continued from training camp..
| Gabai, oh gabai... I was once asked, if you were given a chance, will you return. My answer at that time was, hell yeah, I'd return and burn the whole friking place down. But as I think back about the experiences, I guess, yeah, I'd go back there and go through everything again. I can clearly recall the suffering and torture we endured, but... deep down inside, I long for Gabai once again. Here is what happened on the monday during training camp:
Lonely Monday sigh....... by monday morning we were all tired beyond anything we had ever felt, but man! lakendra started the countdown and we realized we barely had two more days to go before we got out of the god-forsaken place! Haha! That's what I call a spirit lifter! Coupled with the fact that we were trailing behind miserably, the Bats members finally got that extra energy. In a burst of skills, we( Andrew and I)finished the platform( with the help of Pooven and Poh) before any of the other members had even woke up!7 am- A few sleepyheads had FINALLY woken up. We lit up a fire using scrap lashing rope, then we cooked some Maggi and Ovaltine. After the satisfying meal, Andrew and I fell asleep on the platform while Pooven went to the dome tent. 8am- The screech blow of a whistle jolted all of us awake. We rushed towards the two ATLs for our morning exercise. We still had an hour before the morning inspection so Pooven and I made the equipment rack when we arrived back at our campsite. Satisfied with our speed, all of us took a well deserved rest(as in slowing down) while cleaning up the campsite. We then visited Lizards' campsite under the pretence of using their side of the river. This was partly true as the water there was FAR cleaner than ours. After a satisfying dip in the river, we travelled back to our campsite, quickly changing for our morning inspection. There was still around 15 minutes after changing so I stole down to clean my golok. The chips were apparent and it was covered with rust, but by the time I'd finished, it looked brand new; albeit one with a slightly blunt tip. The inspection came and went, resulting in us beating Lizards by 5 points. Our spirits dropped a notch. We were still way behind them.12am-- We started preparing for our mini campfire. I planned a solo breakdance but just couldn't get a head start on anything else. The pressure nearly popped my veins. My last real meal was a burger sometime on Saturday. Everything else was shared. Finally, I decided to clean my golok while i brooded. It was broken. After that, my brain kind of short circuited for an hour. TPLs never mope too long though. An hour later, I was back in business with an idea for sketch. Too bad my boyscouts were so incompetent. That's when I blew it completely. We had 3 hours to go, including the time needed to go down, chop wood and bring the logs. My patrol dragged behind as a result of their stupidity. Damn it, I know you're tired, but how the f*ck do you think I'm feeling?! I'm the one who's always up, I'm the one who's working every fu*king second of my time here! You bastards are just sleeping and hanging around! HOW THE F*CK DO YOU THINK THAT MAKES ME FEEL? I was about to cut off their frigging heads and pierce them on a stick. Luckily, Chien Chyi and my form two batch restrained me. Fast forward to tuesday in the next post.... |
posted by Wayne. @ 3:27:00 AM
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