Finally the days come on 11th of January, I am finally going to the N.S. Well, morning, stomach still feels a little uncomfortable. But, early in the morning, eat some breakfast with my parents at Sembawang Hill Centre. Then we go to the medicated shop (Chinese), to get some powder or PoChe Yi. Sometimes, I have to trust Chinese medicine more than Western, as Chinese focus more on long-term benefits while the Western focus a lot on immediate cure without having frequent thought of serious relapse or even side-effects. Anyway, after gobbling down three packets, 1 before I walk in and 2 during my service for the 1st 2 days, I feel so much better that I am completely cured of diarrhoea. Well, Chinese do indeed overmodes Western medicines sometimes.
Anyway, while I am enlisted, I feel really grateful to Aman. (Please don't anyhow think or anyhow thought. Ok ...) Well, at least she is the only friend on that day to send me a good will message while she goes after Wo Bin or even Toro or other superstars lah. Of course not forgetting my other friends like Adam and Pratheepan, who have sent me the night before I walk in even when they are already in barracks. Special mention to other people like Tara and to many other more which I do not have the time, energy and effort to type it all out. Without all your blessings, I will not have survive these 10 days blissfully. (Hey, this is LAME! Like I am giving out awards ...)
Anyway, the 1st day I go in, I am absolutely blurred like Sotong like those F.I(Field Instructor) says. I believe many other more people will be like me. I remember we go in, then we have to stripped as the police officers (or constables) want to check our body whether we have any tatoos.
Haha, of course I don't have and so, proceed on smoothly. Then, after signing some particulars, and keep on rehearsing the police oath of allegence and Singapore National songs, the rest of the time, we are kept waiting. The 1st day is mostly waiting, even we have to waited for around 3 hrs for our hair to be cut botak (Not bald, got leave some hair. We better life now and moreover we are police, Hah) A lot of administration work, and also I am in squad 1/2005, which is supposedly a fit squad. We have squad 1,2,3 as OCT targets, that means we may have a chance to go into officer course and be promoted to Very high ranking junior officers like Station inspector or higher. But chance are rare, only 2 are chosen every years. As the other that formed the bulk of the OCT cadets, will be from rejects from OCS (Army officers) or chosen from army.
But good news, is our superintedent want to challenge the army, as they think that we should be given more chance. This is good, but we will have to make do with it and work out the best. Our courses are also the first to be tried, that means very compact, from 6 mths course scaled down to 3 mth courses. Haha. I really thought that I am in JC, with a very busy schedule and study life. Except this time, we have practices of guns of Tarus 85 revolver and police defensive tactics. And other things.
It is really impossible to go on blabbering the 10 wonderful days I have gone through, but to keep things short, I have made many friends (Of course from my squads). As OCT squad, naturally, we are classified according to JC and Diploma or fit squad (Which hell lot give us stress when FI use it to mock us). So, we naturally can get along with one another and we are guai (Or good) child.
Anyway, got to meet Yong Cheun. Dun knoe lucky or suai. Meet him, same CCA, same school, and now same squad, same bunk and same bed. Haha. This may be what I call fate. Haha.
Anyway, we got some tekang, P.T and many courses. Of course for these 9 days (We are supposed to have confinements for the 1st 10 days together with the Prep course(Those who enter 1 month before us as they fail NAPHA purposely or tactifully or forcefully). But our batch gains as we have Hari Raya to save us. Kudos to Haji!
Our squads are quite organised with some exceptions on clear occasions. Our squad is quite spontaneous also, volunteering responsibility unlike NYJC. We are also cajoled by DSP to be more intitative so that police can challenge army in terms of number of people entering OCT. We actually have aimed to be the best squad and company coy. We also have good F.I, and the kindest F.I that is in charge of us. Our OC squad is also very good. We have love marching also, with many Melayu commands. Haha. I learnt a lot and make many friends, plus, the mess food is still okay, is edible and taste better than the previous batch as claimed by my seniors.
But, what I will want to focus is the ghost stories I have listened, and squad memebers that have said that they see something dirty.
Squad 3 member say that at night, while he is sleeping. Suddenly in the middle of the night he saw one of the figure with long hair walking towards one of his friend's bunk. Another say that while he is sleeping peacefully in the middle of the night, when suddenly he realise that his pillow on his side when his head did not fully touch the entire surface of pillow, is compressed. He dare not turn to look. But he merely fake asleep. But while his head is tilted to the left, his right is definitely compressed. He is damn afraid. Now in my bunk, my friends when they woke up say two baby foot steps on an empty bunk bed (Not all bunk beds are filled up). And immediately we have many conclusions and postulations. Even the prep course ppl also told us stories. That is in the middle of the night, when we look out of the window, sometimes, we will see one grandma and a small young girl waving. Whar we should do is we should wave back, and say that we are asleep and busy, or else ....
Even our room 4 is always locked. The prep courses ppl also tells us that the room 4 is always locked, to our sudden realisation and utter dismay. It is rumoured that this building of our Delta coy has been used for storage of serial killers items before including Adrian Lim, thus this may be the reason for so many sightings.
But, hai~~. Dirty is dirty already. For the next 3 mths, I will have to settle in that bunk. Good thing of me is that I always wear my amulet before I sleep. Even when I get up to toilet alone, I have not encountered (Thanks goodness).
Well, many of my friends sleep together by moving their portable bed onto the floors and sleep together. Our bed is in double deck, thus, many of friends believe in huddling together to seek protection. (Which is the psychology of the people since our ancestors)
Well, and because of a very scary story, al of us have made it a point that whatever we do, we must set a code when waking up buddy to go to toilets in the middle of the nights in pairs.
Story goes like this. There is this guy in the army school 1. (Wonder why school 1 is always so dirty, should know why) One day, his "buddy" wake him up, as they are going to a toilet to pee. Then, sleepily, outside the cubicle, he waited for a long moment. He asked, "Are u ready or not?" The person replied he was ok. Then he waited again for a long long time, he ask again, then he get the same answer. Then, for the third long time, he get the same answer. He could not be patient anymore and decided to look into the cubicle to see what his friend is doing. There are 2 versions to these story.
One version is that he use chin up over the door and look inside. He saw a satanic, or a man cloaked in black. The other say that he look below the door, and did not see any legs. But for both versions, that thing give back the same question. That is ... "Have U guessed my identity now? Do u know who I am now ...."
Well, needless to say that guy feel creepy and run back to the bunk, and to his dismay, found his friend sleeping like a pig just before his bed.
So, this is why we set a code and special signals so as to indicate that you are the real "buddy". Ha. Really very creepy, nearly cannot sleep last night. I will have to stay in that bunk for another 3 months, so hope that everything will be fine. :)
Now, feel extremely tired. Keep typing my entry for this N.S blog. Haha. Going to turn from a boy to a Man, so (without further ado), I will stop yapping, and wish Arigo Para Slempre !!!
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