Friday, February 3, 2012

Mymy, when was the last time I wrote. I don't really know what drives me to write this today, but oh well.

Sometimes I wonder what life would be like if I wasn't a commander. Or if I did end up in SAF Band (the chances seemed high, based on talking with my friends). Can't help but feeling.. perhaps life would be better. Or maybe it's just unit life. There's alot of perhaps I suppose.

I wonder if it's easier being the commanded or the commander. Its undeniable that commanders have benefits that men don't have. But even so, the amount of energy to devoted is quite big. And the fact that I don't really get anything back from them makes it pointless. So many a times I give up trying to explain what we do because they just don't get it. Its natural for people to think selfish-ly, and perhaps never having been there, they cannot imagine our point of view. But sometimes the selfishness exhibited is really sickening. That doesn't even require the point of view of a commander, but just as an adult. Yes, sometimes they act like kids.

Or perhaps it might have to do with the style. The amount of effort taken to convince them to do something is so immense that I'd rather save myself the trouble and do it myself. To extract in them the will to do things only pulls out the same old arguments they throw at me. Everytime. Their pet argument always revolves around pay and rank. How they like to say that we can do it because of our rank and our pay. And yet when we get benefits, they'll always turn around and say why the commanders can do it. Such double standards are just sickening and tiring. I wonder if they realise that commanders are humans too. Do they honestly expect our pay to fully warrant our job scope (when you're in the SAF and paid a pittance)? Do they really think they will not do the same if they were in our position? Do they forget that we can get tired too, that being in command is not easy as it seems?

I suppose it goes two ways too. Sometimes I forget that they're humans too. Not in the sense that they are unable, but they are unwilling. I honestly feel them, but there's probably not much I can do. Except waiting for them to understand that the easiest way out for all of us is to just do your job properly. Naturally with the same definition of properly.

I think there's really too much when it comes to this issue. Maybe as a leader I'm really weak. My inconsistency in standards.. stems from my inability to face their black faces. I don't know why though. Maybe that's where they've gotten me. My inability to fully connect with them is an obstacle too I suppose. Not that I'm being elitist, but I think my interest just varies so much from them. To the point where I'd prefer being alone. Maybe I'm just not as... happening as them.

Sometimes I don't really what drives myself. SAF is probably the only place where there is no motivation to work extremely well unless you're a regular because it just means longer service. Perhaps its just a sense of resignment, doing my job until I get out.

Too much rambling, incoherence. I write this with a heavy sigh.



Monday, August 8, 2011

Most of the questions in life, they have no answers.

Wednesday, July 27, 2011

5 days in, 2 days out. And it just keeps repeating. Sometimes it does seem abit boring.. I suppose. Then again.. Isn't work life like that? Can't wait to get out of here. As I see my friends all going to uni.. And those who are disrupting cause of PSC. Sigh, can't wait to go uni.

Tuesday, June 14, 2011

We learn most about ourselves, when the going gets tough.
We learn most about others, when there's conflict/tension between.

Because your brain goes into overdrive thinking how to handle all this. Its a survival instinct. For the better. Precisely because life isn't a bed of roses, and all is not well.

Celebrate the hardships. Celebrate the controversies. Remember the lessons learnt. About you. And understand others better.

Sunday, June 12, 2011

'Writing is my carthasis'. Thats my new hit-phrase!

Anyway, its another end of course reflection. Although much less, since most of my previous flowed during my 24km march. Whereas this time it felt less like an end of a course, and partly for the 28km the terrain was such that I had to constantly watch my step, and my brain probably shut down halfway from being so tired.

This 8 weeks were definitely faster than BMT, and more meaningful. What they said was right though. The life here is better, in many sense, compared to BMT. And I enjoyed my time with my bunkmates, who were an interesting bunch and I wouldn't ask for any others. Looking back, I think coming here gave me a new chance to experience things never done before, moving away from my comfort zone and finally, expanding my comfort zone. While outfield is never fun, I can at least I can cope with the environment better. Somehow I don't feel that bad over not getting to band. But the next 1.5 years... different thing maybe.

For the past 8 weeks, I suppose I have gotten stronger, both physically and mentally. I finally hit 10 pullups, something I thought I'd never achieve in my entire life. Cardio is better. Mentally, I've learnt to summon the mental strength needed to accomplish tasks. After all, NS is more mental than physical, as I've probably mentioned.

What did dominate this march was the anger I felt though. How they cheated us of the distance, how they cheated us of the rest time. When you're so tired, you become very irrational and somehow all that anger just floats up. The question I kept thinking was, "Is this the kind of leaders they're training us to be? To lie and cheat our men? All the time talking abt what makes a leader, when this was obviously not what is preached?".

On second thought, perhaps we can't fully blame them. Yes, inevitably we will use such methods in the future, and whether you're proud of it or not is a separate factor. Because undoubtedly, it served as a motivation (when it first worked). To think about your 30 mins rest. We would give them the benefit of the doubt, and grudgingly trudge on.

This last 8 weeks also gave another insight to leadership. We often (at least for me) assume the quality of the instructions with the person giving it. I.e., if we dislike the person's leadership style, we assume his instructions are also similarly flawed and therefore not beneficial to us. And vice versa. A logical fallacy, poisoning the well (is the correct term?). While on some level the person giving it has the discretion to think through and improve on it, often they can only relay messages. There's very little that they can do to change instructions when it comes from the top. But we often blame them and not the actual source. There's of course the danger that they use the excuse "I've asked and nothing happened".

This tells us something. The respect that a person commands can improve his job so much more, because the people have an innate trust of his words. Whether the instructions it self make sense is secondary. A leaders job is to move people, and the person has precisely done that. There's actually a second point, but I've forgotten what it was.

Leadership is alot about what you do when no one's looking. Like pushing for what the people want even when you can just tell them "I did it but it was rejected". One consideration is whether what the people ask is logical to the cause. But nevertheless, even if you can lie to them, can you lie to yourself. Or can you accept that you've done but let it slide by.

Honestly, I don't think the SAF is a good place to develop leadership. Maybe I'm naive in thinking that the other places will be different. But the most pertinent point is that because you have people from all walks of life, you're exposed to alot. With 'cheatcodes' springing about, its easy to succumb to these 'cheatcodes' knowing that nothing will happen to you, save perhaps a few pushups which mean nothing to a soldier. Furthermore, 'cheatcodes' are so pervasive because men are conscripted against their will, so there is more impetus for them to test the system so that they can reap maximum 'show' with minimum effort. Well I suppose other organisations will face such situations, cause many people work for the sake of working and not because they love the job. Especially in an office environment. So to deal with such 'underhand' methods, i suppose we can only fight fire with fire.

Monday, May 30, 2011

So many things to tell her
But how to make her see
The truth about my past? Impossible!
She'd turn away from me


Lion king fever in bunk.

I haven't rly posted lyrics in quite sometime.. but this songs lyrics are nice, and kind of speak to me.


最近一直很好心情 不知道什么原因
我现在这一种心情 我想要唱给你听

看着窗外的小星星 心里想着我的秘密
算不算爱我不太确定 我只知道我在想你

我们之间的距离好像忽远又忽近
你明明不在我身边我却觉得很亲
Ha~ 有一种感觉我想说明
我心里的秘密 是你给的甜蜜

我们之间的距离好像一点点靠近
是不是你对我也有一种特殊感情
Ha~ 我犹豫要不要告诉你
我心里的秘密 是我好像喜欢了你

夜里陪着我的声音 就算沙了也动听
这一种累了的声音 是最温柔的证明
(你是我 你是我的秘密)
(我一直偷偷想着你)
(你是我心里的秘密)

我们之间的距离好像忽远又忽近
你明明不在我身边我却觉得很亲
Ha~ 有一种感觉我想说明
我心里的秘密 是你给的甜蜜

我们之间的距离好像一点点靠近
是不是你对我也有一种特殊感情
Ha~ 我犹豫要不要告诉你
我心里的秘密 是我好像喜欢了你

这模糊的关系 是莫明的美丽

我们之间的距离好像忽远又忽近
你明明不在我身边我却觉得很亲
Ha~ 这一刻我真的想说明
我心里的秘密 是你给的甜蜜

我们之间的距离每天一点点靠近
这是种别人无法理解的特殊感情
Ha~ 我要让全世界都清晰
我心里的秘密 是我会一直深爱着你 深爱着你

Sunday, May 8, 2011

Maybe I'm finally getting used to it, book-in blues are coming later in the day on book-in.

I somehow feel I can chiong through this week, but maybe my mood will change when I actually go through training. But I'm not invincible.

Let me have the strength and courage to carry on for this week.

Thursday, April 21, 2011

There's this sudden peak in my musings. but nevertheless I must write. Many thoughts have floated across lately.

It seems to be back to the same old days again. Waking up early, running around, sweating in what would usually be my PJs. Having the push myself daily, sometimes to points I don't want to. Days where it feels like I'm going through the motion.

Its slightly different though. SCS is actually a place where people mostly want to be there, or want to aim even higher. If they said enhanced leadership batch was a bunch of highly motivated individuals, its even more here. Ok there are your general chaokeng people, but there, the general populous seems more enthusiastic.

As I look at my training, I wonder if it is truly for me. Would I regret my choice of putting 'yes'? Leadership in the army doesn't seem to appeal to me. People might say that command school/army is good for experience, to experience things that one would never get to as a civilian. But things like, shooting, loud sounds, running around, sleeping and getting wet and muddy? There are some experiences I could do without. In fact, looking back at BMT, I didn't really enjoy the sessions that were army related. Urban operations, field camp, I look back at them with distaste. Ok maybe not distaste, but they weren't really.. fun?

I've already lost of my thoughts from tuesday. It would suffice to say that they were negative feelings, constantly questioning my reason for being in SCS. Some of that negativity seems to be dispelled (wrong usage). The first few days were very much spent keeping to myself when there was nothing to do.

I suppose there are still things to learn from NS. If only there was another platform to do so, without all this rubbish. Like out door sports.

Sigh.. Mixed feelings. I hope I wouldn't regret the day I put yes. I wonder what made me write 'yes' that day.

Saturday, April 16, 2011

Kainotophobia. The fear of change. Apparently.

Something real, definitely. For most of us, the fear of the unknown, the new seems to gripe us. We grumble, complain and lament over why it must happen. Why, when we've finally settled down, when the seat is just barely warm, that things change and we have a new seat to warm. But after everything is over, which it will be, everything's alright. We'll tell people that are about to go through it, "it'll be fine, don't worry". You know they won't listen, because back then, neither did you. Life's like that. Lament. Go through. Come out. Lament at new thing.

I think it's time to let go of my past. I've been going back ever so often, but each time it just feels more distant. The place feels different. I no longer understand the jokes flying around, the jibes. Any laughter seems forced. It's time to move on I suppose. Stop clinging on to the past, look towards the future. The memories I had were good, but they were but memories. Memories to look back when I'm down, memories to miss. But memories nevertheless. Living in the mirror of the past does not help cope with the ever changing future.

It's time to move on. Move forward. Embrace change, whether good or bad.

Tuesday, April 12, 2011

Wow. An update. After 4 and a half months. The only reason worth writing is because of NS, other than that my life's been pretty boring.

I suppose NS is really an experience above all. As it.. promises? It's really a ritual from boys to men. More so for JC students I believe, given our relatively sheltered lives in an institute. We think we might have seen alot, but there are communities out there we've never reached before, things we've never gone through. I've learnt quite alot from being in NS, mostly positive. I try to forget the negative things. Within 9 weeks, I've learnt quite alot about myself, people and life in general. Maybe it isn't deep enough, but for 9 weeks, its good.

2LT Khairul: "Its ok to make a mistake once, but the second time you make it, its a crime. Whats the third time called? Sorry, there is no such thing as a third mistake."

Somehow that seemed to be the only quote I remember from Sir. Not that he talked much, other than his "Do you all have any questions" starter he always uses. Nevertheless, I think it's very useful advice. For much of our school life, we're allowed to make mistakes again and again, because we know our tutors will explain to us, or there just aren't any repercussions to committing it again. I'm referring to the light offences, of course. But out in the world, it is an unforgiving place, more so exemplified in the military. When you make a mistake, it not only affects you, but the people around you. A valuable lesson. And in life, making the same mistake twice could be disastrous for you. No boss would tolerate a person making the same mistake twice, no matter how 'unforgiving' it may sound. Army has taught me that life has a steep learning curve, so you better suck it up (yet another lesson learnt) and learn fast.

The rest of my commanders didn't say much, most of their encouragement came through the actions I suppose. Maybe I only remember Sir's words cause most of the time we saw him he was talking. Pity we didn't interact more, he seemed interesting.

Through the commanders (all of them) and NS, I've also learnt that the mind is indeed a powerful thing. That giving up is never a physical state, its always a mental state. Your body never gives up, its your mind that chooses to give up. You always have the choice to just stop, at any point, to just say "I give up". Its how far you carry yourself, its mental. Thats why I answer my friends, "Its both physically and mentally tiring. More so mentally" when they ask me how's NS. The body is ultimately limited by the mind (thats how hypnotism works). It really takes alot of mind to push the body. Through out this period, I've seen how my mind can push my body to limits never before seen.

It became most apparent during my 24km route march. Which I felt more than anything, was the defining moment of BMT. Strange for it to come in the last day, but it did. Because it somehow put everything we've learnt in BMT together (minus the discipline). This 24km reminded us about the sense of camaraderie instilled, taking the plunge, the willpower needed to carry on when things are tough, and finally to suck it up. And of course, the satisfaction gained from pulling through. At the end of the march, I was amazed I pull through. Ever since the 8th km, my feet had developed such sores that every step was a fresh jolt of pain. If I ever thought cycling down the ECP-Changi park connector was hell, I was merely inexperienced. The 30 mins (tops) spent cycling was nothing to the 2 hour walk down with the 20kg field pack. But through my friends encouragement, and constantly forcing myself to drag on, step by step, I managed to clear all 24km without falling out. Of that, I was proud. Though by those two things, they probably weren't enough. The fact that falling out was such a stupid option was the actual impetus for me to continue. Because I HAVE to reach to end, therefore I have to keep doing it. There just isn't any other way.

The camaraderie manifested itself in another way though. I saw the many people who tried to avoid falling sick, or praying they would recover by Friday night. Despite its obvious physical challenges, many wanted to march this 24km of hell. I believe it was because of our bonds as a team. You wanted to complete this with your team. I saw the faces of those who were forced to go home. They didn't seem too happy.

See all your lessons in one event. Ok not ALL, but what was stated.

Quote from toilet (they paste quite a few): It's the 'Start' that 'Stops' people the most.

Moving on, about people and personality. It's when times are tough that we see a person's true personality. When his energy to create a facade gone, and he only has energy left to protect himself. I refer you all to this article written by my fellow platoon mate. And to summarise it, since most of my readers are girls and may not understand what it means, I think the one line inside encompasses the meaning quite well.

"We will remember field camp, because we saw the scum in each of us on day one, and the brothers we became on day five."

Indeed, the scum we were. Through NS, most poignantly during the five days of field camp, we saw how we and other people reacted to situations thrown at us when least expected, when we were down in the dumps, and we were physically and mentally drained. Most importantly, the difference in reaction between the energetic self and the tired self. Personally, I was quite disappointed with how I acted. It led me to question, "So this is what I actually do, deep deep down. Are my values right? Have I been mistaken about what I stand for?". While some may argue that our processes are down when we are tired (which is valid point), I argue, is there not a need to change ourselves accordingly? Do we not respect someone who is true to himself even when in tight corners, even when pushed to the limits?

I certainly hoped I've worked to changed myself in such situations. To be more aware and caring of those around me even when I'm done. Because the world doesn't revolve around you. And if anything, when people are down they need someone who is alive to push them. I'm not saying I'm great, but I think it would be good if I could muster the energy and courage even in tough times to continue pushing my team.

More things about myself, but they seem hard to word out. But generally, NS has been a good time for me to learn about my values, and definitely a good chance for me to rectify my flaws.

Which somehow brings me yet to another article written by my platoon mate, this time about character and leadership. While I agree that NS is a 'pocket universe', there are nevertheless things that can be brought. For the largest part, I disagree about the last two to three paragraphs.

Many reasons, the first being that such malleability is needed, because different context requires different styles of leadership. Why a weak person is written off, is because the military demands people who are both physically and mentally able. To shorten a quote from CPT Michael, there is no point in an army leader if he cannot do any one of the things a soldier is suppose to do. Otherwise, he would be useless. So do not blame them for writing the person off, because it's true that some people just do not have the qualities for being a military leader. There's nothing wrong with that, just move on. People have different roles in life.

Secondly, the fact is that life is harsh, and what you do under the radar does not count. Even if you are the smartest person in the world, if you don't show it, you are not.

Thirdly, whilst it is true that after NS it is a relatively level playing field, there are somethings that have changed. Because as mentioned before, NS does teach you life lessons that are useful. Having gone through a command course and a command post teaches a person valuable lessons in handling adversity and pushing one selves in times. For JC students who have only mingled in our kind, we do not understand the lives of others, simply because we have no life experience. Don't think too highly of ourselves. High IQ but no EQ and AQ means you're just as, if not even more useless. Yes that's it, experience. I believe that NS can give you the experience needed to live on in life. The different PES status aside, I think it would be interesting to see how many successful leaders in Singapore were commanders back in NS, assuming they were physically eligible then. Respect isn't the badges, but it can be gained when others see how you can overcome adversity easily while pulling other people along with you. The person who is 'blur', who's not to say that he won't be as blur when he's handling your documents or an important task? Would you want this kind of person, who can even misplace his own boots, and cannot understand the meaning of punctuality?

Therefore, to say that NS is completely irrelevant to our lives is false. What we learn in NS can be brought to real life. Perhaps it is just my naive view, but I still feel strongly. I want a leader who has the mental strength to handle adversity under various pressures. Even when he is tired, he must still push on. Why? A leader is the main pillar of an organisation. If he falls one cm, the rest will fall all the way.

Having said so much (probably my longest post ever, too lazy to check, but I did take an hour plus to right this), I might seem like I'm selling NS. Well, yes, but I'm not saying I love it. I really miss my civilian life. I highly doubt a military life is for me. I need my own comfy clean bed and shower. I shy away from shouting at people.

A few days ago, my classmate (a girl) asked me. Do you want to serve NS again? The NSFs in my class gave mixed responses. The thing for me is that army is both relevant and irrelevant. I've probably explained the relevant in great detail. The irrelevancy comes in in its attempt to train soldiers, train people patriotic and willing to die for the country.

Sometimes its trainings are questionable and don't seem to fully prepare for the context of a real war. The drills they make us do. In real war, if an enemy was really in front of me, would I bother to go through all the drills, or just go straight for the kill to defend myself? Maybe it's really just the basic that we're going through.

And the point on patriotism. Patriotism, in this day and age, is harder and harder to come by. Even some commanders agree it is lofty ambition. They never tell us to defend our country, it's always our loved ones. Whenever they give us a questionnaire asking "Are you willing to risk your life for your country", I have no choice but to put neutral. Our family is one thing, but our country is a much bigger issue. As 18-20 year olds, just how willing would we be to risk our lives for our country? Admit it. Ultimately, we are selfish creatures, its just how big our "self" is. Even as our commanders lecture us about this, I wonder how much do they actually believe it in. I'll know in 2 years. But there's reason to believe that they are just going through the motion, seeing how many are eager to get out of NS. It's alot to ask out of a person, who has no career, no family depending on him, still immature, to take up the task of defending the country.

To go through NS for its life lessons, yes. That might change a few years down, but this is my answer for now. To defend my nation? For now that isn't really my concern. Forgive me, I'm merely 18. I've yet to experience any major death or tragedy, there are things that only come with woeful experiences, it's all part of growing up. We can't always gain lessons from listening to others, sometimes they just don't sink.