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FINALLY!!!




Not finally start school arh..haiz..sian.


But finally got some outside activity to do.
IMT. Yeah, had one yesterday and one today.



Monday: 16/10/06


Woke up earlier than usual. I was late. It felt abnormal. As far as I can remember, I've never been late for NCC activities. Ok, I take back my words. Hahaz..anyway, I did whatever I could to reach Commonwealth at the stipulated time. When I reached school, I was relieved to see that Chin Tau and Wei Hao were already there to organize Part A. We tried to get a classroom but to no vail as there was oral exams going on. Pretty bad. I must say the Part A is very tough to handle. Maybe they need to have a tougher way (its not like their training is even tough) of handling. Anyway, we were spotted by a few teachers and they seemed so intimidated by our presence. I was wondering, "What the hell? We are not even doing anything yet." And no, we were not going to do anything loud. Hahahaha...But its good to know that CSS's teachers are very concern over their students. They're great. So in the end, we ended up in the Annex Room. The Part A really need to have their heads booted right into the grooves of the parade square. Even in a very comfortable position, they still like to talk loudly and behave like some hay-wired donkeys. Maybe sitting on chairs were a problem to them(since they're donkeys). Next time, I shall have them to be on all fours (just the way a donkey would like it) while I/ my specialists conduct any lesson. Let the blood rush to their brains so that thier brains have more oxygen to play around with.



After a very unsatisfyingly done briefing, they were assembled. After everything was settled, they were being loaded up onto the bus and finally, we could set for IMT. There was a little confusion as to where the IMT was to be held. But as a CLT who knows well of the cock ups that occurs in the organization, I managed to direct the bus to the designated place. It was good that I had attended National Camp. Because of it, I am familiar with the surroundings. =)



Upon entering the gate, I was "warmly welcomed" by 2 cadet Specs from my ''beloved'' school. How nice. Anyway, I responded to them as how any other CLT would (I suppose).



What got me flared up was what happened inside the chamer. The CSS cadets were such a pain in the ass. I can't recall clearly what mistakes they made but I was certain that they did something wrong which I had touched on earlier in the morning. I shan't elaborate on this. What I know is that they were'nt paying attention during the lesson and the results showed it. That's all there is to it.



The next thing that I saw which ''amazes'' me was this: Cadets cocking the M-16 after firing each round. What the ____? I think they are too much into history already. For goodness sake the M-16 rifle is not a WW2 kind of rifle! It dose'nt need to be loaded round by round! Even when I was a cadet last time, I don't remember anyone doing such stuff. Bless them all.



And yeah. What does the word safe tell you? Nevermind let me give you a definition of it.


safe (adj.) : Secure from harm, danger, or evil


If your weapon is at safe mode, do you think your rifle can shoot? Which part of S-A-F-E do you not understand? This must be the joke of the day. Haiz..cadets nowadays.



On the whole, I think that's about it. Then me, Clement, sgt Iskandar and lt Rizal board our bus going back to NCC HQ. Lo and Behold! The bus can't start! So we got down and push the bus all the way back. No la, just kidding. Push the bus to jump start la! Wakaka... CLT...any job also can.



Went into West Office. Relak jack for a while. And then we were informed about the discipline of CLTs. Rules are to be enforced and so on. No more camera phones and stuff. So now, whenever I go to HQ, I'll be using Nokia 3330. How unglam right? Haha...but of course, I don't mind. It seems weird that I was so excited when I test run it yesterday. Haha..that phone reminds me of my past. Hahaha.. *Smiles*



And when all of us were about to leave, some cadets from RV came. About 3 girls and a guy, if I'm not mistaken (if you think I'm going to talk about girls/girl again, you're right!). They opened the door and I could only see a girl and instantly, I knew she's one of those going for Ex Wallaby. How did I know? Because I was around when they were waiting for their turn to be interviewed (for the Ex Wallaby). Anyway, Clement and I were walking towards the door where they were when Clement said, "ok, maybe we should use the other door." Then I replied, " Aiya, just use la not like she's covering the whole space rite.." Lolx..nevermind. She smiled at me, I think. Ok, maybe I was just being a ____. Perasantan... but I somehow I can rember that smile....shit. Haha...ok..crap...




Ok. I think this entry is abit too long. I shall update about today tomorrow. Sorry Clement. You must be sleeping by now. Hahaha...

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