Yesterday was D-Day (for death, destruction, desperation, d***headedness and stuff that starts with he letter D)). A.K.A, the Staff Sergeant test. Bloody hell, woke up late, then got stomachache, had to be late because we were supposed to meet up at 7am and I got there a few minutes before 8. When I got to school, guess what, the test has been postponed for an hour, splendid! At least I've more more time to revise my Word of Command. That was when the Chingay Parade crowd came, can't blame them, but they created a damned ruckus :( .

0900 hours, zero hour. The SSGT test was soon under way. To avoid the Chingay parade people, we had to move all the rifles and batons and stuff to the ISH. There, we had to stand still for almost 1 hour for uniform inspection, bloody hell......had to wait for 4 CIs to scrutinise my uniform, I was damned stiff after the whole ordeal was finished. After that, we had our drills practical. When it was my turn, the WOC was okay, but I can't believe I missed out on the commands for sizing and the receiving of article, s**T! Then, it was my MOI, then, my squadmates and thr CIs started laughting, WTH, had to struggle to keep a straight face. (Later found out that because I took my glasses off to avoid being penalised, my eyes looked like slits and I looked like some 'blur-king'. Crap)

Anyway, the MOI did not end with any screw-ups so I suppose I did not flunk my test or anything. After the test, we got scolded for displaying sloopy drills, that really sucked. Especially when I screwed up my timing later when we actually had to do some drills. We soon had to bring the logistics back to where they came from, before Eric sir pumped us for not taking note of the rifle and 2 batons he took, F***wit....

We had our lunch after our debrief at KFC, before playing L4D at the LAN nearby. Not very enjoyable, especially when the game started to become very laggy and Firdaus teamkilling me.

Anyway, just check this out.


And those who want a sequel for that 'racism in the elevator' video: