It was the night before ATEC when all through the house Janan was seething...all pissed and roused...

The bags were all packed and standing there, for soon to airport he goes..

The rest of the country all snug in their homes

While visions of sleep danced in their heads

And mamma watching tv, and I on the comp...

Had just settled down for a last minute gripe..

When out from the distance there arose such a clatter,

I hoped the airport blew up..oh so much the better...

Away to the window I flew like a flash

Tore open the curtains and peeked out as best..

The moon on the breast of the dark tar road...

Gave the lustre of to mordor we go...

When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,

But a Toyota Picnic with headlights on high..

With my dad at the wheel, so lively and quick

I knew in a moment the time had come

More rapid then eagles, ATEC had come...

And he opened the gate and parked all the way

Now all packed, now all checked now check it again..

Check clothes, check boots, check all other sorts

To the car seat! Buckle the belts!

Now dash away! dash away! dash away all!

As dry leaves that before the wild hurrican fly,

When we met with a traffic light, mounted to the side...

So waited to turn green, then onwards we flew

With a boot full of bags and Janan Loh too...

And then, in a twinkling the airport we reached

The sadness of grieving of each little troop.

As I stepped in the airport and was turning around

Up came my DC with tickets in bound

He was dressed up in formal from his head to his foot..

And his clothes we so formal, so queer he looked..

A huge bag of suff he had flung on his bag.

And he looked the grim reaper opening his bag..

His eyes -- how sad they were! his smile was all sad!

His cheeks were all droopy, his nose like a mouse..!

His droll little mouth was drawn tight like a bow,

And the hair on his head all tusseled and long;

The stump of his tongue he poked in his cheek.

And the grief it encircled his head like a wreath;

He had a broad face and a tight little belly

Tha hardly moved when he ran the SOC

He used to be chubby and plump and a right jolly self

And I laughed when I saw him, in spite of myself;

A flick of his hand and a twist of his wrist

Soon gave me know I had everything to dread;

He spoke not a word but went straight to work,

And gave out the passes; then turned with a jerk,

Then scratching his head with a side of his hand

And giving a nod, backwards he goes

He went for his bag pack, to Det 2 he gave a whistle

And away we all went like the down of a thistle

In the airport was heard as we moved out of sight,

ORD ORD ORD LOH!!!!



NOTE..HE ORD...not US...we still have 4mths 14 days from this point...

Posted on 3/06/2006 by <$The One$>

Heya people....A.T.E.C is here...the final big hurdle we have to cross before we can ORD..
3rd &4th Coy just had their ORD parade...our DCs were supposed to have ORD'ed as well...but due to pestering and stuff...they had to extend their ORD date to fight ATEC with us... sad as that might be for them, it will be worse for us...considering we fought together for so damn long..and gotten used to each other's crap...it's sad to think that once this month is over, they will be gone and we won't be seeing them in camp anymore...but nontheless, we can always meet up outside for coffee and stuff, where I won't have to call them sir anymore..but I will do that just to annoy them..especially 2Lta Liu "184" Wen Hui...hahaha....
Not to mention my DC..2Lta Alastair...

Sir..when you first came to our det..you were super 6400...hard to work with in the beginning, but within the first week you more or less became a normal for us...but the real fun began after our...35kg Alice pack course...hahaha..that was the best...you became one of us from my point of view anyway...

Lta Kenny and Lta Jin Rong as well...you never did gel much in the beginning as well..but now well...for the fantastic 4...we seem to be no longer commander and men, but more as a same level with a boundary of respect that shows the difference..which makes it a whole lot easier to work in for both parties since we can all input our views...

I would leave a farewell note for you all, but it's not time for you to go yet...we still have A.T.E.C to go....since your leaving and we just want to ORD...let's just give those ATEC buggers a boot so far up their behinds they will still limp next year....

Well..for you people who have no idea what A.T.E.C means...to me personally..it means
A.T.E.C. = All Towards Ending CRAP!!!!
hahaha

Well...it actually mean "Army Tactics Evaluation something something"...I couldn't care less (CCL)

To me..all it means is "All Towards Ending CRAP!!!!" which means..once it's over...I don't have to put camo cream on my face anymore..go outfield for days..stink, get abrasions, lotsa blackheads and pimples, no more heatrash.....no more!!! NO MORE DAMMIT!!!!!

But to get there...we got to survive a whole month in the beautiful land of Thailand...
Don't get me wrong..I like Thailand...when I go there for a HOLIDAY!!! not for damned training...sigh....a whole month I won't be around...my mailbox is gonna be flooded....sigh...

I'm....not...thinking....straight....feel....weird......

I'll pick this crap up tomorrow or something..still needta pack me bags....
Cause I'm leaving on a jet plane..Don't know when I'll be back again....

Posted on 3/03/2006 by <$The One$>