the end of 1 week ICT
it was a short 1 week stay back in the ATC. overall, is okay. glad to meet some siao gia back in the fucking shit place. the overall schedule was quite relaxing, and as always, doing some meaningless tasks such as Weapon Revision. what the fuck... how many fucking times had i striped the damn m203 already in my life? i can even strip it with my eyes close (literally, i think). and everytime i go back to ICT, i have to spend 1 day juz to sit there and "revise". quite cool.
am glad with an IPPT silver. relaxing run for 2.4km, completing in a timing of 10:56mins. not good, but okay lah given the condition and amounts of fats i have now.and finally, i get some sort of "benefits" for doing decent in IPPT - an early bookout. which i tot, probably isn't that early afterall. but still, itz good to leave the damn place earlier, even if it is juz by mins. (but i think i was out 1-2 hours earlier bah)
the 1 week stay was a good get-together. had much fun talking cock with people who actually possess tons of times more cocks than me. some late nights spent listening to their stories was well damn entertaining lah.
and i guess the biggest highlight of the ICT was the combat shooting. my section actually got marksman!! woohoo!!! and i tot i was a bobo shooter. okay lah, was never really a bobo, but nothing near being a marksman. last time got marksman once during service time, but it was achieved because i got more rounds than intended. but this time, no cheating. am glad i shot pretty decently for both day and night shoot. 37/40.
however, while getting marksman calls for a celebration (cos got $200 award), some shits really do spoilt them. one is robin. he is really a muthafucker bastard. his fucking mouth cannot stop yelling, and that cheebye tongue keeps wagging. as always, trys to shoot platoon 7 for tasks not for them, cos his cock cannot stand in front of his own platoon. of cos, the lack of sleep and stupid planning annoys me. ask us to wake up at 0445, but we spent a big part of our time idling away cos day shoot ends fast. it actually ends around 1400 or latest 1500. so we simply sit there idling till 1900. that 4 hours could have been used to allow us to wake up at 0630?
then it was the cocked up in their systems resulting my section's first shoot void. so gotta go reshoot. i could have gone back to the camp with the first half of the details at 1130. in the end, i reached camp at near 0200 in the morning. again, cos of cheebye robin's cock cannot stand again. itz a long story, but basically he probably got the amount of empty catridges needed wrong. then he still got the cheek to keep shouting. buay tahan.
then when i get back camp, there was some stunning sms that i recieved. haiiz... headache + lack of sleep. then when i finally book out, rushed down for consonance practice. saw the bad turnout => another hit.
anyway, enuff rants. getting a bit sianz.
am glad with an IPPT silver. relaxing run for 2.4km, completing in a timing of 10:56mins. not good, but okay lah given the condition and amounts of fats i have now.and finally, i get some sort of "benefits" for doing decent in IPPT - an early bookout. which i tot, probably isn't that early afterall. but still, itz good to leave the damn place earlier, even if it is juz by mins. (but i think i was out 1-2 hours earlier bah)
the 1 week stay was a good get-together. had much fun talking cock with people who actually possess tons of times more cocks than me. some late nights spent listening to their stories was well damn entertaining lah.
and i guess the biggest highlight of the ICT was the combat shooting. my section actually got marksman!! woohoo!!! and i tot i was a bobo shooter. okay lah, was never really a bobo, but nothing near being a marksman. last time got marksman once during service time, but it was achieved because i got more rounds than intended. but this time, no cheating. am glad i shot pretty decently for both day and night shoot. 37/40.
however, while getting marksman calls for a celebration (cos got $200 award), some shits really do spoilt them. one is robin. he is really a muthafucker bastard. his fucking mouth cannot stop yelling, and that cheebye tongue keeps wagging. as always, trys to shoot platoon 7 for tasks not for them, cos his cock cannot stand in front of his own platoon. of cos, the lack of sleep and stupid planning annoys me. ask us to wake up at 0445, but we spent a big part of our time idling away cos day shoot ends fast. it actually ends around 1400 or latest 1500. so we simply sit there idling till 1900. that 4 hours could have been used to allow us to wake up at 0630?
then it was the cocked up in their systems resulting my section's first shoot void. so gotta go reshoot. i could have gone back to the camp with the first half of the details at 1130. in the end, i reached camp at near 0200 in the morning. again, cos of cheebye robin's cock cannot stand again. itz a long story, but basically he probably got the amount of empty catridges needed wrong. then he still got the cheek to keep shouting. buay tahan.
then when i get back camp, there was some stunning sms that i recieved. haiiz... headache + lack of sleep. then when i finally book out, rushed down for consonance practice. saw the bad turnout => another hit.
anyway, enuff rants. getting a bit sianz.
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