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Saturday, May 26, 2007 . 11:25 PM

Worst Week Ever

Wow I'm glad I'm back home... This week has undoubtedly been the worst week in my entire NS life... Or maybe even my entire life. Haha. Let me relate to you my sad story...

Of all the companies in SISPEC, I had to end up in a company whose OC demands that we all have to run our Standard Obstacle Course (SOC) under 10 minutes instead of the usual 10:30... Or else we have to run again and again and again, until we meet his requirement.

So on tuesday, we had the actual test. Given that my timing (10:19) for the previous week's trial test (which earned me a long weekend) was quite a good one, I was confident going into this test... Confident except for the fact that I was feeling like crap in the morning... I caught the flu virus that was going around. Of all days.

So my timing ended up 10:23... Worse than the trial test, even though we ran a longer distance for the trial test than the actual test. This meant that I had to run the SOC again the next day. Oh well... Suck thumb.

Later that day, we had the Confidence Obstacle Course (COC). One of the obstacles required swinging from a rope to a large rope net kind of thing (like Jack Sparrow) then climbing up and crossing over to the other side of the net, then climbing down the obstacle. Sounds fun right? During the swing i didn't grip the rope hard enough and ended up sliding down... Burning off a lot of the skin on my left hand (my master hand) on the way. Major rope burns... Hurt a lot. Don't try it.

So I went to see the medic, who patched up the burns for me. I was debating whether I should run the SOC the next day or not cos SOC involves one obstacle where you have to climb up a low rope... I decided to chiong it.

The next day I borrowed a nomex glove from one of my friends, hoping that that and the bandages would provide enough protection against the pain when I do the low rope. I ran the SOC and when I reached the low rope, I grasped it and pulled myself up. Ouch. Fell. Tried again. Ouch. Fell. Tried again... OUCH. Fell. With a final last, FOURTH effort, I made 4-5 loops and clambered my way up the rotten rope. Sliding down, I ran the rest of the SOC.

After I finished, I thought I had a real chance of getting below 10 minutes and being free from anymore SOC for this stage... Then my timing came out... 10 minutes. With bleeding hands and a bloody flu... I ran the SOC... and I didn't make it. I really felt like crying at that very moment.

So never mind. Suck thumb. Just that this time I decided to report sick to the Medical Officer for my bleeding wounds and my flu. Got 3 days light duties, 3 days excuse upper limb. I was not going to do SOC in that condition anymore man.

The next day, the first news I got from the outside world was a sms from my sister that Liverpool lost to AC Milan 2-1 in the Champions League final. What a great way to start the day. It got better... Because of my excuse, I was not able to participate in the 6k fast march... And because of that, I was not qualified to get the company nights off... I could not book out because I had ATTN B status... Suck thumb some more.

Then I found out that for the company night, the choristers from my platoon whom I knew (and worked with) from RJC are going to put up a performance. They didn't ask me. You know how insulted I feel? I just know that HE doesn't regard me as a singer... That musically he looks down on me just because he's so good at it. But never mind... It's not the first time I've been slighted. If he wants to go all high-and-mighty... Then so be it. Chao show-off.

That about caps off the worst week of my life. I'm glad I'm graduating from SISPEC soon... Because the people I've been forced to live and work with... All the trainees for the past 2 months... Are like shit.

"You'll Never Walk Alone"... but I always will

Archangel

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