3rd week into PTP, 5 more weeks to go.
Sir Zhan Hong disallowed me to run anymore, despite all my efforts in revoking my status.
Now I have a MRI(I think?) scan awaiting me on the 7th of April 2011, and I hope if everything turns out fine, the higher ups will allow me to do running with the rest again.
3rd week passed normally with nothing much to note about.
Still pretty depressed I am not allowed to do running anymore. There goes my dream of joining the Naval Divers. All I can do now is to train my upper body, and I am putting a lot of effort in the trainings. I need to become fit.
As for company 1/11, things going the same. Unity isn't there. Here, we have a bunch of people doing their best to train their body and mind. A bunch of elitist poly students here who couldn't accept the fact that the slower people needs more time to adjust and encouragement, not flaming, insults nor sarcastic remarks. There are also people who simply refuse to change, and people who constantly seeks to slack off every second. Not forgetting those who were seriously self-centered.
I don't know what to say. If I am the sergeant, everyday the company would be screwed up down left right by me for being so divided. I ain't. I don't have the right to say. I do what I do best, help from the shadows. I don't need recognition, I just want to have a fruitful military life.
I'm about to book in to IMOS soon, hope the 4th week would be smooth sailing again and hopefully this time round, the company would bond together and be as one. As of now, we're still divided by pride and other emotional issues. Can company 1/11 really set aside all their differences to stand as one? We'll see... We'll see...
1 hour left. I better go prepare my stuffs and prepare to leave.
Though adapted to the military regimentation and stuffs, I miss my wings of freedom.
Only 4 months. I can do it. I can train hard.
Good-bye people.
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