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Monday, October 31, 2005

field trip.
sounds FUN!
hello boys and gals, u all must be dying for this update for like so long! well here i go!
Im BACK! (duh) from field camp! its one hella experience that i'll never forget. it all started on monday morning at 5am. a 6 click march to our first camp site. had many fun and scary incidents that left me with memories.
falling trees.
our first camp site was a rubber plantation. my first time setting up the basha tent. interesting experience. anyway we pitched our tent right beside the trees. in the afternoon it rained, really heavily. because our campsite is beside the coast, the winds were really strong, and cold. my friend wen dao was just about to enter his basha tent when a tree broke and came crashing down on him! it hit his head and just brought him down on his basha. i remember i stood a few metres away watching as it happened. i too was inches from being hit by a big branch but luckily it dropped right infront of me. anyway i was really shocked when my friend went down. it was like o man i don't know how to explain. my friend stood up a few sec later and ran to the admin tent. luckily he wasn't hurt. soon after many dead fall came crashing down and we evacuated the campsite to the road. and you thought they would get us to set up tent on another site but noo. anyway the rain stopped and we carry on our training. when we slept that night, we slept in fear that it might rain again. our fears materalised. 12am the winds blew really really hard. the chilly winds rocked our tents and me and my buddy was like holding on to the tents for fear of it being blown away. then suddenly we heard pple shouting "dead fall dead fall!" and we were like o shiitt. then our sir asked our row where the trees are mostly dead to fall in. they were afraid that the dead fall might land on our basha. sooo we slept out in the open. it was freezing. anyway we slpt till like 2am then it rained heavily. sooo we had to shift from the open to the medic tent. if only they had the brains to shift us in earlier then we wouldn't have to keep waking up. anyway after we went in we slept practically in water bed. wonderful isnt it ? then we had to wake up at 4+ to break our basha for a 6 click march to our next camp site. thats a total of 3hrs of sleep.
centipede attack!
the most disgusting insect ever. we were digging our subscript and fire trench in a virgin land and these pest started to appear. small to large, these guys just freaks me out. some were really really very very big ! there was one big one that crawled up my friends shirt when we were observing how to put the fopk(fire over head protection kit). we were really freaked out. the sir beside me who saw grab my sleeves really tight (lol). the centipede just crawled up and into my friends shirt and we were like holy shit ! after a few quick moves from my sgt, the centipede was off and dead on the sand. freaky. anyway it was the shaggies day ever. we were like already half dead when we digged finish our trenches and we were about to left the camp site when 10 guys told my sir that they lost stuff. and it was the beginning of hell. after all the usual punishment(situp push up legthrust 45 degree leg lift rifle jumpingjax etc) we were shag out and we thought that was it. well we were wrong, we had to leopard crawl all over the site that we dig to look for it. it was hell and not forgetting the centipedes around. obviously we wouldnt be able to find it that easily. soo we had to dig to search for it. sooo all the tired men from platoon 1 started to dig. allll of us were really shagged out, some just stoned and stood one corner staring at nothing. some just gave up and sat motionlessly on the road. we had to keep digging until we find it or we won't go back to camp. then the Sgt major came. right, so he saw the trenches that we filled up and said "fucked up!" so we had to re-dig the land to cover the subscript and trenches properly. dig dig dig dig. luckily we found 8 of the 10 missing et blade cover. so the 2 will sign extras. so the shag platoon march back. when we were at the camp site we were yet again fucked by the sgt and more push ups etc. shagged. to cut the long story short after all that fucking when we were abt to go to bed i found a really big centipede in my webbing pouch. GROSS! ok managed to get it out and chopped it up real good. horray! shag day gone! wad could a shag recruit on a field camp ask for? so we lights out at 1030. then at 5 we had a turnout. apparently the night didnt recover much of our strength and we had to quickly break out basha and keep every thing into the bag. everyone panicked and grab wad ever they could and stuff it into the bag. hell cos we were late and lost lots of stuff we were once again pumped and pumped. then everything in and out and in and out in the dark. it was crazy. there was loads of fucking here and there etc. o well its over.
battle innoculation course
80m of leopard crawl and back crawl. tired tired tired.
aftertots
this camp just reminded me how much i had taken every thing for granted. even the lights that you have on every night to the fresh food or water. count your blessings.

10/31/2005 04:38:00 pm

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