We had a well rested weekend book out rest. I finally took the courage to tell my buddy what I did during the SIT test in the middle of the night while everyone was a sleep. I peed at the tree beside our tent haha!!
We were laughing about it. Of course his first reaction was, ‘WHAT THE F@#$!’. But it was all so funny. I mean you expect me, the princess wannabe, to walk 10 tents away about 100 metres to the laterin! No way. I was gonna burst anytime and the tree seemed a perfect location at that point of time. And so we moved on from the joke I had to share with him.
We sleep fairly well but before we did we prepared ourselves to go for the urban operations. And of all the boys I was chosen to be the Platoon I/C for the week. Gosh didn’t I just do this I thought. And my commander was like I haven’t seen you lead before. I gave him the look of ” Maybe you need to up your spectacle degree dude!!”. I mean whatever. I took it up.
It was fun the next day. We headed out with the weather telling us it wasn’t going to be an all that sunny day. But we were lucky the weather didn’t really come in till mid through the ops.
Now let me tell you about the amazing journey we had towards the area. As usual we we drove to a silent empty room. An island that is abandon. The only buzzling jolt of the area are mostly from nature itself. We finally pass through the entrance of where we would gather for the breifing.
It was an abandon town, built specially for the usage and to act as a urban area for our training purpose. Of course, it was the first for almost everyone of us. You can just here the curious whispers of the people you. Making small jokes about the names of the shop that were given.
We took off a few minutes after the breifing and after we did our water parade. Our journey include an amazing abandon Palm platation. Probably the last in Singapore. I was just truly amazing. I never have been to or seen one in Singapore. And then we headed to the real training ground. Nothing really special though. Just the same as the first point. Just more run down and lots of graffities.
I mean of course you would go around reading almost all of them. I mean there were lots of goods and bads. But I guess the whole point of graffiti is to ink out memories of a certain moment.
And as the storm slowly weathered in, we had a little celebration again for our OC. The commanders got cakes and we the recruits got Barley drinks as a treat. It was good enough I guess.
The week was fairly short as we got back the lost days for training as Off-in-lieu. We did somehow did a lot of reflection on how the training was thus far and what we where we see ourselves for the remaining time in NS. Well I had my goals but some are just not meant to be.
Book out was becoming less more of what we were looking forward to as we all started to bond, we felt that staying together a bit longer wouldn’t kill. And knowing grenade throwing was coming up on our next book in, anticipation of what was coming keep us not wanting to let each other go.