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Wednesday, October 20, 2010
Mission: Spotting hot guys
Status: Highly Successful
Yay! I'm really happy today cause my mission was a total success. I managed to spot not one, not two, but A LOT of hot and cute guys in OCS. HAHAHA. My group's tour guides already met the criteria once we arrived and along the way, more were spotted. :D
And if you're wondering if I spot any familiar faces, yep I did. But I don't know if they still recognised me or not. And I think everyone has changed; everyone became prettier after ROD-ing. Haha.
I didn't find the tour really interesting though. Yea, we got to see the combat, shot the SAR-21, look at people throw smoke bombs and lightning sticks, slapped camouflaged paint on each other faces and saw how the army takes down the enemy; but I wasn't really that interested though. Maybe it's because I've seen a lot of these stuff before so I wasn't exactly squealing like the rest of classmates at how the rifle would jerk at recoil, how the gunpowder stank etc.
If asked whether I want to join the army; my answer, "a definite no". I'm saying good bye to all these stuff for good and lead my gu-niang life. :)
My friends were laughing when they pictured me in the army. Hey, they haven't seen me during camps only. I may be small, but I'm firm kays?
And I found out that camouflaged paint is edible. Coolios~
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Riding the bus towards the camp;
Going past the same familiar road again.
Flooded with memories of the cheers we sang;
And the anxiety each of us had.
I glanced at my surroundings;
To realise that you're not here with me.
Choked back with unspeakable emotions;
It was this nostalgic feeling.
Combat moves were swift and fast;
Just like how good times came to past.
A quick move is all you need;
To sweep your partner off her feet.
The familiar firing sounds filled the air,
The familiar gunpowder smell in your nose,
The familiar recoil at your shoulder's hollow;
The unforgettable victorious memories in your mind.
There was"the rush" and "leopard crawl",
NCOs voices ringing, "3 seconds and prone!"
For it takes 4 seconds for the best sniper to aim and shoot,
Oh, IFC with us was just one big joke.
But who can understand? Who can comprehend?
Who has experienced this joy that I had?
This is a story written by all of us.
And this is our story buried deep in our hearts.
Dearest Delta 09', you're greatly and dearly missed. I love you! :)
Status: Highly Successful
Yay! I'm really happy today cause my mission was a total success. I managed to spot not one, not two, but A LOT of hot and cute guys in OCS. HAHAHA. My group's tour guides already met the criteria once we arrived and along the way, more were spotted. :D
And if you're wondering if I spot any familiar faces, yep I did. But I don't know if they still recognised me or not. And I think everyone has changed; everyone became prettier after ROD-ing. Haha.
I didn't find the tour really interesting though. Yea, we got to see the combat, shot the SAR-21, look at people throw smoke bombs and lightning sticks, slapped camouflaged paint on each other faces and saw how the army takes down the enemy; but I wasn't really that interested though. Maybe it's because I've seen a lot of these stuff before so I wasn't exactly squealing like the rest of classmates at how the rifle would jerk at recoil, how the gunpowder stank etc.
If asked whether I want to join the army; my answer, "a definite no". I'm saying good bye to all these stuff for good and lead my gu-niang life. :)
My friends were laughing when they pictured me in the army. Hey, they haven't seen me during camps only. I may be small, but I'm firm kays?
And I found out that camouflaged paint is edible. Coolios~
__________________________________________________________
Riding the bus towards the camp;
Going past the same familiar road again.
Flooded with memories of the cheers we sang;
And the anxiety each of us had.
I glanced at my surroundings;
To realise that you're not here with me.
Choked back with unspeakable emotions;
It was this nostalgic feeling.
Combat moves were swift and fast;
Just like how good times came to past.
A quick move is all you need;
To sweep your partner off her feet.
The familiar firing sounds filled the air,
The familiar gunpowder smell in your nose,
The familiar recoil at your shoulder's hollow;
The unforgettable victorious memories in your mind.
There was"the rush" and "leopard crawl",
NCOs voices ringing, "3 seconds and prone!"
For it takes 4 seconds for the best sniper to aim and shoot,
Oh, IFC with us was just one big joke.
But who can understand? Who can comprehend?
Who has experienced this joy that I had?
This is a story written by all of us.
And this is our story buried deep in our hearts.
Dearest Delta 09', you're greatly and dearly missed. I love you! :)
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