fall in at 8am at HTA in FULL UNIFORM = meeting grandma at payalebar at 7 = waking up at 6 = WALAU EHHHHH! :(
anyway, it's POP rehearsal + revolver .38 shooting. uh-huh uh-huh~ no more dry shoots. hahah. i shall stick to contacts & not wear spects. let's see how blur the goggles can be. too bad CI-ship ain't got any marksman badge, for khoryenlin has finally gotten the double-click action right okay! bwhahahaaa. i'll win grandma dis time~
will only be dismissed at around 6 tml :(
ooooh! i heard soonkeng sir/ our coordinator cried while scolding us on campfire night. awww. poor guy. he totally spent like 4months of his life planning dis course for us, in the midst of his exams & all. only to be given names like dalam siku barisan (originated from my squad) & wild boar (which was worse & god knows it's origin), only to be laughed at by his trainees initially behind his back, den blatently before him. all the wanted was to push us to our limit & bring out the best of his trainees. in the end, we picked up both the hard skills & soft skills, yet we lacked the heart skills -respect & conscience. my sympathies are with him. but somehow, though i had my share of laughter at the dalam siku thingy, i didn't exactly have the moral courage to apologise to him, & furthermore, admit to the CIIs bout the knowledge of the dalam siku thingy. so the whole batch kana-ed 1 pumping each, which is a total of 151 pumping for ms serene boo, our camp manager, who in 1 way or another, totally resembled misstay. her body language & the way she scolds. hahah. minus her voice lah :/
