Transient

Pain is transient, and so is the rest given in my block leave. Reflected about my BMT and felt that I have already put in my best. Didn't chao kheng or wayang, so I guess that my 2 years stint in the army was decided by the computer a long time ago. One of my best friend who excelled in all his tests during his BMT also didn't get his heart's desire. The grass always seems greener on the other side.

At least I can take comfort in the fact that Terence (and maybe Jon Teh) will end up as my section mates. Hence I shall cease blogging about my army life; his blog will definitely be peppered with anecdotes. Still remembered telling the assessor:

"So do you want to be an officer, sergeant, or man?" A long pause.

"I would rather be either an officer or a man, but never a sergeant."

Used to tell all my friends that after BMT, I will never ever want to see the ferry again; to be posted anywhere in mainland but not in Tekong. Guess that my dream came true, but in an unexpected way. It seems that the words you utter have a powerful effect in your life.

It might/will/shall? be a blessing in disguise; if I was posted to OCS instead, I would harbour a bittersweet feeling. After the temporal exhiliration, I would have been quite worried; the tough training and the minimum requirements required to pass the course (as in physical tests) are way above my fitness now.

Yes, it might sound as an excuse/reason. Maybe it is both. Since a door has been closed, I shall go to another. =). (though I yearn to learn all the academic stuffs taught in command schools, but nonetheless, I too have skills to pick up and excel in.)