the plane was C130
13th to 22nd sept
we set off to what some thought useless
some thought easy day
and pointless
touch down.. bus… boat taxi.. then bus again..
finally we see some familiar uniform over in Brunei
its a SAF camp..
training starts after we settled our stuff in the long big bunk..
3 straight days of absorbing..
its really a challenge to be able to rise to the occasion
so we went for the navigation..
and then the survival
i’ll make it my way.
.mud
.stress
.despair
.lonely
.helpless
.tiring
.hungry
.dizzy
.painful
.disgusting
.clueless
.uncertainty
.troublesome
.bloody
.sinful
.dirty
.sick
.cold
.wet
.dry
.sweat
.fear
.tension
the list goes on..
during the 4d3n survival phase..
i have learn a couple of things..
survival is no joke or game..
it make you feel like nothing.. and hopeless.. no moltivation to do a single thing
out in the jungle alone.. its a way to force you to think of the one you really loved..
for me.. i think i really clear of my love already..
craving utensils on the frame.. makes me wonder of things i never thought of..
its really a good one time only experience..
after the 4d3n.. i really give my respect to those with JCC badge..
i cant really tell a story here..
but all i have remembered.. it all will flash back to me whenever i see the scar on my left index finger..
the scar that let my blood flow so fast that made a little fountain as i push a handyplaster on it..
we may have 100% pass..
but well.. i know i am still off the standard that near a pass from them..
lucky… im one of the men in blue.. not green..
but these knowledge and experience will definitely go with me for life..
I survived to tell a story C:
we happen to be under an ex-diver
also under the treatment of our trainee time PC..
haha.. had really a good time listening to those inhumane times of his
well.. at least we know we are not that tough anymore..
so complain no more la..
and oh.. we no need a ladder to climb the bed know!.. haha
that was some way to climb a bed
and at a distance from the home of the divers.. we hooyahed again for our hh-certified ex diver jungle master
beside skills and experience..
i realise i can start to see people’s good side easier than before..
i dont know how did i managed to do it.. but.. some how i realise that..
just somehow.. theres a good or nice side of each individual..
just only.. one man .. i have yet to see the bright side of him..
he is my batch f-er
after those 4d3n..
our PC Chew.. brought us to the canteen and treat us a drink..
he made a toast..
cant remember those words ..
but well.. i know it certainly force a tear or 2 out from me..
and i thought of the time back in the Airforce Career Centre interview..
”i will like to experience hellweek” C:
i see how the hell we manage to be in the military and harwire so much..
hahahahahhahhahaaha
i will regret so much if i didnt have a blue shirt on during my JOT..
and will jealous so much when i see the bond within them..
just a classic moment.
infront of the A-frame .. those few buggers..
broke the baka woods..
next moment there was a reaction…
men no in blue.. was like shit!..
but men in blue.. break out into laughter
how did we do it?..
maybe it is the yellow colour on the blue shirt ba
Hooyah to Brunei and JOT C:
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