Wednesday, December 20, 2006
9:49 AM

i miss those ncc days.. for those who dont know..ncc stands for..National Cadet Corps... being in the NCC was seriously one of the funnest times that i've had... torturing..but fun. haha... i remember when i first joined it as my ECA when i was 13.. my main aim was....... believe it or not..to lose weight.. haha.. cos NCC is so physically demanding that you can seriously lose weight.. with all the morning physical training, the marching, the camps... oh gosh, they were seriously so amazing... i remember my first camp, the boys stank... and no i'm not being childish saying boys have cooties or what. but seriously, they stank.. i mean you dont have to smell like roses or anything but go take a bath!!! even if it's just 5 minutes.... and the boys would always try and show off..so when the officer in charge told us to have a water parade, which is where we drink as much water as possible... some boys would drink so much that they'll actually puke.. but i guess that's what made it fun... then when we had to camp out in the field.. it was soooo nice and cold even though we were wearing our long 4... and the random ghost stoies that those in charge would tell us in an attempt to scare us so that we wont get up in the middle of the night and try and play a fool.... ah..camps were the best... i think the best camp i had was the specialist camp... it's the one where the officers decide whether you go from a coporal to a third sergeant or to a second sergeant... it was the most tiring camp ever man..we had to get up at 5, get ready and fall in at 545 or 6am... then we'd have to do our morning exercise thing.. and im not saying like a few stretches here and there.. i mean full on exercise..push ups and everything.. that's why i have man shoulders now.. but anyways.. i like my man shoulders... ok back to push ups.... so the ground that we had to do it on was sooooooo rocky, like literally stones poking up... it hurt so bad to do the push ups there and our hands would be so red and tender after doing them that if you touched our palms, we would flinch... and they made us sing while doing the push ups...not easy man... oh dear.... then we'd march off to the cook house to eat our breakfast, lucnh and dinner and before we could eat, we had to do pull ups...and i have seriously no arm strength at all, none whatsoever... so i practically struggled through it much to the dispay of the officers in charge of me.. haha.... i remember when we had to go to the rifle range.. i am THE worst shooter in the whole wide world.. i cannot shoot at all to safe my life.. once i was shooting..well, more like attempting to shoot.... and the targer was right in front of me, i aimed, and i really did... i swear to God i saw the target through the eye piece and i aimed at it...but when i shot, the bullet apparently wasnt having a very good day..so it decided on it's own, to swerve...and yes i am suggesting it had a mind of it's own..because it hit a whole pile of wood hanging in front of the target...and then the whole pile of wood came tumbling down.... and when we had to shoot using laser... i have no idea why... but i would always be yelled at .... and i was so doing everything right..maybe they just like my name..seeing it's so pretty and all.. haha....but yeah seirously, i would be getting ready to shoot and then they'll yell at me for doing something wrong.. and until this day, i have no clue as to what i was yelled at for..... i remember one camp in particular... when i was in sec 4....so basically, those in sec 4 and 5 are the ones in charge of those younger than us....and to my utter amazement, i was placed in charge of the sec 2s...so they're 14 .... and we had this camp in school....and lemme tell you how you show respect to those that are in higher rank than you... so the minute you see someone with a higher rank walking towards you.. you have to greet them..basically you just said..." good morning sergeant/staff/ ma'am.." depending on their rank right..and when someone higher in rank steps into a room for inspection.. like their bunks....someone in the room will have to yell out..." room diam.." and this is where everyone in the room stops what they're doing and freezes there.... then the person who shouted room diam...has to say.." good morning/afternoon/evening sergeant... permission to carry on..." so ok now that i've got you guys up to speeeed.. here's what happened one particular evening during that fateful camp back in 2002... i was going to check on my cadets.. to see whether their room was in order... everything has to be uniform... meaning everything in their room has to be standardised... so if one person places their shoes in front of their bed, everyone will have to follow suit.... so ok.... there i am.... and i step into the room where my cadets are.. they're busy sorting things out...and some even glance in my direction, they see me standing there but i hear no room diam....after 7 minutes of me standing at the entrance....... i finally hear someone yell...

cadet: " ROOM DIAM!"

and i walk in further into the room .. the whole room at a stand still....

cadet: " PERMISSION TO CARRY ON SERGEANT!!"

me: "WHOLE LOT KNOCK IT DOWN!!!!!" (knock it down means to get into push up permission to get ready to do some pushups...)

at this point everyone immediately unfreezes and goes into push up position....and this is where i start yelling.. haha...

me: "SO... EVERYONE TOO BUSY TO NOTICE THAT I HAVE BEEN STANDING THERE FOR MORE THAN 5 MINUTES!? SOME EVEN LOOK AT ME, AND LOOK AWAY. (and this is where you give them the rank thing....) WHAT DO YOU THINK THIS IS ON MY ARM? HOW DO YOU THINK I GOT THIS RANK? YOU GUYS HAD MORE THAN ENOUGH TIME TO STANDARDISE YOUR THINGS, WHAT IS THIS!?!!?!?!?"

at this point i start flinging all their boots that they placed by the sides of their bed, into a pile in the middle..and i do that to their slippers as well cos tthose were the two things that weer super not uniform.... and then i hear some of them whimpering.... so i say...

me: "WHOLE LOT GIVE ME 20....CARRY ON...!"
cadets: " YES SERGEANT!!"
me: " DOWN!"
cadets: "1 SERGEANT!"
me: "LOUDER I CAN'T HEAR YOU! DOWN!!"
cadets: "2 SERGEANT!!"

and so yes it carries on..... and once they reach 20... i tell them to get up..and start yelling at them all over again...

so mean... i was so mean.. i cant imagine myself doing that again... but yet, even though i was so fierce with them..they loved me... cos i was always joking around with them... and please bear in mind, i loved my cadets a lot..... yes i did!!! i even gave one of them a big jar of nutella cos she was sad about something.. and i talked to her just recently.. she told me she still has it...i wouldve eaten it if i were her though... but oh wells... i remember when i was just walking around school with peline...and then my cadet saw me..so she said..." good morning sergeant..." and then peline turned to her and said.."hey.. what about me..?" hahaha..so my cadet said.." good morning sergeant's friend..." hahahaha..so cute....

ah the days of NCC.. i'm sure if emily read my blog..she would so agree right emily? ahh...the days of running around like mad... doing morning duties for assembly....going to school early for National day and for NCC day as well..having the whole school so impressed with our shining, polished black shoes, our badges, our marching and stamping altogether at the same time.. our fitness... i still cant believe, based on my unfitness now, that i was in charge of the physical training... i was the one who led them in their morning exercises..and i was the one who brought them running ....

oh gosh. i cant believe i used to be a runner... i miss running actually.. it was nice to just run and think.... now if you ask me to run.. i'd prob run 100m and be exxhausted..collapse even.... i should try and get back my fitness.. i miss it.. haha.. i do! ok i shall try..... i always manage to do it in singapore..but once im back in perth, i lose my steam... oh wells... we'll see how it goes...
now it's off to my cosy little room , snuggle underneath my blanket and stick my nose into harry potter's life... ah, the enjoyment of escaping this world for awhile... it's beauty no one can take away.... absolutely amazing, do you know what i mean?

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