NS Thoughts
I had predicted that I would enjoy, or at least not hate NS that much. But I was wrong. National Service is a chore/liability, rather than a duty/responsibility in my opinion.
It doesn't help when your direct supreriors do not motivate you to work harder. They only hurl vulgarities at you.
Speaking of which, it is really ironic to learn that one of the seven Singapore Armed Forces core values is "Professionalism" but these commanders did not seem to apply this value in their actions. If I were to be paid only 10 cents each time any of the commanders said "chee-bye", "fuck", "fucking _____" or "fucking chee bye" (that is considered a bonus, pay me 30 cents), I would probably become a multi-millionaire now. I don't see how excessive and liberal use of profanity is a display of the commanders' professionalism.
Another irony is that the most important SAF core value is "Care For Soldiers". Yet, when one of my section mates genuinely felt sick and requested to fall out of the platoon, he was denied of the request. It wasn't only after 5 minutes did another (more compassionate and understanding) sergeant showed some concern for him and allowed him to fall out.
Food served there only has quantity but no quality. Don't believe what those press release or what those officers claimed during TV interviews. They themselves probably haven't tasted the food WE eat, so they probably have no clue to our misery.
Morale of the story: Army is screwed up. Do not believe what they claim. They claim that soldiers' welfare is taken care of, but apart from an abundant supply of food they force-feed to us and frequent water parades in which we are required to finish up half the contents of an army water bottle, I don't see much effort to take care of our welfare. Genuinely sick recruits are not allowed to fall out, so this is the definition of solders' welfare.
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That night, I cried when I called my mother. I finally understand how Survivor contestants can cry uncontrollably whenever they see their loved ones. When you are out there in a harsh, foreign environment, you really miss your comfort zone where you took your loved ones for granted.
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Anyways, I bet most of you are curious as to how I look. Well, here's a recap of how I look with my nicely-styled hair.

This is how I look without any hair...

That's all for now. Till I booked out again for Christmas. That is if I don't get confined. I think I have a high risk of being confiend since I am the Toilet I/C and it is so difficult to keep the toilet clean...
It doesn't help when your direct supreriors do not motivate you to work harder. They only hurl vulgarities at you.
Speaking of which, it is really ironic to learn that one of the seven Singapore Armed Forces core values is "Professionalism" but these commanders did not seem to apply this value in their actions. If I were to be paid only 10 cents each time any of the commanders said "chee-bye", "fuck", "fucking _____" or "fucking chee bye" (that is considered a bonus, pay me 30 cents), I would probably become a multi-millionaire now. I don't see how excessive and liberal use of profanity is a display of the commanders' professionalism.
Another irony is that the most important SAF core value is "Care For Soldiers". Yet, when one of my section mates genuinely felt sick and requested to fall out of the platoon, he was denied of the request. It wasn't only after 5 minutes did another (more compassionate and understanding) sergeant showed some concern for him and allowed him to fall out.
Food served there only has quantity but no quality. Don't believe what those press release or what those officers claimed during TV interviews. They themselves probably haven't tasted the food WE eat, so they probably have no clue to our misery.
Morale of the story: Army is screwed up. Do not believe what they claim. They claim that soldiers' welfare is taken care of, but apart from an abundant supply of food they force-feed to us and frequent water parades in which we are required to finish up half the contents of an army water bottle, I don't see much effort to take care of our welfare. Genuinely sick recruits are not allowed to fall out, so this is the definition of solders' welfare.
***
That night, I cried when I called my mother. I finally understand how Survivor contestants can cry uncontrollably whenever they see their loved ones. When you are out there in a harsh, foreign environment, you really miss your comfort zone where you took your loved ones for granted.
***
Anyways, I bet most of you are curious as to how I look. Well, here's a recap of how I look with my nicely-styled hair.

This is how I look without any hair...

That's all for now. Till I booked out again for Christmas. That is if I don't get confined. I think I have a high risk of being confiend since I am the Toilet I/C and it is so difficult to keep the toilet clean...
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