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Yijin + girls! '05

Xiz, Ms Wang + guys! '04
* 03S78
* hwachong junior college
* candice
* lifang
* yang
* xiaoxuan
* hilda
* quanyao
* xizhen
* sharon
* huiqi
* meiyin
* yijin
* yifan
* pear
* nwxiang
* weixin
* samuel
* ningqi
* pua
* yilin
* eliza
* wijaya
* ronnie
* weilei
* bong
* ryan shea
* wuwei
* r~linz
* hwachong!
* IVLE :)
* 30th Anniversary!
* HJC Council! :)
* our funky yahoogroups! :)
* winning thinkquest entry - i-Matrix
* blogger
* blogskins
* junior class!
* grandjuniors!
* 06s78
* 07s78
* 08s78
* dearly beloved ms wang!
* 03S77
* 03S75
* 03S71
* 03S7A
* 03A11
* 03A12
* 03S62
* 03S69
* 04S68
* 04S62
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Anecdotes from a certain sunny island
Yay, a short breather so why not write something on the blog. Stories are a little embellished :)
OC: You see your instructors sitting in front? You're going to hate them.... and that's very good. The more you hate them, the more you will learn! (everyone feigns enlightenment) /OC carries on for a good 10mins/ OC [not intending it to be a joke]: Like your buddy, your rifle is your wife. Better not let me catch you not taking care of the weapons you sign out. And... since your rifle is your wife, I suggest you give your rifle a name. (Arrows a person) You, what are you going to call your rifle? PTE: Sir, erm... ah... eh.... Judy sir OC: Rudy?! Are you in the right place?
PS 3: Don't think I can be your friend... I can never be your friend! Get that into your !@(*& brain. My motto is having pleasure under pressure, dont say I didnt warn you.
PC 2: Shake it up! everyone: Hooah! PC 2: You're in echo company now *evil grin*. Anyway, as you know... we have 4 platoons... Echo elite, echo extreme, echo experts and echo.... extras platoon 4: ?!?!?
PC 2: Go on... you all can curse me, I don't mind. I've been in the army for 16 years and I'm still standing....
In a tale with cruel irony written all over it, a private met with the CSM on the way out at the jetty during the block leave after his re-24click. The CSM, drawn to his barber's outstanding work of art as well as the private's untucked CV shirt-tail, decided to have a chat with him. The recruit unfortunately, wasnt too polite to the CSM, unstandably because the CSM was in CV (civilian) attire.Now the twist in fate occurs when the private is posted back to SISPEC under the CSM. The story continues here...
(CSM enters the room and does his fair share of intimidation. Privates and sergeants quiver in their seats. CSM is, in short, a freaking monster) CSM: You... stand up... Yes, you with the 3.1 company haircut. (Private stands up with a perturbed look on his face) CSM: Come down. (Private goes down to the front of the lecture room)
CSM: Were you at the jetty last friday talking to a guy in CV? Private: I don't remember sergeant major... CSM: Really? Do you remember an arsehole coming up to you and chatting with you... and reminding you to tuck in your shirt? Private: No, sergeant major? CSM: Oh.. take a closer look at my face (Looks the private right in the eye) CSM: Do you remember now? Private: Yes, sergeant major. CSM (in a qian bian tone): ooohhh... now you remember. Get this clear. I'm that arsehole..... God has eyes, you're in MY company now. This is your hell now... understand? Private: Yes sergeant major CSM: And if only you understood this would happen, you wouldnt have talked to me in that tone last week would you? Private: I didnt know you sergeant major... CSM: *evil laugh* Of course you didnt, who did you think I was? Private: I thought you were a cook (whole room gasps in horror....) . silence . PS 2: Oh you're a gone****
The private in the story has achieved infamy. He has since gone on to cement his status by offering more ground-breaking insights during the interrogations by his bemused sergeants. All seek his opinions... he is the Plato of Echo.
PC 2: Opinions are like arseholes... .... everyone has one
Good luck everyone! Enjoy your holiday :D
ryaniq lived on 8:47 PM
- 03S78 forever -
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