While I was looking at the advertisement of "Space Battleship Yamato"( Don't ask. I think the live action is cool), I suddenly have a flashback of my NS days. I think it was a reference to the movie Green Hornet, the part where the Green Hornet was having a flashback and figure out who is the real mastermind( I almost thought the Green Hornet was finally getting smarter), and the mastermind said: "You have been thinking and finally figure out who I am. For 5 minutes."
Did I think that long too? Get ready cause you might laugh, cry, hate or enjoy it.
I remember when I received a letter, marked: Ministry Of Defense. I knew its time to go. So when that days comes, I was mentally prepared for the worst. I was jawed drop at how far it was from my house to a place called Sugei Gedong Camp AKA no man's land. Surrendered my pink IC in exchange for a green 11B, and a camp pass. Grab my army "goodies" and jawed drop again when I see my bunk which was on the 3rd floor. Was introduced to everyone AKA ice breaker. PTP begans, suffered, strain, tired.
But lets fast forward to field camp and the 24KM death errr I mean Route March.
Field camp was hell. It was raining non-stop for one whole week. Although it did die done as the days pass. I remember when I was pitching the tent with my fat bunkmate( he who must not be name), when we settle down to sleep, he freak out in pain. I woke up to see a fat headed ant bitting him. Huh, how ironic. He then ask the PC to change location, the PC ask who wants me or the fat guy to share tents, everyone wanted me and not him( He is a douchebag by the way, he treats me badly during BMT and nonbdy likes him). So I slept with my small size friends as there is room. Hahahaha too bad for the others who need to bunk with HIM, he snores like he is calling out to the wild boars. As for the rest of the field camp, it was a breeze and a storm at the same time.
24KM Route March was a final destination to POP from BMT. At first, it was easy but all hell break lose when I starts to falter. Trust me its NOT that easy as walking in a shopping center. But my friends keeps encouraging me, yelling at me to wake up and move on. Too bad for my fat bunkmate, he drop out at the 8KM and was send back to camp, complaining his head is going to burst. I held on; my mind was nearly a blank all the time, as if I have a mind break. Friends holding my hand, friends taking turns carrying my baggage. The first time in my whole army life, I cried a manly cry with sweat from my forehead and tears in my eyes, for the first time I experience true brotherhood. It ended well. and after 1 week we POP.
BMC trade course. Ah- How I missed those good old days. My bunkmates were from the same unit as me, thank god. As well as the first meeting of Daniel, Seong Koon and Wang Seng. We have many so called advantures in Nee Soon Camp. Learning the ropes of medical stuff, hands on medical and of course...................... IV. I did only one guard duty and one duty which involves taking card of the our BMC bunks. There was good times and there was bad times. Even though it was painful to leave after we POP, we still have those memories of us together( NO we not gay you dumbass).
Well that is all for now. Maybe it was a bad idea to remember the BMT days, I think...... So ends my caveman blog with a tired looking face after I done a whole day job. See ya soon.
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