It is almost 2 mths since i passed out from BMT and posted out. And finally, my no 3 uniform is here. However, the most retarded thing is that they did not have my shoes ready yet. So i can't wear my new uniform yet. So why the heck, they ask me to collect my uniform last Friday?
Now i have to go to E-mart tmr to purchase my shoes and belt and extra pair of socks. Wat a bummer.
The pple at the QM, where i collected my uniform, must be damn free, so free that they seem to have lost their basic common sense. Case in point, the Malay NSF put my uniform in a white trash bag. A trash bag which is more suited in a rubbish bin. And mind u, i have only 2 sets of uniform to carry back with me. Can u imagine me carrying that big trash bag home, on the bus. I would just imagine dozens of pple staring at me, wondering wat kind of idiot i m, with my smart 4 uniform and my big trash bag. Only after i say i dun need the trash bag, did he replace the bag with a NTUC plastic bag. Jeeze, that was a pretty hilarious situation in retrospect.
Argh! It is hard to survive with the measly allowance that the Army gives us. $350 is definitely not enuf. With no cookhouse, we NSFs has to spend at least 3 dollars a day for our lunch. Furthermore, the transport cost is at least $4 a day. WTF! The Army really are making use of the cheap, slave labour that every male Singaporean has to go through.
545 am wake-up, reach office at 730 plus. read the papers and print out any articles. After which do sai kang for officers or the Mdms. 930 plus go down for break. After break, repeat sai kang cycle. 12pm-2pm, lunch break. 5 plus, scrap classified paper. 530, if no duty, catch bus home. And the next day, the cycle continue.
Oh well, at least i m not in the combat unit, or else i would truly die there.
Nothing to crap about now. ciao
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