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Idris.
Seventeen. I wish.
Temasek Polytechnic ; Engin Sch. First year.

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Basic.
Farah.
Mangkuk.
Sharifah.


Written: Saturday, July 26, 2008


And so NS life began. First day was a drag. The day went so slow and there wasn't much things to do. Got to know the people in my platoon and how things work there. The first week was a total drag. A lot of talks and lectures about SCDF. I do my usual thing when i'm in a lecture; SLEEP. Haha. Some things never change. I never expected NS to be that slack.

The first book out on Fri afternoon, i went straight home. Then went out to meet Hadi and Yasir and their friends at McD CPF building. Watched Hellboy 2. Nice movie. Went for Mindaktif training the next day till evening, then went to play soccer with the Coral gang at Bukit Purmai. Satisfying soccer. Went to Jamiyah on Sun morn. Then went to CGH with Yanah cos i want to check my blood to see if i could up PES. Then went to Bedok int to buy some stuff for camp and ended up reaching home late. Took a cab. And it was $25 when i reach BRTC. And i couldn't pay cos the cab's nets machine got problem. Luckily a pak cik came to my rescue to help me pay. Haiz. Need to pay him back if i see him again.

The second week of BRT(Basic Rescue Training) was just as slack. Cos we're pes C, we didn't do anything tiring, like running or too many push ups. Bullshit man. The food there is not bad, so a lot of eating and almost no exercise isn't good. This week there was some lessons on rescue methods using different equipments. My platoons alright i guess. Can be said we're qute a bunch of slackers. Haha.

The second book out, went straight home again, changed, then went to school for EEO camp. Slept for 1hr plus only that night. Went for bike revision on Sat noon. Went home from school at night. Jamiyah on Sun as usual, changed engine oil then went over to my close cousin's place at Kembangan. He trimmed my hair for me, and we just did some catching up over Canadian pizza. Yummy. Haha. Was late again for book in. Took the MRT till Red Hill, then dropped there and took a cab. Haiz. Wasting my money.

The third week of BRT was fast. Some lessons, light and perspireless pt and maintanence and the week was over. This week it was declared that we can't do push ups and jumping jancks and any sport that involves running. The upper management really sucks lah. Our morning pt was just walking round the track while others did push ups, sit ups and stuff, and they had to reduce our walk to just one round. Wth. They really treat us like we're gonna injure ourselves and drop dead anytime. As if we're so fragile. Sucks man. So the whole week was almost perspireless. We only perspired because the uniform is thick. That's all. On the Tues i booked out in the morn at 5.30am to head home for 2A TP. Took a cab. It was the cab ride of a life time. The driver treated the expressway like Malaysian highway. He went 140km/hr sia. Haha. And he made one crazy swerve from the right most lane into the left exit from PIE to BKE. Racer seh the driver. And with the midnight charge, it was $35. Haiz. Waste money on cab again. Changed and straight away went to CDC. Met Bear's and Fahmy's friend there. We both passed the TP. Woohoo! Went to school after that. Collected my Diploma and ate at ITAS canteen. Bumped into some friends. Then bought bubble tea before heading back to camp. And i forgot to bring my 11b(NS identification card). Wth. And the bloody provost gave me an attitude. Wth. But i enjoyed the first half of that day. Haha.

And finally. Today. Third book out. Went out to watch The Dark Knight with Dan and Luqman, both my platoon mates. Met Yanah for a while before that, and bumped into Yasir and gang. So here i am now in front of the comp. Tmr i have a workshop under Mindaktif and also have to go CDC to update my license card. Hopefully playing soccer tmr. Been deprived of soccer for too long. Heh.

Till then. 4 more weeks of BRT. Adios.



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