The usual me wouldn't give a shit about army. But somehow, all of a sudden, I cared alot! Events happening in camp, unexpectedly, escalated great significance in my thoughts.
Yesterday, I failed SOC once again! Heh! But at least, I cleared the swing trainer!! (Something I couldn't clear for the past 1 year +!) I was contented. I wasn'tthatshag when I was running... No, I was shag - Or rather, my arms were!
I used up 19.862431% of my arm's power on Parallel bars; 79.62314% on Swing Trainer - my upper limbs worned out instantaneously right after. When my palms sweat (ESP during tests), I need a massive amount of arm power to conpensate the loss in gripping strength. And ultimately, after the generous compensation, my arms nua-ed. Needless to say, I waved goodbye to my awesome colleagues at the station where the ropes dangled. BYE BYE GRAND SLAM! :D
PS/ I enjoyed the SOC training! PSPS// It is never fearful when one fails, it is fearsome when one gives up!
I addition to SOC, buddy SNG and Edwin Foo got promoted to Corporal First Class! There are countless things I want to learn from them. (Especially in terms of attitude and character)
I have a serious attitude problem and my character's generally bad. This 2 CFCs here are probbably the toughest-to-piss-off in my circle of friends. No matter what, they handle things calmly with a smile on their face. They never complain or whine about little issues here and there which is totally substantial. I want to change... I want.
Ok Konrad won't be online so soon as he recently moved his house so I'll upload a sneak peek of Genting`2010
AN OPINION IS LIKE AN ASSHOLE,
