A THOUSAND CROSSINGS X

Dear Diary...
COC Dec '08
jeudi 4 décembre 2008

I'm not going to bore you all with the entire sequence and detail of the Change of Command Parade i participated in, but I'll just publish short, interesting portions of the entire 2 days.

1. Sunburn. ow.
2. sunburn. ow.
3. sunburn. ow.
4. Clowns.
5. lovely part mates.
6. bye, spec course.
7. parade.
8. aww. don't cry.
9. line of honour.
10. Home.

1.2.3. Sunburn. Sun dam hot for the past few days. Neck hurts. :( We met Snr Sp and Snr Warren dere also haha.

4. Stupid clowns. No, we don't smoke.

5. Gahh, the whole box of magazines drop on floor while i helped someone with his bayonet, and my rifle slid off the metal railing/bum rest, knocking over the magazines. All those clowns could do was "ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh~...." But thank god for my lovely part mates who helped put the mags back into the box. Thanks guys. kudos.

6. Spec course shirt lost. :( One and only one. Gone alr. Clowns. Fools. Jokers. NCC is the pinnacle of inefficiency and the miscommunication within the cadet superiors, place the cadets, at the brunt of their abuse. This is what happened. GOH went up to CLT bunk for their break. A Land CLT said we can do anything we want until we fall in later to get our rifle straps. We were in our half no.1 then. We later received false information (which we didn't know was false then) to change into FULL NO.1 . So we did. When we later went down to collect our rifle straps, we were questioned by our Air CLT, then scolded. Then, we were given 1 minute to get changed into our HALF NO.1 AGAIN. So, i took my Spec Course shirt from my dust cover, placed it on a mattress, unbuttoned my No.1 top (with much difficulty). Then, i realised my Spec course shirt vanished. Almost had nothing to wear. Engulfed in a state of panic. Thanks to my part mates again for calming me down and helping me look for help. :) And thanks to yonghwee for lending me his spare shirt to wear. otherwise i no need go home lo. Bye Spec course shirt. :( i'll miss u... thank you Rasis anyway, for helping me find it too. haha.

FYI, after changed and went down to get our rifle straps, we were told to go up and change into our Full No.1. Whiskey Tango Foxtrot. Charlie Lima Oscar Whiskey November Sierra!

7. Parade. Hot. Scratched a lot before the parade. Damn scared during parade i need to adjust cannot adjust. Make sure my peak cap will not fall off. Oh yes, and the fruit plus sweets. The Encik Low took the sweets that the Clt was passing down away, saying, "parade want to start already lah, eat what sweet." He gave the 2 packets of sweets to the CLT, asking him to keep it. The Clt then walked to everyone of us, placing 1 sweet in our hand, at the same time saying, "Don't eat already ah, don't eat ah." until the Warrant officer walked away. lol. Funny. Dr Arthur Beng's speech dam long.

8. Our ex-commandant, LTC Stuart Khoo Teng Huat cried when he said the last sentence of his speech. :( So sad. He sounded very normal for the whole speech, until that last sentence. Hai. Who wants to leave luh.

9. Line of Honour. After the parade. The entire population of the NCC cadets participating in the parade formed what we called the Line of Honour, which leads from the gate of the NCC campus, to the drive-around outside the main NCC facade. There, we waited...and waited...waved at bicycles...and later waved at the outgoing commandant. Then we applauded for our all new Commando Commandant. Welcome to NCC. haha.

10. Home. Wouldn't have made it home without yonghwee's shirt. yonghwee's dad was also kind to offer us a lift to the MRT station. Thanks uncle. :)

~☻ •¤╬ Þªяτ Ç Ø8 ╬¤• ☻~ in all their awesomeness. :D (i'm slouching!! GAHHHH!)

done..

yongliang.

P.S the macau post is still saved as draft. :S

he closed his diary at {15:11}