Simple Note

Been almost a week since my Passing Out Parade(POP) last Tuesday, and just in case some of you guys are wondering how come i'm hardly online these days, well, i'm simply sick. Shouldn't have made it sound so simple, cause i was down for days. Iterally from Thursday till Sunday, i was having bad stomach flu.

The only thing that i could remember from this, was that i was bed-ridden for the first 3 days, eating only mouthful of porridge, only to be vomitted out. Worst experience i ever had been sick, and trust me, though i'm feeling better now, the thought of vomitting everytime i took medicine, and water is all i have to vomit, i hope this shall be the last time stomach flu ever come visiting me.

So much of thinking what should i do for the 13 days or so break, i ended up doing nothing. To extend my apologies to those who called or sms me during these days, i'm sorry that i wasn't able to reply or pick up your call. Probably some of you might thought i was playing punk, or like what my friend Sam said, only picking up girls' calls, so i guess i have to explain that i was so weak, i didn't check my mobile from last Thursday to Saturday. It went flat without me knowing too. Just hope you guys understand.

Minus off the long sickness i had, probably the rest of the week is overall a good one. First thing was none other than the POP i had last Tuesday. Couple of things to mention on my POP day. Before our parade, 4 guys and and me was called up to our Platoon Office by our Platoon Commander(PC). Not to issue any punishments, we were simply told that we are shortlisted for OCS.

The moment i was told i'm in the list, the first thought in my mind wasn't really about the glory, honour, pride or whatsoever. I was thinking back, about 3 months ago, the day i stepped on Tekong, the day i exchanged my pink IC for the 11B, and those days of trainings and outfield we had. Probably the only thing that i felt i was among the ranks of OCS shortlist, was that i'm Jack of all trades, yet master of none.

Just doing my best in whatever i was told and tasked to, was probably the only thing i had in mind whenever i woke up at 0430hrs to start the day off. Life in BMT wasn't a complete smooth sailing one, no doubt i had my fair share of punishments. But i guess, that's when you learnt and become better.

Towards the end of the parade, whereby our parents put on our jockey caps for us to symbolise the well-deserved hardwork we put in during the 3 months, my PC came to me and shook my hand. He said to me, "Well done, and congrats making to OCS." I thanked him and deep down, i know i meant it.

The second and probably the most eagerly anticipated news i have, was none other than the pilot vocation, which i have been talking for months. I received a house call on Friday afternoon, the day whereby i'm still pretty much sick. The call was to inform me that, i've managed to clear all my status and have been confirmed as pilot trainee. The final confirmation will be on my vocation posting day, 16th Dec, whereby my posting should reflect Air Force School.

So now, i'm left with the last concern; my 2 sureties. I need to submit the form with the 2 names as soon as possible and it's the passport to the start of my course. Without it, i won't be able to go for my 2 months Air-grading over at Australia. Criteria for surety: 21 years old, with minimum monthly income of $800. Anyone willing to help?

Putting aside all the big talks of becoming pilot, the prestige, the pay, the prospects, and as always, i like to think about the negative side of it. List of the downside: 12 years contract committment, the danger in air, the possibilities of failing the course and having to push back pursuing of degree.

But guess what? I'm not going to think so much again. Since i'm given the opportunity, i might as well just go for it. In case you guys wasn't aware, right from the start, i didn't sign up for pilot as my career. After i got home after my first book-out back in 21st September, i saw this Air Force letter which invites me to take the computer test. That's when everything starts to come in pieces. Perhaps i should take this as an offer given to me and that if i do fail to make any criteria, at any point of time, i could just give myself a pat and say, "You tried your best."

Come to think again, either way, call me a pilot-dropout or pilot, at least i went throught it. The rest ain't important anymore.

Just yesterday, i told a friend of mine to cheer up. Even my friend was taken back. Fancy me asking someone to cheer up? It's like striking Lottery without buying a ticket, the odds is zero. Perhaps all those vomittings in the past few days, did in fact managed to throw out some of my stubborn thoughts. Well, i guess i'm too tired to be always too critical of things now. But word of caution, if you think the old me is gone, think again.

Just when i saw many nicks in my msn with the phrase, all i want for christmas is you, then i realised x'mas is just 13 days away. Last year's x'mas was the only one i had, with exchanging of presents, but i reckon this year's wouldn't be of that scale. But nonetheless, i'll still make a x'mas wish. And that's things will go my way. Sounds vague and greedy ain't it? But that's the point. X'mas is to have fun and be greedy, but for those gals out there, watch your waistline.

For now, i'm yearning for good food and cold gassy drinks. Any takers?