. MOVE."
So yes, we were tired as hell running up 8 floors carrying a rolled up hose or two. Lucky bastards in charge of water supply. For the worst part we failed to get the water supply up and running within 2 minutes, so we had to redo the whole damn thing at least 3 times before we got it right.
There's been a virus spreading in camp, everyone seems to be getting fevers on and off. Thankfully I haven't gotten sick since the Bronchitis episode. IT's MY TURN TO LAUGH NOW SICK CHICKENS. *insert evil laughter here.*
Cuz's left SG already. Aww. :(
Brunei awaits me next week. Lord help me. Lol. 1 week of conditions worse than BMT field camp. Have to take anti malaria pills for a whole month. o_o!
Life's been pretty much busy now that we don't have a maid. Here's a list of chores that i've done for the day.
-Wash the cars.
-Sweep/mop the whole of 2nd floor.
-Wash the dishes
-Clean up the backyard (Pending)
-Wash my clothes
-Iron my uniforms (Pending)
Whew. Now most of that's done, I need to go to Beach Road tomorrow to get stuff for next week's trip. I still have no idea what to get. Any ideas, anyone?
Thy Sins be Cleansed.
6:58 AM